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Since I decided to go to Captain Fuyue in the afternoon, I will settle lunch in the guard.
After eating a large pot of braised beef, and then eating a plate of nearly ten large rice balls with seaweed soup, Saitama ignored the strange eyes of other members around him and went straight to Fuyue's office.
He saw Fu Yue enter the office there early in the morning, so he should be there now.
Wandering around the guard's office, Saitama didn't see Fuyue, so he had to go to the office of the guard next to him. The two places are not far away, and the office building is far away from each other.
Showing off the security badge that he hadn't used once since he received it, he walked to the door of Fu Yue's office under the eyes of a group of people.
"Hello!" Knocked on the door, Qiyu stood at the door, waiting for the people inside to tell him to go in.
Saitama has already asked just now, and Fugaku is in the office at the moment, so there will be no such thing as running in vain again.
"Please come in!" Uchiha Fugaku's voice was still so calm, maybe this is the common characteristic of middle-aged people, right?Although Fu Yue is only about 30 years old.
"Crench!"
"Oh!"
Pushing the door open and closing it again, Saitama's set of movements flowed smoothly.
"Eh? Qitama!" Fuyue didn't expect it to be Qitama, and found the security team here.
"What's the matter?" Fu Yue was very forgetful, and seemed to have forgotten the task he told Qi Yu not long ago.
Putting the document in his hand on the table, Fuyue just read a report on the family business. The security team usually didn't need him to deal with some trivial matters.
"It's about the mission, Captain." Saitama had to remind Fu Yue when he walked to the table and stood still.
"Oh! I understand." Fu Yue raised his head and leaned back.
"Qitama is ready?" Fu Yue looked at the "boy" in front of him?Although Saitama is only seven years old, not yet eight years old, but with this physique, let's count it as a teenager.
"Yes. The captain can tell me the details of the mission first." Saitama nodded with a very focused expression.
"The mission is actually very simple. It is to escort an important person back to the capital. However, due to the special identity of the mission target, the danger involved is not small."
Fuyue thought for a while and said.
"Is that all?" Saitama didn't believe that such a task would make Fugaku as distressed as before.
"That is to say, during the mission process, there may be a large number of Jonin siege and kill targets, and there should be nothing special about it." Fuyue's tone was very relaxed, as if he was talking about a common matter.
"In that case." Saitama rubbed his chin, this task is indeed a bit difficult.
"The task time is still early, and the target task is still in Muye Village. It seems that you have to wait until the New Year is over before getting up and leaving. So you still have time to prepare, and you can drink Sen's Xijiu by the way." Fuyue smiled and said in a teasing tone .
"You are the only one on this mission! Can you do it?" The tone became more serious, and Fuyue once again emphasized that although Saitama is very talented, talent does not mean immediate combat power.
"Then let me know when the time comes!" Saitama turned and left, raising his hand.
"This kid!" Watching Qiyu open the door and leave, Fuyue patted the back of his head.
"Don't let me down, Qitama!" His eyes were a little heavy, Fugaku didn't want to entrust this task to Qitama at first, but who made Qitama the only person he trusted now who was qualified?
Chapter 38
The New Year is coming as scheduled, and even though there are constant wars, it still hasn't disturbed people's festive mood for the New Year. Every house is decorated with lanterns and festoons, which is very lively.
The first day after the New Year is Sen's wedding day.Early on, Qiyu changed into the new clothes Granny Xiang prepared for him yesterday.The upper body is still the high-necked top that the Uchiha family has not changed for many years, and the lower part is specially replaced by the warm fleece slacks because of the cold weather.
"Mother-in-law, I'm going out to attend a colleague's wedding today. I don't think I'll be back for a day. Be careful at home."
After getting up together and packing everything, Saitama directly told Granny Xiang about her plans for the day.
"Hey! Well, didn't you say it once yesterday, why is it more verbose than me?" Uchiha Xiang sat on a leisure stool below, as if she had already had breakfast and was digesting there.
"Then I'm leaving, mother-in-law!"
Because today is Mori's wedding day, Saitama is going to go early, so I can do a favor, or see the excitement?
He didn't bring any weapons on his body, and Saitama was lightly dressed.After all, it's someone else's wedding, bringing some strange things over there will always make the host family emotional.
"Hey! Saitama." Just a few hundred meters away, a voice came from behind.
"Yo, isn't this Nagisa?" Saitama knows who it is without looking back, after all, she has been together for so long.
Folding his hands behind his head, Saitama stood still and waited for Nagisa to catch up with him.
"Hey! It's so early for Qitama!" Nagisa walked to Qitama's side in a treacherous way, still with dark circles under his eyes.
"Isn't this to go early, don't you too?" Saitama shrugged.
"I didn't even eat breakfast. I just woke up and saw you passing by my house, so I just followed out." Nagisa turned and pointed to a nearby house.
"Huh?" After getting along for so long, Qiyu really didn't know that Nagisa lived so close to him.
"That's okay, I didn't eat either, let's go to Mori's to eat big food." Saitama smiled, and such words did not make him feel ashamed at all.
"Hey!" Nagisa nodded in agreement.
Mori invited all the members of the guard himself without waiting for Saitama to speak in the guard yesterday, and Nagisa was naturally on the trip.
"What did you do last night?" Saitama looked at Nagisa's dark circles that were comparable to Izuo Jinchuriki.
"Hehe, you understand, Saitama." Nagisa patted the back of his head.
