"Uncle, have you finished counting?"
Leaning against the counter as he waited to pay, Fugaku glanced up at the clock on the wall.
"Lunch break is about to end."
"Wait, wait. I wouldn't miscount the ramen I made, would I?"
Ichiraku's Father was still frowning as he tried to recall it carefully, but for some reason, no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't figure out where those nine missing bowls of ramen had gone.
"Boss of the Bottom, thanks for the meal!"
Having eaten and drunk his fill, Minato walked over while supporting himself against the wall, offering Fugaku, who had treated them, his sincere gratitude.
"Ha! We're bros. What are a few bowls of ramen? Stick with Boss of the Bottom from now on, and I guarantee you'll eat and drink well!"
Fugaku proudly patted Minato on the shoulder, laying it on thick with promises that cost him nothing.
Minato couldn't help showing a look of anticipation.
As the saying went, a wise bird chose the tree it perched in.
From what he had seen just now, Fugaku, this Boss of the Bottom, was both strong and rich. Following him definitely wouldn't mean getting shortchanged.
Just as he was imagining a wonderful future, he caught sight of Aburame Shibi emerging while leaning against the wall out of the corner of his eye. He hurriedly shook off his fantasies and pointed behind him.
"Boss of the Bottom, I was so focused on eating ramen that I nearly forgot to introduce him. This is my friend."
"Huh?"
Hearing Minato abruptly change the subject, Fugaku froze slightly. He craned his neck and looked in the direction Minato pointed.
There was nothing there. What friend?
"Kid, are you too lonely?"
Fugaku looked at Minato with a hint of pity as