Konoha: My Liver Experience in the Ninja World

"Honey, is that the newspaper you ordered?"

The young husband was a little puzzled: "No, I will unsubscribe after the child is born."

"Could it be a wrong delivery?"

"It's possible that the newsboy made a mistake." The husband picked up the newspaper on the ground and was going to ask the newsboy.

To him, a newspaper doesn't cost much.

But for those newsboys, if they send the wrong one, it will be uncomfortable for a long time.

Looking at the bold title, my husband became interested.

'I'll just take a look! '

As the husband thought about it, his attention was gradually attracted by the words above.

The wife saw her husband staring intently at the newspaper, rolled her eyes, and walked to the store with his arm.

As the reading progressed, a pang of anger rose in the young husband's chest.

He couldn't wait to see the end of the article.

Now he really wants to know who stole his wealth!

'So, who is the despicable person who stole our wealth, I think it is...'

The husband quickly turned to the back, but did not see the answer.

"What kind of shit newspaper, I don't know who wrote it on the street, it's actually hooking readers' appetites at this time!"

He was so angry that he looked up at the head of the newspaper, wanting to see which newspaper it was.

If possible, he would like to send cordial greetings to this newspaper.

A strange name came into view——

"Leaf Daily"

'"Konoha Daily", is it a newly established newspaper? '

Unknowingly, he walked to the store.

Just as he was about to put down the newspaper, the husband suddenly heard the discussion of colleagues in his ear.

"Do you know the Konoha Daily?"

"Why, did you also receive this newspaper today?"

"It seems that [-]% of the new newspapers want to open up the market."

"But the article written on it is too annoying. If the above content is true, who do you think has stolen our wealth?"

"It's hard to say, it can't be the third Hokage-sama."

Everyone suddenly burst into laughter, and the air was full of joy.

The young husband recalled the contents of the newspaper, and an answer that made his hair stand on end passed through his mind for no reason.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"What's impossible?"

When the wife heard her husband muttering to himself, she turned her head and found that the man's face was ugly, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and asked with concern:

"Are you feeling unwell?"

The husband squeezed out an ugly smile: "It's okay, let's work quickly."

The two got busy, but that question kept circling in his mind.

'After all, who stole our wealth? '

Konoha has a high literacy rate. In this era when television was not popular, newspapers were also one of the main forms of entertainment for people.

Even the farmers who worked hard in the fields knew about this matter with the selfless help of some 'good-hearted people'.

Gradually, a trend is forming.

......

Kakashi sat on the chair after not sleeping well all night, looking at the newspaper he received last night, and finally knew what information Qianye told him.

'However, if there is no actual data as supporting evidence, once everyone knows that the founder of this newspaper is the Uchiha clan, I am afraid it will trigger a stronger backlash. '

Qianye is very kind to him, Kakashi can't pretend he can't see anything.

He was going to explain the seriousness of this problem to Qianye.

Kakashi was so anxious that he didn't care about eating breakfast, and ran directly towards the Hokage Building.

......

Naruto Building.

Qianye was in a good mood looking at the rising sun.

Yesterday, most of the eyeliner daimyo placed in Konoha, under the gaze of a pair of writing sharing eyes, upholding the principle of voluntariness, sent back a lot of negative information to daimyo about him.

This information can temporarily stabilize the daimyo for a period of time.

In a few days, Qianye will be able to go to the capital of the Land of Fire again to present Uchiha's specialties to the daimyo.

The specialty is also called 'loyalty! '

'After everyone has finished their lunch, the second newspaper can be delivered. '

While thinking about it, a boy with short blond hair, clear blue eyes, three beard-like textures on each side of his cheeks, and wearing white short sleeves was sent in.

After seeing Qianye, Naruto took two steps back, feeling a little nervous in his blue child hole.

"Who are you? Why are you sitting in the position of the third-generation grandfather?"

He was staying at home the day before yesterday, lying on the window sill and looking at the bustling pedestrians below.

It was lively outside, but it had nothing to do with him.

As a result, several masked ninjas suddenly appeared in the house, claiming to be ninjas under the command of the third Hokage, and were ordered to protect him.

Then Naruto saw Zuosuke's father also appear, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he found himself in a secluded courtyard.

There was a red and white round fan pattern painted on the wall, which he recognized.

That jerk in class had it on his clothes.

However, he still liked being in that courtyard.

No contact, no injury.

Then, Naruto was secretly escorted to the Hokage Building.

"My name is Uchiha Qianya, the patriarch of the Uchiha clan, and the Fifth Hokage of Konoha."

Kyuubi, who was sealed in Naruto's body, couldn't help but stood up, grinning.

Although he was very, very upset with the Uchiha bastards.

However, he also didn't like Bird Leaf.

Therefore, after hearing that Uchiha has become Konoha's Fifth Hokage, Kyuubi couldn't help it, and was happy.

"Fifth Generation..." Naruto's boy hole zoomed in: "Hokage?!"

"What about the three generations of grandpas?"

Qianye said lightly, "Dead."

When Naruto heard these words, his heart felt as if he had been hit by a bullet. Unspeakable grief instantly enveloped his young heart, and Dou Da's tears couldn't stop dripping down.

For Naruto, the three generations who are amiable and take good care of him are the only ones in the village who don't hate him anymore.

It's like... my own family.

Therefore, when he called the third generation, he always used "three generations of grandpa" to address each other.

Because, this is his inner vision.

Now, his only relative is gone too.

He's going back to the past again, and he's...alone again.

"How did the third-generation grandfather die?" Naruto lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his voice was hoarse.

The sunlight coming in from the window filled the room, except where Naruto was standing.

It was cold there.

Naruto was on the verge of losing control of his emotions, and the chakra of Nine Tails in his body began to boil.

'Chance! Nine Tails grinned to the root of his teeth: "That's it, kid, that's it!"

'

Qianye walked up to Naruto, squatted down, put his hands on his shoulders, and opened his scarlet Sharingan silently.

Gouyu twisted and changed quickly, forming a black four-cornered dart.

"Kaleidoscopic Sharingan!

"

Kyuubi looked at Qianye's indifferent eyes, his smile froze on his face, and the boiling chakra instantly cooled down.

He was threatened, by a... Uchiha kid!

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