Konoha: Naruto Returns from Sekiro

Looking at the blond hair in the river, Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was a small gap, but it could still be covered with hair from other areas.

"It seems I need to change my training tools."

Uzuki Yugan's preconceived demonstration and the difficulty of obtaining hair gave Naruto a misunderstanding, that is, hair was needed to change the nature of the wind.

But looking back now, you will find that it was just a beautiful misunderstanding.

The reason why Uoyuki Xiyan used her own hair to demonstrate was definitely because she had confidence in herself, and the demonstration results were more obvious with slender hair.

"The practice of changing the nature of Chakra is indeed a cumbersome and repetitive process." Touching the vacant forehead, Naruto had a real understanding of this sentence.

wow.

Pick a leaf randomly and place it in the palm of your hand.

After a moment, Naruto looked at the edges of the young leaves, the barely visible cuts.

[Sure enough, compared to hair, the leaves are too 'sturdy'...]

But Naruto didn't feel discouraged, the door of harvest had been opened for him, although it was just a little bit, but the next process was just a grind.

Seven days have passed since the one-month holiday.

The next day.

Not long after Naruto sat down, the sound of warblers and swallows came from the distance again.

With a helpless expression on his face, he slowly put the fishing rod back away. If nothing else happened, he might not be able to catch fish for a few days.

It is not impossible to go fishing in farther and more dangerous places.

But it consumes too much time and the cost is too high, so it is not cost-effective.

Fishing is just a recreational activity for him to perform tedious training and relieve fatigue, and is not necessary.

It is not advisable to give up the basics and chase the last.

Naruto simply hid the things well, just as the nature-changing practice has also improved, it is also a good thing to settle down at home and practice for a period of time.

"Hey hey hey..."

The obscene laughter from yesterday reached his ears again. Naruto looked sideways and saw a familiar buttocks in the grass not far away.

Naruto's eyes twitched slightly. Once it was a coincidence, but twice in a row, it was in such a remote location...

【Are you here to spy on me again...】

Since he lived independently, ninjas have been monitoring him from time to time.

Later, I don't know whether it was because of his increasing age or his "stable" state that some people gradually relaxed their vigilance. These surveillances changed from round-the-clock at the beginning to irregular, and now they are in prison once a month.

To be honest, he was disgusted by this.

But at that time, this body was not yet developed, and it was unable to resist these surveillances, so it had no choice but to let it go.

When I grew up, the number of surveillance was greatly reduced, and I also had some feelings for this place where I lived for more than ten years, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

But ignoring it doesn't mean he likes those who watch him.

[I don't know if it's the third Hokage, or a high-level person from Konoha...]

There are some things he knows well.

All kinds of help from the third hokage to him are just because of the nine tails on him.

If he doesn't have the experience of being a human being in the third generation, these methods of the third Hokage are undoubtedly quite perfect moves.

Through emotional bonds and occasional meager investment, you can firmly hold the 'nuclear weapon' in your own hands.

No matter from which perspective, Sandai's methods are worthy of his position and worthy of the title of a politician.

He treated the three generations with a "smiling face", which was nothing more than a transaction for profit.

As a young man, he needed relief funds from the third generation to maintain his life, and the third generation needed to ensure that he was firmly in their hands.

Although he was disgusted in his heart, Naruto didn't do anything more. He didn't want to fall out with the old man yet.

The miniature man in the grass seemed to notice his movements, and hurriedly pulled out his body and called to him.

"That boy over there!"

Looking at Naruto's surprised eyes, the middle-aged man felt helpless in his heart.

Generally speaking, shouldn't children of this age be enthusiastic?Shouldn't he step forward and stop loudly for his behavior?

"What's the matter?" Naruto asked softly, realizing that he might have misunderstood someone.

The Anbu who were monitoring him wouldn't say hello to him.

"You were practicing the change of the nature of the wind just now, right?" the middle-aged man asked.

"..." Naruto raised his brows slightly, Uzuki Xiyan said very clearly that day, the change of Chakra's nature and form is something that only the Jonin level can come into contact with.

In other words, the middle-aged man in the weird clothes in front of him is at least a Jonin.

"That's right." Naruto admitted generously, this was nothing shameful.

"The cutting of the wind should be thin, just like the blade of an axe. If the ax body is all the same thickness, then he can't cut anything." The man made a demonstration while talking.

Looking at the broken leaf in his hand, Naruto's heart skipped a beat. The problems that had troubled him these days were instantly solved.

"Thank you, would you like something to eat?"

Although he didn’t know what purpose this person had for teaching him, but the result was beneficial to him, then he had the need to express his gratitude.

"Can I ask what your name is?" Naruto asked. This person might be a ninja he didn't know in the village.

Of course, during the Chunin exam period, it may also be from another village.

But there is no reason for ninjas from other villages to guide ninjas from other villages.

"Good question!" The man laughed maniacally, and made a set of extremely exaggerated movements, "Miaomu Mountain's big toad celestial being, the man who endured the hero himself, is talking about me!"

"Immortal? I didn't expect immortals to like mortal women so much." Naruto smiled slightly.

Maybe it's because of the difference in the world. The immortals he thinks should be the kind of masters who pluck the stars and take the moon, move mountains to fill the sea, don't eat the fireworks in the world, sit in the clouds, and watch the changes in the world from a distance.

"What do you know, little brat? This is called collecting materials. Do you understand collecting materials?" Jiraiya sneered.

Children, whose bodies are not yet developed, understand the beauty of these things.

"Maybe." Naruto said inexplicably.

"Did you have breakfast?"

"There's only so much time to collect materials, how can I have time for breakfast?" Zilai said in a bad manner.

Naruto looked up at the scorching sun that was already hanging high in the middle, shook his head and smiled, walked silently to the place where the tools were placed just now, and took out a small pot.

"Hey, with such a complete set of things, don't you think you live here?" Zilai also touched his chin. He saw everything clearly just now.

"almost."

Naruto took out some of the food collected yesterday, cleaned it, and cut it into pieces...

"I see you are a ninja, haven't you ever thought of inviting me to the village for a nice meal?" Jiraiya teased.

Naruto paused slightly and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I can't take you to those places to eat, otherwise you will not be able to eat because of me."

"...Is that so?" Jiraiya looked at the boy's apologetic face, his lips twitched, and he didn't know where to start after a thousand words.

In his opinion, as the son of the fourth generation and a hero, and with the help of the third generation of Hokage, Naruto's living environment should not be too bad.

But it seems...

"Naruto, how have you been over the years?" Jiraiya squatted next to him.

"It seems that you know me." Naruto paused, and instead of asking the bottom line, he replied, "It's good to have food and shelter."

"Yeah……"

Naruto gave him a surprised look, not knowing what his inexplicable depression was, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to be busy with the work in hand.

With years of cooking experience accumulated, his craftsmanship is not bad.

The fragrance attracted several girls who were playing in the water not far away, and Ji Lai also graciously invited them, and the simple lunch for two people turned into a picnic for five people.

Since the girls took their seats, Zi Lai Ye's cheerful laughter never stopped for a moment.