The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

half year later

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers~"

A young man wearing green clothes, green trousers and a green hat emerged from the intersection of Sakura 1st Street and Mihua 2nd Street.

In his hand, he held a newspaper that still smelled of ink, whistling in the wind. The cloth bag slung in front of him was still bulging at the moment, and his legs were running along the street at a neither fast nor slow pace.

"Ito Makoto! Are you still selling newspapers? This method is rare."

The young man selling newspapers stopped, scratched his head when he saw the man who stopped him, and showed a sincere smile:

"Uncle Yosuke, good morning! Grandpa is at the newsstand. I think it's boring to stay there. Only running and selling newspapers can you have a soul, hehe."

"Hahahaha! You kid, but I agree! Give me a report." Uchiha Yosuke smiled heartily and took out two copper coins from his pocket.

"Okay, here you go."

The clear sound of coins colliding with each other was heard, and the next second they fell steadily into Ito Makoto's palm.

He straightened his hat and continued to walk forward. Every time he walked a short distance, he would be stopped by someone. After a few words with each other, the shouts of newspaper sellers would sound again.

"Phew, what a great time to retire!"

Uchiha Yosuke took the newspaper in one hand and the tea cup in the other and walked towards the bench not far away.

At this time, it was the most refreshing moment of the day, the sun was still trying to climb high into the sky, and the passing morning breeze still had a refreshing coolness.

Uchiha Yosuke slowly came to the bench, put the tea cup at his feet and shook the newspaper in his hand. A splashing sound immediately sounded, like a frightened white pigeon in the square fluttering its wings and flying high into the sky.

What a long-lost leisure.

The black and white text on the front page immediately caught Yosuke's attention, and he subconsciously read out:

"The Kingdom of Whirlpool will hold an Imperial Ceremony in the East Square at 10:10 a.m. on October 9!!!"

Yosuke's voice became higher and higher as he read to the end, and even the fingertips holding the newspaper were trembling slightly.

In a sense, this is not the first time that the Kingdom of Uzumaki has been founded, and it is not the first time that Yosuke has participated in this kind of celebration, but this is just like when your wife gives birth to a child. You can say that you are not excited when you give birth to a second child. Yet?

What's more, this is the moment to witness the birth of an empire.

Go, must go!

Yosuke stared at the newspaper, scanning the rest of the content, while leaning down to fumble for his water glass.

"Click!" The lid of the cup was gently unscrewed, and white steam immediately evaporated in the morning light.

Yosuke took a sip of the scalding tea. It was slightly bitter in the mouth, but the aftertaste was sweet and refreshing. This was very much like a portrayal of his life in the past forty years.

At the beginning, he was the proudest family in Konoha, with his own exclusive territory and a carefree life. What a pity...

The tree wanted to be quiet but the wind continued. The distrust of Konoha's top management intensified the struggle within the family. An executioner was born in the family, and the previous good life was buried with his own hands that night.

Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye. Unlike those tribesmen who sleep underground, I and my family can still walk in the warm sunshine, breathe clean air, and experience the different smell of fireworks in the world.

For ordinary lives like them, having no worries about life, food and clothing, and the company of their families is a great satisfaction.

Ah, by the way, there's that girl Quan, I watched her grow up.

Now, not only is she standing tall and graceful, her own strength is still increasing, and her reputation among the survivors of the Uchiha clan is getting higher and higher. Everyone is new and proud of her.

As for Uchiha Sasuke, well, let’s not mention it...

"Wow, this tea smells so good."

Yosuke moved closer to the teacup, not minding the hot steam of the tea hitting his face. He opened and closed his nose and smelled the sweet fragrance.

He knew very well in his heart that all of this was a gift from Lord Menma, the great name of the Country of Whirlpool.

There is no longer an arrogant Uchiha in the world, nor is there a single-dominated Fire Nation. They and their surnames have become part of the Whirlpool Nation.

"Jingle bell~"

The crisp ringing of bells was mixed with laughter. Yosuke raised his head from behind the newspaper, and a group of boys and girls wearing pure white robes "flyed" in front of him one by one.

It's not appropriate to say they are flying. After all, there is a two-wheeled iron object rolling under their bodies, and the sound of the bells just came from it.

"Oh, it's time for Ninja School. These kids are very skilled at riding bicycles."

Yosuke smiled as he watched waves of students "fly" past him.

Yosuke is no stranger to the things they ride. It is the bicycle that Menma invented before. With the materials of the Land of Iron, the technology of the Land of Snow was realized.

