Naruto just wants to be a god of death

But the stick didn't hit Naruto's head like before.

The moment he made his move.

A cold light flashed.

The kunai cut through the soft wood, and the broom head fell to the ground, splashing dust.

"Asshole! My broom!" The anger overwhelmed the convenience store owner's brain. He didn't realize what the other party meant by fighting back. He only thought about his own property. He raised his hand and wanted to attack again, "Damn guy, you can't bring good things."

He didn't even finish his words.

Naruto grabbed his wrist, raised his foot and tripped him, throwing him to the ground.

The kunai swung.

The convenience store owner looked up and continued to curse.

With a clang -

The kunai rubbed his nose and nailed it to the ground, vibrating slightly, shaking as fragile as a life string.

This made him lose consciousness for a moment.

The tip of the coccyx was numb, and the lightning spread to the whole body, and the hair stood up.

The pain brought him back to his senses.

The arm was broken at an unnatural angle, but it didn't break, but the bone and flesh fascia expanded to the limit, pulling it uncomfortably.

These senses overwhelmed the anger in his mind.

He panicked and realized that he was the one being "hunted": "What do you want to do?"

Demon Fox

"Buy something." Naruto continued to look into the house, staring at the clock, "Don't worry, I will pay. Are you welcome this time?"

The convenience store owner gritted his teeth: "I'm not welcome."

Naruto exerted force and twisted his arm to a wider angle.

The convenience store owner sweated and quickly changed his words: "Welcome, welcome! Of course you are welcome."

Naruto smiled coldly, grabbed the kunai and threw it back into his pocket, and walked into the convenience store.

If it was three years ago, he would not use this method.

But.

In the three years in Soul Society, he learned that violence is much easier to solve problems than other methods in some "necessary" things.

"Food" is not a necessity in Rukongai.

Ordinary souls do not feel hungry.

Only souls with spiritual power have the need to eat.

So.The price of food is extremely expensive.

If you don't want to starve to death, you can only use some shady means.

In the first six months, Naruto lived by this method.

It was not until he found a job and had a stable source of income that he gave up "robbery" and spent a year to finally pay off the total price of the food he had robbed.

Walking into the convenience store.

The numbers on the clock jumped.

It was not broken.

So. I have been in Soul Society for three years, but time in Konoha has not passed much, or even flowed?

He thought about this question while selecting ingredients.

A piece of meat, two potatoes, some seasonings, and a bag of rice cost less than 600 taels.

This is the market price.

Naruto did not take advantage of the fire.

But after he left, the convenience store owner could not wait to close the store and complain to the Konoha police.

Lawlessness!

I knew that I couldn't let that damn bastard enter the ninja school.

Now he dares to attack these pitiful and innocent people like himself after learning a little skill.

What about the future?

Hokage Building.

The third generation Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen is correcting official business.

A ninja knocked on the door and walked in: "Third-generation sir, Uzumaki is in trouble again!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen was not surprised by this, and said calmly: "What kind of prank did Naruto do again?"

"He had a conflict with a convenience store owner and injured him." The ninja gritted his teeth and hated him very much.

Sarutobi Hiruzen heard this and his expression became serious.

Uzumaki Naruto is a troublemaker.

But before, it was just some pranks, limited to the school, the purpose was to attract other people's attention.

But now. He actually injured someone?

This is the first time, and it is also a breakthrough.

It has become a conflict.

"Where is Naruto now?" Sarutobi Hiruzen asked.

The ninja replied: "Home."

Sarutobi Hiruzen breathed a sigh of relief, just go home, the situation does not have to be bad: "I know, I will give him a good lecture."

"Naruto really went too far this time."

Uzumaki Naruto's residence is not far from the Hokage Building, it is a low-rent apartment building in the center of the village.

Sarutobi Hiruzen rushed over in a few minutes.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

He frowned, confused.

His teachings to Naruto have always been very restrictive to him, and he had always been very obedient before. Even when he was bullied to that extent, he did not attack others.

But today.

The door opened quickly, and Naruto, wearing an apron and holding a kitchen knife in his hand, came out. When he saw Sarutobi Hiruzen, his eyes lit up: "Grandpa Sandai!"

In Konoha, this is the best person to him.

Carrying the name of "Hokage", he is also the most powerful and knowledgeable person in the whole village.

I really want to see him!

Whether it is from the emotion

or the doubts in my mind-why did I go to the Soul Society, why did I come back, why did I not change after three years in Konoha.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked through Naruto and looked into the house, a little dazed.

