Ichiraku Ramen

"Let's start with the student in front."

As soon as Iruka finished speaking.

The little boy in front immediately stood up.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Okada Takeshi. I like ramen, and my dream is to become Hokage."

The little boy spoke with an excited expression.

No one laughed at that dream. Even Iruka offered a few words of encouragement.

Naruto's eyes flickered as he began to think.

Here, becoming Hokage was politically correct, so he should stick to the standard template later.

"My name is Shikamaru Nara. I like nothing, dislike trouble, and my dream is to be a salted fish."

Shikamaru said lazily.

Iruka's mouth twitched.

If he did not know the Nara family's temperament, he would have definitely said something.

Then Ino and Choji introduced themselves in turn.

It was Hinata's turn.

Hinata stood up with her head lowered, too afraid to look around. Her voice was very soft.

"My name is Hinata Hyuga. I like flower arranging, and my dream is to become a powerful ninja."

Her voice became so quiet toward the end that even Naruto, sitting beside her, could not hear it clearly.

Iruka looked at these troublesome children with a headache. In his eyes, none of the ones at the back were easy to deal with.

Looking at this shy little girl, he felt another headache coming on.

Everyone was speechless. They had only heard her name.

Still, since she was a little girl, no one said anything.

Now it was Naruto's turn.

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki. I like good food, and my dream is to become a ninja as powerful as the Hokage."

Naruto sat down after his simple introduction.

"Very good. A fine dream."

Iruka praised him as usual.

But when he looked at Naruto, his feelings were somewhat complicated.

His parents had died in the Nine-Tails incident, leaving Iruka an orphan.

That was why his attitude toward Naruto was complicated. On one hand, reason told him that it had nothing to do with Naruto. On the other hand, the Nine-Tails really was inside Naruto. It was impossible to say he had no reservations at all.

As for little Hinata, she was thinking, So Naruto likes good food. I have to learn how to cook when I get home.

Then class began.

It was a time of peace, so the Ninja Academy taught mostly theory.

They started with literacy and history.

The history of ninjas was very short, and the school did not cover anything from before the Warring States period.

After listening for a while, Naruto frowned. This history had been altered beyond recognition.

There was even some boasting mixed in.

For example, Konoha had been founded by the First Hokage and Madara Uchiha together.

Yet Madara Uchiha was only mentioned briefly, while the focus was placed on the First and Third Hokage.

The Third was supposedly the strongest Hokage.

Naruto was speechless.

He sneered inwardly.

In comparison, the First Hokage had Wood Release, the Second Hokage possessed countless forbidden techniques, the Third Hokage only had a simple mastery of all five transformations, and the Fourth Hokage had the fastest speed in the ninja world. Tsunade was a healer, while Kakashi might not have looked particularly strong, but every fight he took part in was a high-level battle.

By comparison, the Third Hokage seemed rather underwhelming and had no notable achievements.

Naruto had no idea how he had the nerve to boast like that!!!

After becoming Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi had never gone out to fight.

He had no accomplishments worth mentioning at all.

And he still had the nerve to call himself the strongest Hokage?

After listening for a while, Naruto began to space out. If it had not been the first day, he would have already sprawled there and gone to sleep.

The children from the other clans were much the same. They had little interest in this history.

With their eyes closed, time passed quickly, and before long, the morning was over.

They did not need to go home at noon. Everyone had brought a lunchbox and ate at the school.

That was the custom here, and Naruto naturally did not know about it.

So when everyone took out their lunchboxes, Naruto froze for a moment.

But even if he had known, Naruto would not have made one. He was not interested in lunchboxes, mainly because he did not like eating cold food.

Hinata seemed to realize that Naruto had not brought a lunchbox and wanted to invite him to eat with her.

But after hesitating for a long time, she still could not bring herself to speak.

Come on, Hinata. You can do it.

She encouraged herself inwardly and raised her head, only to discover that Naruto had already disappeared.

After leaving the school, Naruto walked through the streets of Konoha.

It had been years since he had gone out for a stroll like this.

He chose to ignore the looks from the people around him.

As the most prosperous place in the ninja world, Konoha was incomparably lively.

It also had plenty of snacks, and Naruto was no longer short on money.

Whenever he saw a snack that interested him, he bought it to try.

But Naruto was disappointed. The food here was all rather simple.

It was far inferior to the food from his original world.

"Is that little Naruto?"

While Naruto was still wandering around, he suddenly heard someone call him.

Naruto turned around and saw a small shop.

Ichiraku Ramen

"So it really is you, little Naruto. Long time no see. Want some ramen? It's on the house today."

Uncle Ichiraku looked very happy to see Naruto. He had not seen the child in a long time.

"Uncle Ichiraku."

Having inherited Naruto's memories, he naturally knew who this person was. Speaking of which, Uncle Ichiraku might have been the only person in Konoha who treated Naruto well.

Once, Naruto had been bullied and was hungry and exhausted. When Uncle Ichiraku saw him, he took the initiative to treat him to ramen.

That had also been Naruto's first time eating hot food. Together with Uncle Ichiraku's concern, it made that bowl of ramen taste exceptionally delicious.

That was why, in Naruto's memories, Ichiraku Ramen was the best ramen in the world.

But Naruto had not had much money back then. Even though he was young, he understood that he could not eat without paying.

So although Naruto liked it, he could only come by occasionally for a meal.

After Naruto transmigrated here, he had also come to try it.

But because of the experiments, he had hardly come by afterward.

"Uncle Ichiraku, long time no see."

Since he had run into him, Naruto did not stand on ceremony and stepped forward to greet him.

At the same time, he ordered a bowl of the shop's signature ramen.

"Little Naruto, did you enter the Ninja Academy?"

Uncle Ichiraku looked at Naruto curiously.

Naruto did not hide it.

The two of them began chatting casually.

Even as he spoke, Ichiraku's hands never stopped moving.

Before long, a large bowl of special ramen was ready.

Looking at the ramen piled high in the bowl, Naruto felt touched.

This uncle was a good person.

After eating his fill, Naruto paid, left the shop, wandered around for a while, and returned to the school.

The afternoon was for practical training, and everyone gathered at the training grounds.

The students were all extremely excited.

"Students, what I'm about to teach you is how to extract chakra."

Iruka droned on at the front.

The students below were already getting impatient.

The children from the clans, on the other hand, were not in a hurry.

Naruto was not in a hurry either.

Iruka explained many precautions.

Only at the end did he teach them how to extract chakra.

The students immediately became eager to try.

"All right, try it yourselves. If you have any questions, you can ask me."