"It's great to be young. If I had been ten years earlier, no, five years earlier, I would have learned it!"

This kind of bicycle has been favored by students and office workers as soon as it was launched. It is very simple to drive and can be ridden with a pair of good legs that are not lame.

Moreover, it can achieve ultra-long-distance attacks without consuming the chakra in the ninja's body. It can be easily controlled whether it is mountains or plains, and it can be said that it is suitable for various terrains.

More importantly, its appearance is equivalent to invisibility training the ninja's physical fitness. The current spokespersons for the bicycle are Kai and Xiao Li, and it was named "Youth Bicycle" with Menma's consent.

After the crisp ringing, the street returned to relative silence. Yosuke lowered his head, and the newspaper in his hand made a clattering sound.

He glanced up and down the new page and looked at the travel section that interested him most:

“Lvmama Hotel is actively recruiting travel friends to go to the Land of Snow to experience the ice and snow scene for three days and two nights, including skiing, hot springs, and winter bikini catwalks...round-trip high-speed rail tickets are included.”

Since the Kingdom of Snow joined the Ninja Council, in addition to working overtime to make the Uzumaki uniform, another important task is to build railways connecting the Kingdom of Uzumaki to various prefectures.

Nowadays, the railway lines of the five prefectures and one capital have been completed. Among them, the Uzumaki Line and the Uzumi Line are artificial land reclamation, and more than a hundred jounin have been mobilized to launch the Earth Release and Sea Reclamation Technique.

In order to preserve the ice and snow characteristics of the Snow Country, the Vortex Snow Line was specially changed to build an aerial shuttle bridge, which allows you to overlook the panoramic view of the ice fields and snow sculptures.

The Kingdom of Whirlpool is connected by multiple railway networks, including high-speed rail for long distances and youthful bicycles for short distances. It can be said that the way people travel has been upgraded from 121 to diversified means of transportation.

"I'm retired. I can finally go see the outside world. Let's go to this one after the founding ceremony is over! I don't know what this bikini show is like..."

While Yosuke was thinking, he suddenly felt his right shoulder sink. He turned around and saw an old acquaintance.

"Good morning, Yosuke, are you enjoying your retirement life?" The speaker was a short, well-dressed middle-aged man, but the most conspicuous thing was his belly that was pushing outward.

"Xianji, it turns out it's you! Why don't you just wander around in your garden and go to the streets to have some fun? Hahaha."

While Yosuke was joking, Kenji had already walked around to the front of the chair and sat down. Now that there was a leisurely middle-aged man on the bench, there were naturally more topics to talk about.

"Hmph, you guy, I'm afraid you'll be bored!"

Both of them had worked together in the ninja school, and the children of both parties liked each other. Now that the children have grown up and can stand on their own, the parents don't know how to live their lives when they are free.

Yosuke smiled and said nothing, and moved the newspaper in his hand a little further, "Hey, our country of whirlpool is about to hold an imperial ceremony!"

"Let me see!"

Kenji's lips moved silently, and he quickly scanned the information on the front page from top to bottom. He slapped his thigh with his fleshy palm and praised "good" repeatedly.

"Tsk, tsk, I've never seen you so happy when you won money playing cards." Yosuke looked at his old friend's excitement and couldn't help but tease.

"How can it be the same! If the country doesn't regulate where you can play cards, how can you have such a leisurely retirement life!"

"Hahaha, yes, but having said that, the Fog City will be renamed the Imperial City in the future. This has changed from the capital of a country to the center of the world. I am a little uncomfortable with it."

"I don't believe it. What you said makes outsiders so sad." Xianji said, leaning his head closer to his old friend, "I heard that many people are asking about Wu recently, bah! The housing prices in the Imperial City are too high and few transactions have been completed.”

The two shook their heads at the same time and did not continue talking on this topic.

As an aborigine in the imperial capital, they naturally hope that housing prices will rise as high as possible, but once the limit is exceeded, the golden egg will still be thrown into your hands.

Kenji wanted to think more than Yosuke. He was silent for a moment. When he looked up, he found Yosuke looking at him with bright eyes:

"When the time comes, go first and save a good seat for me!"

"Hahahaha, you kid is not at a disadvantage." Xianji let out a burst of hearty laughter, and even the fat on both sides of his cheeks trembled happily.

"How about treating you to Ichiraku Ramen for lunch?" As soon as these words came out, Kenji's eyes immediately flashed with a gleam of rice.

Seeing his appearance, Yosuke became more enthusiastic: "It is said that the boss of Ichiraku will be in charge of cooking at this branch these days."

