Naruto: I get stronger by drawing lots

"Let's get down to business and help our baby come up with a nice name. We might consider your name."

Mano Nozomi truly lived up to her reputation as a woman who could suppress White Fang; her words left the two of them completely dumbfounded.

"Huh?" (The two of them)

"What? It's all your fault. She's due in just over a month, and look at you, you don't even know what to do."

White Fang remained silent. Even someone as strong as White Fang of Konoha had to yield before his wife. Whatever his wife said went, which made Tsukiki smile.

"You two should come up with the name; a child's name reflects the parents' high hopes for them."

Tsukiki's natural refusal left Mano Nozomi slightly disappointed, while Shirai started to think about it.

"Kakashi."

"Ok?"

Yue Shu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and looked at the couple in front of her.

"The child's name is Kakashi, Hatake Kakashi."

"How about it?"

White Tooth looked proud.

"do not want!"

"Hey?"

White Fang's expression immediately fell, causing Nozomi Mano to burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Just kidding."

"Kakashi? That's a nice name."

"You'll definitely like it."

Nozomi Mano touched her belly, her eyes overflowing with tenderness.

The same goes for white teeth; it seems that all the gentleness in white teeth throughout a lifetime has been released at this moment.

"Oops, he bumped into me."

"Really? Let me hear it. Looks like a mischievous fellow."

"Haha, I hope he doesn't end up like his dad, who always has a long face."

"Hahaha—"

Yue Shu stood to the side, took another sip of tea, and looked at the heartwarming scene before her, though she herself felt somewhat radiant.

They'll have a good, full meal of dog food now.

By the way, Mano-nee, your child really will end up with a stern face just like his dad—

Time passed slowly, and Tsukiki returned to the Senju residence, continuing her helpless life, a life where even laziness was hard to resist.

And in a little over a month, this world will welcome a guy named Kakashi Hatake.

Chapter 103: Uchiha

On the outskirts of Konoha, far from the village center, it's hard to imagine that the Uchiha clan's territory is located in such a remote place.

The Senju and Uchiha clans joined forces to create Konoha, and they were the founders of Konoha, but now they have fallen to such a state.

"Want to grab a couple of drinks? I picked up some protection money yesterday."

"Let's go, let's go, hahaha, how can we not accept these gifts from ordinary people?"

Mikoto had just returned when she overheard this conversation between two adult Uchiha men by the roadside.

The Uchiha clan's management of the security force, though seemingly a prestigious position with considerable power, was actually nothing more than a hole in the hole.

The garrison brigade manages the village's order, which inevitably leads to some trouble.

The village pinned the blame on the Uchiha clan to completely destroy their popularity, thereby eliminating their chances of becoming Hokage and ultimately cutting off the clan's future development.

As a member of Konoha, yet not being welcomed by Konoha, this is not just a problem on one side.

The Uchiha clan has always been arrogant, considering themselves superior. Unfortunately, not everyone is named Uchiha Madara, so they don't have the right to be arrogant.

This arrogance is ingrained in the Uchiha clan. Most Uchiha members look down on ordinary civilians and consider themselves superior. This arrogance has gradually made the Uchiha clan's situation difficult, otherwise they wouldn't have had to move their clan's territory to the outskirts of the village.

Mikoto's father was one of the high-ranking members of the Uchiha clan, and a very high one at that, second only to the clan leader.

A veteran role.

however--

No one expected that Mikoto's father would also perish in World War II.

Meiqin lost her mother at a young age and only has some memories of her. Her father also doesn't take care of her often because of clan affairs. Only her grandmother has accompanied Meiqin since she was a child and has taken care of her from hand to hand to this day.

"Grandma, I'm back."

Mikoto carried the groceries back home. The house wasn't big, just right for two or three people, with one bedroom and one living room.

Her father's house was very big, but Mikoto didn't like it. She had always lived at her grandmother's house since she was a child, where she found a warm and cozy atmosphere.

"You're back!"

Grandma slowly walked out of the living room. Her back was already hunched, but her face, etched with the marks of time, still carried a very kind expression.

Mikoto's grandmother was a gentle person, although she wasn't very talented in ninjas.

"Ah."

Mikoto responded and began to take off her shoes.

"I've already cooked the rice."

"Okay, I'll go cook something in a bit. Are you hungry?"

"Not yet, no need to rush."

Mikoto changed her shoes, took her grandmother's hand, and gently squeezed it:

"But I was hungry, so I made it quickly."

Mikoto smiled, let go of his hand, and went to the kitchen.

"Take your time, be careful."

Grandma was also smiling happily.

Mikoto knew that her grandmother was getting old.

Grandma used to do everything for me, feeding me, washing my clothes, cooking for me, and even putting me to sleep.

As time went by, the years added burdens to Grandma's life, and she no longer had as many abilities.

Meiqin gets up early every day to prepare breakfast and lunch, then washes and hangs the clothes up, leaves a note for her grandmother instructing her to keep the food warm, and then goes to school.

That was before I graduated early. After graduating early, there were a few missions that required me to stay away for several days. Mikoto would ask a kind older sister to help take care of her grandmother.

Every time she returned home, Meiqin would gently grasp and squeeze her grandmother's hand. This was her habit, just like when her grandmother used to tease her when she was little. Meiqin wanted her grandmother to know that she was there for her and tried her best not to let her feel lonely, because that feeling was too unpleasant.

The aroma wafted from the kitchen, and Grandma stood there by the door.

"How did you get in?"

"Let me see if there's anything I can help with."

"This dish is ready. Be careful when you take it out."

Meiqin smiled and gave Grandma a job. Grandma happily came over to serve the dishes.

This is the kind of life Mikoto wants—not her father's status or a big house, but simply an ordinary life like this.

Mikoto doesn't like the other members of her tribe. Having grown up with her grandmother since childhood, she has the same simple and genuine heart as her grandmother and has inherited her grandmother's gentle personality.

A little while later, Mikoto finished cooking. It was only for two people, so there would only be two or three dishes at most, otherwise it would be a waste.

"grandmother."

As she carried the dishes out, Meiqin noticed that her grandmother was not there, so she called out to her.

"Grandma, it's just time for your family to eat."

It wasn't her grandmother's voice, but a boy's voice. Mikoto paused for a moment, a sense of familiarity washing over her.

"Yes, my granddaughter's cooking is quite good. If you're hungry, you can eat here with us."

Mikoto's expression was a little off, her gaze fixed on the doorway.

"Hmm, that's not a bad idea."

As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar person came into Mikoto's view.

"Moon Tree?"

"Mikoto? This is your home."

Mikoto looked at the boy in front of her with a puzzled expression.

How did Tsuki suddenly end up in the Uchiha clan's territory, and even in her own home?

"Ahaha, it's a long story."

Yue Shu scratched his head, hiding away to slack off, only to realize that he had forgotten to participate in the lottery for the mission a year ago. He had just drawn a pretty good item, but due to some reason, he flew to this place and almost smashed up someone's house. Fortunately, he only bumped into the door, although the door was dented.

Mikoto looked at Tsukiki for a while, and finally sighed.

"Never mind, it's nothing much. Want to come along?"

"Um--"

Tsukiki thought about Kushina and Tsunade's faces, and realized that going back now would be a disaster, so he immediately agreed.

Hiding away and taking a few days off isn't too much to ask, is it?

With this in mind, Tsukiki decided to stay as a guest.

"Mikoto, your cooking is pretty good. It's delicious."

"Thank you."

"I didn't expect you to have this skill, although you seem to have it."