Naruto: The Whirlpool Noodles from Infinite Tsukiyomi

Chapter 1 Naruto Menma and Lazy Fox

Konoha 54 years.

Three years have passed since the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

But the hatred and pain left to everyone are still unforgettable.

This hatred should be kept deep in people's hearts, and only emerges when they pay homage to their loved ones who died in the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

It's just that under the control, indulgence and neglect of some people, all the malice was transferred to a child.

"Hey, that child is the one. Why do you want that child to stay in the village?"

"Have you heard that the Fourth Generation died because of him?"

"Just being close makes people uncomfortable. It's really bad luck!"

"The Third Generation is too kind. This guy should be killed directly."

Wherever this small figure went, everyone seemed to have seen the god of plague and avoided it.

The originally bustling streets suddenly became deserted.

People stood on both sides of the street, looking at the little man with disgust and indifference.

The whispers were also full of malice and hatred.

Although little Naruto is only three years old, and although he doesn't understand why, he has long discovered that the villagers hate him, and has long been accustomed to their hateful looks and vicious words.

Little Naruto just walked on his own, heading in the direction of Hokage Rock.

Hokage Rock is the highest place in the village. When the weather is nice, he likes to stay there and look at the sky and think wildly.

At this time, a ball suddenly rolled to his feet.

Little Naruto stopped, leaned over and picked up the ball, showing a bright smile.

I was about to return it to the child in front of me.

An aunt quickly pulled the child back and whispered a lesson: "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you not to get close to him? Why are you so disobedient!"

"Why, Mom?"

"The one who can eat people!"

"Don't play with him, who knows what he will do to you!"

The other adults also warned their children earnestly.

Little Naruto's blue eyes became dim, and the smile on his face became very forced.

The ball in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Why do they look at me like that? Did I do something wrong..."

They looked at themselves as if they were looking at a monster, a monster that killed their loved ones.

What is "that"? He clearly has a name. His name is Uzumaki Naruto. He is not a monster, nor is he "that".

Little Naruto lowered his head and left, his originally brisk steps becoming heavy, and the questions that had troubled him for many years popped up in his mind again.

After he left, the street became lively again.

Children played and joked, and adults chatted and gossiped.

No one cares what "that" thinks.

As the "incarnation of the demon fox", the meaning of his existence is to be everyone's punching bag.

Little Naruto walked through the streets, through the woods, and across the creek, and stopped when he came to Hokage Rock.

He sat on the portrait of the Fourth Hokage, looking down at the bustling and noisy village below.

Once again I felt isolated from the whole world.

This feeling of loneliness away from the crowd made him feel relieved and aggrieved at the same time.

Little Naruto knew it very well.

No one likes him, he doesn't belong here, and he has never experienced the happiness of those people.

They have a home, family, friends, and endless supply of milk and instant noodles without fear of expiration.

And I have nothing.

Little Naruto lay down, stretched out his hand to block the dazzling sun, and looked at the pairs of birds flying in the sky.

The mood was extremely low.

Why do I exist and why do I live?

How can we make them remember and recognize "Naruto Uzumaki"?

Thinking about this question, little Naruto closed his eyes.

But wait until he opens his eyes again.

But they came to a place that looked like a sewer.

There was ten centimeters of water beneath our feet, and the environment was dark and humid.

There were sounds similar to wild beasts coming from the distance, and an unknown clicking sound could be heard vaguely.

Naruto looked panicked when he saw this situation.

"Where is this place?" He looked around and shouted: "Hey! Is there anyone there?"

anyone there……

person……

……

There was only his echo and the weird voice in my ears, and no one responded.

Naruto first looked at the blocked road behind his house, and had no choice but to suppress his fear and walk in the direction of the sound.

When he reached the end, a strong light flashed through, making his eyes dizzy.

When Naruto adapted to the change in lighting, the scene in front of him made him open his mouth wide and his eyes widened.

"This! What is this!?"

In front is the endless ocean and beach, and there is a small wooden house on the beach.

There is also a huge iron cage on the beach. In the cage is a large... fox dozens of meters tall?

The reason why it is a question is because the behavior of this fox at this time is completely inconsistent with its ferocious appearance.

Little Naruto finally knew what the strange sound was that made him frightened.

I saw the big fox holding a huge bag of potato chips in his left hand, and from time to time he would grab a handful and stuff it into his big mouth, making a clear "click, click, click" sound.

On the right side, there are beverage bottles more than ten meters high. From time to time, I would poke my head over and take a sip through a straw.

The big fox also made a purring sound from its throat similar to that of a pet being caressed, and its face was full of humanized comfort and enjoyment.

"Menma!" Kyuubi shouted, "Bring me another bag of potato chips! I want the barbecue flavor!"

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, and you are not afraid of eating it into a ball."

Accompanied by sharp complaints, a figure walked out of the cabin.

He has medium to short black hair, wears a white three-eyed fox mask on his face, black fingerless sleeves, and dark red straps on his arms and calves.

“So cool!!”

Such a mysterious and special costume made the little Naruto, whose mind is still immature, couldn't help but shine.

"Hmph, I'm only about seventy percent full now." Kyuubi stretched out his claws to pick his teeth, "Besides, I'm a tailed beast, how could I be fat?"

Menma Uzumaki didn't explain, and just laughed.

Although the "raw material" of those snacks is Kyuubi's chakra, after being processed by the "Book of the Red Moon" in his hand, it becomes a good thing that can strengthen life energy.

As for whether I will gain weight...

As the ancients said, nine out of ten orange cats are fat, and one is particularly fat.

As a fox, Kyuubi is not a cat, but at least it occupies an "orange".

And with this lifestyle of eating after sleeping and eating after sleeping, even if you are not fat, you can't afford these potato chips and cola.

In fact, Menma Uzumaki was also looking forward to it.

If the Kyuubi really changes from an orange fox to an orange pig, and when he meets the other eight tailed beasts, will the Kyuubi stay inside Naruto and die?

"Fat or not, let's not talk about it. Jiu Lama, you are really slacking off."

Menma tapped his toenails, and then pointed to the confused Uzumaki Naruto over there: "Don't you see the visitor? Why don't you go and say hello?"

He saw this strange man and a fox looking at him.

Little Naruto raised his hand timidly: "Um, are you... okay?"

The new book has set sail, internal investment has passed, invest with confidence

(End of chapter)