Inside the apartment of Naruto.
"Naruto, it's wrong to hit people."
Third leaned over and wiped the flour off the face of Naruto who had just come out of the kitchen.
Naruto Blue Eyes stared at Third Hokage, without any wavering in his eyes.
"But they bully my friends."
"That's not possible, they are also from the village. Doesn't little Naruto want to become Hokage?
In the case of Hokage, when faced with this situation, it is better to mediate rather than use such radical methods.
Especially since you are going to school soon, you can't do this anymore."
Thinking of that snowy night three years ago, all the Nine-Tails Chakra on Naruto's body condensed into the shape of a little fox's head, and Third was worried about letting Naruto take action.
What if?
Kushina himself is a master of Sealing Jutsu.
But she has been violent several times since becoming Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.
Therefore, every time Naruto takes action, Third will come over.
From the initial admonishment to the normal visit, there was only one Nine-Tails Chakra outbreak.
Third found that Nine-Tails Chakra in Naruto's body is very stable as long as it is not stimulated.
Once someone reprimands Naruto, the Nine-Tails Chakra in his body will become commotion.
In this case, Third would not dare to say harsh words to Naruto.
Fortunately, Naruto is a good boy.
Naruto thought to himself: 'Code of Hammurabi is two thousand years more advanced than your thinking.'
However, he did not show it openly, but nodded towards Third.
"I understand, Grandpa Third."
I'll dare you next time.
Naruto quickly changed the subject.
"Grandpa Third, do you want to try the steamed buns I made?"
Third's eyes lit up when he heard this.
Naruto This Kid is willing to put meat when cooking, and his method not only takes into account the taste, but is also very friendly to the teeth of old people like him.
"Then I have to try Naruto's craftsmanship."
Unlike Naruto in the original novel who didn't know how to manage money, Naruto basically used all his money to buy food.
Konoha's meat is extremely expensive. Sometimes if you want to eat meat Naruto needs to go hunting with Might Guy.
Although I don't know why Wild Boar near Konoha is so big, but the meat quality is not bad.
The classroom was buzzing with people, the whispers of freshmen, the dragging of chairs, and the occasional burst of laughter were intertwined, and the excitement and uneasiness of first acquaintance floated in the air.
Shino Aburame placed himself in the window seat, with his head lowered and his hands folded neatly on the table, like a silent plant transplanted to the depths of a lively garden.
His stand-up collar jacket tightly wrapped around his neck, and his sunglasses covered his eyes, filtering the overly vivid scene outside into a quiet dark color.
He just sat motionless, as if the sound waves around him hit his body within an inch, and were quietly absorbed and eliminated by an invisible film.
In the back of the middle of the classroom, Ino-Shika-Cho, three people who have known each other since childhood, were sitting together.
Shikamaru Nara was lazily holding his chin and looking at the ceiling with vacant eyes; Choji Akimichi was concentrating on opening a bag of potato chips and grabbing them to eat; Ino Yamanaka turned around energetically and said something enthusiastically to his deskmate Sakura Haruno, who was looking around and looking a little cramped.
Sakura's pink hair swayed slightly, sometimes she nodded, sometimes she pursed her lips and smiled softly, but it still made people feel that she seemed to be looking for something.
The air in the area where the four of them sat around seemed more lively and warmer than elsewhere.
The other children were mostly in twos and threes, relying on old acquaintances or a few quick conversations to quickly form small, noisy groups.
Only Shino is an absolute blank space in this noisy scene.
No one noticed him, or in other words, no one tried to extend the tentacles of conversation to this Corner who exuded the aura of "keep away from strangers".
He was used to this state of invisible separation, and even felt a familiar sense of peace in it.
Just when he lowered his head slightly and began to miss brother Torune in his heart.
The chair next to him was pulled away, making a not-so-slight friction sound.
A figure, carrying a gust of wind, broke into his quiet territory without warning.
"I've seen you before, at the ramen shop."
The voice was clear, like a ray of sunshine breaking through the thick fog without warning, shining straight through.
Shino's whole body shook slightly and almost imperceptibly, and his originally lowered head suddenly lifted up and turned towards the source of the sound.
He looked at the newcomer next to him.
It was a boy with eye-catching Golden short hair and lines on his cheeks that looked like cat whiskers. Blue Eyes's eyes were filled with a smile without any haze, and he was looking at him with a grin.
At that moment, Shino felt his eyes widen slightly under his sunglasses.
