Success! A Wild Treasure Chest Captured!

They say there is a rainbow after the rain.

Although no rainbow appeared, our tenacious little comrade Shimura Xian Yu still stubbornly pulled himself back up.

He patted his severely injured "knees."

"Sigh, I might as well go look for a treasure chest. I hope the Bronze Treasure Chest won't be a scam! If that fails... I can at least afford a Black Iron Treasure Chest, right? Maybe?"

Comrade Xian Yu no longer dared to be too confident... clutching a skeptical attitude, he stepped out of his house.

The first target was, of course, that Bronze Treasure Chest!

"A person must have dreams! What if they actually come true?"

Xian Yu was familiar with most parts of Konoha; after all, in this world of Naruto, a child of one and a half years old could basically speak, walk, and run.

As a little boy with the soul of an adult, he had thoroughly explored his surroundings long before he turned three.

The only places he hadn't been to were the Hokage Office, the Anbu base, the Uchiha compound, the Hyuga compound, and a few other...

Uh, alright, quite a lot of places.

"Isn't that little Xian Yu? Little one, where are you going?" Just as he reached the main road, a kind middle-aged woman on the street greeted the little boy.

Xian Yu lifted his delicate, youthful face, his brows curving into a smile, and called out sweetly, "Good afternoon, Aunt Haruka! Dad went out on a mission again, so little Yu is out for a stroll."

This middle-aged woman named Haruka was originally of the Senju clan, a clanswoman living in the nearby old Senju estate.

However, in this era, although some remaining Senju clansmen still lived in the ancestral home, they had long since stopped calling themselves the Senju Clan.

With constant intermarriage with outsiders, changes of surnames, and moving out of the ancestral home, they gradually integrated completely into the village. As time passed, pure-blooded Senju clansmen became fewer and fewer. The land area of the old Senju estate shrank year after year, until one day, the Senju Clan would exist no more.

Haruka laughed heartily; what a well-behaved and adorable child. "Then little Xian Yu, be careful on the road, don't play too late, and remember to be home before dark."

"Mm-hmm! I know."

Recalling the early days of the Naruto anime in his past life, many fans often asked where the Senju clan went after Hashirama died, even suspecting that the Third Hokage and Danzo had secretly wiped them all out.

Thinking about it now, it was quite funny.

However, Xian Yu truly admired that First Hokage he had never met. In order to dispel the wariness and distrust of the major clans when founding Konoha, he was actually able to make such a sacrifice—dissolving the Senju clan. He truly had the world at heart... my foot!

Time proved that the First Hokage was truly naive to a fault...

If I were an ancestor of the Senju clan and had a descendant like Hashirama, I would have been so angry I'd have jumped right out of my coffin, Xian Yu muttered to himself.

For the sake of his own dream, he cut off the powerful bloodline of his entire clan. Just thinking about it made him feel heartache for the Senju.

Unknowingly, guided by the circular radar map, little Comrade Xian Yu had arrived beneath the Hokage Office...

"What the hell! What the hell! What the hell!"

"I knew it... I knew it..." Little Xian Yu collapsed onto the ground, powerless once again.

The Bronze Treasure Chest was actually inside the Hokage Office!!!

"Hey! Isn't that Brother Yu?"

"Brother Yu! Brother Yu!"

"Young Master Yu? Did you fall? Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Heh, don't worry, even if I did fall, I wouldn't demand a kiss from a big sister to stand back up. Xian Yu sneered with disdain.

Just then, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth rushed over and pulled Xian Yu up, hurriedly looking him over to check for any injuries.

Sighing helplessly, Xian Yu said in low spirits, "Cousin Fahai, I'm fine. Oh, it's Cousin Huihai and Cousin Minghai. Nah, nah, nah, you guys go ahead. Don't mind me."

This youth was a cousin from a branch family of the Shimura Clan, Shimura Fahai.

Following behind were two three-year-old brats, one named Shimura Huihai and the other Shimura Minghai.

Xian Yu indicated that he was in no mood to complain.

