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"That's really scary."

Baiyun Qingye patted her chest, still shaken.

Having just been scrutinized by three mothers with murderous gazes, he was under no less pressure than Tian Tian and the others.

This also reminded Baiyun Qingye of the first time she went to Tiantian's house for dinner.

He thought it would be like going to a friend's house for a free meal, so he didn't think much of it. But when he got there, it felt like being tortured.

Throughout the entire meal, the couple never took their eyes off him.

Especially when he saw Tian Tian constantly putting food on his plate, he worried that he might not be able to leave Tian Tian's house unscathed.

Fortunately, he didn't ride a will-o'-the-wisp.

Otherwise, it would probably have to be released piece by piece.

Indeed, mothers can become quite terrifying when faced with problems related to their children.

However, Ino's personality hasn't changed much since she was a child, while Tenten and Sakura's personalities have matured considerably as they've grown up. Shirakumo Aoba shook her head, no longer thinking about these things.

As the three women left, Bai Yun Qingye, who was standing behind the door, turned around and walked into the house, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The house was finally quiet.

But I couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little empty inside; the house was too quiet.

Although I've long been used to life as an orphan, I still occasionally yearn for a complete family.

boom!

Suddenly, Baiyun Qingye seemed to bump into something soft.

Then she was enveloped in a warm embrace.

"Seriously, those noisy little guys are finally gone."

Uzuki Yugao couldn't help but mutter something in Shirokumo Aoba's ear.

Baiyun Qingye countered with a question.

"Sister Xiyan, aren't you going back yet?"

"Hmm? Is Xiao Qingye trying to send her older sister away?"

Uzuki Yugao was a little unhappy, but couldn't help but make a joke.

"Then, sister won't leave tonight. Little Qingye, do you want to sleep with sister tonight?"

When Uzuki Yugao said this, she was very close to Shirokumo Aoba's ear.

The warm, fragrant breeze and gentle voice fell on Baiyun Qingye's ears, like a kitten scratching at his ear, as if trying to reach his heart.

It made him shudder involuntarily.

He quickly crawled out of Uzuki Yugao's arms, covering his already bright red ears.

This wasn't shyness, but a normal physiological reaction, the kind that gives you goosebumps.

Looking at Uzuki Yugao's ambiguous smile, Shirokumo Aoba's lips twitched. He didn't want to pay attention to her, and even if he wanted to, it wouldn't make a difference.

The hardware does not support it.

"If you don't want to leave, then don't. Uncle hasn't come back yet, and there's still some time before bed. I'll go practice my physical techniques a bit more."

Seeing the white clouds and green leaves return to the courtyard, Uzuki Yugao also showed a faint smile.

He followed the other person outside, and under the moonlight, the two began to practice.

Uzuki Yugao is a disciple of Shirakumo Hayama, and is skilled in swordsmanship as well as physical combat.

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"Shinin Shirokumo, I never expected that someone like you would actually treat us to drinks."

In a small shop, four men were sitting around a wooden table, enjoying their drinks.

Several plates of braised meat and side dishes were placed on the table, meant to accompany drinks.

The person who had just spoken was wearing a black trench coat, with long golden hair simply tied in a high ponytail, and a Konoha ninja headband on his forehead.

His resolute face still carried a hint of coldness, a result of his professional experience in Konoha.

This is none other than Yamanaka Inoichi, the head of the Konoha Analysis Class and the father of Yamanaka Ino.

At this moment, the people surrounding this small square table are all dressed differently, each with their own unique style.

They are Yamanaka Inoichi, wearing a black trench coat; Tenten's father, wearing a white kimono with red trim; and Haruno Cho, wearing a light blue yukata.

Finally, there's Shirakumo Hayama, who always has a stern face.

He also felt a headache after hearing Yamanaka Inoichi's expressionless words.

He didn't want to invite these people to drink with him either.

Hayama Shirakumo is a straightforward person who has no interest in socializing except for sword practice. He is basically just a nodding acquaintance with most of his fellow Jonin.

But he has no choice but to drink this wine today.

He returned from practicing swordsmanship outside, and before he even reached his doorstep, he saw these men walking menacingly toward his house.

Even he, a seasoned jonin who had escaped death countless times, was terrified by that murderous gaze.

He immediately guessed that the problem lay with Baiyun Qingye.

To prevent the last bloodline of the Baiyun family from dying out, Baiyun Yeshan reluctantly stopped the six people.

I plan to treat the three girls' fathers to a nice meal and have a chat.

After all, the murderous aura emanating from those three mothers was much less, so they shouldn't be in any trouble.

"Jonin Shirokumo, neither of us are the type to beat around the bush, so let's just say what we have to say."

"Yes, my Sakura hasn't come home yet, and I'm very worried about her too."

Although Tian Tian's father and Chun Ye Zhao are angry, they are both quite restrained.

Bai Yunyeshan's brain was completely blank right now. Since he had stopped the three of them on a whim, he didn't know what to say.

After thinking for a while, he decided to say some good things about Bai Yun Qingye in front of these three people who might become his future in-laws.

"Speaking of which, my Aoba's talent is quite good, much better than mine was back then. In my opinion, even if Jonin Hatake were this age, he might not be a match for my Aoba."

"Really?"

Baiyun Yeshan's self-praising remarks piqued the interest of the other three people present.

The kids in their family often mention Shirokumo Aoba, but it's all just casual play, and they never talk about anything related to ninjas.

Only Tenten's dad knows a little about it, since Shirokumo Aoba is Tenten's throwing technique teacher, but he himself is not a ninja and only knows that Shirokumo Aoba's throwing technique is powerful, but he doesn't know anything else.

But now that Kakashi has been mentioned, they have to take a serious look at the little boy their daughters have been longing for day and night.

Not only did he set the record for the fastest completion of the Ninja Academy, but he was also the youngest Jonin in Konoha. He has also made countless contributions on the battlefield and is currently the number one ranked Jonin in Konoha.

Most importantly, the other party also has the identity of Minato's team, and is someone who has the opportunity to become Hokage.

The fact that Shirakumo Hayama dared to say that Shirakumo Aoba was no weaker than Kakashi, coupled with the latter's meticulous personality, surprised all three of them.

Seeing the shocked expressions on the three people's faces, Baiyun Yeshan couldn't help but smirk slightly.

"Since Aoba extracted his chakra a year ago, his chakra reserves are now comparable to those of an average genin."

In the ninja world, chakra is the most direct factor in judging a ninja's talent. At five years old, he was no weaker than a genin, a talent that the three acknowledged.

"Furthermore, I have also started teaching Aoba Vacuum Sword in recent days, and he has begun to grasp the basics of chakra nature transformation."

"As long as he gets his chakra level up, Aoba's strength will soon surpass that of a typical Chunin. Before long, Aoba might even break Hatake's Jonin record."

Suddenly, all three of them fell silent.

If Bai Yunqingye truly possesses such talent, coupled with the fact that the other party is a commoner and their daughter is quite fond of him, then he would indeed be a very suitable son-in-law candidate.

But now, the biggest problem still lies before them.

The three of them exchanged glances...