Naruto: Uchiha is not Raikage!

Chapter 256 Mikoto's Indirect Kiss
In addition to chainmail resembling fishing nets, ninjas also wore bodysuits made of special fabrics, which provided some protection.

Kakashi wore this style.

Mikoto put on the apron hanging in the kitchen and went into the kitchen.

A moment later, she poked her head out apologetically and said to Kiyoshi, who was sitting in the living room:
"There aren't many ingredients left, so we can only make some rice balls."

"I'm fine with anything I eat."

Kiyoshi replied, then paused, and spoke again to Mikoto inside:
"let me help you."

After saying that, Kiyoshi got up from the sofa and went into the kitchen.

The kitchen contained ingredients for making rice balls, such as salt, meat floss, and rice.

"Kiyoshi, you can do it..."

Mikoto suddenly shut up.

She remembered that Kiyoshi was an orphan.

Back then, little Kiyoshi would make tea all by himself, standing on a stool, and it was obviously the same with everyday food.

"To make rice balls, you need to cook a pot of rice first, so we have to cook it quickly right now."

Mikoto felt a little regretful.

This was the first time she had shown Kiyoshi her skills, but unfortunately it was getting late.

"We can still cook it perfectly now."

Qing Si said, walking in front of the raw rice.

The so-called quick cooking and fine cooking take different amounts of time, with fine cooking taking much longer than quick cooking.

The advantage of quick cooking is speed, but the texture is relatively hard and less nutrients are retained.

Finely cooked rice has a softer, more glutinous texture and is fuller, while also releasing more of its nutrients – this is common knowledge.

Kiyoshi beckoned, and the clump of raw rice, along with the water it contained, was swept into the air.

Wind Release: Great Wind Wrap.

Kiyoshi's hand quickly turned bright red, radiating intense heat.

The flames above continuously roasted the raw rice and water inside, causing bubbles to form and changes to occur, with steam rising upwards.

Fire Release: Fire Burning.

Mikoto watched this scene in astonishment.

She had never seen any of these ninjutsu techniques before.

Could it be a new ninjutsu developed by Kiyoshi himself?
She was shocked. Not to mention the difficulty of developing ninjutsu, these two ninjutsu clearly required extremely strong chakra control.

If you're not careful, the rice will burn or be blown everywhere by the whirlwind.

Kiyoshi noticed the changes in Mikoto's eyes.

Before long, the raw rice was cooked through, each grain glistening and plump, making one's mouth water.

Kiyoshi has the Sharingan, so controlling the heat is a very simple thing for him.

Then, Kiyoshi formed a hand seal, and a stream of water condensed in the air, enveloping each grain of rice and rapidly cooling it with the water's temperature.

If Kiyoshi knew "Ice Release," he could cool down with just a little bit of cold air.

Unfortunately, "Ice" Release belongs to the category of Kekkei Genkai, and only members of the Yuki clan can master it.

Of course, under certain special conditions, "Water" Release can also be used as "Ice" Release. For example, in the frigid environment of the Land of Snow, the ninjas of the Hidden Snow Village would use "Ice" Release.

Once the temperature was about right, Kiyoshi stopped what he was doing, and the rice fell back into the container.

"Alright, let's begin, Mikoto-nee."

Mikoto watched Kiyoshi's actions and nodded gently.

To be honest, this was the first time she had ever seen someone combine ninjutsu and cooking so well.

In the past, when in the wild, they would use Fire Release to start a fire and Water Release to bring water over, at most using the Sharingan to help control the fire.

Kiyoshi's level is truly too high.

Not long after, Kiyoshi washed his hands with water from the basin.

The next steps are simple: just shape the dough into a triangle with your hands and put some filling inside.

However, it is necessary to wash your hands thoroughly after each pinching and then rub the salt in your palms.

Mikoto washed her hands with practiced ease, placing a little salt in her fair palms. Before long, a rice ball appeared in her hand.

She was fast and her movements were precise.

Those skillful little hands were incredibly nimble.

Kiyoshi couldn't help but think this way.

Seeing that Kiyoshi was staring at her hand, Mikoto was a little confused, but still smiled gently and said:
“When we’re out on a mission, we can’t always eat dry rations. Rice balls are more nutritious.”

"I'm ready too."

Kiyoshi handed a rice ball to Mikoto.

Mikoto took a small bite of the rice ball, leaving a small gap between the white rice and the square seaweed in the middle.

She was surprised; even though Kiyoshi used ninjutsu to make it, it tasted so good.

This proves that Qing Si had excellent control over the heat just now.

"what about the taste?"

Qingsi asked.

"very good."

Mikoto removed her lips from the rice ball, revealing a few long, thin white lines still attached to her lips. Her soft lips, having come into contact with the rice ball, had gained a more elastic sheen, and the lines were clearly visible under the warm yellow light of the kitchen.

"Let me try."

Kiyoshi said.

Mikoto extended her hand, letting Kiyoshi choose.

Unexpectedly, Kiyoshi held a rice ball in each hand and took a bite out of each one.

"I always feel that Mikoto's cooking is better than mine. She will definitely be a wonderful bride in the future."

Kiyoshi looked at those slender, jade-like hands and spoke.

"Talking about the bride is too far-fetched. The last step is just to fix the shape of the rice. The key is still the quality of the rice."

