I'm drawing manga in Naruto

There was a large crowd gathered over there. Qingyue hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she didn't go over.

At this moment, Akabane's clone was finished drawing.

"Big brother, who is he?"

A child stepped forward and asked with great curiosity.

"Nagato."

The clone smiled slightly and took down the completed drawing.

"Take it and hang it up."

Before it was even hung up, everyone rushed inside, only to be met with a view of the person in the painting—

The painting depicts a boy of about seven or eight years old, with red hair and long bangs covering one eye.

He doesn't have the Rinnegan, but he's still handsome and refined.

The Uzumaki clan, being descendants of the Sage of Six Paths, might have some understanding of the Rinnegan, while the Kurama clan is unlikely to possess such records, making it inexplicable if they were to draw them.

The Third Generation was a shrewd individual, even more difficult to conceal than Danzo in some ways, and Akabane didn't want to court death.

"Next, I will draw a picture for one of the children here."

"This little girl has a comic book in her hand, so I've decided on you."

The clone circled around, looked at Uzumaki Seigetsu, and then took out a new sheet of paper to start drawing.

"I?"

The little girl stared in astonishment at the clone, then turned to look at Akabane, who had used a transformation technique.

"A small gift."

Akabane smiled gently.

Since it was his clone who did the work, he was happy to see it happen.

The little girl nodded, stood up straight nervously, afraid that she would look bad.

With each stroke, the doppelganger quickly sketched the shape. Before long, the basic image of the little girl appeared on the paper.

The children were all captivated by the drawing, allowing Akabane to rest peacefully.

However, seeing the clone surrounded by a dozen little girls with adoring expressions, and that beaming smile...

Ha, lolicon!

Akabane lay on the carriage, a cold smile playing on his lips.

After a moment of sarcasm, he suddenly realized something was wrong—his clone was a lolicon, so what was he?

"No, I only like well-behaved, considerate, and caring lolis like Qingyue!"

Akabane nodded to himself, trying to reassure himself.

At this moment, Qingyue's chibi portrait was completed. After blowing the ink off the paper, the clone handed it to Qingyue.

"Qingyue, let me see..."

"I want to see too!"

"Don't break it, be careful!"

A group of children swarmed over instantly. The chibi-style portrait was very cute, and the person in the painting bore a resemblance to Qingyue.

It really is a portrait!

Everyone was instantly stunned. Although there are photographs in this world, comics are appearing for the first time in Akabane's hands. These children are seeing themselves drawn in comics for the first time.

"Big brother, if I buy a comic book, will you draw it for me too?"

The children were immediately interested.

The caravan's guards' eyes lit up; this was undoubtedly a very good way to promote the business. But then they looked at Akabane and his clone.

Akabane is practically a boss, while they are just his subordinates.

The clone hesitated.

How much work would it take to draw one for every child?

but……

"Of course I do."

Akabane sat up from the car and smiled slightly.

"what?"

The shadow clone was stunned, then saw the children rush into the shop with great joy.

Within seconds, everyone had run out.

However, they had no money, and one by one they took the books and ran out, showing no intention of paying.

Akabane frowned slightly.

He doesn't care about money, but doesn't that seem a bit excessive?

Just as he was about to ask, the little girl whispered, "Brother Akabane, don't worry, the uncles and aunties will come and pay."

"Hmm... are these all the children in your village?"

Akabane nodded to indicate that he understood, and then casually asked a question.

"Pretty much, there aren't many children in our clan."

She carefully put away the chibi-style portrait while answering questions.

The population isn't large!

Akabane thought about it and understood what was going on.

The Whirlpool Clan is physically strong and engages in intraclan marriage, resulting in a rather low offspring rate.

“Let’s label everyone’s comics in order, and then we’ll draw whoever’s turn it is first.”

The clone said helplessly.

So many people, it's exhausting...

That's a trap for clones!

His short lifespan as an alternate entity will probably be entirely devoted to drawing chibi-style portraits of children.

……

Konoha Village, manga shop.

"Uncle Yunlang, there's no need to unload the goods, just give us one copy."

"Exactly, since Akabane isn't here, there are no posters to give out..."

"Hurry up, we're in a hurry to exercise."

Before the comics were even loaded onto the shelves, a crowd of people had already flocked to the truck, wanting to grab one directly from the truck.

"Is this...isn't this bad?"

Kurama Yunlang hesitated, and in the time it took to hesitate, a bunch of 100-yuan bills were thrown on the table, and then each of his friends left with one.

People are already here, there's no time to wait for him to load the goods.

"Sakumo, your son is quite the player, completely different from you."

Zi Xiao walked and looked around, casually making a comment.

As an elite Jonin, Kakashi's methods were simply toying with these three kids who weren't even Genin.

"He is not my son."

Shuo Mao retorted.

"Heh, don't be so sure of yourself. If you're so stubborn now, what if you actually have a son and name him Kakashi? Wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?"

"Hmph, I would never choose such a terrible name!"

Shuo Mao persisted once again.

Although he was talking to Zixiao, he was reading the comic book quite quickly, and soon he had turned to chapter eight.

With this chapter, the test for Class 7 is considered over.

“A ninja is a group… Ha, Akabane himself doesn’t do that.”

They both sneered at the same time.

As teammates, they knew Akabane better than the others.

Akabane would never miss an opportunity to slack off; there were only a handful of people in the entire Hidden Leaf Village who could control him.

"I'm more curious about Kirigakure."

Seeing the two minor Mist Ninja, Sakumo's mood became somewhat somber.

The ninjas of Kirigakure are skilled in assassination, and their clan's swordsmanship also leans towards assassination.

If he could have participated in the War of the Land of Whirlpools, his strength might have improved greatly, but unfortunately... in order to complete the mission, he had to return.

"There will be a chance. The battle in the Land of Whirlpools won't end so easily."

Zi Xiao comforted her softly.

According to his speculation, the turmoil in the Land of Whirlpools might last for a very long time.

"I hope so. I really want to learn their assassination techniques."

Sakumo said something, then closed the comic book.

However, at that moment, a voice entered my ears.

"Lord Danzo has ordered you to go to the Land of Waves to purge and incorporate the rogue ninja there."

"The Country of Waves!"

Shuo Mao and Zi Xiao were slightly surprised. Wasn't this the small country mentioned in the Akabane manga?

"That's right. When you go this time, you must not reveal your identity as Konoha ninjas. Your main focus should be on hiding and protecting yourselves. These are also Lord Danzo's original words."

The ANBU ninja continued.

"We cannot reveal our identity as Konoha ninjas... In other words, if we are discovered, we must kill them."

Zi Xiao took a deep breath and said.

"Yes."

After saying this, Anren formed a hand seal and instantly disappeared.

Chapter 50 The Child of Destiny? Hah!

When Kazama Sato returned from his promotional tour and saw that half of the manga had been sold, his face beamed like a chrysanthemum.

As for money, he wasn't worried.

Wochao Village is only so big; if someone takes a comic book, their parents will inevitably come and pay them.

Even though Kazama Sasuke transported the book from Konoha, increasing the price by 20 taels, the total price of 120 taels per book was still not expensive.

"You have to give me a sufficient commission for this promotion."

Akabane said in a low voice, "Do you know how tired I am from drawing so many pictures?"

"Definitely, definitely..."

Kazama chuckled dryly, inwardly cursing inwardly.

tired?

They're all busy working, what does it have to do with you?

He secretly envied the ninjas; it was so convenient. If he knew that technique, he wouldn't need to do any work himself either.

"By the way, Lord Sarutobi has something to discuss with you and needs you to come see him."