"Naruto, wake up~"
Minato rubbed his eyes. It was four thirty in the morning, and he really didn't understand why Kakashi wanted them to assemble so early.
Still, as a teacher himself, Minato could understand. Perhaps Kakashi wanted to train Naruto and the others to act promptly.
"Ahhh~~~"
Naruto let out a long breath. The room was dark, with only a small night-light glowing.
He had gone to bed early last night to prepare for getting up early today.
But changing his body clock like this inevitably left his head feeling a little off.
"Mm, got it."
Naruto stretched, quickly washed up, then started making breakfast out of habit.
Minato was sleepy too and didn't notice anything amiss. It felt just like their usual routine.
Five minutes later, as Naruto ate the fried rice he'd made, his brain gradually booted up, and he remembered what Kakashi had said yesterday.
He shoved away his nearly finished fried rice with a ( ꒪Д꒪)ノ, his sleepy eyes suddenly wide awake.
Oh no, Kakashi-sensei seemed to have said we'd throw up...
Naruto thought for a moment, then pulled the rice back.
Honestly, Naruto hadn't thrown up many times so far. The few times he had included an occasion when they were having a get-together in the Sealing Space and Hashirama had sneaked into the kitchen.
But Kurama had twitched his nose, then immediately run off into the distance to play dead.
Naruto had thought his mom had made the food. Although it looked a tiny bit terrible, it should still have been edible.
Relying on his powerful physique, he picked up his chopsticks and gently lifted a piece of fried egg that looked like a lump of charcoal.
There was a crunch, and Naruto's expression changed from curiosity to something like how Kiba would