The White Haired Ninja

"Come, have a drink."

"I'm done, I'm done."

"After eating so much ramen, Inchiraku Ramen is still the best."

"Hahaha, as long as you like it."

As soon as he reached the door, Naruto heard the laughter in the shop.

It was in full swing.

Naruto paused at the door and adjusted the smile on his face, making it more perfect and elegant.

He pushed open the door and entered Inchiraku Ramen's store. The fragrance of noodles and warm air blew in his face.

After seeing who it was, the originally lively atmosphere became quiet for a moment, but it returned to its original liveliness.

The guests continued to chat as if they did not see Naruto.

They all knew that hand-to-hand fights treated all the customers equally.

There was once a customer who said that he would not eat in a restaurant with the Nine-tailed fox and forced Naruto to go out

Who knew he was kicked out by hand-to-hand combat

From then on, there was an additional hidden rule in Inchiraku Ramen.

Express dissatisfaction with other guests is not allowed

"Uncle, I'm here to eat Ramen." Naruto nodded his hands slightly and said with a smile

"It's Naruto. I recently developed a new product. Do you want to try it?" Uncle Teuchi smiled boldly

"Uncle, your ramen is already the strongest in Konoha, and you still want to develop new products. I'm afraid my purse is too small." Naruto sat down in the most remote seat and said with a faint smile.

"Hahaha, you can still talk. Today, I must show you something." The uncle was full of fighting spirit.

Naruto quietly waited for his ramen, looking at the ninjas and villagers in the store without leaving a trace

One of the strangely dressed ninjas caught his attention.

Long white hair, a black mask covering most of his face, a forehead protector covering one eye, the dead fish eyes exposed to the air are lifeless.

He looked very indifferent.

Naruto has seen many ninjas, but this white-haired ninja is the only ninja who is lifeless but has a masterful temperament.

But then again.

How do you eat noodles with a mask?

Naruto was puzzled.

Seeming to sense Naruto's gaze, the white-haired ninja glanced over and locked eyes with Naruto.

In a daze, Naruto saw the white-haired ninja's calm eyes suddenly tremble, revealing a trace of complicated emotions

That kind of emotion was utterly different from the familiar disgust.

Was there a bit of guilt?

Did he see things?

Naruto frowned.

It was very impolite to stare at others all the time. Naruto nodded apologetically to the white-haired Ninja, then retracted his gaze and turned away.

He was just a little curious about the white-haired Ninja in his heart.

Kakashi withdrew his gaze, stared blankly at the palm of his hand, and suddenly lost his appetite

He was the disciple of Naruto's father, Namikaze Minato.

When Namikaze Minato was alive, he took good care of him and taught him Ninjutsu.

But with the death of Namikaze Minato, his father, and his friend, Kakashi fell into confusion and lived alone until now.

He naturally knew that Naruto had been mistreated in the village, but he was just a Jonin.

He couldn't intervene, and because he had fallen into depravity for the past few years, he didn't try to interfere.

He desperately accepted commissions, trying to numb himself, but every time he saw Naruto, he would still feel guilty.

The teacher's bloodline is suffering, but I can't do anything about it.

He took a deep breath, and the lips under the mask trembled slightly.

Naruto did not know about Kakashi's current mental state. He was sincerely enjoying Inchiraku Ramen.

Before eating, he put his hands together and said sincerely, "I'm going to eat."

He leaned closer to the bowl, smelled the fragrance of the Ramen, and took a sip of soup.

It was thick and fragrant.

Then, he took a bite of the pork meat, and it melted in his mouth.

"It's too delicious." Naruto no longer cared about etiquette and picked up the bowl to eat.

When he saw that the usually gentle and refined Naruto was like a hungry wolf at this moment, he couldn't help but smile.

This was his greatest affirmation.

....

"Since you've already filled your stomach, let's begin today's cultivation."

Just as he walked out of Inchiraku Ramen, Aizen's calm voice rang out in his mind.

"Cultivation? Can I start cultivating now?" Naruto was suddenly excited.

Aizen chuckled. "I hope you will be keen on training in the future."

When he arrived at the most remote area of the training ground, Naruto had already finished warming up.

"Now that you already have Reiatsu and Asauchi, you can be considered prepared... Shinigami" When Aizen spoke of ''Shinigami'', he paused, and the image of Naruto in red and white appeared in his mind.

Even he doesn't know if Naruto is a human or a Shinigami.

Or both.

"Shinigami's fighting style is generally divided into Slashing, Hakuda, Shunpo, and Kidō."

"The most basic of them is Hakuda, which can also be a bare-handed combat skill. Slash is the sword path."

"Shunpo is a fast-moving body, so fast that it is difficult to capture with the naked eye, so it gives people the illusion of instant movement."

"The last is the Kidō. Kidō is Shinigami's special curse technique. It is divided into three types: Hadō, Bakudō, and Kaidō. The difficulty of Shunpo and Kidō is still too great for you." Aizen briefly introduced the four fighting methods to Naruto.

"So complicated. But I will master these. I will work hard." Naruto remembered what Aizen had said.

"Before you master these fighting methods, you must build a good foundation. First, you need to polish your physical strength and strength. First, you should run three laps around the training ground."

But in the next moment, Aizen's words stunned Naruto.

The radius of a training ground in Konoha was about ten kilometers, and this round was challenging, let alone three laps.

"What? Are you afraid?"

"Afraid? I'm not afraid! I'll run!" Naruto gritted his teeth and began to run slowly along the edge of the training ground.

"No one's success can be achieved in one night. What this world lacks the most is talent. Without the accumulation of time, it will only waste talent. Today is only the beginning. In the future, you will also increase the lessons on the Slashing technique. Don't worry. The next training will be like hell." Aizan said gently, but what he said made Naruto cry in his heart.

Aizen no longer watched Naruto's training. He opened the book and looked at it quietly.

In the past, in order to become stronger to overthrow the corrupt Central 46, he had done unimaginable training that was hard for ordinary people.

As he said, no one's success can be achieved in one night.

Talent is wasted without effort.

For him, ten thousand sword swings are just normal every day.

But there was one thing he didn't tell Naruto.

There were countless amazing Shinigami who worked as hard as I did, and they thought that talent + time would make them the strongest, but unfortunately, in front of me, they were all just pawns after all." Aizen coldly smiled and said to himself

"Uzumaki Naruto, I hope you don't disappoint me. Entertained me more in my boring life."