The house can be seen to the end at a glance.

Clean

Neat

There are only ingredients on the table, potatoes, meat, and rice cooking on the stove.

It doesn't look like Naruto's residence at all.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have changed a lot.

But the important thing is the "beating" thing, these changes are not that important, Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled and asked: "Naruto, today a convenience store owner came to me to complain, saying that you beat him, is there any conflict between you?"

He came for this matter.

Naruto corrected: "I didn't beat him, he was the first to hit me."

Sarutobi Hiruzen nodded: "Why did he attack you?"

"I wanted to buy some ingredients for cooking." Naruto said confidently, "But I just walked into his convenience store and before I said anything, he was about to hit me."

"I just stopped him from attacking me and wanted to do business with him."

"I also paid for the shopping."

Sarutobi Hiruzen felt a little relieved.

So that’s it?

It's not the kind of incident that deliberately "revenges and hurts others", which is really great.

His tone softened: "Even so, Naruto, you can come to me."

"Hitting people is not a good thing after all, Naruto, do you still remember what I taught you before? You should never do it to people in the village at any time."

Naruto was startled.

Two memories flooded out of my mind.

One is that when he was in Soul Society, he was so hungry that he had to steal food from others. The boss chased him with a knife, swearing viciously and looking ugly.

But after he worked to pay off his debts, his boss was very pleased and said that Naruto had done nothing wrong at the time, but he had to show that he could not be robbed at will. Those who were weak would be bullied. If he felt that there was something wrong with Naruto, he would have informed the God of Death. Come and solve it.

There is nothing sinful about becoming “ugly” in order to survive.

If Naruto is willing to make amends for his mistakes, then that's a beautiful thing.

The other one is older, related to the Third Hokage, and is a fragmented memory.

Whenever he was bullied and fought back when he was a child, he would always appear by his side to comfort him.

At that time, I felt very warm. Only the third generation grandfather in the whole village was willing to take care of me.

But now I think about it.

Those who bullied themselves did not suffer any punishment, or even received any scolding. They still appeared in front of themselves alive and kicking the next day and continued to bully themselves.

Those words of comfort, it seems now, are just teaching myself to be weak and tolerant.

In contrast.

Naruto felt that he seemed to prefer listening to his boss's curses.

"Do I have to go to Grandpa Third Generation every time I want to buy something?" Naruto interrupted Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Sarutobi Hiruzen was stunned.

Naruto spoke decisively, word by word: "When the third generation grandfather was here, they respected you and would allow me to buy things, but as soon as the third generation grandfather left, they no longer welcomed me."

“I can only stock up on a bunch of stuff at a time.”

"But I also spent money on things, so I didn't pay him a tael less."

"He wanted to hit me and I stopped him. If he got hurt, it was his own fault."

"Do I have a problem?"

"Do I deserve to be beaten and cursed by them? I can't fight back at all?"

"Do I deserve to eat instant noodles every day? Is it wrong for me to want to eat normal food?"

"Do I deserve to go fishing in the mountains and pick mushrooms to eat?"

The accumulated emotions exploded into a series of questions, and the shurikens were fired, leaving Sarutobi Hiruzen stunned and unable to resist.

It's not that he doesn't know how to answer.

I just didn't expect that after so many years, Naruto had been holding back, why would he explode so suddenly and without any warning?

"Naruto, they may have some misunderstandings, but the village is a whole." Sarutobi Hiruzen used the same old tactics, wanting to continue to use the righteousness of the "village" to morally kidnap him.

Naruto didn't accept this.

In other words, Naruto in the past would have cared about the "village" as his only place of belonging.

But now.

He just interrupted Sarutobi Hiruzen again: "Grandpa Third Generation, since they are the ones with the problem, please go and solve their problems."

"Why do you want to deal with me, the victim?"

Bang——

The door was slammed shut.

Naruto didn't want to talk to Sarutobi Hiruzen at all right now.

Not to mention the doubts and secrets in my mind.

The accompanying ninjas shouted: "Uzumaki Naruto, is this how you treat Hokage-sama?"

"Come out and apologize properly."

His shouts were silenced.

Sarutobi Hiruzen waved his hand: "No need, this is also my negligence."

He sighed, feeling heavy and a little ashamed.

His eyes fell on the door.

You can hear the sound of knives chopping on chopping boards in the house.

I still owe a lot to the fourth generation.