Yahiko replied, "I just heard the sound of running water in her room. She's probably washing up. She'll probably be out in a bit."
As expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Konan pushed open the door and came out. Her blue hair was very noticeable. Speaking of which, in Torifu's family, he had white hair, Amado had black hair, Minato had yellow hair, Yahiko had reddish-orange hair, Konan had bluish-purple hair, and Naori had dark purple hair. Wow, among so many people, only Amado had a normal hair color. Was this a genuine "punk rock" family?
And what Torifu was even more curious about was what color his and Naori's child's hair would be in the future. Light purple?
Konan walked to Yahiko's side. After Yahiko told her about today's arrangements, she was a little disappointed, but she quickly recovered. "Let's practice. Without chakra to support us, we can't learn jutsu."
In comparison, Yahiko seemed a little more like a disobedient child. He always saw himself as the older brother, so he couldn't let Konan look down on him. So he also said, "Let's practice! Who's afraid of whom?"
Torifu tapped him on the head. "Don't be in a hurry. I'll take you to eat first. You have to eat a full breakfast, or you might not be able to last through a whole morning of training."
"By the way, remember to find a cool place to practice. Don't be silly and sit in the sun. You can die from heatstroke."
Yahiko was clearly a little scared. Last time, he was the one who suggested practicing in the sun. He didn't expect it to be so dangerous.
Then, Torifu led Yahiko and Konan out of the compound and went to the morning market to eat. As for Amado and Minato, he would let them figure it out themselves. Minato might be sought out by Sakumo soon. If he wasn't home, it might delay a lot of time. However, he could have Yahiko bring a portion back for him later. If he had already left, he would leave it for Amado to eat. Nothing would go to waste.
"What do you want to eat? Pick for yourselves."
Yahiko turned around with a grin. "Hehe... I want to eat hot pot."
Torifu made a fist and thumped him on the head, and a hot bump slowly formed. Then, a green light flashed, and the bump immediately subsided. Yahiko didn't even have time to cry. The bump on his head no longer hurt.
"Do you still want to eat it?"
"No."
Good. Torifu's goal had been achieved. It wasn't that he wouldn't let him eat it, but where would they find hot pot so early in the morning? This kid was just messing around.
Konan bought a cup of milk on the side of the road, added some sugar to it, and the slightly sweet taste was very nice. Then she ate some more filling staples, and she was already very full and couldn't eat anymore.
Perhaps because Yahiko was a boy, his appetite was much bigger than Konan's. He walked all the way from the beginning of the village to the end, wanting to eat everything he saw. However, he was also quite good at visiting the food stalls. He would only take a little of everything to try, so he ate everything he wanted and was also very full. By the time they finished walking through the morning market, Yahiko and Konan were already burping.
Torifu put the empty milk cup on the shopkeeper's counter and then let Konan and Yahiko return to the compound on their own to practice. Torifu wouldn't supervise them today. He wanted to see if the two children could remain disciplined when he wasn't around. After all, training was never something that could be done with the help of others. Most of the time, one had to strive alone and continuously practice to improve their strength.
Just like Minato now, Torifu had already taught him everything he should learn at the moment. The rest was up to him to practice. Torifu could guide him when he was confused, but he couldn't help him practice and learn jutsu step by step.
After watching the backs of the two children disappear into the crowd of the morning market, Torifu also set off for the embroidery shop. He needed to talk to Madam Beni about the clothes. After all, these were the clothes he and Naori would wear for their wedding. Although his design wasn't great, he could ask Madam Beni to help him improve it. Her craftsmanship was the best in Konoha, and Torifu was also very satisfied with the clothes she made.
At this time, the embroidery shop was already open. When Torifu arrived, the embroiderers in the shop were tidying up the fabrics they needed for the day and doing some preparatory work.
"Oh! It's Hokage-sama! Why are you here?" After an embroiderer spotted Torifu, she immediately came forward and bowed. Torifu helped her up and asked what Madam Beni was doing.
"The manager, Madam Beni, is in the office. You can go directly to her."
After Torifu thanked her, he went to Madam Beni's office.
Knock, knock, knock...
A woman's voice came from inside. "Coming."
Soon, the office door was opened. "Isn't this Hokage-sama? Do you have another request for clothes?"
Torifu smiled. "Yes, but this matter needs to be kept a secret for now. Let's find a quiet place to talk."
Madam Beni nodded. "That's good. Let's talk in the office."
After they entered the office, Madam Beni closed the door. "You can tell me now, right? What's so mysterious? Could it be that you're getting married to Naori-sama?"
Torifu froze. He didn't expect Madam Beni to guess it so directly. When Madam Beni saw that Torifu was clearly a little stiff, she said in disbelief, "No way? Did I really guess right? I was just saying it casually."
Torifu scratched his head helplessly. "You're right. I came to you this time to make the clothes for my wedding with Naori."
Madam Beni took a deep breath. This was a big task, like a Hokage cape!
"From what you're saying, I guess you're not planning to wear the traditional Konoha clothes."
Torifu nodded. "Of course. We'll still follow our clan's rules. Besides, Naori also said that she likes the Kumotsuru Clan's clothes."
Madam Beni smiled. "Okay, I understand. Naori-sama is so considerate. But speaking of which, you two have been in a relationship for a long time, haven't you? You're finally getting married."
Torifu had thought that not many people would care about his and Naori's relationship, but now it seemed that most people were paying attention, but they just didn't mention it and were quietly observing. This made Torifu feel a little bad. No wonder Naori was a little unhappy. The matter had been dragged on for a little too long.
Then, Torifu took out a piece of paper from his ring and handed it to Madam Beni.
"Take a look. This is a rough draft of my idea. If there's anything that's not so good, you can help me change it."