Roshi opened his eyes to find Naruto watching him curiously. He froze for a moment, then sank back into thought. Seeing that Roshi was awake, Naruto said nothing. He lay on a rock, basking in the sun, and drawled, "This feels great."
After a long while, Roshi suddenly asked, "Why do you get along so well with the tailed beasts? I heard the Nine-Tails is the most vicious of them all. Fourteen years ago, he went on a rampage and attacked Konoha, killing your parents. Why don't you hate him?"
Naruto paused, apparently not expecting Roshi to ask that question. In fact, Roshi wasn't the only one who wanted to know. The Nine-Tails wanted to ask him too. After all, he had indeed caused the deaths of the Fourth Hokage and Kushina. Although that hadn't been his intention, the fact remained that the Fourth Hokage had died because of him.
Coming back to his senses, Naruto replied slowly, "I'm no saint. Of course I hated the Nine-Tails. But I hated this world, not just him. I hated how much hatred there was in this world. Everyone has this miraculous power called chakra, so why do they still create so many tragedies? I just couldn't understand it."
Roshi didn't understand Naruto's answer. Hatred between ninja was perfectly normal. To someone like him, who had lived through the Second Shinobi World War and the Third Shinobi World War, hatred between people had long since become an ordinary part of life.
Seeing that Roshi hadn't quite understood, Naruto could only explain again. "You asked why I don't hate him, but I did. When my parents died in front of me, I was furious and full of hatred. But later, I figured something out. No matter how much I hated the Nine-Tails or those