Kenji immediately looked away with a "you understand me" look and patted his belly. His eyes fell to the newspaper in Yosuke's hand, and he slowly exhaled a long breath and sighed:

"I still remember when we sent our children off to war, the scene of huge crowds of people was so spectacular! The momentum even made me want to go and fight!"

Yosuke on the side nodded with deep feeling. He had never seen such a shocking scene in his entire life. Those white robes started from different places and gathered in the streets like a wandering white dragon. They were endless and endless. .

What's even more surprising is that there is no fear or flinching on their faces, and everyone's eyes are extremely firm, as if this has nothing to do with life or death.

"I thought at that time, if Yuji can't come back, my father's face will be lightened because he is fighting for the Kingdom of Whirlpool!"

The fat on Xianji's face trembled twice due to his excitement. He patted his fat belly, took a breath and continued:

"Fortunately, that brat was lucky and was saved by the adults of the Yao Organization. Otherwise, how could he come back and inherit the family business, don't you think?"

"Then it will also belong to my daughter!"

"Hahahaha!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. Yosuke leaned down and picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Hearing the sound of paper clattering in his ears, he counted 1, 2, 3 silently in his heart...

Sure enough, Kenji's surprised voice soon came:

"Mother Donkey has opened a new group!"

"Yes, when I go to the Land of Snow, I have never seen a bikini in the snow."

......

Ryota was lying on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the street scene within his sight.

The street had just been swept and there were no traces of fallen leaves. The sunlight diagonally divided the street into two. The bookstore opposite happened to be completely bathed in the morning light. The clerks were gathering at the door to replace new promotional posters.

Their hands and feet were very quick, and the new poster was quickly posted on the wall. The style of the poster was relatively simple:

The background is brown, and a quill is placed on a golden scroll. It looks quite dynamic when writing. There is a row of eye-catching golden characters on the top, "The eighth volume of the Scroll of Bonds will be released soon", and there is also a shark in the lower right corner. Shape of logo.

The pony-tailed store manager took a satisfied look, then turned and walked into the bookstore. The Lucky Cat's "Welcome" could be faintly heard while opening the door.

Two middle-aged men were sitting on the bench outside the bookstore. They were holding a newspaper in each other's hands and chatting and laughing.

"Brother, I've bought breakfast and put it on the table for you. Hey, what are you looking at?"

A slightly childish voice sounded behind Liang Tai.

"Oh~~" The boy looked at the bookstore opposite and showed a surprised expression, and the "oh" in his mouth also deliberately prolonged the ending.

Ryota's expression changed slightly and he stretched out his hand, but the boy quickly dodged it. He picked up the backpack on the sofa and threw it on one shoulder:

"Hehe, just watch and don't forget to water the flowers! I'm going to school."

There was a sound of brisk footsteps winding down the stairs. Ryota turned around with a smile and looked at the bookstore opposite, but the red and green displays on the balcony kept swaying in his peripheral vision.

He sighed softly, but there was no trace of boredom in his expression. He picked up the simple watering can on the flower stand, and a column of translucent water poured down the spout to the flowers and leaves.

Before the expedition, his family only had the necessities needed for life. He spent most of his time in the staff department. His task was to formulate a set of perfect combat plans. His belief was to defend the Kingdom of Whirlpool!

After all, how can we talk about life when survival is not guaranteed?

As for enjoying life further, it is a waste of time for him.

But now, the world is unified, the people of the Kingdom of Whirlpool no longer have to go to war, and every family no longer has to experience the pain of losing a child. The glorious battles of the past have become textbook history.

Although the staff is still there and his status has not been reduced, he can no longer smell a trace of blood there.

For the first time, he felt that the General Staff was so unfamiliar, as comfortable as a cradle for sleeping.

In the early days, he was confused, frustrated, and couldn't even find a reason to live. He didn't know what the meaning of his life was in such a peaceful era. Then a girl with a ponytail appeared. .

She told him that some people are born with wind in their lives and are destined to wander, but it doesn't matter, the wind will always stop.

With her help, Ryota gradually found his own hobbies and integrated into the lives of ordinary people. They learned to ride a bicycle together, rode the high-speed rail together, and...

Now, like his neighbors, his balcony is full of life.

It's time for him to live his own life.

Ryota straightened his hair and showed a gentle smile. Even the old scars on his face softened a lot.

The brisk pedaling downstairs sounded again, and he walked towards the bookstore opposite, where a girl had been waiting for him for a long time.

He wanted to tell her that this wind was willing to stay for her.