Everything worth complaining about had already been said the first day he met these three.

One could only say that the uncle who had long since departed for the Pure Land had given these three brothers quite the names...

If they didn't become ninjas in the future, these three brothers could group up and open a Yinshan Temple or a Jinshan Temple; it would definitely be profitable.

Perhaps the incense offerings would even surpass the Fire Temple.

"Young Master Yu, are you really okay? How about I take you home?" Fahai was still a bit worried and asked with concern.

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu. A new Ichiraku Ramen opened over there, and the taste is great! Shall we go eat together?"

"Yeah, yeah! Brother Yu, you haven't played with us for a long time. Let's go together?"

Huihai and Minghai, the two little ones, had eyes shining with anticipation.

After all, ever since Xian Yu was snatched away by the Darkness of the Shinobi World, their Brother Yu rarely had time to play with them.

"Sigh, alright, let's go then." Considering their past bond as big brother and little brothers, Xian Yu finally sighed and nodded.

Ichiraku Ramen? Has it opened this early?

Hmm... since it's Ichiraku Ramen, it shouldn't be too expensive, right?

Touching the remaining three thousand ryo in his pocket, Xian Yu felt that he didn't know when he had started to become a little afraid of these cute little notes.

Money just didn't last long at all.

"Haha, that is true. Ever since Young Master Yu was arranged by the Clan Head to begin pre-academy training, you've rarely gone out these past two years," Fahai laughed heartily.

"I say, Fahai, can you stop calling me Young Master every other sentence? Although our family has branch and main houses, it isn't as strict as the Hyuga Clan. Just call me by my name." Xian Yu felt a bit helpless; he always felt uncomfortable being called Young Master by his own cousin.

Especially when being called Young Master by Fahai, the pressure was inexplicably high... (Students, take note! This will be on the test!)

Fahai was stunned, his eyes widening: "Young Master Yu, how could that be! If the hierarchy is confused, others will laugh at the Shimura Clan for not knowing etiquette!"

Xian Yu clutched his forehead and rolled his eyes: "You are a Chunin, yet you keep calling me, a kid who hasn't even entered the Ninja Academy yet, Young Master. I feel a lot of pressure too."

Seeing Fahai's bull-like face turn bright red as he prepared to retort, little Xian Yu helplessly spread his hands and sighed again: "Fine, fine, call me whatever you want. Suit yourself."

Hearing this, Fahai laughed heartily once more.

Sigh... Xian Yu felt that he had probably used up all the sighs he would ever need in his life just today.

Soon, the group of four arrived at the newly opened Ichiraku Ramen.

"Welcome! What would you like? Here is the menu."

Xian Yu stared carefully at the man and woman, who were only seventeen or eighteen years old, for a long time, confirming that they looked nothing like the Uncle Teuchi and Ayame he had seen before.

Xian Yu let out another breath.

It seemed that the rumors fans from his past life spread about Otsutsuki Ichiraku and the like were purely baseless!

"Three bowls of tonkotsu ramen! Add narutomaki! What do you want to eat, Brother Yu?" The two little ones, Huihai and Minghai, spoke almost in unison.

"The same."

"Boss, four bowls of tonkotsu ramen! Add narutomaki to all of them." The two little ones continued in unison.

"Heehee, Brother Yu is still the same as before, hasn't changed at all," said Minghai.

"Yeah, yeah, you're still our Brother Yu!" said Huihai.

"Hehe... hehe." Fahai laughed heartily on the side.

Just then, Xian Yu, who should have been looking helpless, suddenly had his pupils shrink as he lowered his head!

A treasure chest!

A Black Iron Treasure Chest!

Right by his feet...

He never expected...

It was truly such a coincidence...

I really didn't peek at the radar, I swear. Comrade little Xian Yu held his five fingers to the sky, looking solemn.

As little Comrade Xian Yu beamed and bent down, pretending to tie his shoelace, the wonderful sound of the system rang out in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Black Iron Treasure Chest X1."