“Is this the lunch you prepared for me?!”
It took a while for Senju Tobirama to recover from his shock, looking at Renye with an incredulous expression.
Inside the bento box, sweet and sour pork ribs and stir-fried greens were mixed together.
Next to them was a bowl of seafood noodles, but the noodles seemed to have clumped together.
Senju Tobirama’s eyelids twitched wildly. He couldn't help but wonder if Renye had really made this meal.
Could it be that he picked it up from a restaurant’s trash can?!
Such an unappetizing appearance killed any appetite.
“Uncle, eat it while it’s hot. It won’t taste good if it gets cold,” Renye urged.
When he packed the food earlier, it only had a little residual warmth. If he didn't eat it now, it would truly get cold.
Senju Tobirama looked at Renye suspiciously, “You brat, you didn’t poison me, did you?”
Could food of this quality really have been made by this kid?
Could it be that his cooking skills deteriorated after being on missions outside for so long?
“Uncle, it just doesn’t look good, but the taste is still great.” Renye seemed to sense Tobirama’s doubt and explained, “Yes, this is what I made….”
Anyway, there was no way he would say that this food was his leftovers.
Otherwise, this Old Man would definitely blow his top!
Senju Tobirama looked at the unappetizing food in the bento box, his eyebrows subtly twitching.
Under Renye’s expectant gaze, he used his chopsticks to pick up the clumped noodles, which were sticky with sauce.
The moment it entered his mouth, a savory taste mixed with just the right amount of sweet and sour spread across his tongue.
Even though the noodles were cold, they still retained their springy chewiness, and the hidden garlic and balsamic vinegar in the side dishes unexpectedly awakened his taste buds.
After one bite, Senju Tobirama knew this was Renye’s cooking, and his tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.
Although the presentation wasn’t great, the taste was surprisingly delicious.
Even if he hadn’t cooked for a long time, this kid’s culinary skills were still at their best!
He picked up another piece of sweet and sour pork rib. The moment his teeth bit through the crispy shell, warm meat juices, coated in caramelized sweetness, burst into his mouth.
Despite the messy presentation, Renye’s control over the heat was impeccable.
When he swallowed the last bite of seafood noodles, he put down his chopsticks, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the rim of the bowl.
He actually wanted to drink the seafood noodle soup, but he didn't have a spoon.
And with Renye standing there, there was no way he could just pick up the bowl and drink, right?
His pride was very important to him.
He, Senju Tobirama, couldn't afford to lose face like that…
“Uncle, how was the taste?” Renye asked, looking at the empty bento box, somewhat proudly.
He knew this Old Man would never be picky.
Senju Tobirama nodded slightly, “The taste is good, but your knife skills and plating need practice.”
“Mm-hmm, got it,” Renye replied, nodding.
Senju Tobirama would never have guessed that all these dishes were Renye’s leftovers.
Renye silently kept this matter to himself, absolutely not telling this Old Man.
Senju Tobirama had a very severe case of mysophobia.
As early as a few years ago, the two of them had implemented separate meal servings.
When Renye cooked, he always divided it into two portions, one for each, and they ate separately.
In fact, separate meals were a Ninja World tradition.
It was just that Senju Tobirama had mysophobia and insisted on separate meal servings.
Others didn't have much of an opinion; for example, Senju Hashirama quite liked everyone eating together.
If this Old Man knew that these dishes were his leftovers…
The consequences would be unimaginable!
Renye subtly looked at Senju Tobirama, who was wiping his mouth, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It seemed this Old Man hadn’t noticed anything unusual.
After eating, Senju Tobirama felt much better.
This was truly human food. He finally understood why Renye hated soldier pills.
Who would want to eat soldier pills when they could eat delicious food?
If Renye weren’t going on a mission, he would wish that he would come every day to deliver meals to him.
Seeing Senju Tobirama finish eating, Renye started clearing the dishes and asked,
“Uncle, how is Konoha’s situation now?”
He had been on patrol missions in the forest and didn’t understand Konoha’s current situation.
Nara Hon’ya had mentioned it before, but hadn't elaborated.
Upon hearing this, Senju Tobirama pulled out a document from the table and handed it to Renye, slowly saying,
“Currently, various countries have dispatched troops to be stationed in the border regions of the Land of Fire, and they could launch an attack at any time.”
Renye took the document and found that it was a layout map of Konoha and the stationed armies of various countries. A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
What the heck is this drawing?
Why couldn't he understand it?
Are these little dots the stationed armies?
Senju Tobirama didn’t notice Renye’s expression and said, “The document in your hand is the current battle map.”
“Hmm, I see it.”
Renye nodded, emotionlessly placing the document on the table.
Seeing this, Senju Tobirama’s temples throbbed, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Did you understand it, kid?”
If he hadn't seen wrong just now, Renye seemed to have held the map upside down.
“Hmm, I didn’t understand it,” Renye answered truthfully, not forgetting to make an excuse for himself, “Uncle, this map is drawn too sloppily.”
Senju Tobirama’s mouth twitched, and he instinctively rubbed his temples.
He really couldn’t do anything about this guy.
He was already a Jonin, but he couldn’t even read a map.
He wondered how he managed to get to mission locations when he was performing missions before.
Seriously, would he really not fail missions because he couldn’t find the mission location?
In fact, Senju Tobirama had guessed correctly.
Initially, when performing missions, Renye was the one leading the team.
However, after getting lost twice in a row, the guide was changed to Danzo.
“Come here,” Senju Tobirama gestured for Renye to come closer, pointing at the map and saying, “This is how you read a map…”
He felt it was necessary to teach Renye how to read a map.
Lest he encounter a situation where he couldn’t read a map on the battlefield in the future.
Reading a map wasn’t actually difficult; it was just that Renye had never learned it, so he naturally never understood it.
Under Senju Tobirama’s careful guidance, he quickly understood how to read a map.
“So that’s how you read a map…” Renye said with some emotion.
This was vastly different from his initial understanding, no wonder he often got lost.
Senju Tobirama shook his head helplessly, “Alright, if there’s nothing else, you can go back and rest.”
He looked up at Renye, his expression serious: “Cherish your last moments of rest; the real war is about to break out.”
Hearing this, Renye was startled but quickly reacted.
“I understand, Uncle.”
With that, Renye picked up the bento box and left the Hokage Office.
Senju Tobirama was reminding him to rest well during this time and prepare for the impending war.
When the fighting truly began, he would definitely be sent to the front lines.
Senju Tobirama stood by the window, watching Renye leave the Hokage Building, and softly murmured.
“Kid, don’t you dare die…”
PS: Thanks to 【Senju Tobirama Edo Tensei】 for the gift, and thanks to everyone for your support.
Currently, I owe ten chapters in total. I can probably make up six chapters over the weekend, which means ten chapters will be updated in two days, including the four regular updates! The remaining four chapters will be added gradually…