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L.L.H: Chapter 315: Concert

The next day, before noon.

Uzumaki Ichiraku Ramen.

Knock! Knock!

Two quick knocks on the door made Masahiko open his sleepy dimly.

Yesterday, after playing poker all night, Masahiko noticed how the two kids looked too sleepy, so he put the table and chairs away, then made two small beds with Wood Release, so Haku and Kimimaro can sleep the night.

Sara went back to the second floor bedroom, while Masahiko didn’t bother going back home and made a big bed in the hall.

Unexpectedly, less than two hours after, someone knocked on the door and interrupting his sleep.

“God? Is it dawn?” Not far away, Kimimaro’s voice emitted.

Masahiko didn’t bother getting up, “It was dawn before going to bed. You should ask if it’s dark.”

“God, is it dark?”

On the other side, Haku seemed to be doing better, “Elder, someone is knocking on the door. Should I go open the door?”

Masahiko closed his eyes slightly, then opened his perception, and felt a bit stunned for a moment, “It’s Konan, open the door.”

The knock on the door outside suddenly stopped, then Konan whispered, “You’re not here? Where did you go?” She was about to turn and leave when Haku finally opened the door.

Konan smiled with joy, “Sensei, finally! You need to wake up!”

Masahiko half-closed his eyes and didn’t get up, “What’s so urgent?”

Konan paused, shook her head, and said, “Nagato, Nagato is going to have a concert!”

“Oh?” Masahiko replied lazily, “Tape it for me. I’ll see it later…”

“What?” Konan looked confused, “But the Hachibi’s Jinchuriki is here too!”

Masahiko patted his head, “He’s here again? Did he sneak out?”

Of course, he wasn’t excited. Although his voice is a little bit disturbing when it comes to rap, Nagato is still reliable… some people like to listen to it and forget about the voice.

Killer Bee is different. The guy has not talents.

Konan shook her head, “No, he’s here on behalf of Kumogakure to make peace. In the years when you disappeared, they didn’t pay up a few times…”

“Is that so? I see…”

Masahiko lay back and frowned.

In the past ten years, because they were defeated in the Second Shinobi World War, Masahiko took the opportunity to sing an unequal treaty. Every year, the Land of Thunder must pay 70% of their income to the Land of Whirlpools.

Masahiko has disappeared for five years. After the third year, the Raikage stopped the payment. It was the New Year, and this was the time for another payment. The Fourth Raikage asked Killer Bee to come. Instead, it was obvious that he wanted to use his best card… but it ended up being the rap card.

Lying on the bed, closing his eyes, and pondering, Masahiko ended up shaking his head speechlessly.

The Raikage wanted the Killer Bee to be a peacemaker, and the Killer Bee wanted to have a concert. It’s estimated that his older brother will beat him to death when he returns to Kumogakure.

“The Uzumaki won’t survive this.” Masahiko rubbed his eyes, sat up, and put on his coat.

“Kimimaro, Haku, continue to sleep. You don’t need to practice today, just refine your Chakra for a while, and stay in the store and listen to your Sister Sara.”

“Yes, God.”

“Yes, Great Elder.”

After arranging things, Masahiko turned to Konan and said, “Let’s take a look.”


Outside the hall of the Uzumaki Patriarch.

Masahiko saw Minato walking in front of the door back and forth. Minato, who always has a sunny smile on his face, was frowning at this time, which made Masahiko almost laugh.

He could imagine how much suffering he had to withstand while keeping an eye on both of the rappers inside.

“Great Elder.” The moment he saw Masahiko, Minato breathed a sigh of relief and greeted him.

“Thanks for the hard… puff, bwahaha.” Masahiko couldn’t hold his laugh, which made Minato’s face dark.

After taking a look at Minato and Konan, Masahiko shook his head, “You can stay outside. I can solve this alone.”

Masahiko waved his hand, pushed the door, and walked in.

What caught his eyes is… the two Malaysian monkeys in the room.

“Sing if you want to sing, but what are you going with your hands?” Masahiko slammed the door open.

“Sensei, you’re here.” Nagato’s hand on his chest slowly moved up, scratching his head, and smiled wryly.

Killer Bee was the opposite. The hand on his chest slowly moved down, then put it on his waist with a full of horror.

Masahiko was startled. What does he mean by this?

He had forgotten that when he was fighting with Madara, the Fourth Raikage and Killer Bee tried to interrupt and got knocked out.

The Fourth Raikage tried to punch the Susanno but got slammed like a bug and stayed in bed for two days, while Killer Bee was kicked in his butt by Masahiko… and he slept on his stomach for more than a month.

Seeing Masahiko now, he unconsciously covered his butt.

“Yo… cough…”

Killer Bee wanted to break this embarrassing scene with some rap, but Masahiko glared at him.

“Speak properly, and don’t cover your big fat ass in front of me.”

Nagato pulled a chair over and smiled flatteringly, ”Sensei, sit down and let’s talk.”

Masahiko glanced at him, sat down boldly, and looked at the Killer Bee, “The Fourth Raikage asked you to come?”

Killer Bee’s face twitched for a while, trying to hold back the words he wanted to sing, then he squeezed out the word, “um.”

Masahiko laughed and stopped teasing him, “Sit down and talk.”

Killer Bee took a breath of relief; facing Masahiko wasn’t only hard on him but also on the Hachibi, which was extremely nervous inside. He still remembers when he was once beaten with his previous Jinchuriki by Masahiko.

Masahiko continued, “It stands to reason that I would also like to thank you. If it weren’t for you before, I’m afraid that the Land of Whirlpools would have really suffered a lot.”

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome.”

Masahiko’s mouth twitched, and he didn’t know what to say when he saw Killer Bee waving his hand.

After pondering for a long time, Masahiko glared at him, “You’re serious? If Kumogakure dared to attack two years ago, do you believe you would still be alive here and talking after I came back?”

“Yo… cough, I do not believe.” Killer Bee felt extremely uncomfortable, especially with Nagato next to him. He really wanted to show off.

Masahiko smiled and shook his head, “Actually, I didn’t plan to ask for the previous payments. But since you’re thinking of having a concert here, I’ve changed my mind. Pay us all!”

Killer Bee’s face stiffened and turned to say, “Elder, this is your disciple’s concert. I’m only here to sing once before the end.”

Masahiko curled his lips; one is already a killing blow. Are you planning to kill all of us?

Killer Bee winked at Nagato. The two seemed to have reached some agreement; thus, Nagato tried to approach Masahiko with a blushing face.

Masahiko glared at him, but Nagato still tried to explain with a low voice, and Masahiko’s expression gradually eased.

“Is that so?” Masahiko looked strangely at Killer Bee, “Is it your idea?”

Killer Bee was proud, “Yo…”

“Speak properly.”

“Uh, Elder. If it succeeds, I hope that you will forgive us for another year. Because we lost the war, our economic situation is really bad.”

Masahiko pondered for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

“If it succeeds…”