Naruto: Uzumaki Menma walks out of the infinite moon reading

Konoha 54 years.

It has been three years since the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

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

This hatred should have been kept in the deepest part of people's hearts, and it would only come out when they commemorated their loved ones who died in the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

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

"Hey, that child, that's the one, why do you let that stay in the village?"

"Have you heard that the fourth generation died because of him."

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"Just getting close makes people uncomfortable, it's really unlucky!"

"The third generation is too kind, this kind of guy should be killed directly."

Wherever a small figure goes, people avoid it as if they have seen a plague god.

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 full of malice and hatred.

Although Naruto was only three years old, he didn't understand why, but he had already discovered the villagers' disgust for him and had long been accustomed to their hateful eyes and vicious words.

Naruto just walked on his own, towards the direction of the Hokage Rock.

The highest place in the village of Hokage Rock, when the weather was good, he liked to stay there, looking at the sky and thinking wildly.

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

Naruto stopped, leaned over to pick up the ball, and showed a very sunny smile.

He was about to give it back to the child in front of him.

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

"Why, mom?"

"That one will eat people!"

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

The other adults also warned their children earnestly.

Naruto's blue eyes dimmed, 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 him as if they were looking at a monster, a monster that killed their loved ones.

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

Naruto left with his head down, and his originally brisk steps became heavy. The problem that had troubled him for many years popped up in his mind again.

And after he left, the street became lively again.

Children played and fought, and adults chatted about gossip and rumors.

No one cared about "that"'s thoughts.

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

Naruto walked through the streets, through the woods, across the stream, and stopped at the Hokage Rock.

He sat on the avatar of the Fourth Hokage and looked down at the bustling and noisy village below.

Once again, he felt isolated from the whole world.

This loneliness away from the crowd made him feel at ease and wronged.

Naruto knew it very well.

No one liked him, he didn't belong here, and he had never experienced the happiness of those people.

They had a home, family, friends, and milk and instant noodles that they couldn't finish eating and were not afraid of expiration.

And he had nothing.

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

His mood was even more depressed.

What am I for, and what am I living for?

What exactly can I do to make them remember and recognize "Uzumaki Naruto"?

Thinking about this question, Naruto closed his eyes.

But when he opened his eyes again.

He came to a place similar to a sewer.

There was ten centimeters of water under his feet, and the environment was dark and humid.

There was also a sound similar to that of a wild beast in the distance, and a faint unknown sound of clacking could be heard.

Naruto looked panicked when he saw this.

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

Is there anyone...

Is there anyone...

Is there...

There was only his echo and the strange sound in his ears, and no one responded.

Naruto first looked at the blocked road behind him, and had to suppress his fear and walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

At the end, a strong light flashed, making his eyes dizzy.

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

"This! What is this!?"

In front of him was the endless ocean and beach, and there was a small wooden house on the beach.

There was also a huge iron cage on the beach, and in the cage was a large fox several dozen meters tall?

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

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

The big fox held a huge bag of potato chips in his left hand, and from time to time he grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his bloody mouth, making a crisp "crunch, crunch" sound.

On the right hand side was a beverage bottle more than ten meters high, and from time to time he leaned over and drank a sip with a straw.

The big fox also made a purring sound similar to that of a pet being stroked, and his face was full of humanized comfort and enjoyment.

"Menma!" Nine-tailed shouted, "Give me another bag of potato chips! I want barbecue flavor!"

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

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

Black medium-short hair, a white three-eyed fox mask on his face, black fingerless sleeves, and dark red bandages on his arms and calves.

"So cool!!"

Such a mysterious and special dress made the immature little Naruto's eyes light up.

"Humph, I'm only seven-tenths full now." Nine-tailed stretched out his claws to pick his teeth, "Besides, I'm a tailed beast, how can I be fat."

Uzumaki Menma didn't explain, just laughed.

Although the "raw materials" of those snacks are the chakra of the Nine-tailed, after being processed by the "Book of Vermillion Moon" in his hand, it becomes a good thing that can enhance life energy.

As for whether he will get fat...

The ancients said it well, nine out of ten orange cats are fat, and one is particularly fat.

Although Kyuubi is not a cat as a fox, it at least has the "orange" in it.

And with its lifestyle of eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, it would be a shame to not get fat with these potato chips and coke.

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

If Kyuubi really turns from an orange fox into an orange pig, when he sees the other eight tailed beasts, will Kyuubi stay in Naruto's body and refuse to get out?

"Let's not talk about whether it's fat or not, Kurama, you are really slacking off."

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

Seeing this strange man and fox looking at him.

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

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