The next day, Ninja Academy.
Before class started, Ikkaku Umino informed the class about the suspension of Kota and the other two, but no one cared.
The three of them were not popular. Kota bullied classmates, Tetsuo acted like a dog relying on its master's power, and Seio was full of bad ideas.
Except for Shinnosuke, the Hokage's son, everyone else in the class had been harassed by these three guys more or less. Not clapping to celebrate was already giving Ikkaku Umino face.
"It's really refreshing without those annoying guys getting in the way~"
Kushina chuckled, lying lazily on the table, tilting her head to look at Minato. "Minato's main body came to school too."
"Can't help it, after all, something like that happened..." Minato smiled helplessly.
Actually, it was because his main energy was currently focused on the training of Nature Transformation.
Cultivating Light Style was originally an excuse. The strength of the Devil Fruit was related to physique. Although it was his main means of combat, it wasn't what he should be training at this stage.
The most important thing was that if he didn't come to school, he would be alone at home during the day.
Nawaki and Kushina were both at school. Although Tsunade hadn't been on missions recently, she wasn't idle either.
In addition to going to the hospital to help, she also went to accompany Mito Uzumaki every now and then.
Moreover, as a Jonin, even if there were no missions, she had to sit at the Jonin Station every day in case of emergencies. (Official setting, the place where Kakashi and Asuma chatted during the Chunin written exam.)
Plus, picking up and dropping off Minato, and accompanying him to buy groceries, she hadn't been to the gambling den for a while.
Tsunade seemed to have forgotten this hobby; Minato hadn't heard her mention it for a long time.
"So nice. If only every day could be like this in the future..."
Sunlight projected into the classroom. Kushina basked in the sun and said lazily.
"Kushina, repeat what I just said."
Ikkaku Umino's voice came, and Kushina stood up in a panic.
"Eh? Yes..."
Kushina stood up hurriedly and cast a pleading look at Minato.
Minato pressed his notebook with his arm and pushed it towards Kushina calmly.
Kushina subconsciously read out the words on the notebook: "During class... listen carefully to the lecture?"
"Hahahaha..."
Hearing Kushina's words, the class burst into laughter.
Realizing what she said, Kushina blushed and looked at Minato with puffed cheeks.
Ikkaku Umino's mouth twitched. "Forget it, as long as you know. Sit down."
"Really, Minato is so mean!"
After sitting down, Kushina waved her small fist at Minato.
Minato looked at her with a smile, a trace of slyness flashing in his eyes. He also felt it would be nice if every day could be like this in the future.
And the following days, just as the two expected, were peaceful and warm.
Minato went to school, cooked, and trained every day.
Kushina was like a follower; wherever Minato's main body was, she followed.
However, this immutable rhythm of life made some people in the dark anxious.
For example, Danzo was eager to make a move on Kushina, but unfortunately, this girl followed closely behind Minato every day, and Tsunade picked them up and dropped them off, leaving him no chance at all.
For another example, Fugaku hadn't found a suitable opportunity to contact Minato until now.
In this calm, another two months passed quietly in the blink of an eye.
Scattered snowflakes fell quietly in the sky, and then, taking advantage of the night, covered the village with a thick, pure white snow blanket.
"It's snowing!"
It happened to be the weekend. Early in the morning, Kushina ran happily into the yard, scooped up a ball of snow, and threw it into the sky.
"It's snowing..."
Minato held a teacup, his legs tucked into the kotatsu (a heated table with a blanket over it), looking very comfortable.
Tsunade lay opposite Minato, most of her body huddled under the quilt.
Nawaki also wanted to crawl in, but due to limited space, he was kicked out by Tsunade and could only cover his legs like Minato.
Minato glanced at Nawaki. "I have another kotatsu at my house. Do you want to bring it over?"
"No need!"
Before Nawaki could speak, Tsunade spoke up.
The size of this kotatsu was just right. As for the reason...
Tsunade turned over gently, and her tender little foot seemed to inadvertently rest on Minato's crossed legs.
Minato paused in his tea drinking. From his angle, he couldn't see Tsunade's expression. Not knowing if the other party did it intentionally, he didn't remove it.
But in his heart, there was some indescribable throbbing...
"This weather is perfect for drinking tea and enjoying the snow scene. If you're afraid of the cold, go back to your room~" Tsunade said lazily.
Nawaki looked at Minato. "Minato, aren't you cold?"
"Not cold."
Minato smiled. He was light!
The advantage of Logia types was here. As long as it wasn't an environment that specifically countered him, he basically wouldn't be affected by the environment.
Especially abilities like Ice, Snow, Fire, Magma, Light, and Thunder, which inherently possessed extreme cold or extreme heat characteristics.
Minato wasn't afraid of the cold because light itself possessed extremely high heat, so there was no need to worry about the cold.
But Nawaki was indeed made of flesh and blood...
"It's snowing. Let's eat something hot today? Like hot pot or something?"
Minato thought for a moment and suggested.
"Great! What kind?"
Hearing this, Nawaki stopped complaining about the cold and looked at Minato eagerly.
"Eat... a kind of hot pot you probably haven't eaten before. How about it?" Minato asked.
"Wait a moment, I'll go get a pen to take notes!"
Hearing that he hadn't eaten it before, Nawaki hurriedly ran to get paper and pen. "Go ahead."
"Mantis shrimp, dried scallops, river crabs, seaweed..."
Minato listed everything needed.
This was a common dried seafood soup base in the north in his previous life. It tasted delicious and was very suitable for instant-boiled mutton.
"Wait, are you used to eating sesame paste?" Minato asked suddenly.
There was sesame paste in the ninja world, but it was used for seasoning, and the taste was slightly different, requiring other auxiliary ingredients to adjust.
"As long as Minato makes it, I'll definitely be used to it!" Nawaki patted his chest.
"Very good. Buy another three catties of lamb. That's about it."
"Then I'm going out!"
Nawaki rushed out of the house impatiently.
The tender feet in Minato's embrace suddenly moved, toes curling gently, rubbing lightly against his stomach.
"Minato, come build a snowman together too!"
In the yard, Kushina called out.
Minato was about to speak when Tsunade suddenly clamped his pajamas with her toes and pulled down gently.
"I'll pass. I'll drink tea and warm up for a while. I have to prepare hot pot at noon. Why don't you let the clone accompany you?"
Minato put down the teacup, calmly reached his left hand under the kotatsu, and patted the little mischievous foot clamped on his clothes. Only then did the other party let go obediently.
"Alright..."
Kushina didn't pester him too much. After all, Minato still had to cook, so she turned to play with the clone.
Under the kotatsu, Tsunade turned slightly sideways and glanced in the direction Kushina left.
For some reason, she felt a different kind of excitement in her heart at this moment...
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