Sorry, I Don't Eat Pork!

As soon as he finished speaking, Naruto drew upon this brand-new power.

In an instant—

"Whoosh—" A crimson hue surged into his pupils. A blood-red Tomoe slowly appeared, dazzling as a star in the night sky and radiating the pride unique to the Uchiha.

It was none other than the One-Tomoe Sharingan.

"So this is the Sharingan?" Naruto lightly traced a finger around his eye, then smirked proudly. "This power is nothing special..."

Indeed, compared to Naruto's current strength, the One-Tomoe Sharingan was like a child's toy—utterly insignificant.

Even the Mangekyō Sharingan seemed somewhat foolish...

Only the impossibly bewitching Eternal Mangekyo could catch his eye.

Then Naruto gently closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, the blood-red Sharingan had quietly vanished, and the Azure Eye that marked Minato's lineage once more shone in the world.

Because of the killing intent that had overwhelmed them, the people nearby hadn't noticed the change in Naruto's eyes.

After all, they were nearly scared out of their wits. How could they spare a thought for anything else?

"This feels much better..." Naruto smiled faintly, then looked toward the system panel and immediately frowned in confusion. "My Sage Mode still hasn't reached the pinnacle?!"

He'd been too busy showing off and had only glanced at the panel. It was only now that he noticed the slight discrepancy.

He could understand why the progress on the Five-Style Rasenshuriken was lower. After all, that technique hadn't yet reached perfection.

But he'd always believed he had already cultivated Sage Mode to the peak. Even the Great Toad Sage had praised him as the most talented practitioner of Senjutsu in a thousand years.

Puzzled, Naruto focused his mental energy and touched the Sage Mode entry.

The panel changed at once.

[Sage Mode: Mastered (Progress: 99%) Advancement Requirement: 500 Villain Points]

[Peak Sage Mode: No charge-up required. You are nature's child, able to enter Sage Mode instantly and attain a state of serenity. Sage Mode has no time limit.]

Well, damn!

Naruto stared at the display, unable to hide his surprise.

So Mount Myoboku's Senjutsu could be activated instantly, just like Hashirama Senju's! He simply hadn't trained enough to reach that level yet!

Even Sage Mode's most fatal limitation—the time limit—could be eliminated completely!

Without the system, he probably would never have trained in Sage Mode again, and would have remained stuck at this level forever.

At the thought, Naruto gave a bitter smile. "As expected, arrogance is a person's most powerful weapon of self-destruction... I mustn't make that mistake again."

With that, Naruto reined in his killing intent.

Completely ignoring the thoroughly frightened brat before him and everyone else nearby, he headed straight for Ichiraku Ramen.

Naruto was starting to feel a little hungry. Given how highly the original Naruto had praised Ichiraku Ramen, he decided to give it a try.

After that, he'd work on earning Villain Points one step at a time.

As the killing intent in the area dissipated, the crushing pressure weighing on everyone gradually lifted. Still shaken, they watched Naruto's retreating figure.

Some of the shinobi immediately left to alert the higher-ups.

But just as Naruto was about to turn and leave—

A sharp, piercing whisper, faint as a mosquito's buzz, drifted into his ears.

"That damned bastard. Who knows what hole he crawled out of? I've never seen him before, but he's every bit as hateful as the Demon Fox back then!"

"Oh? Is that a double insult aimed at me?!" Naruto abruptly turned around, a kindly smile on his face as he stared at the source of the voice.

It was a middle-aged woman, plump and imposing as a hill, with a well-fed look about her.

She stood inside a lavishly decorated tonkotsu ramen shop. A bald man stood beside her, evidently her husband.

The bald man was also furious. He grumbled indignantly, "Exactly! He's just like that Demon—"

But before he could finish, his voice cut off.

His eyes trembled violently as he stared in Naruto's direction like a startled rabbit.

Clearly, he'd noticed Naruto looking straight at them!

"Honey, what's wrong?" Seeing his reaction, the middle-aged woman grew confused. She turned to look in the same direction as her bald husband.

In an instant, cold sweat soaked her back, and her pupils quivered violently.

Naruto was approaching their shop with an eerie smile.

Some of the people nearby had finally let their curiosity overcome their fear.

Keeping a safe distance, they quietly followed behind Naruto, eager to see what would happen.

Naruto looked up at the shop's sign, the corners of his mouth lifting to reveal a row of white teeth. "You'll do. I wonder if the ramen has no pork, or no green onions..."

