In the early morning, before the sun rose, there was already a young man swinging a sword.
One sword. Two swords. Several swords.
Sato Akira's face was full of seriousness. Although he was not very old, the moment he held the sword, he gave people the feeling of an adult. In particular, it could make people feel a sense of security that they had never felt before. When people saw it, they could not help but believe it.
If you ask Sato Akira the reason, he will say with certainty that it was passed down from his father. The man with golden flashes, known as the little sun. In this respect, he is exactly the same as Naruto.
The daily task given by the system today is to swing the sword a thousand times. Sato Akira held the long sword in his hand and kept swinging it. Draw the sword. Draw the sword. Draw the sword again.
Since he got up in the morning, he has swung 723 swords. With so many swings, it is also a big burden for his current body. But Sato Akira did not stop. He wanted to become stronger. Whether it was to avenge his parents or to protect his still weak brother, he had reasons to become stronger.
997! 998! 999! 1000!
Sato Akira exhaled heavily and immediately put away his sword. At this moment, a voice sounded in his ears.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the sword swinging task a thousand times, and the reward is 0.8% of the system template progress."
"You have unlocked the first template feature of the system, sharp!"
Sharp! The template feature from Tachibana Ukyo. Even though he had traveled through time, Sato Akira still remembered Tachibana Ukyo's figure in the game. That sword that cut everything and was extremely sharp. And now, he has obtained the same ability.
Is this ability strong? Very strong! Because he portrayed the word "cut" to the extreme. In the extreme, nothing can resist being cut. Even if it is an illusion!
Suddenly! The wind blew, and a fallen leaf in the air slowly fell, just landing on Sato Akira's drooping sword. Then, without any pause, the fallen leaf split directly into two halves. Sato Akira narrowed his eyes, his eyes shining.
"Brother, are you here?"
The door was opened, and when Sato Akira turned around, he saw a little head sticking out of the door. The corners of his mouth curled up and he smiled slightly.
"Are you awake?"
"Yeah. I don't know what happened yesterday. I slept for so long. I used to get up very early!"
"Naruto is awesome."
Walking forward, Sato Akira touched Naruto's head lovingly, and then walked into the house.
"Wash up, we'll have breakfast later."
"Eat breakfast?"
Naruto was a little surprised when he heard these two words.
"You're still growing up, you can't go without breakfast."
Sato Akira smiled, "Go!"
"Yeah!" Naruto nodded heavily, and then ran to wash up.
Sato Akira shook his head helplessly. However, when he turned his eyes and swept over the bed, intending to clean it up, he suddenly found that the bed was extremely tidy. Neat and clean. Even the clothes that Sato Akira changed yesterday were neatly folded.
Sato Akira was stunned when he saw this scene.
"Brother, I'm done washing!"
Naruto's figure suddenly appeared. When he found Sato Akira staring at the bed in a daze, the little figure suddenly panicked. Then, he lowered his head.
"I didn't mean to touch my brother's things. I just wanted to help."
Poof!
Naruto thought he would be punished, but he heard Sato Akira's laughter. Look up. A big hand landed on his head without warning. Sato Akira rubbed Naruto's hair unscrupulously.
"This is the first time I've seen such ugly clothes! My foolish brother, I'll teach you next time!"
"Nonsense, the clothes I made are not ugly!" Naruto, who was extremely nervous, suddenly blushed and said with some dissatisfaction.
Sato Akira laughed. Although his clothes were disliked by his brother, at this moment, the smile on Naruto's face became more sincere.
Brother, he said he would teach me!
**Outside the Konoha Maruko Shop**
"Brother, aren't we going to eat ramen?" Naruto looked puzzled.
"Try other foods, maybe Naruto will find food that is more delicious than ramen!" Sato Akira said.
"But." Naruto patted his shriveled pockets and his little face drooped. "I have no money."
"Haha."
Looking at Naruto like this, Sato Akira really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but also felt a little sad. Why did Naruto like ramen from the beginning to the end? Sato Akira thought, this is probably the only delicious thing he had eaten when he was a child? Other delicacies are not bad, but they are simply not available!
"Don't worry, brother has money!"
Sato Akira took Naruto into the meatball shop and asked for two plates of meatballs. While eating, he waited. Sato Akira only ate a few of the two plates of meatballs symbolically, and the rest went into Naruto's stomach. Even after eating the last one, Naruto still felt a little unsatisfied. Sato Akira smiled and asked for two more plates for Naruto.
Bringing Naruto to the meatball shop was not accidental. Sato Akira came here to wait for someone. Waiting for a guy who likes sweets.
After a while, as two people in Uchiha costumes walked in, Sato Akira stretched out his arm and waved there. Then Itachi and Sasuke came over. Four people at a table. Itachi also asked for a plate of meatballs, and after eating one, he pushed all of them to Sasuke with an excuse.
Then, Naruto and Sasuke, the two little guys, ate meatballs face to face. Until the end, the two little guys even looked at each other and couldn't help but compete.
Sato Akira smiled helplessly. Perhaps this is the bond between Ashura and Indra.
"Boss, another plate!" Sato Akira shouted to the boss. As a plate of meatballs was brought up, Sato Akira ate one and pushed the plate directly in front of Itachi.
"I'm full."
Sato Akira stretched, "The rest will be yours. After all, it's not good for children to eat too many sweets."
Listening to Sato Akira's words, Itachi seemed to know that he couldn't refuse. The man in front of him, who had only met twice, seemed to have figured him out. He brought the meatballs over and chewed them slowly.
Itachi himself didn't notice that his originally frowned brows quietly stretched out. Then he immersed himself in the enjoyment of sweets.
"Is it delicious?"
Sato Akira asked suddenly. This question made Itachi tremble. At that moment, he subconsciously let go of all his defenses and immersed himself in the enjoyment. Is this Akira-san's power?
Before Itachi could think about it carefully, Sato Akira's voice came again.
"We agreed to fight, wait until you finish eating."
Hearing Sato Akira's words, Itachi subconsciously put down the meatball and stood up.
However, Sato Akira had expected him to do so, so he said again:
"Wasting food, this is not the example that an elder brother should set for his younger brother!"
These words pressed Itachi, who was about to get up, back into his seat, and he could only finish the meatball obediently.
The two little ones beside Sato Akira and the others looked at each other at the same time after hearing the word "fight". In their eyes, moving little stars flashed.