Restart to love you

"Tsk, if I hadn't felt sorry for Kakashi, I would have..."

"Even so, you wouldn't. Obito is a kind person at heart. Now the old man in Konoha who once received your help is still wondering where you have gone."

"I, I know." Obito lowered his head shyly. "I, I'm busy now. I also need to help Grandma Keiko plant some vegetables for you."

"His personality is exactly like Naruto's, but it's hard to imagine him turning evil."

"Yes, he is an Uchiha in essence. Sasuke, are you back from the mission?"

"It wasn't a big mission, so I came back early. Is the Anbu okay?"

"It's okay. It's a peaceful time now. How can there be so many S-rank missions? The Hokage is also very idle. Mom and uncle are playing around the village."

"Why aren't you going?"

"No, they are all in pairs, what's the point of me going?"

"So you were waiting for me here on purpose?"

"I guess so. I sensed your chakra nearby and came out of the Anbu."

"I'll go to the Hokage and hand in the report, then go back to Anbu to change clothes." Sasuke was now wearing an Anbu uniform.

"Go."

"Won't you come back to ANBU with me?"

"I'm off work. I'll wait for you at the door."

"it is good."

Like any other couple, Lingyue waited for her boyfriend to get off work for the first time, which was quite novel. Anbu's subordinates kept greeting her at the entrance. After about ten minutes of waiting, Sasuke returned, dressed. Finally, he wasn't wearing the revealing clothes he'd worn in the Snake Cave, but the traditional blue and white Uchiha uniform. Sasuke still liked it that way.

Lingyue saw Sasuke coming out and put her arm around Sasuke's right hand, "We haven't had a date in a long time. Let's have a good date while our parents are not around." Every time, either Madara or Izuna were there, and the two of them had never had a serious date.

"Lord Ban will be heartbroken when he hears this." As a daughter-obsessed man, I wonder what he would feel when he hears Yue'er say this in private.

"Ah, they are just worrying too much. I am seventeen years old, not a three-year-old child." I have the double bloodstains of Wood Release and Sharingan. Normal people will not easily provoke me, right?

The two of them strolled hand in hand in the night market. Lingyue looked around, curious about everything, but didn't buy anything. "Sasuke, I want some grilled rice cakes, spicy."

"Okay, boss. One of our grilled rice cakes, spicy."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"One portion is enough. You can't finish it by yourself." He knew Lingyue very well. She was a typical pig with a big appetite but a small one. After eating two bites, the food would all go into her stomach.

"Oh."

As Sasuke expected, Lingyue stopped eating after a few bites. Sasuke obediently ate the spicy rice cakes Lingyue had left. Lingyue seemed uninterested in the other food. "Ah, I can make most of them myself. It's really boring." Lingyue dragged Sasuke to the Hokage Rock again. "Here you can see the whole picture of Konoha. The lights of thousands of houses are so beautiful." The lights sparkled in Lingyue's black pupils.

"Well, people can only be like this if there is no war."

Lingyue leaned on Sasuke's shoulder, a slightly cool breeze blowing, but for Lingyue and Sasuke, who were both ninjas, it was nothing. "It's a bit windy, is it cold?" Yue'er has always been afraid of the cold.

"It's not so cold with you around."

"Uncle, why did you touch my uncle's scroll for no reason? The last time you touched it, we stayed there for a long time. I still want to marry Sasuke, but my age has always been stuck at seventeen, what's going on?" Lingyue saw that the four people came to another inexplicable place, and rarely showed anger to Izuna.

"I just wanted to take a look. How would I know this was a space scroll? Baimao, can you please stop studying these dangerous things in the future? What is this place?" Izuna knew she was in the wrong, but still complained to her lover.

"If I don't study these, how can I optimize Flying Thunder God? Isn't it said to optimize the express delivery industry? I'm just studying how to quickly deliver packages to designated locations."

"Now that it's a peaceful time, people's desire to shop will increase. There's nothing wrong with my uncle doing this, so my uncle can stop being like a child with ADHD, wanting to touch everything."

"I'll be more careful next time." The little uncle is good at acting like a spoiled child.

Ling Yue saw someone in danger from a distance, and used Flying Thunder God to kick away the ninja who was about to attack that person. "You should always leave a way out in everything you do. Aren't you afraid that his relatives will hunt you down if you kill them all like this?" It was obvious that Ling Yue could tell who was weak and who was strong.

"Hmph, his relatives don't care about him, how could they avenge him?" It was obvious that the assassin knew something.

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard this kind of wording. You want to kill someone and you still have to find a reason. Fire escape? Dragon Flame Song." Ling Yue was so angry that she sprayed out a Fire escape.

"From the Uchiha clan?" It was obvious that the assassin was a little afraid of the Uchiha clan.

"Then why don't you retreat? We, the Uchiha clan, have plenty of ways to take revenge."

"Okay, remember this." The assassin left after leaving these harsh words.

Ling Yue turned around and saw that the boy was protected by his tribesmen behind him, "Huajian, are you okay? We are entangled by the enemy and can't get away." After all, he was the young patriarch of the Senju clan.

"I'm fine. She helped me fight off the enemies." Huajian pointed at Lingyue.

"Hi, hello everyone! I'm Uchiha Lingyue, and you are..."

"I'm Senju Kabana, thank you very much for your help." Kabana felt that the girl looked very familiar, but he didn't know where she looked familiar?

"Oh, are you okay? I'm a medical ninja and can help you with treatment." Lingyue's hands also turned into bright green chakra.

"Thank you, I'm fine, just some scrapes that will heal in a moment."

"Hey, dear, why are you running so fast?" Izuna hurriedly chased after him.

"If you're any later, there won't be anyone here." Lingyue also took the dessert from Izuna's hand, "Uncle, it's almost time for lunch, no more desserts allowed." Lingyue handed the dessert to Tobirama mercilessly.

"My dear, you don't love me anymore."

"I love and care for my Sasuke. Little uncle, you just need your uncle's love."

Sasuke helplessly watched Lingyue and his uncle bickering. Kabana, who was standing by, saw their expressions with some envy, which made Sasuke a little confused. "Uncle, are you coming to pick me up in person?" Kabana only knew Tobirama among these people.

"I think it might not be the second uncle you know."

"So this is my mother's child in this world? Why does he look a little..." Lingyue didn't continue.

"I'm weak, right? It's not right for me to be so weak as the child of Hashirama Senju." Kabana smiled self-deprecatingly.

"No, it may be that his power is too strong, which makes you too weak. It's a genetic problem." Ling Yue felt that she had said too much and hurried to comfort him.

"Thank you for saying that." For some reason, Kabana was very kind to the Uchiha in front of him. Isn't this weird?

"Are you Uchiha?" It was obvious that Lingyue and the others' clothes revealed their identities.

"Yes, you see they are from the Uzumaki clan?" The fiery red hair was just missing the word "Uzumaki" and hit their foreheads.

"Yes, we are escorting the young patriarch of the Senju clan back to Konoha."

"Oh." This was strange. Why did this plot feel so familiar? I felt like I'd seen this somewhere before? Hua Jian? Ling Yue glanced at Hua Jian. He had a similar profile to her mother, but perhaps because of her mother, he looked more delicate, without her mother's slightly rugged features. Instead, he looked more like her uncle.

The Konoha where Lingyue and his group came to was relatively not as prosperous as their place. Since the village had just been built, many people were moving in, and it was quite lively with the hustle and bustle of people coming and going.