The sweet-versus-savory battle on Konoha's streets

A few days later.

The streets of Konoha were bustling with people.

Second brother, where did the wooden fish rice ball you promised me go?

Sasuke puffed out his cheeks.

That's not my fault, the shop closed down. Or should I go and steal Itachi's Three-Color Dango for you?

Gojo Satoru said made a lot of sense.

Ever since Shisui awakened his Sharingan, the village has been keeping a closer eye on the clan, so he's been taking on far fewer missions than before. This has freed him up to take Sasuke out for a stroll.

Second brother, you're lying to me again. The Three-Color Dango are clearly your favorite snack; I can't eat anything sweet.

Sasuke sighed.

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, his face as serious as if he were about to announce something major, and stared at Sasuke.

That's really weird.

The voice was low and intimidating.

Both Itachi and I are under the jurisdiction of the Sweet Party Special Operations Team, but you're the only one who insists on standing on the opposite side, the Salt Party.

Let's put it this way --

You're out of our little circle from this day forward!

The ending note even deliberately took a strange turn.

Sasuke's Kakuzu twitched as he looked at his second brother's pretentious expression.

How did someone so unserious manage to infiltrate the Anbu?

Had he already been put in a sack and beaten up?

A sly smile flashed across Gojo Satoru's face.

Bonito fries are ruined, but ramen will do, right?

Luckily, I had a free ticket in my pocket, generously sponsored by Shisui.

Sasuke nearby, remained silent.

Ramen again?

He recalled the scene from last time and quickly covered his stomach with his hand.

Is Konoha holding another ramen eating contest?

He thought about the past few days over and over again, but in the end he shook his head.

There haven't been any activities in the village lately.

Gojo Satoru looked up at the sky, patiently waiting for Sasuke to give him a reply.

Hey, isn't that Naruto wiping the stone statue over there?

What's that kid up to?

A short distance across the street, Naruto was lying on the stone statues of the past Hokage, vigorously rubbing them with a rag.

Let's go take a look.

Without saying a word, Gojo Satoru picked up Sasuke and ran forward.

Where to go?

Sasuke was pulled so hard that he was dangling in mid-air, his eyes wide with confusion.

You'd better let go and let me get down!

Gojo Satoru didn't stop, taking three steps at a time to reach the Hokage Rock.

Hey, Naruto.

A slight smile appeared on his lips.

Who would still eagerly seek them out?

Naruto put down what he was doing, turned around, and looked surprised.

Big brother?

He shouted it out.

He really is a big brother!

It's been a while since we last met.

What are you busy doing here?

Gojo Satoru put the still struggling Sasuke down on the ground and casually asked a question.

That damn second brother!

Sasuke's eyes practically spit fire as his feet finally touched the ground.

He almost threw up on the road!

Gojo Satoru rubbed the tip of his nose, forcefully turning his gaze away from Sasuke's face.

This time he completely forgot.

It wasn't intentional.

Naruto stood opposite them, watching the two exchange words, a hint of envy in his eyes.

Haha, I'm cleaning the rock statues right now.

He scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.

Could this wall covered in scribbles be your own work, you loser?

Sasuke glanced at the messy smear marks, his tone chilling.

You're the worst of the worst, you jerk!

Naruto exploded, his voice rising in volume.

Last place!

You bastard!

Second brother, what are you doing squatting there?

Hey big brother, what are you fiddling with?

The two were arguing back and forth when they suddenly realized something was wrong.

Both of them turned their heads in unison, staring suspiciously at Gojo Satoru, who was standing with his arms crossed, watching the commotion.

When Gojo Satoru was stared at, he subtly tucked the camera in his hand behind his back.

He smiled as brightly as the sun and began to speak in a very serious manner.

Oh well, never mind me, keep arguing.

I'm saving some precious moments from my life.

Look at those clouds, drifting so comfortably; it would be a waste not to take a picture.

Second brother, do you think I look like a fool?

Sasuke's teeth were practically grinding to powder.

Big brother, even a three-year-old wouldn't believe that.

Naruto nodded earnestly in agreement.

In the blink of an eye, the two were suddenly on the same side, their eyes fixed on Gojo Satoru as if they were on fire.

Haha, really?

Wow, your mind has become sharper!

Gojo Satoru's face showed a look of sudden realization.

Second brother, delete it completely.

Sasuke glared angrily at Gojo Satoru.

Naruto also stopped laughing and stared at the camera with a serious face.

None of these dark histories should be left behind.

They exchanged a glance, then turned their gaze back to Gojo Satoru.

Are you really going to delete it?

It's not that we can't discuss it.

Gojo Satoru rested his chin on his hand and began to ponder it seriously.

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