Naruto Arrows

At noon, Hyuga Neji, who had completed the morning's training and hunting, temporarily suppressed the anxiety in his heart, carried the pheasant he had shot, and walked towards a stream not far from the village, preparing to process the pheasant for lunch.

Although a pheasant is not big, it is enough to consume the five-year-old's body for most of the day.

"Wow!"

However, he had been handling prey by the creek before. This time, he heard a sound of water before he reached the creek.

He stopped and quietly threw the pheasant in his hand into the grass. He took off the short bow from his back, took an arrow and put it on the string, arched his body and quietly moved towards the place where the sound was coming from.

If he were in a deserted mountain forest and heard the sound of water, he would probably have shot it with an arrow. But in this stream very close to the village, he was worried that he might accidentally injure the villagers.

Sure enough, the situation was not what he expected. When he carefully pushed aside the weeds by the stream, a figure who looked shorter and thinner than him, like a bean sprout appeared in his eyes.

Looking at the other person's iconic short yellow hair, the goggles on his forehead, and the T-shirt with the swirl logo on it, he naturally recognized the other person's identity immediately:

The Ten Thousand Years Crane, the Nine-Tailed Jinchūriki, the crown prince of Konoha, the master of the mouth escape ninjutsu, the future savior of the ninja world, and his future cheap brother-in-law - Naruto, the whirlpool.

However, although he recognized Naruto, Hyuga Neji had no intention of showing up, let alone the idea of ​​going over to hug him now.

This is not because of his self-esteem or sense of superiority as a time traveler, but he can't help but think of the scene of "himself" dying tragically in his previous life, and subconsciously wants to stay away from this "disaster".

But just when he was about to retreat quietly, find another place to handle the prey, and make a fire to cook, Naruto, who was catching fish in the stream with bare feet, stumbled and fell into the stream, and managed to catch it in his hands. The fish also took advantage of this great opportunity to break free, fall into the stream, and escape quickly.

And looking at Naruto who was coughing in pain because he had choked on the water, but ignoring his unstable body and using his hands and feet to catch the escaped fish, he finally couldn't hold it back and sighed softly, He stretched out his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot at the escaping fish.

"puff!"

Seeing a thin stick suddenly appear in front of him, Naruto was startled. He quickly stood up, turned his neck, and searched. Then he saw Ning, who looked a little embarrassed because the arrow missed again. Second-rate.

"Is this thing yours?"

After finding the rightful owner, Naruto picked up this strange thin wooden stick that he had never seen before and asked Neji.

"Ah."

Neji, who couldn't pretend to be anything, although he was very embarrassed, could only force himself to pretend and nodded.

"Sorry, I originally wanted to help you, but unfortunately I failed."

"fine."

Naruto, who originally thought that this strangely dressed but good-looking guy was just like the kids who bullied him, wanted to hit him with this strange stick, was stunned for a moment, and then a look of sunshine appeared on his face. smile.

As long as he could remember, there were very few people who said they wanted to help him.

"I'll just catch it again."

Naruto said as he waded up to Neji and handed him the arrow in his hand.

"Hi, my name is Uzumaki Naruto."

"Thank you."

Looking at this enthusiastic smile, Neji felt that his mood seemed to be much better, and he vaguely understood why his cousin liked him.

"My name is Hinata Neji, hello."

"You're welcome, what is that in your hand? A weapon? Why have I never seen it before?"

Watching Neji take the arrow, wipe the water stains on his body and stuff it into the quiver, Naruto finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, pointed to the short bow in his hand and asked.

"This is a bow."

Neji was not surprised that Naruto didn't know bows and arrows, so he explained to him with a smile.

"Before people learned to refine and use chakra, it was a weapon used by samurai to attack enemies from afar."

"Wow, you know a lot."

The familiar Naruto was obviously an excellent listener and admirer.

"Then how should I use this thing?"

"Well, you should come up first and then talk about it. In this weather, the stream must still be very cold."

Neji did not answer or demonstrate, but stretched out his hand to signal Naruto to come ashore first.

"But..."

Naruto heard this and stretched out his hand, but quickly retracted it, lowering his head with a bit of embarrassment and worry on his face.

He ran out of the village to catch fish to feed himself because he was so hungry that he hadn't caught any fish yet. Although he was happy to meet a new friend, hunger was obviously a bigger problem.

Moreover, people in the village have always discriminated and bullied him because of his identity. He was also worried that the person in front of him, whom he had never met before, would also discriminate against him after learning about his situation.

Many times, the world is like this. The bullied party is cautious, but the bully party becomes more confident.

"Don't worry, I've already caught a pheasant, which is barely enough for us to eat."

Neji, who knew Naruto's thoughts, smiled, then took the initiative to lean forward and grabbed his hand.

"This is not good, I..."

Naruto felt a little excited, but more of it was grand.

"Ha, since we are already friends, let's not be so polite."

"friend?"

Upon hearing these two words, Naruto's eyes couldn't help but tremble with the tone, and he looked in disbelief at the white-eyed boy in front of him whom he met for the first time.

"friend!"

Neji nodded affirmatively and said in a solemn tone.

"Ah."

Naruto nodded equally solemnly, his eyes a little moist.

. . .

"Where is Neji? Where did he go?"

At Hinata Hizashi's house, after witnessing his nephew severing the relationship with him that day, he was sad and depressed. He never stepped out of the house again. He shouted in a low voice with a tone that could not suppress his anger.

He was immersed in grief, but he never thought that these elders who were worthy of being Neji's grandfather could actually bully a five-year-old child.

If he hadn't seen his eldest daughter Hinata hesitate to speak in front of him in the past two days, with a worried look on her face, and asked curiously, he might have really been kept in the dark.

"Outside the village."

Although they felt deeply resentful at being scolded by Hizashi, who was about the same age as his son, under the majesty of the family leader, several clan elders finally uttered a word in a deep voice after a moment of silence.

"How dare you let a five-year-old child leave the village alone?"

Rizu, who was already furious, finally could no longer hold back the anger in his heart and roared loudly.

"Do you really want to see the Hyuga clan become the object of ridicule in the village?!"