I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

"Come on, let me treat you to barbecue."

Because of the gift, she abandoned her plan to spread the message of the Three-Colored Chibi Maruko-chan and began to cut back on her personal savings.

However, at this moment, Huang's attention was drawn to another small figure, and he did not respond to Quan's suggestion.

That guy seems to be...

"The villagers say he is the incarnation of a nine-tailed fox."

Following Ara's gaze, Uchiha Izumi also saw the tiny creature that looked like a rat crossing the street, accompanied by shouts of shooing and slander.

It's no wonder people treat him this way; after all, the 'natural disaster' five years ago left indelible scars on many residents of Konoha.

Both himself and the wilderness are included.

"no no!"

"I am not a fox spirit, I am not a nine-tailed fox spirit at all!"

"I am Naruto, Uzumaki Naruto!"

The little girl covered her ears tightly, shouting herself hoarse as she tried to defend herself against the clearly divided group of people who disliked her.

However, such explanations were completely useless, and those hateful gazes did not melt away in the slightest.

"Let's go, Sister Quan."

Huang didn't want to watch anymore.

Naruto's tragedy and the current state of the Uchiha clan share similarities; with their current strength and status, they are powerless to change anything.

All we can do is refrain from imposing it.

"Ah."

Izumi didn't say much. After glancing at the tiny figure that was about to be swallowed up by the rumors, she and Ara walked toward another street.

The Uchiha clan's awkward position within the village restrained them from meddling in other people's business. Those who successfully graduated from the Ninja Academy should understand this.

But Konoha's commercial district is ultimately only so big.

Chapter 7 Uzumaki Naruto

Looking at the tiny creature that had stopped in front of Ichirakura, Ara felt that it would be wrong of him to continue ignoring it.

"Quan Jie, how about we try this ramen?"

He stopped and made a suggestion.

He wasn't too particular about food shortages, and when he was young, he would eat soldier rations to quickly replenish his chakra during training.

Those pills that only focus on restorative effects put the taste at the very end.

"it is good."

Uchiha Izumi saw through the boy's thoughts and did not refuse.

Because, the little one in front of them, who is called the Nine-Tailed Fox, is an orphan, just like Ara.

Before they could even get close, Naruto immediately became wary, his previously longing and yearning gaze turning icy cold.

God knows what kind of exclusion he suffered during those not-so-short years.

Clearly, she and Sister Quan were of the same generation.

"Want to eat together?"

Huang is truly a social failure.

He completely ignored the hostile expression on Little Nine-Tails' face and got straight to the point.

'Ah. '

Upon hearing this, Naruto Uzumaki did not reply. Instead, he gave a disdainful chuckle and moved his body back slightly.

He will absolutely, positively never fall for such a childish 'trap' again!

Moreover, he recognized the fan-shaped clan crest.

Although those guys who patrolled around all day wouldn't mock him like normal people, the way they looked at him was no different from anyone else's.

"We meant no harm."

Uchiha Izumi subtly tugged at the boy beside her. With her always cold and aloof demeanor, it would be strange if she could win the other's trust.

However, Naruto still resisted the invitation from the beautiful woman and tried to turn around and run away.

'In this world, the only person who truly cares for you is that white-haired old man!'

Everyone else is the same!

Seeing Xiao Xiao's movements, Quan immediately wanted to say something more, but Huang was even faster: "Boss, three bowls of tonkotsu chashu ramen."

Actions speak louder than words.

Moreover, he has no obligation to Izumi, nor can he deliberately try to get close to the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.

Apart from the areas inhabited by various clans, the entire Hidden Leaf Village was under surveillance by the Anbu and Root.

Allowing the Uchiha clan, who possesses the Sharingan, to contact the Nine-Tails would be tantamount to touching the sore spot of Konoha's higher-ups.

"okay."

The hand-beating uncle inside the ramen stall immediately responded.

He also paid close attention to the little blond guy in his line of sight, but whenever he called him over to have a bowl of ramen, the little guy would always run away in a flash.

It's rare to find kind-hearted people these days.

After glancing at the two Uchiha kids again, he turned around and got busy.

People from this clan rarely come to his noodle stall.

"Let's go ahead, Quan-jie."

After saying that, Huang took the lead and walked towards the noodle stall.

As you get closer, the aroma of the soup inevitably wafts over, no wonder the little nine-tailed fox always stops here.

This kind of taste is deadly for children.

Seeing Huang's actions, Quan's eyes also showed a more complex expression.

She seemed to underestimate her younger brother from the same clan. Although he lacked a proper attitude towards people and things, he always seemed to be able to see the crux of the problem.

'Ara is looking more and more like Itachi.'

'But is this really a good idea?'

Looking at Ara's back, Izumi seemed to see Itachi's figure, but the two separated immediately after a brief overlap.

They are the same, yet different.

'Well, I'm the older sister. If I can't control Itachi, can't I control you?'

The girl clenched her little fist, and a smile returned to her face.

Even though the two unfamiliar older brothers and sisters repeatedly showed their goodwill, Naruto Uzumaki still did not follow them.

He really wants to eat Ichiraku Ramen!

Although I only tasted it once, that tempting flavor is impossible to erase from my memory.

want to eat.

I want to eat!

Naruto stared blankly at the ramen stall, his stomach rumbling, but he didn't move an inch.

He was used to being driven away, rejected, and deceived, and he was not yet able to adapt to the kindness of others.

Especially this kind of goodwill that is difficult to discern.

Just as Naruto was about to leave, his gaze inadvertently caught sight of the strange older brother's actions.

He pushed the first bowl of ramen to the far left, two or three seats away...

Is this an attempt to create a safe space for oneself?

Little Nine-Tailed Fox hesitated.

The mild bone broth slowly flows down the esophagus into the stomach, a perfect match for this season of fluctuating temperatures.

In that instant, Huang decided to sell all the military rations he had stockpiled at home at a bargain price!

The two taste like heaven and earth.

However, this thought only lasted for a short while.

The effects of soldier rations are unmatched by ordinary food; in addition to filling the stomach, they can also restore a certain amount of chakra.

A delicious meal like Ichiraku Ramen is best enjoyed once; constantly thinking about it will affect your training.

Shortly after Huang and Quan began eating, the chair on the far left of the table suddenly moved. The standard chair seemed to pose a slight challenge for the newcomer, and he struggled to climb up. Then came the sounds of him eagerly slurping noodles, and coughing as he choked because he was eating too fast.

The scene is frozen.

Three teenagers of similar age quietly ate their ramen bowls without exchanging a word.

Quiet and peaceful.

Other diners also came in during this time, but after seeing the only remaining seats and the little nine-tailed fox wolfing down its food, they cursed their bad luck and turned to leave.

This time, however, Naruto did not argue back like a cat with its fur standing on end. He only paused for a moment before continuing to pick at the ramen in his bowl.

But boss, this soup is a bit too salty...

"Give."

After putting down his chopsticks, Huang pulled out a banknote with a face value of 10,000 yuan from his pocket.

He usually only uses the money his uncle gives him to buy military rations, so he has a lot of savings left.

"Hey sir, do you have any loose change?"

The middle-aged man who took the banknotes was stunned for a moment.