Naruto: I Sell Jars in Konoha Village.

Chapter 12 Naruto Uzumaki: Doesn't he hate me?

"Um?"

Hearing what Shouda said, Lin Mo looked at him with slight surprise; "Why do you say that?"

"Judging from your clothes, your spirit and appearance, you don't seem to be from our Konoha Village."

Tezuka laughed and said, "That's why I concluded that you're not from our Konoha Village. You must come from a wealthy family."

Lin Mo: "."

"Then you're really wrong."

Lin Mo shook his head: "However, I am indeed not from Konoha Village. My stay here is temporary."

"But what I'm curious about is, why did you say that I came at the right time?"

"Because it's the annual graduation season at the Ninja Academy."

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "After these kids graduate from the Ninja Academy, they'll follow their instructors to carry out missions in the village. At that time, the price for posting missions will be a bit lower than before."

"There are always more people around this time of year."

"I see."

Hearing what the hand typed, Lin Mo understood.

Did you graduate from the Ninja Academy?

Does this mean Hinata is about to graduate?

"Uncle, another bowl of ramen, please!"

Just then, a softer voice rang out, making Lin Mo take another look.

However, upon looking over, Lin Mo spotted Naruto Uzumaki sitting in the corner, handing out bowls of noodles.

"Forehead."

Lin Mo looked surprised when he saw Naruto Uzumaki.

Is that really such a coincidence?

When I first came to Ichiraku Ramen, I hadn't even noticed this little guy.

As Lin Mo looked over, Naruto Uzumaki, who was handing out a bowl of ramen, felt someone watching him and his movements froze.

The feeling of being watched made him feel somewhat uncomfortable and nervous.

He instinctively shrank back, as if hoping to avoid that gaze.

His hands trembled slightly, and he hesitated as he handed the ramen bowl to Ichiraku.

However, upon realizing that the gaze was not malicious, Naruto secretly raised his eyelids and glanced at the person looking at him.

They discovered it was a young man they didn't recognize.

However, seeing Lin Mo turn his head to look at him, and seeing that his gaze was not malicious, Naruto still felt a little inferior and uneasy.

He quickly lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the texture of the tabletop, as if it held countless secrets that could make him forget his current predicament.

"No malicious intent."

"He doesn't dislike me?"

Naruto, head bowed, sighed inwardly, realizing he wasn't popular in the village.

From childhood to adulthood, the villagers always looked at him with a variety of complex emotions: disgust, fear, and sympathy, but never kindness.

He was already used to such gazes, but every time he was stared at, he would still feel a pang of sadness and helplessness.

He clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, his mind racing with memories of the cold looks and rejection he had once received.

At times like these, he felt as if the whole world had abandoned him, and he was so lonely that he had nowhere to escape.

Only at Ichiraku Ramen could he find a sliver of warmth and comfort.

Uncle Ichiraku here always greets people with a smile and never has any prejudice against him because of him.

But today, there's another young person.

The other person's gaze seemed to recognize him, but there was no disgust in it.

Is that friendliness?

Although he only glanced at Lin Mo, Naruto Uzumaki still keenly sensed that the other party showed no disgust, which was completely different from the way the villagers had looked at him before.

"OK."

At this moment, Uncle Ichiraku chuckled and served him a new bowl of ramen.

The steaming ramen emitted an enticing aroma, which slightly improved Naruto's mood.

He took a deep breath, picked up his chopsticks, and carefully began to eat the noodles.

While eating, she kept her head down, trying her best not to pay attention to the stares of those around her.

For him, this bowl of ramen is not just food to fill his stomach, but also a comfort to his soul.

"Naruto, eat more so you can get stronger." The uncle's voice was warm and kind, which warmed Naruto's heart.

He looked up, managing a weak smile, "Thank you, uncle."

As he spoke, Naruto Uzumaki turned his head and stole another glance at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze, saw Naruto looking over, and immediately smiled and nodded.

"He really doesn't dislike me?!"

Seeing Lin Mo smile at him, Naruto was suddenly overjoyed.

I am absolutely certain that I did not see it wrong.

Twice now, and the other person's gaze showed no sign of dislike or disgust towards me.

It wasn't the indifferent look that other strangers gave him.

It wasn't the villagers' disdainful looks either.

For a moment, Naruto Uzumaki really wanted to go up and talk to him.

However, after watching Lin Mo eat ramen again, Naruto Uzumaki fell silent for a moment, then shrank back and lowered his head to eat his ramen.

And so, Naruto Uzumaki ate his ramen while secretly watching Lin Mo and sizing him up.

While eating ramen, Lin Mo chatted with Ichiraku: "What kind of entertainment facilities does Konoha Village have?"

"Entertainment? Just playing cards, I guess."

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Yi Le raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "When people usually go out, they just soak in hot springs or watch small stage plays. However, many plays are now old, and we don't know when the next new play will be."

At this point, Yi Le sighed, "Why don't you go to the bookstore, bro? Bookstores are pretty good, and they also have rap performances. I don't usually do that kind of thing; I'm busy making ramen."

"If you really want some entertainment, you can post a mission and have the ninjas of Konoha show you around."

"Um."

Hearing Yi Le's words, Lin Mo nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Of all the things Ichiraku mentioned, only the hot springs slightly appealed to him.

Lin Mo then continued making ramen, preparing to finish eating and go back.

If we're lucky today, Hinata Hyuga will bring some people to open the can.

As Lin Mo ate his ramen, he was thinking these thoughts.

the other side.

The entrance to the jar shop.

Hiashi Hyuga, who had just arrived, frowned as he looked at the closed shop door in front of him.

I've come all this way, so why is the shop closed?

Are you not going to open it?

still?

Hiashi Hyuga stood in the shadowy corner of the house next door, lost in thought.

On his way here, he was still wondering who this person was and why they would sell such a magical jar.

He could understand collecting and selling Sharingan and the like.

But I can't understand why they would open a shop so blatantly.

Later on, even the so-called chakra attribute could be easily fused with the Sharingan, which was something he truly couldn't understand.

He came this time also to visit this person.

Judging from Hinata and Hanabi's situation, this person seems to be doing charity work.

"Let's wait a little longer."

Thinking of Hanabi's Sharingan, Hiashi Hyuga squinted and stood quietly in the corner, waiting.

(End of this chapter)