[Naruto] Survival Records of the Warring States Period

Back at the store, the store manager has placed two bowls of soba noodles on the table. The portions are more than what you have eaten this week combined.

Mom didn't ask you what you were doing. She just took a small portion from the bowl and ate it slowly, chattering to you about your next plan.

You also eat with restraint. After being hungry for too long, you can't eat too much at one time. Even if this is a meal for two, you can't finish it now, let alone there are three people at home.

While you were eating, the landlady sat next to you and asked for news.

The water previously was given to you by the landlady.

"Have you just come here? It's not easy to find a job during this time." The landlady asked kindly, and couldn't help but sigh when she thought of the current situation.

Mom shook her head with a wry smile and explained the situation at home.

The lady boss was startled after hearing this, and looked at the two of you hesitantly, as if she was about to say something, but after looking at the store, which was not doing very well, she swallowed her words.

"If we are looking for workers, there is a place for the little girl to go." After a while, the landlady seemed to have remembered something: "We are looking for maids in the city. It's a good age to get in."

"You may not be able to get in. Many families who can't afford food send people there. I heard it's very selective, but once you get in, you won't be able to get out." The landlady said, shaking her head, sighing and laughing. She said something she didn't believe herself: "It's not without its benefits. Maybe you can reach the sky in one step in the future."

Your heart suddenly lifts.

After hearing this, your mother glanced at you and smiled reassuringly at you.

"That's okay, Xiaoxue loves home very much."

The topic of sending you to be a maid in the Daimyo City ends here.

Something happened when I got home.

You brought the packed soba noodles home and saw two catchers holding ten hands pushing a man bound by a rope forward.

The man was covered in dirt, his black hair was in strands and sticky, and his numb eyes showed through his hanging hair. He was half-clothed and had a bloody aura that made you wonder if he might be a murderer.

Your mother took you out of the way, and you stood on the street and heard the comments of people around you.

"Killing..."

"I was sent to the disciplinary center, and I don't know if I can come out again."

"Why bother? Just dig some wild vegetables to get through it."

"It's such a serious crime to kill a living being."

……

The man violated the meat ban.

Mom’s arm holding you is shaking.

You hesitated for a moment, then raised your hand to cover the back of her hand on your shoulder.

"Don't be hesitant." You raised your head and looked back at her: "Today is your lucky day."

A woman's tears fall silently, falling on your face like raindrops.

Today is indeed a lucky day.

Your cheap dad returned home safely just as it was getting dark.

What he brought back was not raw meat, but barbecue that had been cooled. The fat that should have been on the surface of the barbecue was gone along with the skin, leaving a tasteless meat inside.

The meat was hidden in the middle of a bamboo basket with a pile of firewood and a few wild vegetables. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make the eyes of several children in the family shine.

You opened the door to the backyard and used the dim starlight to tear the barbecue along its own texture. Each of you got some shredded meat and mixed it into the noodles you brought back.

Both the noodles and the meat are filled with an unpalatable taste.

But he had to eat it.

For the first time in a while, you were barely full.

I still have some money on me.

This money cannot be used casually, it needs to pay for your rent next month.

As for tomorrow, it’s another day of searching for ethereal job opportunities.

But anyway, you can sleep better tonight.

Thanks Senju Hashirama.

You closed your eyes.