Raindrops struck his Chakra barrier and slid off automatically.
Lightning cracked nearby, and Naruto didn't even blink.
Severe weather conditions followed one after another; he wasn't flying particularly fast, but he didn't stop either.
Soon, Naruto arrived at his destination.
This time, he didn't swagger down from the sky like he had in Loguetown.
As he was about to reach Shimotsuki Village, his body flashed and he instantly appeared on the island.
He didn't alert anyone.
Naruto walked the streets of Shimotsuki Village, his pace unhurried as his gaze swept casually across the houses and shops on either side.
Dressed in a haori with black hair and black eyes, he was tall, and his demeanor clashed completely with the quiet seaside village.
Passersby couldn't help taking a couple of extra looks at him, then subconsciously stepped aside.
Someone muttered in a low voice, "Who is this guy? I've never seen him before."
"No idea, he doesn't look like a local."
"Don't meddle in other people's business, the seas have been restless lately."
Naruto ignored these gazes.
He didn't ask anyone for directions, either.
From the moment he set foot on the island, he had already sensed the location of Isshin Dojo.
He walked straight toward that direction.
A plaque hung above the entrance of Isshin Dojo.
The sound of bamboo swords clashing came from the courtyard, along with the shouting of young disciples.
As soon as Naruto walked up to the entrance, a few disciples in training uniforms crowded around him.
The one in the lead looked Naruto up and down, then asked:
"Excuse me, mister, do you have business at our Isshin Dojo?"
Before Naruto could speak, a burst of footsteps came from inside the dojo.
Immediately afterward, a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked out slowly.
He wore