Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 381 Big Sister's Hair Gone Wild
Before long, the Tazner family's not-so-spacious living room was filled with people.

The air was filled with the salty and savory aroma of stewed seafood and the fragrance of rice.

Around the long, low-legged dining table, Kakashi, Naruto, Jiraiya, young Sasuke, Boruto, along with the host Tazuna, his daughter Tsushima, and his grandson Inari, sat together, preparing to enjoy breakfast.

Despite his family's poverty, Jinbo still managed to prepare a fairly lavish meal, mainly consisting of various ways of cooking seafood, cold seaweed salad, pickled vegetables, and a small bowl of steaming white rice for each person.

For the common people of the Land of Waves, who have been exploited by the Matsuo Group for years and live in poverty, this is already the highest level of hospitality.

The group began to eat in silence, the atmosphere somewhat somber.

Naruto rummaged through the rice in his bowl, looking somewhat distracted, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the stairwell on the second floor.

"Wow, this is the first time I've ever seen fish fried like this..." Jiraiya ate with relish, occasionally commenting on the way the fish was prepared.

Kakashi was still holding that little book, "Icha Icha Paradise," reading and eating at the same time.

Young Sasuke and Boruto ate quickly, each seemingly preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Dazner looked at the rice in his bowl, his brow furrowed, clearly worried about the bridge project.

Only young Ira seemed not to fully understand the adults' worries, taking small bites of fish and curiously observing these foreign ninjas.

Halfway through breakfast, faint footsteps came from the stairs.

Everyone looked up and saw Hinata slowly walking down.

She was still wearing that light purple tracksuit, but unlike her usual fully covered-up look, Hinata's clothes were open, revealing her ample bosom encased in black fishnet stockings. However, her expression still showed some worry.

"Hinata-san, you're awake." Tsunami quickly put down her chopsticks, stood up, and smiled gently. "I prepared some easily digestible porridge and eggs to take to Menma. You're here just in time, come with me to the kitchen to get them?"

Hinata nodded, her voice soft: "Thank you for your help, Ms. Tsunami."

Her gaze swept quickly across the restaurant, she nodded and greeted everyone, and then followed Jinbo to the kitchen.

Boruto cautiously observed Hinata out of the corner of his eye. When he saw her overly calm and handsome profile, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head, pretending to concentrate on eating.

He was certain that the Hinata he knew now was definitely not his gentle and shy mother!
This aura... is even more terrifying than Sarada when she's angry!
Jinbo brought out a wooden tray from the kitchen, on which sat a bowl of well-cooked, fragrant white porridge, a cup of warm milk, and a peeled, smooth, white hard-boiled egg.

She carefully handed it to Hinata, saying, "Be careful, it's hot."

"Thank you." Hinata took the tray and walked upstairs gently and steadily.

As breakfast drew to a close, Tazuna put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with his rough hands, and looked at Kakashi, his tone filled with anticipation and a hint of unease: "Mr. Kakashi, I've already spoken with the old folks in the village who are still willing to help. Although that bastard Matsuo is a big threat, there are still quite a few people willing to go all out and follow me to finish the last section of the bridge."

"For the next few days... I'm really counting on you all to make sure we old folks can get to and from work safely!"

Kakashi closed the copy of "Make-Out Paradise" in his hand, stuffed it into his ninja tool bag, and nodded: "Don't worry, since we've taken on the mission, we'll naturally take full responsibility."

His gaze inadvertently swept over Hinata's back as she carried her tray upstairs, then looked at Naruto sitting next to Jiraiya, who was clearly distracted while eating.

Jiraiya had already spoken to him privately about giving Naruto special training.

It seems that the main responsibility for protecting Dazner and the bridge builders will fall on his own shoulders.

He sighed inwardly; his leisurely time of slacking off and reading novels was now completely ruined.

Just then, Sasuke, who had been eating in silence, put down his chopsticks and deliberately lowered his voice to say, "Since we're staying here temporarily, we can't just eat and stay for free. You can leave the protection of Mr. Tazuna's family and Menma's safety to us."

