Ichiraku Ramen

The Konoha under the night seemed somewhat quiet.

The entire Konoha Village currently only allows entry and not exit. Before dawn, ninjas were already hastily gathering for drills.

In recent days, the common people had also sensed a slightly different situation.

"I heard there's going to be another war."

"That's right, my son has to go to the training grounds to train before the sun even comes up every day."

"These times, alas..."

Hearing the discussions in twos and threes on the street, Danzo wore a worried expression, another attempt to win hearts failing.

Since Might Guy was subdued a few days ago, contributing a few skill points, Danzo had been deliberately lobbying among ninjas he knew who had emotional shortcomings.

With seniority as a prerequisite, and the Cloud Village incident as the objective, these ninjas, although unwilling to associate with him, could only patiently listen to him finish his words one by one.

One sentence, two sentences...

Danzo brought his life's learning into full play. Knowing these people's emotional flaws in advance, the persuasion process seemed exceptionally smooth.

These ninjas, who had experienced the flames of war and were far richer in emotions than ordinary people, became excited one by one under Danzo's conquest, with excellent results.

But not everyone could be subdued by just a few words from Danzo. There were still many who didn't care about this kind of armchair strategy.

Opening the status bar, he had just come out of the home of a retired Root ninja. This Root ninja's heart was not very friendly to him.

So he did not get his approval and obtain skill points.

[Main Attribute Panel]

Name: Shimura Danzo.

Age: Twenty-one years old.

Strength: C+

Body: C+.

Speed: A+

Spirit: A+

Skills:

Strength Amplification (Activated) Critical Hit (Not Activated)

Body Amplification (Activated) Endurance Amplification (Not Activated)

Speed Amplification (Activated) Sprint (Not Activated)

Spirit Amplification (Activated) Spirit Resistance (Not Activated)

Skill Points: 3

All four basic skills have been activated, bringing excellent attribute benefits. The only drawback is that there are only three points currently, far from the ten points needed to activate subsequent skills.

There are hardly any in the village who dare to fight him now, but there are quite a few who want to.

His attribute benefits also can't be well-displayed in actual combat. He can only vaguely feel that his speed is faster, and his mental state is more relaxed.

He tried to form hand seals, but they were somewhat clumsy and stiff.

Danzo sighed helplessly. In his previous life, he had no experience in forming seals and performing techniques.

Although he has the memories of his predecessor as a teacher, there is still a lack when it comes to actually performing them.

At least in terms of hand seal speed, Danzo is probably not even as good as a Genin right now.

Genin...

Thinking of this title, Danzo suddenly remembered that the Genin of Konoha Village are different.

It should be not as good as Chunin.

Danzo silently corrected his evaluation of his hand seal speed in his heart.

However, this matter is not urgent for the time being. There is still no news from the letter sent to the Fire Country Daimyo, and the matter about the assassination of the Cloud Village envoy has not yet been spread.

As long as he accumulates enough skill points, even if he doesn't use ninjutsu, those guys won't be able to do anything to him.

Currently, among the Root ninjas he knows, there are still quite a few who can provide him with skill points and have emotional deficiencies.

These Root ninjas used to be outwardly loyal to him, but more because of the Cursed Seal.

But now it's different. Having lived two lives, Danzo's brainwashing ability is not much worse than that Orochimaru guy.

Under the inducement of strength, status, and fame, those who have contributed skill points, whether on the surface or in their hearts, have completely recognized and admired Danzo.

As long as he doesn't really do anything too morally reprehensible, these people will not betray Danzo.

"What smells so good?"

At noon, Danzo, who was strolling around, smelled an unprecedented fragrance.

Fresh, fragrant, and sweet.

Twitching his nose, this was his first feeling.

Unconsciously, Danzo followed the fragrance to a familiar ramen shop.

Ichiraku Ramen.

The pungent aroma made Danzo couldn't help but lick his lips. This place is a must-visit for transmigrators. He was too busy recruiting subordinates before and forgot about this small noodle stall.

In his memory, Danzo often ate noodles with Sarutobi at this noodle shop when he was young. At that time, the noodle shop was not called Ichiraku, and it was run by Teuchi's father.

But since the Second Hokage passed away, he has never had the time to relax like this and eat a bowl of noodles on the street.

Perhaps because he hadn't tasted it for a long time, the aroma emanating from this noodle shop was more intense than Danzo remembered.

Lifting the curtain, a few customers were already seated at the small noodle stall.

"Welcome, is it you?"

A bit like an open kitchen from my previous life, the curtain lifted, bringing a bell sound, and Teuchi, who was originally preparing ingredients, turned around with a smile.

But when he saw Danzo's face, his expression became a little strange.

Danzo smiled and looked at him, saying, "It's been a while, Teuchi. The young man from back then has already taken over the family business and improved his skills quite a bit."

They were old friends, so Danzo wasn't too surprised that Teuchi recognized him immediately.

After all, his appearance was currently that of his body in his twenties. After that period, Danzo began to age, and he hadn't visited Ichiraku Ramen since then.

Teuchi's memory of him was only from when he was in his twenties.

And although Teuchi was a little surprised that Danzo was still so young, Danzo wasn't the only one who maintained a youthful appearance, so he didn't care too much.

"We're getting old, but you ninjas don't seem to age at all."

Seeing his old friend, Teuchi's face was filled with nostalgia. With Tsunade around, it wasn't hard to accept that Danzo had maintained his youthful appearance.

"What would you like to eat?" Teuchi asked, handing Danzo the menu.

The menu was different from what he remembered, and Danzo couldn't recognize which one was the taste he remembered, so he replied, "Just a large bowl of the signature ramen."

"Alright!" Teuchi said with a smile, happy to see an old customer return.

Looking at the scattered customers, Danzo asked with some doubt, "I heard you have a daughter. Hasn't she started helping you yet?"

Ayame should be around ten years old now. This was the world of Naruto. Without going to the ninja academy, Ayame, as a civilian, should start helping her parents with the business after a certain age.

Speaking of his daughter, Teuchi's face was filled with a happy smile as he replied, "She's just started helping me, processing ingredients in the kitchen. She has to start with the basics."

Then, he shouted towards the kitchen, "Ayame, come out and say hello."

"Okay!"

A crisp and efficient voice rang out, and a beautiful girl wearing a white apron walked out of the kitchen. Because she had been processing ingredients, she inevitably carried a bit of a bloody smell.

"This is Uncle Danzo," Teuchi introduced her.

Danzo's face stiffened. Uncle?

And Ayame also looked strangely at the young face at the ramen stand.

Uncle?

Even if this person's face looked a bit mature, shouldn't she call him 'older brother'?

Her heart was full of doubts, but Ayame still stammered, "Danzo... Uncle, hello."

"I..."

Danzo opened his mouth to explain, but in the end, he sighed. Uncle it is then, who told him to be of a higher generation?