As soon as he finished speaking—

[Menacing stare at Shimura Yaro, Villain Points +0.5]

[Menacing stare at Shimura Hualing, Villain Points +0.5]

"I didn't even do anything!" Naruto gave a bitter laugh. Then he looked at their names, a curious glint in his eyes. "They're from the Shimura Clan. I bet the ramen has lots of green onions..."

With that, Naruto stepped into the shop.

The couple trembled all over, their eyes filled with unconcealable fear.

They had no idea whether Naruto had heard what they'd just said.

After all, if he had, the killing intent he'd just unleashed would have been enough to kill them dozens of times over!

They wouldn't have lasted long enough for the authorities to arrive.

As the couple stood there, gripped by terror—

"Don't be nervous. I'm just here for a meal." Naruto smiled warmly and sat down at a table. "I'll have a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, please. Thank you."

The couple exchanged disbelieving looks, as if struck by lightning, their minds filled with questions.

Had he not heard them? Was he really just here for a bowl of ramen?!

At the thought, they looked back at Naruto.

Seeing his sincere expression, they felt most of their fear immediately fade away.

Shimura Yaro hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Of course, sir. Please wait a moment. It'll be right out."

Then he immediately turned and went into the kitchen.

"Let me pour you some water first." Shimura Hualing didn't dare slack off either. She hurriedly poured Naruto a cup of tea, fawning over him.

But the moment she'd finished, Naruto's gentle voice, chilling as a death spirit's, reached her ears.

"Ma'am, I rather liked what you were saying about me just now. How about saying it again?"

Shimura Hualing felt as if the Grim Reaper had gripped her soul. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead, but driven by a fierce desire to survive, she managed to ask with a baffled expression,

"Sir, you must be joking. I'd never dare insult you!"

All she could do now was pray that Konoha's authorities would arrive as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, Naruto acted as though he hadn't heard her. He continued, "It doesn't matter whether you insulted me or not. Let's play a game. We'll bet on whether there are green onions in the ramen. If there are, you two might be going to meet the First!"

As he spoke—

Naruto raised his chin, sitting bolt upright like a merciless reaper about to pass judgment.

At his words, Shimura Hualing's eyes went wide with fury. She knew all too well that her husband loved putting green onions in his ramen. She immediately shouted, "How can you do this? I'm from the Shimura Clan! Lord Danzo will never let you get away with this!"

But Naruto remained unmoved.

Shimura Hualing grew frantic. She immediately tried to flee through the door.

Unfortunately, the very next moment—

Buzz—

A bone-chilling killing intent engulfed her, and Naruto's icy words followed like a winter wind.

"Move before the ramen's served, and you die! Don't worry. I always keep my word and honor my bets."

"But I'm sure there'll be lots of green onions in the ramen!"

As his words fell, Shimura Hualing's body went completely rigid.

She didn't dare move a muscle! The killing intent was too terrifying. All she could do was place her hopes in that bowl of ramen.

A moment later—

"Ahahahaha, here comes your ramen..." Shimura Yaro came striding out of the kitchen, beaming as he carried a steaming, fragrant bowl of tonkotsu ramen.

When he set the bowl down in front of Naruto, Shimura Hualing hurriedly looked at it too.

Several enormous pork bones sat atop the noodles like works of art, accompanied by a variety of rich toppings. The sight was mouthwatering.

But, strangely enough—

There didn't seem to be any green onions in the bowl!

What?! There were no green onions! We're going to live?!

Shimura Yaro had clearly noticed too. Unaware of the bet between them, he looked stricken and stammered, "Sir, I'm terribly sorry. It was my mistake. I forgot the green onions. I'll go add some right away."

Shimura Hualing, however, grabbed him in relief. Her face glowed with the joy of having escaped death, and she panted, "It's fine, it's fine. Sir doesn't like green onions."

"Oh, is that so..." Shimura Yaro murmured.

Naruto studied the ramen before him, then looked at Shimura Hualing's excited expression. He couldn't help smiling, revealing teeth as white as snow.

"Sorry... I don't eat pork!"

As he spoke, he suddenly opened his right hand.

"Fire Style: Blazing Flame Rasengan!"

"Whoosh—" Chakra surged madly toward his palm. A red Rasengan radiating intense heat appeared, blazing like the sun.

Then, before everyone's disbelieving eyes—

The Blazing Flame Rasengan hurtled toward the couple!

There was no suspense. After letting out a pair of agonized screams, they took the scorching orb head-on.

The next moment—

[Blazing Flame Rasengan kills Shimura Yaro and Shimura Hualing. Villain Points +3!]

[Ding! Host, you dropped a coin. Are you going to pick it up?]