In the eyes of young Sasuke, the historical trajectory of this timeline had already been completely altered by the appearance of "Shura," and the variables of these "future travelers" were no longer important.

Upon hearing this, Tazuna's face immediately lit up with gratitude, and he stood up and bowed repeatedly: "Oh! Thank you so much! With you ninja masters protecting us, we can build the bridge in peace!"

Kakashi narrowed his eyes slightly, somewhat surprised by this action, but didn't say anything, simply nodding: "Then I'll have to trouble you."

For the next two days, Tazuna led a group of equally oppressed villagers, carrying tools, and under Kakashi's protection, worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk, braving the pressure of potential attacks, to build the cross-sea bridge that carried the hopes of the Land of Waves.

The news spread like wildfire, and some villagers on the island of Wave Country, who had also suffered oppression from the Matsuo Group but still retained their fighting spirit, spontaneously brought dry food and simple tools to help.

On the construction site, the clanging and banging of hammers and shouts echoed throughout the land.

Naruto, meanwhile, began receiving special training from Jiraiya.

Every day before dawn, Jiraiya would drag him out of bed and take him to a rocky area by the sea or deep in the dense forest, far from the village.

Jiraiya's teaching method was simple and brutal, yet extremely effective, specifically targeting Naruto's weaknesses in chakra control and crude use of ninjutsu.

Even Jiraiya was surprised to find that despite the interference from Kurama and the sealing techniques, Naruto was able to walk on the water as if it were flat ground, demonstrating a chakra control far exceeding that of ordinary ninjas.

Jiraiya began to teach Naruto how to use the Nine-Tails' chakra, little by little.

At the end of the day, Naruto was always exhausted, covered in mud and sweat, and would fall asleep almost immediately when he got home at night.

Even so, the fire of desire to become stronger in his eyes never went out; on the contrary, it burned brighter and brighter.

By the third day, Menma, who had regained consciousness, was able to walk with Hinata's help, albeit with difficulty.

Although his face was still pale and he needed to use a makeshift wooden cane to walk, taking each step cautiously as if he might fall at any moment, he had finally regained consciousness.

At this moment, the morning light is faintly visible on the grassy area facing the sea in front of Tazna's house.

With Hinata's careful support, Menma walked slowly, step by step, using a cane to move her stiff body.

The sea breeze ruffled his slightly disheveled black hair, his breathing became rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Hinata, who is usually hot-tempered and fierce-looking, showed amazing patience and gentleness at this moment.

She held Menma's arm tightly, using her own body for support, matching each step to Menma's rhythm, and occasionally asking in a low voice, "Menma, how are you feeling? Do you want to rest for a bit?"

Menma glanced at the window on the third floor of Tazuna's house and whispered to Hinata, "I'm really fine. I just shook them a little. Don't worry, Hinata."

Although Menma was pretending, both the eldest sister Hinata and the younger sister Hinata still stayed with Menma out of concern.

Behind the window in the third-floor corridor, Boruto and young Sasuke stood side by side, silently watching the two people on the grass below.

Boruto, with his hands behind his head, looked at Hinata's attentive care and couldn't help but mutter softly, "Master, what do you think... if in this timeline, Mom... um, I mean Hinata, hadn't married Naruto, but instead married Menma... would there still be me and Himawari?"

This problem has been bothering him for several days.

In this timeline, Hinata clearly has feelings for Menma. The way she looks at Menma is almost exactly the same as the way her mother looks at her father in her memory!
It was a look filled with adoration, dependence, and unconditional trust.

Young Sasuke's gaze remained fixed on Menma, especially his slightly unsteady yet unusually steady gait, which made him feel that something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Hearing Boruto's question, he slowly shook his head, his voice low: "I don't know, this is my first time experiencing time travel."

He paused, then added with unprecedented seriousness, "But this Menma... the power hidden within him, and the form he manifested, are definitely related to the 'Shura' of the Star Kingdom. And the 'Karma' on you might also be of the same type..."

Upon hearing this, Boruto leaned closer to the window, rested his hands on the windowsill, and carefully examined the men below. He frowned and said, "Are we just going to wait like this? Wait for Urashiki to reappear?"

