Naruto: Because I was too afraid of death, I turned all my speed

Time passed by, and six years later, 12-year-old Lin Yuan opened his eyes to his mother's "kind" voice.

"Hongyi! Get up quickly. Today is the day for the school's graduation group. If you dare to be late, be careful, I will skin you!"

"I know~~~"

Lin Yuan, who barely opened his eyes, still looked sleepy. He rubbed his eyelids and complained: "It doesn't matter if I get up a little later. Anyway, I'm fast. I haven't been late even once in six years."

"Today is different. Aren't you going to call some friends? Come down quickly and wash your face and have breakfast!"

"Ah~~"

After all, Lin Yuan did not dare to disobey his mother's order. After quickly changing his clothes, he went downstairs. Their home was a two-story building. The first floor was a store for entertaining guests. The second floor was where they usually lived and where materials were stored. storehouse.

Because the family ran a restaurant, Lin Yuan's parents in this life had to get up before dawn every day to pack up materials and prepare for business. When they went downstairs, their parents were already busy. Lin Yuan's mother, Lin Yuan Keiko, was busy helping her husband cut vegetables. Without replying, he said: "Your bento has been prepared for you and placed on the counter. Take it yourself. Remember to watch the road carefully. Don't run into someone while eating and stick your chopsticks in your nose again!"

Listening to his mother talking about embarrassing things when he was eight years old, Lin Yuan's face turned red and he shouted: "Mom, I haven't eaten on the road for several years!" He picked it up because he was worried that his mother would tease her again. The bento on the table rushed out: "Mom, I'm going to school!"

"Be careful on the road!"

His mother's familiar nagging carried far away with the wind. Lin Yuan ran quickly after leaving the door. He gradually slowed down when he reached a cluster of connected mansions. He murmured in his heart: "Really, my mother is still like this." What a shame, I'm obviously going to graduate and become a ninja, but they still treat me like a child. ’

Lin Yuan, who had no children in his previous life or in this life, certainly could not understand the feelings of being a parent. He arrived at a familiar house and knocked politely on the door.

"Here it is, Hongichi."

Someone answered in the house, and soon the door opened. The hostess of the house was a woman with sharp eyes but a very gentle smile. Seeing this woman, Lin Yuan politely saluted and greeted: "Good morning, Aunt Yoshino, I'm here. I went to school with Shikamaru."

Nara Yoshino said with a gentle face: "Kōichi, come in and sit down for a while, that brat Shikamaru hasn't gotten up yet."

"Excuse me, Aunt Yoshino."

It was not the first time that Hayashihara came to Nara's house as a guest, so he was not acquainted. After taking off his shoes, he followed Nara Yoshino into the house. When he arrived in the living room, he saw Nara Shikaku sitting on a chair reading a newspaper: "Uncle Nara, Good morning."

"Oh, it's Hongichi. Please come and take Shikamaru to school with you today."

"Uncle, you're welcome. Shikamaru and I are friends, and it's easy to get from my home to school, so it won't be a problem."

"It's better for Hongichi to be sensible. Just sit here for a while, and I'll wake up that brat Shikamaru."

Watching Nara Yoshino go upstairs, Hayashi Yuan rubbed his head and said, "Smart? I was taught a lesson by my mother before I left the house."

Nara Shikaku put down the newspaper and said: "Women are like this. Although they often criticize their husbands and children, they actually love them very much in their hearts. It's just not easy to show it. You have to observe carefully to find out. "

When Nara Shikaku said something that seemed to make sense, a huge commotion came from the second floor of Nara's house. The sound was like a storm passing through, like a tailed beast raging.

Nara Shikaku's mouth twitched when he heard the noise made by his wife, and his originally wise expression became a little unconfident: "Probably..." he said.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand: "I feel like dust has been shaken down... I think it's an illusion."

At the same time, the two people expressed deep sympathy for Shikamaru who was woken up by Nara Yoshino himself on the second floor.

"Really..."

Shikamaru looked at the panda eyes made by his own mother and said sleepily: "Why do I have to get beaten when you get up early? How is the causal relationship between these connected?"

"Well, I can't help it. Today is the graduation day, and Auntie also attaches great importance to it. And you don't want me to carry you to school. Otherwise, I can come a little later."

"Let's forget about that." Shikamaru said with a defiant look on his face: "I have to carry you all the way on my back. It feels like my internal organs are going to be knocked out. I really can't accept it."

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't want to, forget it. I'm afraid you'll spit on me."

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the door of Akimichi's house, and Lin Yuan took out a bag of potato chips.

"Barbeque flavor?"

"Of course."

The two 12-year-old brats were talking like some kind of underworld deal, then they tore open the bags of potato chips and stood at the door of Akimichi's house and started eating potato chips. Soon...

"Ah, there's only one last piece left."

A black shadow suddenly jumped out and snatched the bag of potato chips from Lin Yuan's hand.

"No matter how powerful the opponent is, he will never give up the last bite! Aww!"

Lin Yuan looked at the oil stains on Dingci's mouth and said with a smile: "Dingci, you have already had breakfast, you are becoming more and more plump."

Dingci gave a thumbs up to Lin Yuan and said with shining eyes: "As expected of Hongichi, your vision is as good as ever! And you also smell good."

Lin Yuan took out a lunch box from his backpack and said, "My mother knows that you can't eat enough for one breakfast, so she prepared an extra lunch box for you."

"Wow! Thank you so much for the roasted pork bento made by auntie!"

Ding Ci said that he was about to pounce on the lunch box in Lin Yuan's hand, but Lin Yuan dodged away: "Go and change clothes first, and then eat when you get to school. Today is the graduation group, so we can't be late."

"Yoshi! I'll go change my clothes right away. Just wait for me 1 minute... no, just 30 seconds!"

Whoosh!

Watching Ding Ci's back coming and going like the wind, Lin Yuan picked his ears and said: "When it comes to food, Ding Ci's speed is simply faster than mine. If he can usually have this speed, plus In terms of his offensive power, he has already become the strongest among us at the same time."

"Well, stop telling jokes like that, we all know that's impossible."

"Maybe, why don't we try to make a device next time, put the bento inside and put it on the enemy. Only when the enemy is killed can the bento inside be opened. Do you think Choji will become brave? What about a little?"

"In that case, I think Choji would dare to challenge even Hokage-sama... No, since we can make that kind of prop, why not just make a prop that can directly restrict the enemy's movement?"

"That's right, I haven't thought of this excuse yet. I'll lie to you when I do."

"You guy..."

At Nara's house, Shikaku and Yoshino were having breakfast, during which the topic of today's graduation group inevitably came up. Yoshino said: "Kiroichi is a pretty good person, sensible and polite, and his grades in school are also good. It would be great if he could team up with Shikamaru and cure his laziness."

Nara Shikaku replied: "Ino Shika Butterfly should still be grouped together. The secret techniques of the three of us are the most consistent and the tacit understanding is the best, but it is not necessarily true."

"how?"

"This year's situation is a bit special. There are a total of 37 graduating students. That means if you don't plan to let one of them form a group alone, or join other groups to form a team of four."

"37? It turns out there are exactly 36 graduates, why is there one more?"