Will of Fire Ninja World Trash

Naruto woke up from his hammock, seeing that it was already late. He waved to the four young recruits he had just taken in and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to ramen."

"Alright!"

Another round of cheers erupted. The four green, fresh recruits followed him, their faces full of excitement as they walked towards Ichiraku Ramen not too far away.

Lifting the warm curtain, Teuchi Ichiraku was about to welcome them when he looked up and saw Naruto leading four grubby children inside.

Teuchi Ichiraku was stunned at first, but then his expression returned to normal as he warmly asked, "What would the guests like to eat?"

Naruto didn't actually like ramen much; he had gotten a bit tired of it after eating it a few times. Fortunately, he wasn't a picky eater, and besides, he wanted to get closer to Teuchi Ichiraku.

Perhaps this ramen-selling uncle's real surname was Otsutsuki. After all, any ninja who hadn't eaten Ichiraku Ramen would surely die.

For this reason, Naruto approached eating ramen with a sense of pilgrimage every time.

The four children seemed a bit reserved, standing behind Naruto and not daring to speak. They only timidly cast quick glances at the price list posted on the wall.

Although Konoha's orphans generally received subsidies, they were tiered. In any case, the situation of the people in front of him wasn't very good; they were probably just barely able to eat enough to survive.

Even Ichiraku Ramen was an unattainable delicacy for the four of them.

"I'll have the Tonkotsu Ramen," Naruto said. "And get the same for my four friends first."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Teuchi Ichiraku smiled and returned to the kitchen.

Under the light, the four sat somewhat awkwardly and uneasily, waiting. Naruto yawned, bored, and chatted with them.

"Have you guys ever had Tonkotsu Ramen?"

"No," the four replied in unison, shaking their heads.

"Then come eat it every day from now on, and stop when you feel like you're going to puke," Naruto said indifferently, as if it were a trivial remark.

He didn't even know their names. Naruto hadn't asked, and they hadn't said.

"How is that possible?"

It was actually possible, because Naruto had no shortage of money right now, and nowhere to spend it. He didn't have a habit of extravagant spending, nor was there any reason for him to spend money carelessly.

"You'll know when the time comes," Naruto said. "Anyway, meet me at the usual spot tomorrow. We'll have ice cream and ramen again tomorrow."

"Got it, boss!" The four showed happy expressions and replied in unison.

He was truly bored, which was why he was doing something that seemed so pointless. But before he finished those twenty D-rank missions, he might not even be able to participate in the Chunin Exams.

If that were the case, Naruto would have to spend August and September alone in boredom.

Seeing the four enjoying their meal, Naruto yawned again, completely lacking any appetite. He thought to himself, when would these boring days end? He wished the Chunin Exams would come sooner.

Late at night, Naruto parted ways with the four.

This scene was witnessed by Ino, who had just finished her training. She found it a bit strange that Naruto was hanging out with those kids.

But seeing them separate, Ino didn't think about it any further and walked towards the Yamanaka Flower Shop.

She didn't know how to face Naruto now and didn't want to complicate their relationship, so she decided it would be best to just cool off for a while.

However, not long after she left, she brushed past a strange, white-haired old man. He was tall, wearing a fishnet-lined training outfit with a red coat over it, and a forehead protector with the kanji for "oil" on it.

When did such a person arrive in the village? Ino turned back and stared at the person for a long time, but ultimately didn't follow him.

Perhaps it was related to the upcoming Chunin Exams in Konoha. Many people from other villages were coming, so it made sense in that context.

Naruto also saw Jiraiya from a distance but didn't go over. Instead, he headed straight home in his own direction.

If he got involved with Jiraiya, his future days would definitely be troublesome.

He really didn't want to inherit the title of the "Child of Prophecy." To be honest, Naruto truly couldn't believe anything a toad said.

Now he was the God of Shinobi. Although this thing was just a puppet, it was good for spreading the word. Even if it wasn't necessarily useful, just spreading hellish jokes in Konoha Village and disrupting public order was a good thing.

But the regrettable thing was that Naruto had to ensure he wasn't caught. Besides him, no one else could know that he was the grumbling God of Shinobi.

After returning home, Naruto went to sleep as usual.

At midnight, his biological clock caused Naruto to suddenly open his eyes. He brought up his panel and, right on time, updated a status for the God of Shinobi.

"August 17th, the Will of Fire is trash in the Ninja World."

After sending it, Naruto fell back asleep.

The next day, Konoha collectively held a lecture on the Will of Fire. Ninjas were handing out pamphlets about the Will of Fire everywhere on the streets, and many slogans were posted on the walls.

Kakashi even notified Naruto to remember to attend the Will of Fire advanced class at the Ninja Academy, and to attend it on behalf of Sasuke and Sakura of Team Seven.

"That won't do, I still have D-rank missions to do," Naruto complained.

"I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it," Kakashi said, crouching on Naruto's window and scratching his head. "How about this: you use the Transformation Jutsu to attend class for Sasuke and Sakura, and we'll waive the D-rank missions."

"Deal."

"Oh, right," Kakashi said, as if suddenly remembering something before leaving. "Tomorrow, the three of you will submit your applications for the Chunin Exams at the Ninja Academy together. I've already submitted your names."

"I remember."

Kakashi vanished as soon as he finished giving his instructions.

"Ah." Naruto slowly got up to wash his face. He suddenly remembered his promise with those four kids, so he skipped class.

At the entrance of a convenience store, five people, led by Naruto, squatted in a line, licking ice cream bars. The scorching sun was several meters away from them.

"So, Boss, you don't have to pick up trash today?" one of the boys asked, a little disappointed.

"Yeah, not for now. I have other things to do." Naruto swallowed the ice cream in one gulp, casually tossed the wooden stick aside, and stood up. "Wait for me around here. We'll go eat barbecue around noon."

"Um..." The only girl among the four looked up, her gaze fixed on Naruto through her messy, thick hair. "Why are you being so nice to us?"

"No reason." Naruto glanced back at the four of them. "If I don't hang out with you guys, I don't know what else I'd do, so..."

"Anyway, just wait for me here obediently."

With that, Naruto walked away without looking back.

After his figure disappeared in the distance, one of the four boys, who was slightly thinner, suddenly spoke. His voice, however, became like a duck's, typical of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old going through puberty.

"Tayuya, isn't this Nine-Tails Jinchuriki a little too easy to fool?"

The girl called Tayuya glared at the speaker and said, "Shut up. Say that again, and I'll kill you!"

Note: Esteemed readers, the next two chapters will feature a "little loudspeaker" plotline. If you don't like it, you can skim through quickly, (skipping will only affect the plot slightly) as this is a setup for later chapters. You can also skip them entirely.

Reference: Chapter 36, One-Tail