“Hmm.” Young Sasuke nodded, his eyes sharp: “Urashiki doesn’t have a spacetime ninja tool like the ‘Plow’, so he can’t leave this spacetime.”

"His target is either the Nine-Tails' chakra within Naruto or the 'plow' in our hands. Either way, he will definitely reappear. We just need to wait patiently and take advantage of his weakness."

As soon as Urashiki appears nearby, his Rinnegan will detect him immediately. Just then, Boruto caught a glimpse of a villager dressed in coarse cloth at the edge of a distant forest, who was suspiciously peering towards Tazuna's house.

He lowered his voice and said, "Master, look over there... These past few days, there have been more and more of these guys peeking around in the neighborhood."

Young Sasuke had already noticed, and coldly glanced in that direction: "It's an informant from the Matsuo Group. We don't need to pay attention to it for now."

The villagers of the Land of Waves are a diverse group, including rebellious fighters like Tazuna who would rather die than submit, cowards who would become accomplices and henchmen, and the majority who remain silent and watch in fear.

The presence of these informants indicates that the Matsuo Group has noticed the anomaly here, and an attack is probably imminent.

As evening fell, the setting sun painted the sea a magnificent orange-red.

Jinbo bought some relatively fresh food from the market and was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, the aroma of the food wafting out.

She first called Menma, Hinata, young Sasuke, and Boruto to eat, and then skillfully began to divide some of the food into several large lunchboxes.

To meet the deadline, Dazna and the workers often worked late into the night. Dinner was usually delivered to the construction site by each household. Some villagers who lived far away would either eat with others or make do with the dry food and cold water they carried with them.

Menma sat at the dining table, his complexion somewhat better. He glanced at Tsunami, who was serving rice, then at an empty seat, and asked with some confusion, "Tsunami-nee, where's Ito? Why isn't he eating?"

At this time of day, the little guy who, despite his stubbornness, always comes home for dinner on time, should already be sitting in his seat.

Jinbo paused, a hint of worry on his face. "Yeah, that's strange. He should be back by now. He said he was going fishing on the rocks by the sea and digging for oysters... He shouldn't have gone far..."

Although Inari is young and has become somewhat withdrawn because of Keisha's situation, she is very familiar with her surroundings and usually doesn't stay out so late.

at this time.

"Let me go! You bastards! Let go!"

A child's scream, filled with both sobs and anger, suddenly rang out from outside, shattering the evening's tranquility!
"Hey there!" Jinbo's face changed drastically. The rice spoon in her hand fell to the ground with a "clatter." Without bothering to pick it up, she turned around in a panic and ran towards the door!

Everyone else in the living room stood up instantly!

Menma and Hinata frowned, while young Sasuke and Boruto exchanged a wary glance.

boom! !

With a loud crash, the not-so-sturdy wooden door of the Tazuna family's house was kicked open from the outside!

Wood chips flying everywhere!

At the entrance, a young man wearing a black robe with red cloud patterns, sporting short green hair and a somewhat sinister look, stood there impatiently.

He grabbed a struggling, kicking black-haired boy by the back of his collar with one hand, like he was holding a chick. It was Inari!
Behind the green-haired youth were two burly, shirtless wandering samurai with menacing tattoos, samurai swords at their waists, and faces full of scars, as well as a villager from the Land of Waves with his neck hunched over, who were clearly the lookouts leading the way.

Green Aoi swept her arrogant gaze across the room, past the panicked Tsunami, the prepared Boruto, the pale-faced Menma and Hinata sitting at the dining table, and the young Sasuke. A smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Tsk, quite a few people here."

"Perfect, saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one. Since you're all here, let's send you on your way together, so you'll have company on the road to the underworld!"

"Hey there!" Jinbo screamed when he saw his son being held so roughly. He tried to rush forward, but the murderous aura emanating from him made his legs go weak, and he collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Menma and young Sasuke's pupils both contracted slightly the moment they saw the Akatsuki uniform!
A member of the Akatsuki?!

Information about Akatsuki members flashed through their minds.

But who is this green-haired kid in front of me?
I have absolutely no recollection of this person!
However, when young Sasuke's gaze fell on the fingers of the hand that Green Aoi was gripping, his right eye noticed it.

