Civilian Naruto: Becoming invincible from the Eight Gates

After explaining his identity to the gate god, Ooki Nojiri brought Suzumiya Musashi into Konoha Village.

Clean and tidy streets, men and women coming and going.

Compared to the chaos and pain outside, Konoha can be called a paradise.

He looked as he walked, trying to overlap the vivid scene before him with the image in his memory.

As for Nojiri Oki, who had repeated "I'm going to starve to death in the next second" more than 70 times, his eyes now turned into obscene funny eyes, and suspicious liquid was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"I'm finally back, little sister...the fragrant little sister...the clean and beautiful little sister of Konoha...hehe...hehehe"

"Hey! Your smile is too perverted, please restrain yourself." Suzumiya Musashi reminded.

"Oh oh, slurp!" After wiping his saliva, Oki Nojiri led Musashi Suzumiya forward.

A rich aroma entered my nose.

"Gululu~"

Their stomachs protested, and the two of them seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

Turn around and look.

A few big words come into view——【Ichiraku Ramen Shop】

"Gululu~Gululu~"

People passing by couldn't help but look over.

"These two little devils...are they beggars!"

"It stinks! Let's go!"

"Damn it, I still want to eat ramen. No, I'm leaving now."

The voices beside them did not shy away from the two of them, and Nojiri Ooki's face immediately turned red.

"Let's go to my house to change clothes." Enduring the intense hunger and looking embarrassed, Ooki Nojiri was about to pull Suzumiya Musashi and leave.

"Dangdangdang!" A pleasant female voice.

"Ichiraku Ramen's new soup, welcome to try it!"

Two small bowls of ramen, steaming hot, appeared in front of the two.

Behind the ramen is a smiling face set off by the heat.

Through the small white chef's hat, you can vaguely see the gentle eyebrows and eyes.

two months.

Hungry, cold, restless.

Being despised, being abused, being attacked, and being beaten to death.

The smiling face in front of him, like sunshine piercing through the heavy mist, made Suzumiya Musashi's heart beat stronger.

Why is the face in front of me blurry?

Oh, it must be the heat from the ramen.

Suzumiya Musashi quickly closed his eyes.

After the heat in his eyes dissipated, he looked up at the girl in front of him.

He was about six years old, almost a head taller than me, with a smiling face under his white chef's hat.

Not far away, the ugly uncle working in the shop also had a smile on his face.

"Two guests, free tasting of new products, please give your comments!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Nojiri Oki took the ramen and immediately started to wolf it down. Even pigs would shake their heads when seeing his crazy eating style.

"...Thank you, I will taste it carefully." Suzumiya Musashi took the bowl and chopsticks, grabbed the back of Nojiri Oki's collar, and walked to a corner where they would not disturb the guests.

Enjoy this rare delicacy.

It's just that I've been hungry for too long, the ramen slid into the esophagus as soon as it entered my mouth, and every cell in my body was groaning with satisfaction, so I couldn't give any objective and useful evaluation.

While they were eating in the corner, a childish female voice interrupted them.

"There! There they are! Two sneaky little devils."

Suzumiya Musashi: “…”

Nojiri Ohki: “(?｀?Д?′)!!”

There were two figures in front of me, one big and one small.

There is a striking round fan logo on the clothes.

A little girl in purple clothes was pointing at Suzumiya and Musashi, looking them up and down with a clever look, and then looked at the adult man behind her as if to seek credit.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the two dirty beggars with indifference.

The girl, who was about his age, spoke again: "No secret can escape my eyes, Uchiha Izumi! Tell me! Are you spies from outside?"

"Quan, stop messing around."

The adult man looked at Suzumiya and Musashi and said calmly: "Although you are just two brats... Explain your origins and the reason for coming to Konoha. If you can't explain clearly, Konoha will not welcome you."

[The arrogant Uchiha clan? ] Suzumiya Musashi thought to himself.

Nojiri Oki nervously stepped forward to explain his identity, while he sorted out the dishes and brought them to the hand-made counter.

"We are so sorry! We can't give good advice since we haven't eaten for a long time."

"If possible, next time I will clean myself up and bring enough silver to taste it."

"Arigato dog servant Mas!"

He put down his bowl and chopsticks and came over to Nojiri Oki, who was hurriedly explaining his identity.

"Okay, you are the son of Shuei-do, I know, what about you?" The Uchiha man turned his gaze to Suzumiya Musashi. "Explain clearly."

Stopping Oki who was still trying to explain, Suzumiya Musashi straightened the scraps of cloth on his body, looked directly at the Uchiha in front of him, and said the codeword he had memorized.

"Shen, Xu, Chou, Mao, Chicken, Jia San, Basketball, Oil Cake, Jonin Vest, Fried Fish with Essence."

"Suzumiya Musashi, I have brought back important information. Please take me to see the Hokage."

The two Uchiha: "?"

Nojiri Ohki: “(?｀?Д?′)!!”

Hokage's office.

After the Uchiha clan member who led the way left, Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at the pitch-black little ghost in front of him.

At the same time, Suzumiya Musashi was also looking at the Third Hokage in front of him.

The strongest Hokage in history who hid Naruto, condoned the extermination of the Uchiha clan, and signed unequal treaties, Sarutobi Hiruzen, who is known as the "Professor of Ninjutsu".

There is no difference from the image in the anime, the same Hokage robe, the heavy smoker, and the wrinkled face.

Just looking at his temperament, it is hard to imagine that he is one of the most powerful people in the ninja world.

"So, he is Kenta's son." Sarutobi Hiruzen said softly as he looked at the translated information in his hand.

"Yes, before he died, my father told me his identity and information, and asked me to send the information back to the Hokage of Konoha even if I died." Suzumiya Musashi said.

"Huh!" Exhaling a puff of smoke, Sarutobi Hiruzen spoke slowly. "It's hard for you to carry out a mission at such a young age."

"Father said that no matter how young you are, you are still a member of the village. Everything is for the village!"

"The information is very valuable. You can freely exchange the merits accumulated by your father for ninjutsu, silver or other things. There is a special office where you can collect them at any time."

"Then there is one last thing."

Suzumiya Musashi was confused: "One last thing? What?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen turned to the jonin beside him and said, "Ibiki, take him to clean up and come back to see me."

"Yes! Hokage-sama."

Half an hour later, the pitch-black little beggar turned into a clean little boy. Although his skin still had obvious signs of weathering, his handsome appearance was revealed.

"This time it's correct. As expected, he is just as handsome as Kenta was when he was a child." Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at Suzumiya Musashi's appearance and no longer had any doubts in his heart.

"Wherever the leaves are flying, the fire will continue to grow. The fire will continue to illuminate the village and make new leaves sprout."

"Welcome home, kid. Grow up healthy and strong here. One day, you will become an excellent ninja like your father."

Suzumiya Musashi said with determination: "Hokage-sama, please believe me, I will definitely become a better Konoha ninja than my father!"

Under the instructions of the Third Hokage, a special person took Suzumiya Musashi to receive Suzumiya Kenta's inheritance, including a small house, some furniture in the house, and the ninjutsu scroll sealed in the secret compartment of the room.

Later, with the help of the other party, he bought everything and rented a house near Ichiraku Ramen.

Real estate is a high-risk investment in Konoha, and Suzumiya Musashi feels that renting a house next to Ichiraku will give him a sense of security.

It seems that we can even see the shadow of the happy little days.