"Hinata, Hanabi, what do you want to eat?"
Naruto looked at Hinata and Hanabi, asking for their opinions.
"Anything is fine, Naruto-kun," Hinata said.
"Brother Naruto, I want beef noodles—the kind with huge chunks of beef, not that paper-thin beef from Doffy Lanzhou Ramen Shop." Hanabi had no intention of being polite with Naruto and called out to him directly.
"Alright, alright, whatever you say. Uncle Teuchi, did you hear that?" Naruto held the Nine-Tails in his arms and spoke to Teuchi.
Teuchi glanced at the little fox in Naruto's arms again, then nodded. "I heard you. Don't worry, my ramen shop gives generous portions of beef."
With that, he cheerfully went off to make the noodles.
He did not care about the little fox in Naruto's arms. Although he sensed a trace of lingering aura from his own clan, what did it matter to him? No matter what disaster befell the world, his ramen shop would open as usual the next day.
That was the confidence of Teuchi Otsutsuki.
"Naruto, the noodles are here." Teuchi carried over a tray with ten bowls of ramen and set them before Naruto. Whenever Naruto came to eat at his shop, he only needed to serve this one customer.
Because this one customer brought in as much money as an entire day's business.
Then Teuchi discovered that the girl who looked too shy to even speak had an enormous appetite as well. She ate fifty bowls of ramen in a row before she was barely full.
Judging by the way the girl and Naruto acted, they seemed very close.
Being able to eat together was what mattered most. Life could be summed up in one word: eat. You had to eat up top, and you had to eat down below. Only then was