On his finger was a familiar ring with the character "空" (empty) clearly engraved on it!

"The Ring of Emptiness?!" Young Sasuke was even more puzzled.

This ring originally belonged to Orochimaru, who defected from the Akatsuki organization. According to his timeline, the ring should have remained vacant after Orochimaru's defection.

How did it end up on the hand of this nobody?
Has the Akatsuki organization recruited new members?
Or perhaps... the Akatsuki organization in this timeline has also undergone some unknown changes?
Then, a name slowly emerged in the memories of young Sasuke.

'Could this person be... Green Aoi?'

Young Sasuke finally remembered a mission he had carried out with Naruto and Sakura, in which they encountered a Konoha rogue ninja wielding the Thunder God Sword.

'But this guy's strength shouldn't be far from meeting the standards for joining Akatsuki, right?'

'What exactly is going on? '

Just as young Sasuke was filled with doubt, a female voice, so cold it seemed to freeze the air, rang out from behind Menma:
"I come."

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Hinata had raised her head at some point.

Around those pure white eyes, veins bulged, and his gaze was filled with barely contained rage and murderous intent!
The air around her seemed to distort slightly because of her anger!
Boruto instinctively shrank back, his legs began to tremble, and he screamed inwardly, "How...how scary..."

Midori Aoi was also taken aback by Hinata's sudden murderous aura, especially when he saw those legendary Byakugan. The contempt on his face softened slightly, but he still stubbornly said, "Oh? The Hyuga clan of Konoha? Byakugan... that's a rare find, too bad..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet!

Hinata made a move!

Her figure moved extremely fast, even leaving a trail of afterimages!
With his right hand fingers together like a knife, he thrust forward with lightning speed!

"Bagua·Kongzhang!"

A highly compressed and condensed chakra shockwave, like an invisible cannon, tore through the air, emitting a muffled whistle, and struck Green Aoi's chest at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive!
Green Sunflower never expected the other party to be so decisive and to attack so swiftly and fiercely!

"puff--!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Green Sunflower's mouth!

He felt as if his sternum was about to shatter, his internal organs were displaced, and his body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing hard into the courtyard wall outside the door with a dull thud!
And the thing he was holding slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

"Here!" Jinbo rushed over and hugged his terrified son tightly.

Upon seeing this, the two wandering samurai outside the door changed their expressions drastically, roaring "Bastards!" and simultaneously drew their samurai swords from their waists. The gleaming blades flashed with a cold light as they slashed at Hinata, who was standing at the door, from the left and right!

However, Hinata's figure swayed again, cutting between the two like a butterfly flitting among flowers. Her fair hands moved with lightning speed, precisely grabbing the wrists of the two men holding their swords!
Click!

Click!

A teeth-grinding sound of bones cracking was heard!

"Ah!!" The two samurai screamed in agony as their wrists twisted at bizarre angles, and their katana fell from their hands!

Hinata caught the falling swords with both hands, then flicked her wrists and the swords flashed!
laugh!laugh!
Two sharp samurai swords pierced the insteps of the two samurai as easily as cutting tofu, pinning them firmly to the spot!

The ground was instantly stained red with blood!
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye!
By the time everyone reacted, Green Sunflower had already been knocked away, and two fierce-looking warriors were pinned to the ground, screaming and howling in agony!
Green Aoi struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Hinata, who stood at the door like a god of death, staring at him with cold Byakugan. Fear and rage finally showed in his eyes!
He suddenly pulled out a strangely shaped ninja tool from his waist.

The hilt is simple and ancient, but the blade is not a solid object. Instead, it is made of highly condensed chakra that emits a dazzling golden light!
Around the sword, faint arcs of electricity crackled and popped!
"Damn Hyuga brat!" Green Aoi's face contorted with rage as she channeled chakra into the sword hilt. The golden blade of light instantly solidified and lengthened, radiating a chillingly sharp aura and lightning-style fluctuations!

"I'll show you the power of the Second Hokage's sword, the Thunder God Sword!!"

(End of this chapter)