Mingye laughed heartily and took a bite of ramen. The current head chef of Ichiraku Ramen was the very man who had pioneered ramen. His technique was still rather immature, and the noodles lacked a bit of chewiness, but they were still delicious. Pointing his chopsticks at Izuna, Mingye explained, "This is why Wu exists!"
There were some things Mingye did not say aloud. He had read the manga—the complete manga. He had long since memorized the major figures of the Naruto world. He could guess what those people would do with his eyes closed. His seeming ability to foresee everything was merely because he already knew the outcome. That was why he had stubbornly insisted on keeping the plot moving forward as it should. He needed that ability to predict events, so the story could not deviate too drastically.
"What do you plan to have me do?"
Uchiha Izuna slowly nodded. A benevolent old man could do many things, and an elderly man without any combat ability could put many ninjas at ease, making them willing to open their hearts and reveal their secrets. Wu's existence had indeed helped Mingye understand more about human nature in some ways.
"Now isn't the time yet. My eldest brother's successor hasn't made a move, and all we need to do now is wait for the right opportunity!"
Mingye did not explain further, because explaining it would be truly troublesome. Izuna could not be bothered to ask either. Crossing one leg over the other, he picked up his ramen and began wolfing it down.
"Remember to bring some snacks to go with the drinks next time. This ramen may be tasty, but it still can't compare to proper flour-based food!"
Izuna's mindset remained focused on practicality and efficiency. During the Warring States period,