Qingshui: Won't Let the Child Go Hungry [Seeking Follow-up Reads]

"I need to get a pair of sunglasses later."

Normally, it wouldn't have much of an effect, but if Qingshui were to use the Rinnegan at a crucial moment, it would be easily exposed.

After all, the Rinnegan was very different from normal eyes.

If certain people found out he possessed the Rinnegan, it would bring a lot of trouble.

For example, Shimura Danzō, the leader of Ne, or the Hokage's aides, and so on.

He couldn't be invincible in the ninja world yet, so he had to hide what needed to be hidden as much as possible.

Fortunately, although the ninja world seemed like a feudal society, it actually had decent technological development.

With home appliances like refrigerators and hair dryers, let alone small items like sunglasses.

After checking that nothing would be exposed, Qingshui walked out of his room.

Coincidentally, Mikoto, who lived opposite him, also opened her door and walked out at the same time.

She must have just finished bathing. Qingshui could smell the faint scent of body wash and shampoo.

Moreover, Mikoto wasn't wearing the clothes she wore on missions anymore. She had changed into close-fitting, home-style attire, with her wet, silky long hair cascading down her back.

Looking at her slender and bountiful figure, Qingshui sighed again, truly rich but not generous.

At least the child wouldn't starve.

"What are you looking at?"

Feeling Qingshui's gaze, Mikoto couldn't help but lightly tap him.

"I'm looking at who this is, so stunningly beautiful that it makes one unable to look away."

"You're talking nonsense."

As she spoke, Mikoto rolled her eyes at Qingshui.

"Even your eye-rolling is so beautiful, you're truly naturally gorgeous."

With a soft hmph, Mikoto turned and walked towards the living room. Qingshui quickly followed her.

"Your hair is wet and uncomfortable, isn't it? I'll help you dry it later."

He wasn't sure if Jiraiya had a hair dryer, but Qingshui guessed Konan probably did.

After all, Konan's hair was also very long. Without a hair dryer, it would take a long time for her hair to dry after washing.

As it turned out, Qingshui's guess was correct.

After borrowing the hair dryer from Konan, Qingshui took the initiative to blow Mikoto's hair.

"Sister Mikoto, are you Brother Qingshui's girlfriend?"

Konan, watching the scene from the side, couldn't help but ask.

Her pretty face flushed, Mikoto shyly shook her head.

However, Konan's words made her ponder. If she really became Qingshui's girlfriend, perhaps it wouldn't be bad.

"You guys rest a bit longer, dinner will be ready soon."

At this moment, Jiraiya, who had just caught several large fish, walked in and then went back into the kitchen.

In order to take good care of the three children, he had developed quite good cooking skills over the past year.

Yahiko voluntarily offered to help, and Nagato, who didn't want to stay with the Konoha Ninja, also followed them in.

Jiraiya, seeing Nagato's reaction clearly, sighed inwardly.

The reason he was willing to take the three children as disciples and teach them ninjutsu was entirely because of Nagato.

In his youth, Jiraiya accidentally entered Mount Myōboku and met the Great Toad Sage, who gave him a prophecy that his students would bring about great change to the ninja world.

And Nagato possessed the Rinnegan of the legendary Sage of Six Paths. In Jiraiya's eyes, he fit the identity of the Child of Prophecy.

Of course, he wasn't certain that Nagato was definitely the one.

So, in the future, he would continue to travel the ninja world until he found the true Child of Prophecy and guided him to bring true peace to the ninja world.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Jiraiya, someone had been secretly monitoring Nagato.

It was a White Zetsu sent by Uchiha Madara.

The Rinnegan was the key to his future resurrection, so Uchiha Madara had to monitor him secretly and wait for Nagato to grow up before guiding him to act according to his plan.

And White Zetsu was the best candidate.

Not only did he possess the Mayfly Technique, which allowed him to merge his body with the earth, plants, and trees, but he also had the disguise technique to mimic the same Chakra.

Unless one had the ability to sense malice, it was impossible to detect White Zetsu's presence.

Seeing a Uchiha clan member come into contact with Nagato, White Zetsu immediately relayed this information to Uchiha Madara.

Deep underground in an unknown location, there was a monstrously large creature.

It was the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, the body of the Ten-Tails.

From the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, pipe-like structures connected to an old man, who was resting with his eyes closed.

He was Uchiha Madara.

Because he was too old, Madara could only rely on the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path to sustain his life.

Once the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path was lost, he would immediately die.

"Lord Madara, something's wrong!"

In this space where no outsiders were present, White Zetsu's voice suddenly rang out, waking Madara from his rest.

"Lord Madara, a member of the Uchiha Clan has come into contact with Nagato."

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Madara's eyes, and he asked, "Who?"

"Uchiha Mikoto."

With White Zetsu's powerful intelligence-gathering abilities, Madara knew all the information about the entire Uchiha Clan.

Uchiha Mikoto, who had awakened the Three Tomoe Sharingan, was naturally no exception.

"Lord Madara, do we need to do anything?"

After recalling the information about Mikoto, Madara slowly said, "It doesn't matter. This person isn't good enough and won't affect my plan."

Although Mikoto had decent talent and had awakened the Three Tomoe Sharingan, in Madara's eyes, she was still not qualified to be the executor of his plan after his death.

He understood the Uchiha Clan very well, and even more so the Sharingan.

To select a qualified executor for his plan, he primarily looked at whether the person possessed strong love, rather than solely judging by talent.

After all, his own talent as a child wasn't considered exceptionally brilliant, but that didn't stop him from becoming the feared Asura of the Shinobi World.

He was known as the "Legendary Shinobi" alongside "The God of Shinobi," Senju Hashirama.

"Eh, so we're doing nothing?"

White Zetsu was a little disappointed, but Madara then changed his tune.

"We can conduct a test on her. As long as the result isn't too bad, she can be a backup candidate."

In fact, Madara had already found a more suitable target, but that person was still too young, so having a backup candidate was a precaution.

Next, Madara told White Zetsu how he would conduct the test.

"Then, Lord Madara, can you tell me what it feels like to need to relieve myself after the mission is complete?"

White Zetsu was not a normal human and did not experience the urge to relieve himself, so he often asked people this question.

His face darkened, Madara directly closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

Out of sight, out of mind.

White Zetsu was already used to his reaction and merely muttered to himself, "What does it feel like to have the urge to go to the bathroom?" before merging into the earth and disappearing.

After leaving Madara, White Zetsu found Black Zetsu and recounted Madara's testing plan in detail.

Madara thought he was the mastermind hidden behind the scenes, unaware that he was merely a pawn in Black Zetsu's hands.

In front of Black Zetsu, who had lived for thousands of years, Madara was still too naive.

"Do as Madara says."

For Black Zetsu, as long as the Rinnegan was fine, everything else was a minor issue.