Mikoto slowly shook her head.

Kiyoshi was praising her indirectly.

"Mikoto, you should try it too."

Kiyoshi handed over the rice ball again.

At this point, both rice balls were only one-third the size left.

The rice balls for two people are not large; one-third the size is enough to swallow in one bite.

Looking at Kiyoshi's innocent face, Mikoto subconsciously leaned closer and ate all the rice balls.

After washing his hands, Kiyoshi began making the second rice ball.

Mikoto washed her hands and was about to make the next rice ball when she suddenly paused slightly.

A flush of burning red appeared on her cheeks.

She had just taken a bite of the rice ball, and Kiyoshi had just eaten the rest.

Then she ate the rest.

Would not it be……

She quickly shook her head, thinking to herself how old she was, still thinking about all sorts of things.

This is normal.

That's right, it's normal. Kiyoshi is still young.

Mikoto looked up at Kiyoshi, who was taller than her.

Well, physical maturity doesn't equate to mental maturity. Kiyoshi is definitely younger than her.

Mikoto comforted herself and began making rice balls with her eyes lowered.

However, the movements in his hands were no longer as skillful as before, and although the rice balls he made looked excellent, they did not meet the standard he had achieved before.

"By the way, Mikoto-nee, how long is our next mission?"

"It's been around this time, since we haven't done any missions for a while."

Mikoto spoke as she made rice balls.

She is now Kiyoshi's team leader Jonin.

Generally, when a Jonin leads a mission, the other team members will also go along.

"That's it."

Qingsi nodded.

He himself intended to travel to the Land of the Sky to search for traces of Shennong.

The Land of the Sky was once a small country, home to the Hidden Sky Village.

Later, the village was destroyed by Konoha, and the ninja village ceased to exist.

Shennong was the leader of the Sky Ninja, and could also be called Sky Shadow.

Countless small countries have been destroyed like this throughout the thousands of years of ninja history.

To ensure a legacy that lasts for a thousand years, one must possess the corresponding power.

"Are you short of money? I can give you some."

Seeing Kiyoshi's dedication to carrying out the mission, Mikoto assumed that the previous reward money had been spent and that the clan's meager subsidies were insufficient to purchase ninja supplies, leaving them only with basic sustenance.

"No, it's just that I miss going on missions with Mikoto-nee."

Kiyoshi, who was wrapping rice balls, turned his head and said.

"Always thinking about going to the battlefield is not a good thing."

Mikoto suppressed her inexplicable feelings and offered advice to Kiyoshi.

The battlefield means the risk of death.

She didn't want to hear the news of Kiyoshi's death one day.

"Got it, Mikoto-san."

Kiyoshi continued making rice balls.

The clock in the living room ticked away, and by the time Kiyoshi and Mikoto came out of the kitchen, it was already ten o'clock.

After Kiyoshi ate some, Mikoto told him to take the rest of the rice balls with him.

She even said it wasn't enough, and that she would make more next time.

"Thank you so much for taking care of me, Sister Meiqin."

Kiyoshi, carrying a basket of rice balls, thanked Mikoto and left.

After Kiyoshi left, the once lively room was suddenly left with only Mikoto.

Looking at the empty room, Mikoto felt a greater sense of loneliness than usual.

A chauvinistic man like Fugaku wouldn't do these things.

They never ate rice balls together.

Mikoto touched the spot on the sofa where Kiyoshi had just sat.

Some residual warmth remained there.

"Would she be suitable to be a bride?"

In the living room, only Mikoto's murmurs could be heard.

…………

The next day.

In front of the Ninja School.

Samui, carrying a bag of groceries, was waiting for her younger brother to get out of school.

Soon, Atsi will also be graduating.

Samui sighed.

Although being an undercover agent in Konoha is dangerous, their loyalty to the village makes it bearable.

It's a different story once you get to the battlefield.

To maintain secrecy, many of the villagers were unaware that they were undercover agents.

Other ninja villages are even less likely to stop; they will only regard Atsui as a Konoha ninja.

In today's world of flesh-crushing machines, a moment's carelessness can lead to death.

"Whoo~"

Samui rubbed his shoulders.

House seemingly endless rain.

She looked down and couldn't even see her own toes.

As she grew, in addition to her height, her breasts also grew.

Ordinary clothes will immediately feel tight and eye-catching when worn, so you need to buy some loose clothes to barely cover up.

Even so, this caused her considerable trouble.

Whether she's working or practicing spiritual cultivation, whatever she does will hinder her.

Hopefully it won't get any longer.

Samui prayed thus.

"elder sister!"

Atsi waved to her.

"That's your sister?"

Mitarashi Azuko asked.

"correct."

Atsui nodded and followed Mitarashi Anko over.

"she is?"

Samui was puzzled.

Mitarashi Anko crossed her arms, not understanding why Atsui's sister had such an exaggerated figure, almost comparable to Tsunade's.

Both of them have blonde hair, but one has deep blue eyes and the other has brown-gold eyes.

In short, it's all about being big!

"She is my good friend, Mitarashi Anko."

Azi said.

"friend?"

Atsui looked at Mitarashi Anko, this young girl, who always had a kind of boyish arrogance about her.

"I'm going to eat tricolor dumplings now, goodbye."

(End of this chapter)