It's Not a Spell, It's a Ninjutsu!

After the golden retriever teammate opened a sealed scroll, with a burst of white smoke, the pink-haired girl held her chin and looked at the busy street. The exclamations and comments of the passers-by around her reached her ears. She patted her frowning black-haired teammate and said, "This is a big event." The black-haired teammate nodded vaguely. The pink-haired girl raised a finger and said, "First of all, let's think of a title that doesn't reveal your real name." The golden retriever teammates agreed: "Okay, okay." The black-haired boy suddenly had an ominous premonition and subconsciously stepped back. As a result, he tripped over a flower bed on the street and almost fell! The teammates were immediately anxious! No Sakura: "Uchi-kun, are you okay?" Birdman: "Sasuke, cheer up!" Uchipi: "That's enough... You guys." —————— This is the seventh class of sand sculptures from a certain parallel world. On the surface, the doctor is in charge, but in reality, Sakura is the great painter of the secret book of the father in close combat. Naru, who grew up as the son of the Fourth Hokage but had no interest in Hokage at all. The helper who wants to pull but can't pull it off and is complaining on the road to pull it. 20.12.7 Put the shovel here first and dig later. Purpose: May everyone have a happy ending.