Konoha's Sea of ​​Fire

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"Look, that kid with the whiskers on his face, he was the one who killed the fourth generation."

"He is the son of a demon fox, which is really annoying."

"If it wasn't for him, the fourth generation would not have died."

"Why is Lord Fenghuo together with the son of the demon fox?"

"Idiot, Master Fenghuo must be monitoring the son of the demon fox to prevent him from harming others."

"In my opinion, wouldn't it be enough to just kill the son of the demon fox and let him grow up to harm others in the future?"

Passers-by on both sides of the street, men, women, old and young, all stared at little Naruto indifferently. Just as the fourth generation was popular back then, Naruto today is just as ostracized.

Little Naruto looked at these passers-by strangely and didn't understand why they looked at him like this, but he was young and didn't care.

Suddenly, little Naruto saw a few children about his age playing on a street corner not far away. His eyes lit up and he ran over to join them, but the parents of those children ran away immediately. came over, took their children away, and sternly warned their children never to play with the son of the demon fox in the future.

Little Naruto stood there blankly, watching them go away at a loss. Then he turned back and ran to Feng Huo, no, it was Flower Boy No. 1 Shadow Clone, and said aggrievedly: "Blind uncle, why are they all If you don’t want to play with me, what is a demon fox?”

Flower Boy No. 1 Shadow Clone, who had already been tortured to a point of weakness by Little Naruto, said bluntly after hearing this: "The demon fox is the Nine Tails and Nine Trumpets, because uh"

He suddenly realized that these words were really inappropriate to say to the three-year-old Naruto, so he quickly changed his words and said, "You will know when you grow up."

Little Naruto put his hands on his hips and stared at the Flower Boy No. 1 Shadow Clone with squinted eyes and dissatisfaction.

The shadow clone of Flower Boy No. 1 was happy and unafraid, thinking that he was just a shadow clone anyway, and taking the blame had nothing to do with him, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Little Naruto walked in front angrily, and the passers-by on both sides saw him as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions, with either disgust or disgust in their eyes, and no one was friendly and harmonious.

Along the way, little Naruto felt wronged and angry, and finally cried.

The Flower Boy No. 1 Shadow Clone is at a loss. These days, he has been tortured to death by Akatsuki Naruto. How could he have thought that this little devil would be here today? Heaven, earth, which angel sister opened these eyes?

However, isn’t it too dirty to think this way?

But it was really exciting to see little Naruto cry.

The Shadow Clone of Flower Boy No. 1 scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Naruto, don't cry. Aren't you going to the forest to catch bugs? We will be in the woods soon."

"I won't catch bugs anymore, I won't catch bugs anymore, wow wow." With this consolation, little Naruto burst out and began to cry loudly. Then he threw himself into the arms of Flower Boy No. 1 Shadow Clone and punched him with two small fists. His chest.

"Pfft~"

Little Naruto's hand was quite strong, and the Shadow Clone of Flower Boy No. 1 was hit so hard that he choked on his saliva.

Rumors about Naruto were raging in the village. All the people close to the fourth generation, including Hiruzaru Sarutobi, did not come forward to refute the rumors.

Feng Huo didn't know whether this was right or wrong, but even Nara Shikaku, who had a very high IQ, agreed to this matter. He thought he was slightly worse than Nara Shikaku, what else could he say?

Fortunately, Naruto has himself, uh, twenty shadow clones to take care of him, so he is not as lonely and unloved as he was in his previous life.

As for outside speculation, Feng Huo doesn't need to pay attention to it. After all, he is the three-tailed jinchuriki. Taking care of the nine-tailed jinchuriki, Naruto, is not a normal thing. Who would guess in the direction of the fourth son?

On this day, Yuhi Hong suddenly came to him and said it was Kurama

Yakumo dropped out of school.

"It's because of physical reasons," Feng Huo sighed.

Yuhi Kurenai nodded: "Well, Yakumo's body is too weak. She will be exhausted after practicing for a while and cannot keep up with the progress of other students in the class. So her parents decided to let her drop out of school."

Feng Huo smiled and said, "It's more than that, hehehe."

Yuhi Hong rolled her eyes at him and hummed, "They asked me to be Yakumo's tutor and teach me the knowledge of genjutsu alone."

Feng Huo smiled broadly: "This is really excellent."

"Did you have some crooked ideas again?" Xihihong looked at her warily.

"Bah, I'm a serious ninja, who do you think I am?" Feng Huo was dissatisfied and stretched out his hands.

Yuhi Hong angrily slapped his hand away, blushing and said: "Kakashi told me, you, you"

"I, what's wrong with me?" Feng Huo looked at Xiri's red face and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"You, you actually look, look" Yuhi Hong looked embarrassed to say anything.

Feng Huo's whole body was in bad shape. Even though he was as smart as he was, he still didn't understand that Kakashi, a bad guy, was complaining.

When Kakashi sent Naruto over before, there was a little friction between the two, and then Kakashi threw his indescribable manga without a cover over.

After that, ahem, that indescribable comic book is still lying in his arms.

Kakashi this bastard

Feng Huo was so angry that his liver and intestines were broken into twelve perfect pieces.

"Red, don't listen to Kakashi's nonsense. Don't look at this guy who usually looks like he's arrogant, but he's actually a sullen man. He moves his left and right hands in slow motion every night."

Just as Feng Huo was about to throw dirty water, Yuhi Hong couldn't stand it anymore, so she covered her ears and ran away with a red face.

"Hey, no, Hong, don't run, I haven't finished speaking yet."

The two chatted and came to Kurama's house, and met Kurama Yakumo smoothly.

The little girl sat there weakly, with a look of discomfort on her face.

"Yakumo, don't be sad. Your health will be better when you grow up." Yuhi Hong walked over and gently hugged the little girl's head to comfort her, "I will be your teacher from now on, and I will teach you well."

"But I want to go to school." Kurama Yakumo looked at her hopefully, "Sister Kurenai, can I still go to school in the future?"

Yuhi Hong bit her lip, not knowing how to answer.

At this time, the leader of the Kurama clan, Kurama Congyun, who had taught the theoretical knowledge of the fire-sealing illusion, came over.

"Yakumo, don't be ridiculous. From now on, you will learn genjutsu from Hong and don't think too much about other things, you know."

Kurama Yakumo loves his daughter very much, but as the patriarch, he has great expectations for his daughter who has the limit of blood inheritance. Therefore, he not only hopes that his daughter will grow up safely and healthily, but also hopes that her daughter will shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the family. The responsibility of the Kurama clan and this complex psychology caused him to suffer tremendously every day.

"And you, why are you here?" Kurama Congyun finally found a punching bag when he saw Feng Huo.

"Hey, I have a bad temper." Feng Huo rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

Yuhi Hong saw it and hurriedly came over to hold him back: "Feng Huo, don't be rude, Lord Kurama is an elder."

"I look like him," Feng Huo said angrily, "I wanted to beat this old man ten years ago."

An Ma Congyun looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, knowing that he could not defeat Feng Huo long ago, so he walked down the steps of Xirihong and said: "For Hong's sake, I don't see Hong like you do." , Yakumo will be left to you."

With that said, he Shi Ran left.