"There's also the peace in the Shinobi World. You won it through battle. Your master's achievements are remarkable and will never be forgotten, but what you've done has already surpassed him. I don't think anyone in the future will ever surpass you—unless they save the entire world."
Torifu was so thoroughly praised that he was almost beside himself. But it was his wife praising him, so no matter what, he felt proud.
And he loved hearing it.
If an outsider praised him like that, Torifu would probably be so embarrassed he'd want to dig a two-bedroom apartment out of the ground with his toes.
"Haha, all right, all right. Don't praise me anymore, or I really will get carried away."
Chirori spread her hands and said casually, "But it's just the truth, isn't it?"
"Okay, since you're already getting carried away, I'll stop praising you. There's nothing much going on right now, so I'm going to take a stroll around the street. You can rest at home."
Chirori didn't ask Torifu to go shopping with her. He'd been exhausted that morning, and she felt sorry for him, so she was happy to go by herself.
She only wanted to buy some little toys to take back for Haoyuan to play with. It wasn't anything important.
After Chirori left, Torifu sat alone on the sofa. The battle that morning had indeed worn him out, and he'd used up a lot of Chakra.
Although he'd recovered by now, he still felt mentally exhausted.
"Hmm, the battle's over. The system should've announced that the event was complete by now. Why hasn't it said anything?"
Torifu muttered to himself. Perhaps it was because he'd prompted it, or perhaps it was just a coincidence.
The system actually spoke.
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