Naruto: Rebirth Minato

When I came out of the toilet for the Nth time, holding on to the door frame and trying not to let my legs tremble obviously, I saw Baozi Weasel with his hands crossed on his chest like a little adult. His expression was still the same extremely cool look, but there was already a hint of smile in his eyes. Obviously he was very satisfied with my current exhausted appearance. How powerful is the stomach of Bun Weasel! ! Could it be that his stomach is where saccharin is produced? ! Itachi-san, aren't you afraid of being called diabetes? ! ! ! I twitched the corners of my mouth without smiling, and gave the Bun Weasel in front of me a smile that could barely be called a smile that exuded countless resentments: "I say, Little Weasel, it's great that you're okay. If you were like me, I'm really afraid that your little body wouldn't be able to hold on." Bun Itachi looked at me and then at the toilet behind me, shaking his head and sighing: "It seems that Minato-san's stomach has been a little distracted recently. Don't worry, I will help... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.