The Shinobi World had cooking methods similar to hot pot, but they were completely different from hot pot itself, so no one came to accuse them of copying it.
"Everyone, hurry up and eat. Don't be so reserved—we're all family."
After hearing Windcloud Mountain's words, everyone slowly began to eat. They had all been rather tired after the day's events.
A hot pot meal really could ease one's fatigue.
Windcloud Mountain kept tasting every ingredient, memorizing each flavor.
He was trying to see whether, if he ate these flavors now and ate them again after reincarnation, he could recall memories of his previous life.
It might have sounded a little ridiculous, but Windcloud Mountain still gave it a try.
If it did not work, then he would simply have tasted more delicious food. There was no harm in that.
"These all taste pretty good. How are the prices? Are they affordable?"
Torikaze nodded. "Of course. I'm the owner of this restaurant, so naturally they're affordable."
Windcloud Mountain figured that made sense. He had actually forgotten that this restaurant was opened by his own son. In that case, none of it mattered—it was all family property anyway.
By now, everyone was getting hungry.
As the food in the pot gradually finished cooking, they all began eating.
The family chatted as they ate, and the atmosphere was wonderfully harmonious.
Yahiko alone remained conflicted.
He and Konan had grown up together, so of course he liked her very much. He could also feel that Konan relied on him quite a bit.
But he was not sure whether that reliance meant she saw him as an older brother or something else.
When he heard Master say today that Konan would marry someone else in the future, he had become extremely anxious.
But under the