Whenever people ate delicious food,
they tended to be in a good mood.
It was the perfect opportunity to educate Konoha's blossoms.
Everyone was chatting away enthusiastically.
Then Naruto suddenly asked, "Do you want to know why I suddenly got so strong?"
Why?
Everyone's eyes turned to Naruto.
They all wanted to figure that out.
But Naruto hadn't brought it up,
and they hadn't felt comfortable asking.
Everyone had secrets, to a greater or lesser extent.
Some could be shared with others;
others were better kept to oneself.
Since Naruto had taken the initiative to mention it,
they didn't mind hearing about it.
In fact, they couldn't wait for him to tell them.
Who in the Shinobi World didn't want to get stronger?
To protect the people they wanted to protect,
and the village they wanted to protect.
Most importantly, so they could show off in front of the girls.
Girls all liked powerful ninja.
So work hard to get stronger!
Young man.
Shikamaru blinked. "Naruto, are you really going to tell us?"
"You don't have to, you know."
"We'll still be friends either way."
"There's no way this would cause any resentment or distance between us."
"Just as you've accepted us wholeheartedly, we can still treat you the same way."
Shikamaru meant every word.
They all had family traditions, but each family's techniques were only suitable for members of that family.
Take him, for example. He'd inherited his dad's brains perfectly,
along with his laziness.
Maybe his dad had it before, too.
It just hadn't been written about on some site.
Choji Akimichi had his own family technique, too.
Like Choji's Multi-Size Technique.
It wasn't something every ninja could adapt to.
The key was that getting fat before practicing made it twice as effective.
Kiba Inuzuka and Rock Lee were different, too.
You could say their techniques suited them, but not that they were necessarily suitable for everyone.
Those were two different things.
"It's no big deal. My training method works for pretty much anyone."
"Not to mention, if someone genuinely wants to learn, there's a good chance they'll succeed."
Naruto smiled and answered vaguely.
Having a group of loyal underlings like this was great.
They might be weak right now,
but they had plenty of room to grow.
With proper training, they could become his right-hand men in the future.
Fighting alone was certainly satisfying.
But Naruto preferred to put people first and make use of the talented people in the world.
Besides, he still had a harem to build.
Who had time to manage all these little things?
The more wives and kids waiting at home, the better.
Anyway,
Naruto wasn't wrong.
Jiraiya's educational novel
was genuinely practical. If you wanted to learn, you could definitely do it.
There was no doubt about that.
Kiba Inuzuka's eyes lit up. "Naruto, please teach me!"
Rock Lee's whole body trembled. He raised both hands and exclaimed, "Naruto, could you teach me, too?"
A hopeful look appeared on Shikamaru's face.
Maybe the Fourth Hokage's method
really was suitable for everyone.
There was no harm in listening, anyway.
A new friend might cause trouble,
but an old friend wouldn't.
Because an old friend was always reliable.
Choji Akimichi stopped eating his barbecue.
At that moment,
Naruto's standing in their hearts quietly rose.
"Don't rush, don't rush. There's one for everyone!"
Naruto pulled out Jiraiya Biography.
He smiled
and handed copies to Konoha's future blossoms.
Everyone took one.
"Why does the title look so weird?"
"Make-Out Paradise? You can tell from the cover that this is no ordinary book."
"Naruto, are you sure you didn't give us the wrong book?"
"Yeah... shouldn't it be something like 'XX Ninjutsu Training'? This book doesn't match what you said at all."
Faced with everyone's confused questions,
Naruto shrugged. "It's called that to let readers lower their guard and think the contents aren't important."
"I can tell you for a fact that it contains training methods you'd never expect."
"Read more and learn more. Don't keep voicing your personal opinions. It'll be good for your physical and mental health."
He wasn't making that up.
The contents really were useful.
They just had nothing to do with training in ninjutsu.
Did they think they didn't need to live their lives every day, apart from practicing ninjutsu?
Rock Lee's expression turned serious. He gripped the book tightly, raising his voice.
"We promise we'll read it carefully!"
"We won't let you down."
Encouraged by Rock Lee,
everyone raised their books, too.
"Thank you, Naruto. We'll make sure to train according to the books you gave us."
"Naruto, you're too good to us. We have to treat you to skewers again sometime."
"Okay... y-yeah."
Shikamaru didn't know what to say.
He just had a feeling there was something strange about this book.
He had the odd sensation that he'd been lured onto a pirate ship.
At the table next to theirs,
several grown women were blushing.
Their expressions were strange,
and they kept whispering among themselves.
And the direction they were looking in was none other than
their table.
Whenever Shikamaru gently shook the book in his hand,
one of the girls would let out a little yelp.
But... it was quiet.
After all, she had both hands over her mouth.
When she lost her composure,
Shikamaru frowned and looked down at the book in his hands.
"Naruto gave it to us, so it probably won't cause any problems. Hopefully..."
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