Dimensional chat group starting from Naruto

Satisfied Naruto clapped his hands and walked out of the alley with a smile.

In the study room of the Sandaime's home, after dinner, the Sandaime, who was observing Naruto's every move with a crystal ball, covered his face: "I knew this brat had to make such a fuss."

Looking at Naruto in the crystal ball, he happily peeled off a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth, his blond hair swaying with his head.

He was still humming something: ~ Draw a dragon with me on the left, and a rainbow on your right ~ Start walking~ Draw a rainbow with me on the left, and draw a dragon on your right ~ Don’t stop~

What kind of crap is this?

How on earth did he grow up to be such a street kid? The three-generation old man was so angry that there was no normal person in his generation, and the only normal person was dead.

Not to mention his apprentice's gambling and drug abuse, his apprentice and grandson were normal, but he died early, and his disciple's son grew into another son. Manaiko was not a street kid who was full of ideas for a harem.

Sure enough, lust is passed down from generation to generation, right? The only difference is that this boy Naruto is handsome and can talk. Girls like him are so honest and sweet. You are sure. Grandpa can only go and peep. Bah, I caught you. It's called voyeurism, and if you can't catch it, it's called observing people's sentiments.

So only Jiraiya, the lowly one, peeped every day and lost the face of his master.

So besides inheriting Minato's good looks, this kid didn't inherit any of Minato's character.

This brat has completely different attitudes towards men and women, and has completely different attitudes towards ordinary women and beautiful women.

Fortunately, although Naruto was a bit prickly, at least his mentality was normal, and he did not have any violent, crazy, or hateful emotions because of the villagers' attitude.

On the contrary, he has a deep bond with his classmates and some individual people, so the third generation can feel relieved. At least with these people here, Naruto will not betray Konoha. In fact, the third generation is already thinking about how to get along with Hinata and Ashikabi. The old bastard proposed marriage.

But when he thought of Naruto's grand declaration of opening up the harem, and the three little girls following him, Sandai felt a headache. How could he tell Hizu about this thing in the future?

He estimated that if he came to propose marriage, Rizu could beat him out with a broom.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Come in~"

The third generation touched the crystal ball with his hand, and the picture disappeared.

Then he looked up and saw the old guy Danzo.

"Why are you here?" Sandai looked at Danzo and frowned. He came over to knit at this late hour.

"Hehehe" Danzo's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"If I have nothing to do, I can't have tea with you~"

When the third generation saw Danzo's expression, although he didn't know what the other party was up to, he could only continue to act with him.

"It's good to drink tea~ I remember Danzo, you have a lot of good tea~" Sandai smiled and lit a cigarette pot for himself.

Be prepared to change with the same.

"I already knew you were thinking about that thing about me~"

Danzo took out a small box in his hand: "I want you to taste my fine tea today."

Danzo grinned.

At Naruto's house, Naruto returned home, took a good bath, threw himself on the bed, and stretched out comfortably.

Unlike Naruto in the original work, his room is extremely luxurious compared to Naruto in the original work.

The refrigerator furniture is all new, the bed is a soft double bed, the bedding is clean and tidy, and the room decoration is much better than that of ordinary families.

You ask where these things come from?

Naturally, it was bought by the third generation. Naruto, who had become sensible, cried and cried in the third generation's office all day long.

Anyway, I just cried, why am I so pitiful? I was born without a mother and father, and the children in the village still bullied me. The third generation held the report that Naruto had just collected the protection money with the Princess of the Hyuga family, and shook you hard. You are so sure that someone else is bullying you. Looking at Naruto sitting on the ground and crying, the third generation couldn't help but sigh for the nth time, who does this naughty kid just follow?

And look at what the hell you're crying about.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Mom and Dad, how can you bear to leave your children to live a miserable life? You sacrificed your work and didn't even leave me any inheritance."

Sandai felt a little myocardial infarction and regretted why Mao was pestered by this naughty kid and asked him where his parents were and why everyone else had parents but he didn't. He casually made up the story that his parents were ninjas. An excuse for dying on a mission.

If I had known better, I would have told him that I picked you up, and I don’t know who your parents are, or that you jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. It would be better than this.

The Sandaime was so annoyed that he had no choice but to spend his own money to buy Naruto new bedding and new furniture. Who knew that he had really confiscated his parents' inheritance.

Moreover, I can't slap this melon boy who is crying, fussing, and refusing to hang himself.

I can't do anything about it, so the naughty kids who act rogue are the most annoying, especially the ones who can't be beaten or scolded.

The third-generation old man whose wallet has shrunk significantly burst into tears. Alas, he regrets it.

Naruto took a look at the group and found that no one was talking quietly. It seemed that they were all making up for the news. After all, except for the otaku Xiaomi, everyone else had almost no idea about themselves and the world of others. Know something or know it half-knowingly.

Zhang Chulan has only briefly watched Naruto One Piece, but not Bleach. After all, he is not a professional nerd.

Not to mention Kurosaki Kari, the football club, although she was born in Neon, is not very interested in two-dimensional, her sister Yuzi is pretty much the same.

Not to mention the other three.

Simply, Naruto didn't speak, just closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered the sealed space.

The Nine Lamas were holding their mobile phones and feeling very happy.

"Oh, Naruto, you're here. Hurry up and put your kongming into the event costume. I want to get the ingredients. I must get Tamamo Zen 310 Level [-] today."

"Yes, yes," Naruto rolled his eyes helplessly. This nerdy fox has become more and more wet recently, and even his belly seems to have gained weight.

Naruto joined the other while scorning the other.

Just like that, Naruto closed his eyes and his consciousness entered the sealed space.

It looked like he was asleep.

At this time, a tightly wrapped "ANBU" quietly entered Naruto's room.

He stretched out his evil hand towards the "Sword of Kindness" that Naruto placed on the table.