Killing his way through the ninja world, starting from being adopted by the second generation!

Lian Ye didn't disturb him; he was exhausted and needed a good night's sleep.

Place the book next to your pillow and drift off to sleep peacefully.

That night, he had a dream he hadn't had in a long time.

However, it was no longer the laboratory as before, but a dream in which I learned the Flying Thunder God Technique and roamed freely throughout the ninja world.

When Lianye woke up the next day, she remembered the scene in her dream and was immediately motivated.

He immediately sat up in bed, picked up the theory book on the table, and began to study it diligently.

If you lack talent, then make up for it with hard work and perseverance!

The thought of learning the Flying Thunder God technique made him even more eager to read.

Before they knew it, it was noon, and Lian Ye had read most of the book in her hands.

"Is it already noon?"

Gazing at the sunlight outside the window, he slowly closed the book and rubbed his temples wearily.

Lianye rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Studying is a high-intensity mental activity, so you must treat yourself to something good at noon.

In addition, I've been on missions for a while now, and I'm getting sick of eating the same military rations every day. I really need some good food to soothe my aching stomach.

With that in mind, he went to the kitchen after washing up.

Lianye walked into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, and began to busy herself.

He first neatly arranged the fresh ingredients on the cutting board, then took out a sharp knife and skillfully cut the vegetables into even small pieces, and the meat was also cut into uniformly thin slices.

Rinse the rice and steam it until cooked. At the same time, set up an iron pot on the stove and pour in shiny oil.

As the oil temperature rises, the aroma of scallions, ginger, and garlic quickly spreads.

He slid the marinated fish fillets into the pan, where they sizzled in the oil and soon turned golden brown.

Next, he boiled water in another pot, added noodles, and gently stirred them with long chopsticks.

The side dishes were added to the pot one by one. The pink of the shrimp, the emerald green of the vegetables, and the brownish-yellow of the mushrooms intertwined in the pot, and the soup gradually became thick and fragrant.

Before long, a table full of delicious food was laid out on the stove.

Bright red sweet and sour pork ribs, fragrant seafood noodles, and fresh and refreshing stir-fried seasonal vegetables.

Lianye sat down at the dining table, filled her bowl with rice, picked up a piece of pork rib, and bit into it. The crispy outer shell wrapped around the tender meat, instantly awakening her taste buds.

He ate heartily, thoroughly enjoying the delicious meal he had prepared himself.

This time, unlike usual, he didn't immediately send it to Tobirama Senju after it was finished.

There's no way to resist the aroma; it's just too good.

I've been eating military ration pills for a month, and I'm almost sick of them.

Finally, we see normal food. Who can resist eating it?

As for Tobirama Senju?

Let's talk about it after he's finished eating...

Anyway, that old guy is in Konoha every day, so he's not worried about not having good food.

It's impossible for Tobirama Senju to ignore the delicious food in the village and eat soldier's rations like him, right?

After the meal, Renye leaned back on the tatami mat, patted her slightly bulging belly, and let out a burp without any regard for her image.

Although he hadn't cooked for a long time, his culinary skills were still on point, and a delicious meal swept away all the fatigue of the month.

Only a few drops of sauce and scattered bones remained on the table.

He slowly got up and took out a food container from the cupboard.

"I accidentally ate too much."

Lian Ye looked at the leftover food on the table and scratched her head awkwardly.

He couldn't help but wonder, would that old guy really be willing to eat it with this kind of appearance?

If I remember correctly, Tobirama Senju was very particular about the presentation of food.

It's obvious that this guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Lian Ye had intended to make another one, but it was already late, and making another one would definitely take a lot of time.

By then, Tobirama Senju would most likely have already eaten lunch.

In that case, wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain?

Thinking of this, Lianye gave up the idea of ​​cooking again.

"Fine, eat it or don't, it's up to you."

He crammed the leftovers into the food box, the sticky sauce from the sweet and sour pork ribs smeared all over the sides, the wilted stir-fried vegetables were piled up to the side, and the seafood noodle soup had soaked the noodles until they were swollen.

Looking at the appetizing lunch, Lian Ye forced a smile and silently closed the lid of the food box.

"Never mind, that guy won't be picky anyway."

If you're being picky, just pretend he didn't say anything; the presentation is indeed terrible.

He could already picture Tobirama Senju's furious expression...

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Hokage's office.

Tobirama Senju was working on the documents on his desk, glancing at the clock on the wall every now and then, muttering to himself.

"It's already this late, why hasn't that kid brought the food over yet?"

As the Hokage, he naturally knew that Renya had returned to the village last night.

