Hard training was the most grueling, but for Naruto, the tougher it was, the more it fueled his fighting spirit!
After a day of exhausting practice, Naruto was full of energy again the next morning. He showed up outside the Gekko Mansion and pounded on the iron gate.
The moment Keiko heard the knocking, wrinkles creased her face.
It had to be that brat Naruto outside!
Grandma Keiko opened the door with a stern expression—and sure enough, there was her grandson!
"Good morning, Grandma Keiko! I'm back!" Naruto giggled and scratched his head sheepishly. The whisker marks on his cheeks quivered, and his blond hair swayed gently in the morning breeze.
I'm not even fifty yet!
The Fourth Hokage had been a brilliant man all his life. How had he ended up with such a dimwitted son?
Keiko sighed, exasperated. "Come in."
"Grandma Keiko, how come you didn't ask me if I'd eaten breakfast today?" Naruto asked bashfully.
As if I needed to ask.
Keiko turned around in a huff and went to the kitchen to make Seaweed Rice Balls.
Half an hour later, after enjoying their Seaweed Rice Balls, Hanfeng, Naruto, Karin, and Hinata set out once more for yesterday's Training Camp site: the Naka River.
"You learned to walk yesterday. Today, let's practice running."
Hanfeng ran upstream across the surface of the Naka River, and Naruto and the others immediately followed.
At first, Hanfeng kept his pace slow so the three could get used to it. After they'd fallen into the water a few times, they gradually adjusted to running across the river's surface, so Hanfeng picked up speed.
"So Water Surface Walking isn't that hard after all! Hahaha!" Naruto ran behind Hanfeng, swinging his arms. Remembering how his hard work over the past two days had