Not vigilant, but stunned.
Ramen shop?
A quick review of the fragments of memory, the noisy interior of Ichiraku Ramen Shop, the heat...
It seems that we did meet him a few times, but more often than not I saw him running in the village.
"I remember you. You and the old man in green clothes with a beard often exercised in the village."
The sunglasses concealed the flash of surprise in his eyes very well.
He actually came to find me?
The blond boy seemed completely unaware of Shino's subtle vibrations and the surprise hidden beneath the silence.
He smiled even brighter and introduced himself:
"My name is Naruto. Grandpa Third told me two years ago that my surname is Uzumaki. In other words, I am Naruto Uzumaki. I am six years old this year."
At this moment, the noise in the classroom seemed to be pushed away and turned into a blurry background sound.
Shino was silent for a second, maybe two seconds, and then he nodded gently and responded in the same smooth and clear tone as always:
"My name is Shino Aburame, and I am also six years old this year."
The sound was not loud, but like a pebble thrown into the silent water, it gently created a new and unexpected ripple between himself and the world.
The light from the window shone in slantingly, and an imperceptible stream of light passed over his dark lenses.
Corner, who always felt he was on the edge of the crowd, took on a different meaning for the first time because of the sudden approach of another temperature.
"I see that you are sitting alone, do you want to be friends with me?"
Naruto's words were clean and crisp, without any roundabout temptations, just as direct as his previous action of pulling out the chair.
Friends?
This word aroused a slight echo in Shino's heart.
Except for brother Torune, it seems that no one of his own age has ever thrown such words to him so clearly.
The tribesmen have their own quiet and tacit understanding of each other, while the outside world... Most of the outside world's eyes quickly pass by, stay, and then move away, just like birds that don't deliberately stay on the silent rocks.
But now, this "rock" was patted by a pair of warm and innocent hands, and someone said loudly to it, "I see you, let's be friends!"
Shino's little body seemed to sit up straighter in the seat.
The sunlight outside the window moved just an inch, hitting his round sunglasses just right, refracting a short and dazzling white light, instantly covering up all the emotions that might pass behind the lenses.
That light came and went quickly, just like the fleeting ripples in his heart stirred by these words.
He did not jump for joy like ordinary children, nor did he show too much hesitation or shyness.
He just turned slightly sideways to face Naruto more completely, and then responded seriously:
"Okay, Naruto Uzumaki."
He paused, as if confirming the title and the weight of the decision.
In the classroom, Iruka-sensei seemed to have stepped onto the podium, and the noise was gradually dying down, but the little Corner time between him and Naruto seemed to have been stretched by the conversation just now.
"We are friends."
"There's still room here, let me sit down!"
Before he finished speaking, a figure had neatly sat down on the empty seat to the left of Naruto.
He was a black-haired boy, full of restless energy.
He has a big smile on his face, and the two symmetrical Red Eyes inverted triangle facial patterns on his cheeks add a bit of wildness and publicity.
After the boy sat down, he bumped Naruto with his shoulder, who had not yet fully reacted. Then he turned his head, glanced at Naruto, and then landed on Shino, who was sitting upright. His smile did not diminish, and he introduced himself in a hearty voice, "My name is Kiba Inuzuka, and we will be classmates from now on."
However, almost at the same time.
"Okay, students, please be quiet first."
A gentle voice came from the podium, with a calm force that made people concentrate involuntarily.
Everyone's eyes followed the sound.
Umino Iruka was already standing behind the podium with a warm smile on his face. The horizontal scar on his forehead did not weaken the warmth in his eyes at all.
He looked around the entire classroom, taking in every little face that was curious, excited, or slightly nervous.
"I am your teacher, Umino Iruka."
He briefly introduced himself, and although his voice was not loud, it spread steadily to everyone in the classroom Corner.
"Before the class officially begins, I will click on the names to see if all the students are here. Please answer 'yes' to the students whose names are called."
He picked up the roster on the podium and looked at the first line.
As Iruka-sensei's steady voice sounded, the last remaining whispers completely disappeared.
A fresh silence filled the air, a mixture of expectation and unknown.
"Sasuke Uchiha."
"Arrived."
Sunlight shines through the windows and evenly onto the neatly arranged desks, illuminating the faces of those who are about to write the stories of countless days and nights in the future.
The next six years of the Ninja Academy's career quietly began on this ordinary but destined to be extraordinary morning.