During this period, he was busy processing documents from the front lines and had no time to go home, so he could only rest in the office.

I thought Lian Ye would bring me food like before, but so much time has passed and he still hasn't come.

Tobirama Senju couldn't help but wonder if Renya had forgotten?

You see, he deliberately skipped breakfast to save room for the delicious food Lian Ye would bring...

But now, Lianye hasn't come; she must have forgotten about it.

"That kid is really something, he doesn't even bring me food." Tobirama Senju shook his head, opened a drawer and took out a soldier's ration pill.

He had just put the soldier's ration pill into his mouth when he sensed Ren Ye's chakra getting closer and closer.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tobirama Senju spat the soldier's ration pill in his mouth into the trash can at his feet, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

Looks like this kid hasn't forgotten.

His years of dedicated teaching have truly paid off...

He started pretending to process the documents, wondering what delicious food the kid had made for him.

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've had any of Lianye's cooking.

Tobirama Senju was so sick of eating those soldier rations that he was about to throw up. Finally, he could eat something better.

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and Lianye walked in carrying a food box.

"Uncle, I've brought you your food."

"This time the bento is half an hour later than before." Without pausing, Tobirama Senju spoke without looking up.

No one noticed that he was staring intently at the food box in Lian Ye's hand, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Upon hearing this, Lian Ye explained without blushing or skipping a beat, "I was cultivating and didn't pay attention to the time."

He placed the food container on the table and slowly opened the lid. "There wasn't enough time, so I just made something quick. Please make do with this for now."

At first, Tobirama Senju didn't pay any attention to these words.

But when he opened the food box, his expression froze.

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"This is the lunch you prepared for me?!"

It took Tobirama Senju a long while to recover from his shock, and he looked at Renya with disbelief.

The food box contained a mixture of sweet and sour pork ribs and stir-fried vegetables.

There was also a bowl of seafood noodles next to it, but the noodles seemed to have clumped together.

Tobirama Senju's eyelids twitched wildly, and he couldn't help but wonder if this was really Renya's cooking.

Could it have been picked up from the restaurant's trash can?!

Its unappetizing appearance makes it impossible to have any appetite.

"Uncle, eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold," Lian Ye urged.

When he packed the food up, it was only slightly warm; if he didn't eat it now, it would get really cold.

Tobirama Senju looked at Renya suspiciously, "You didn't drug me, did you?"

Is this really the kind of food this kid can cook?

Could it be that my cooking skills have deteriorated due to being away on missions for so long?

"Uncle, it just doesn't look very appealing, but it tastes pretty good." Renya seemed to notice Tobirama's confusion and explained, "Yes, this is what I made..."

He certainly wouldn't admit that the food was leftovers.

Otherwise, this old guy would definitely explode!

Senju Tobirama stared at the unappetizing food in the lunchbox, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly.

Under Lian Ye's expectant gaze, he used his chopsticks to pick up a clump of noodles, the sauce stretching into sticky strands.

The moment it enters your mouth, the salty and savory flavors, mixed with just the right amount of sweet and sour, spread across your tongue.

Even when cold, the noodles retain their chewy texture, and the hidden minced garlic and balsamic vinegar in the side dishes unexpectedly awaken the taste buds.

With one bite, Tobirama Senju knew it was Renya's cooking, and his tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

Although it didn't look very appealing, it tasted surprisingly delicious.

Even though he hasn't cooked for a long time, this kid's cooking skills are still at their best!

He picked up another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and the moment his teeth bit through the crispy shell, the warm meat juices, along with the sweet aroma of caramel, burst in his mouth.

Despite its disheveled appearance, Lian Ye's control over the cooking time was impeccable.

As he swallowed the last mouthful of seafood noodles, he put down his chopsticks, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the rim of the bowl.

Actually, he wanted to drink seafood noodle soup, but he didn't have a spoon.

And since Lian Ye is standing here, he can't just pick up the bowl and drink from it, can he?

Saving face is very important to him.

Tobirama Senju couldn't afford to lose face like that...

"Uncle, is the taste alright?" Lian Ye asked smugly, looking at the empty food box.

He knew that the old man would never be picky.

Tobirama Senju nodded slightly. "The taste is good, but you need to practice your knife skills and plating again."

"Okay, I understand." Lian Ye nodded in agreement.

Tobirama Senju would never have imagined that these dishes were all leftovers from Renya's meals.

Lian Ye kept this matter to herself and would never tell this old man.

Tobirama Senju had a very severe case of mysophobia.

Several years ago, the two had already started serving meals separately.

Lianye always divides her cooking into two portions, one for each person, so they can eat their own.

Actually, separate meals are a tradition in the ninja world.