"Boss, are you making dumplings?" Shisui asked as he looked at the glutinous rice in the backyard. "It's almost Yuanji time."

"Yes, there are still a few more weeks."

The curly-haired youth's eyes narrowed into slits as he sighed in satisfaction. "It's time to eat Yuanji dumplings again. Rice wine, meatballs, and Yuanji dumplings. Perhaps this is the true meaning of life."

Banzi thought coldly. Perhaps this was the reason why the Uchiha had not achieved such a state!

Uchiha Shisui had been sent to spy on her a few years ago because of Naruto. After his stupidity had been discovered by her, he had calmly pretended that nothing had happened. Furthermore, he had taken the opportunity to enter her house and freeload on her food and drinks. Where was the pride of the Uchiha?

Where was his integrity?!

This Curly Hair, who could be easily dominated by sweets, was actually called a genius of the Uchiha race. He was the cornerstone of their strength. Had the Uchiha race been completely blinded by sweets?

She would never allow the Uchiha under her leadership to degenerate into such a state in the future. What was the difference between a Uchiha addicted to sweets and Hashirama?

Due to Uchiha Shisui being a negative example, her fighting spirit had been reignited many times when she had doubts about becoming the tribe leader.

Banzi led the black-haired Curly Hair into the shop. The small courtyard was quiet, with only the sound of cicadas chirping along the way.

"Where's Senior Kashiwa Moritte?" Shisui asked curiously.

Banzi and Zuo Ciyi had met two ninjas looking for Kashiwa Moritte on the way back. The ninjas had handed over the scrolls and left. After moving the goods back home, Kashiwa Moritte had hurriedly left. Perhaps it was a mission or something of the sort.

Banzi was not interested in this at all. "He went out to handle some matters."

Shisui sighed. "So that's how it is."

It was a rare opportunity to lure a younger generation to pay a visit to the legendary first generation head, yet in the end, he wasn't here.

Shisui lazily followed Banzi. Sure enough, he saw Itachi waiting obediently in the shop. The thirteen-year-old ninja with black hair and black eyes was sitting upright in his seat with a straight face.

"That's why I waited for a long time and didn't see you, so I went to the back to look for you," Shisui explained.

That was not the case. Senior Shisui asked him to wait in the shop, and then immediately slipped away to climb the wall. Looking at the way he climbed the wall, he seemed to be a habitual offender. Considering that the desserts brought by senior every time were very good, Itachi sensibly kept silent.

Speaking of which, she was working in the backyard just now, so she might not have heard it.

Banzi turned her face away and noticed a small Uchiha on the seat. His skin was white and his eyes were big. His hair was tied into a small braid at the back of his head. Two shallow lines of tears made him look young and mature.

"Shisui -kun, this is?"

"Oh, my younger generation, Uchiha Itachi." Shisui introduced. "Itachi, this is Banzi's boss."

Itachi stood up and bowed seriously to greet. Little Uchiha's extremely graceful behavior made Banzi admire him greatly. See, this is the image of a younger generation in her mind. He is polite and knows when to advance and when to retreat.

Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi, one belonged to the Root, and the other worked for the Anbu. Although they were in different departments, both of them received the task of monitoring the Inner Wheel Banzi. In Itachi's opinion, the so-called monitoring task should be to hide in the dark and observe the other party.

Just like what he did a few days ago, he should report to his superiors.

"Boss, boss, is there any red bean soup today?"

Indeed, now can be said to be carrying out a task, but this is too open. Ninjas are not supposed to hide and hide. What is with this old man's appearance!

Banzi rummaged through the small freezer. "There are some more. Itachi, what do you want to eat?"

Shisui leaned on the wooden table and rubbed Itachi's soft hair. "The meatballs I brought you before were all made by the boss. They are very good, right? Do you want some?"

So the meatballs before were all made by this woman?

Itachi narrowed his eyes and thought. He hesitated shamefully. He really wanted to leave now to do the task, but if he went back, he would definitely be stopped by Shisui senior. Since he promised senior to come out, he can't break the promise. Here, he will follow Shisui senior. By the way, he didn't particularly want to eat meatballs, and he didn't decide to stay because he heard there were meatballs.

Black curly haired Uchiha didn't sit properly, while black long straight haired Uchiha was reserved. She immediately judged the two Uchiha in her mind. Madara was even more satisfied. Sure enough, black long straight hair is a qualified Uchiha.

The red bean soup was kept at room temperature, and the stored raw meatballs only needed to be cooked before eating. It was a very simple dish. The plain dessert was placed on a wooden plate, and according to the customer's preference, some supplementary ingredients were added. Banzi didn't know Itachi's taste, so she simply served a small portion of matcha, soybeans, and powdered sugar.

Little Uchiha cheeks puffed up as he ate the meatballs seriously. If you ignored the bitter sweetness in Uchiha Shisui's plate, his eating manners could be considered refined and polite.

"Boss, I remember when you first came to Konoha, you were a teacher." Shisui rested his cheek on his hand and recalled. "Why did you open a shop later?"

"If I open a shop, I have more time. I can't stand working from five to nine."

Banzi pursed her lips. She was already so busy over there. If she still worked here, it would be no different from Tobirama Sentete.

"Boss, have you opened a shop before? Your cooking is really good."

In fact, it wasn't just desserts. Occasionally, when they had the opportunity to freeload dinner, Shisui found that Banzi was proficient in almost everything.

"Maybe?"

Banzi said uncertainly. Before she came to Konoha, she had been traveling to various countries as a traveler. Opening a shop was also a sudden interest, but she vaguely felt that she had done this before.

After eating and drinking.

Shisui remembered the purpose of looking for the boss today. He took out a handful of strange-looking kunai covered with strange symbols and handed it to Banzi.

The kunai was wrapped in talisman paper from head to toe. The edges of the paper were yellowed, indicating that it had been there for a long time.

"What is this?"

Shisui smiled and didn't explain. "Boss, please keep it with you. I can't tell you the reason, but it will be better for you to keep it with you."

Banzi frowned. "How do I use this?"

Shisui pinched a corner of the talisman paper and gestured. "Tear off all the talismans on it and hold the kunai tightly."

Banzi was silent for a long time. In her heart, she understood that it was probably because of Naruto.

It wasn't difficult to find out the details. Banzi was a civilian, so her knowledge was limited. However, after adopting Naruto, she could still recognize the presence of ninjas around her. The target couldn't be her, so it could only be Naruto. This kind of surveillance was actually a kind of protection. Banzi's perception was weakened. As long as the ninja hiding in the dark didn't disturb her normal life, Banzi didn't care.