The beginning of Naruto Saiyan blood

Along the way, there was another wave of cold eyes and disgust, attacking Naruto all the time.

What kind of bullshit is this?

The Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki?Are you all afraid of this?

Then just wait. In short, this fool will not save you like before.

Everything in front of him is a false existence. He can only become stronger quickly and then start to fight against rice. In terms of acting, Naruto has never been afraid of anyone!

Holding back the disgusting gaze, he walked to a deserted place not far from the school gate.

Think about the vicious whispers and looks from those people just now, as well as the unpleasant memories of the past five years.

Naruto said with a very cold heart: "What can I do at the age of six to make you treat me like this?"

"This Konoha really makes me sick every second. Hell is really overcrowded and demons are walking around the world."

"Where the leaves are flying, the fire will continue to grow? Will the fire continue to illuminate the village? And make new leaves sprout? Ridiculous, really ridiculous, the fire will only burn everything, and the flying fire leaves are like toxins, spreading everywhere world!"

After a while, he adjusted his mentality, put his hands in his pockets, changed his previous appearance, put on a sunny smile and walked towards the school. People who didn't know it thought he really liked Konoha.

In the ninja school, it was very lively with people coming and going at this time, and people from various big families in Konoha were all over the campus.

They all have one thing in common, that is, they all talk and laugh with their children.

Only Naruto...

"Sure enough, I'm still so envious."

Naruto said bitterly.

He also wants to sign up with his parents, just like these guys who always have a smile on their face.

……

Although I long for it in my heart, it is a pity that this is reality and it is useless to think about it now. Everything that should be available will be available in the future.

On the surface, he walked towards the registration desk with a smile on his face.

With a sunny smile on his face, he said: "Hello, I'm here to sign up."

Looks very energetic.

After saying that, he handed the registration form that the third generation had prepared in his hand and the money in another letter to the statistics teacher of this year.

This teacher is quite good in the education field, and his strength is suspected to be that of a chuunin.

After Naruto retracted his hand, he unconsciously looked at this familiar-looking teacher?

The pineapple head, the location of the scar on the face, and the ordinary green vest chuunin clothes.

He is the gold medal C teacher of the ninja school, his name seems to be Umino Iruka, a poor guy whose parents both died at the hands of Kyuubi.

In the original work, this person was the image of a good teacher who often invited Naruto to eat ramen, which also made Naruto develop a favorable impression of Iruka at this time.

Of course, it was just a little bit. Now Naruto was in no mood to play any teacher-student friendship forgiveness game with the other party.

While Iruka took the registration form, he also noticed this face that often gave him nightmares and even wanted to kill him.

He suddenly thought in his mind: "Kyuubi? You are indeed what the Third Generation said, coming to a holy place like school. Will you pollute this place like you killed my parents?"

……

Although Iruka seems very ordinary now, just like treating ordinary strangers, for Naruto, this feeling of hatred that has been engraved deep in his soul for a long time is absolutely correct!

The other person most likely hates and hates him extremely.

That's right, Naruto doesn't have particularly strong strength now, nor does he have any achievements, nor does he have the story of Mizuki with the other party. There is only the orange fox in his body that killed the other party's parents.

So it's normal for Iruka to have this kind of resentment towards himself, right?

But so what?

Wouldn't Naruto get used to the other person's mood, fall into Mizuki's trap like in the original novel, and then deliberately try to please others?

Only a stupid dog would do that!

He will only quietly let Shuimu know who is playing with IQ, who is the father's father, and who is in the atmosphere!

So it doesn't matter to Naruto what Iruka thinks, he can go wherever he wants.

But now the drama still needs to be played out. Maybe after finishing the registration, Iruka will go to the third generation to report the news.

So the expression must be more sunny.

After finishing washing up in the morning, he put on his best sunny smile when practicing in the mirror and said: "Hello, teacher, is there anything else I need to do?"

Hearing this, the latter calmed down.

He smiled and said, "Well...it's okay, I just see that you look like the same person, so I wish you a happy enrollment."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand and handed Naruto a slip of paper with a class position. It was a special class.

"Well, thank you teacher, I will try my best to become a person recognized by everyone. That's weird!"

Naruto added the last sentence emphatically a hundred times in his mind!

He took the note and responded with a smile, then walked into the school building with brisk steps, pretending that he was very happy now.

After looking at the name on the registration form in his hand, and then at Naruto who walked into the teaching building, his eyes became more complicated.

Uzumaki Naruto, should I hate you?Or should I put aside my hatred and become a qualified teacher in front of you?

Iruka found it difficult to breathe when he thought of Sarutobi Hiruzen's order some time ago.

Because Lord Hokage actually allowed himself to instill the will of fire into the Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki.

Would it be more attractive for someone like me, whose parents were killed by Kyuubi, to do this kind of thing...

……

Holding the note in his hand and following the information on it, Naruto finally found the classroom and walked in after searching for a long time.

……

The originally lively scene in the classroom suddenly became quiet.

What followed was a burst of whispers, but with Naruto's current perception, even if the voice was quieter, he could still hear it clearly.

"That demon fox is here. Why is he in this class? What a bad luck. Can I change classes?"

"Why am I in the same class as this guy? I won't get sick, right? It's a plague..."

"Why don't you die?"

"..."

Ignoring these purely malicious remarks, I pretended not to hear them and walked towards the classroom.

Along the way, Naruto had a smile on his face, but his face was a little twitchy and forced.

In his sensitive perception, there were less than ten people in the class who looked at him with pure eyes and did not say bad words to him. This was a very surprising discovery!

Naruto had never felt anything like this before.

Sure enough...are they these people?

Konoha's Twelve Strong, familiar faces, these guys' fathers have some relationship with the Yondaime Namami Feng Minato, and they know the truth to some extent, so they are not evil to their own senses, right?

"Hmph! What can you do if you have been bound by fate for a long time? Just like me..."

"It's so troublesome. I'm in the same class as this troublesome guy. If I had known, I wouldn't have listened to my father and come to school." After saying that, he lay directly on the table and looked out the window with dead eyes.

"Sakura, let's go to my flower shop after school today. I have a new batch of beautiful roses in my shop."

"Okay, okay, roses are my favorite, Ino."

Two pretty girls talked with each other in voices as clear as silver bells.

But just as Naruto was about to pass them, Sakura spoke again.

"Hey~ Ino, he's here, what should I do? I won't be eaten, right?"

"Don't be afraid, he won't dare. If he dares to bully you, I will beat him!"

As he spoke, he waved his delicate little fists twice in front of Sakura.

The two young guys now are not jealous because of Sasuke, so their relationship is still very good.

At this time, Naruto listened to the harsh words in his ears, and the smile on his face finally could no longer be maintained. He lowered his head and walked to the back row, sitting down lightly.

He didn't notice that there was a girl with a delicate appearance, like a porcelain doll, right next to him. Her face was shyly pointing at her two index fingers, and she turned to look at him from time to time.