Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Two days later, a bustling town appeared on the horizon.

The town was large, bustling with people, and the cries of vendors hawking their wares filled the air, along with the irresistible aroma of various foods mingling together.

It was a completely different world from the oppressive camp on the front lines, shrouded in death.

Qianxuan's eyes lit up instantly.

He grabbed Lin, who was still walking with her head down and looking dazed, and without saying a word, he led her into the busiest food street.

"Let's go, let's turn our grief into food!"

"Look at you, you're as skinny as a bamboo pole, you'd fall over in the wind. Anyone who didn't know better would think I'm abusing you."

As Qianxuan spoke, he skillfully took two skewers of sizzling takoyaki from a stall and stuffed one into Lin's hand.

"Senior...I...can't eat..."

Lin looked at the meatballs in her hand, her eyes reddening again.

"You have to eat, even if you can't."

Qianxuan's tone left no room for argument.

"You're at the age where you're growing, so eat more. Don't you want a figure like Tsunade's?"

Lin: "..."

Looking at Qian Xuan's serious face and listening to his twisted logic that she had gradually become immune to, the immense sadness in her heart seemed to have been diluted a little.

She silently lowered her head and took a small bite of the meatball.

The outer layer is crispy, the inside is piping hot, and the delicious sauce bursts in your mouth.

good to eat.

"That's right."

Qianxuan looked at her with satisfaction, then pointed to another stall not far away.

"That shop's three-color dumplings are their specialty, and the taiyaki over there is also made by a master craftsman whose outer layer is baked to perfection."

For the next hour, Qianxuan acted like a tireless food guide, dragging Lin along as they explored almost the entire snack street from beginning to end.

Lin went from initial resistance to numbness, and finally, holding a steaming bowl of tonkotsu ramen, she actually felt a long-lost hunger.

She looked up at the man across from her, slurping noodles and sweating profusely, and a faint smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

Although it was brief, I did laugh.

……

And so, the two traveled on and on, stopping whenever they got hungry, finding a town to have a big meal, and then continuing their journey once they were full.

Qianxuan wasn't in a hurry at all, as if he were really on vacation.

Lin's mood, too, was gradually pulled out of that dark quagmire by this leisurely pace and the constant bombardment of delicious food.

She even started to think that Obito and Kakashi might actually be... a good match.

That afternoon, they arrived at a large city called "Fengchuan".

This place is more prosperous than any other place we've passed through before. The streets are wide and bustling with traffic, and you can even see some nobles dressed in gorgeous kimonos.

Qianxuan was planning which restaurant to go to that evening to try the local kaiseki cuisine when a girl's sharp cry interrupted his thoughts.

Not far away, a young man dressed in luxurious silk, clearly from a wealthy family, kicked a little girl who bumped into him, knocking her to the ground.

The little girl looked no more than seven or eight years old. The bamboo basket she was carrying had overturned, and the wild fruits inside had rolled all over the ground.

"You blind fool! Do you know how much this outfit of mine is worth? I couldn't pay for it even if I sold you!"

The young man was still not satisfied, so he raised his foot and was about to stomp on the little girl's head.

Pedestrians around them made way, pointing and whispering, but no one dared to step forward and stop them.

Qianxuan frowned.

He glanced at Lin beside him. Lin's face was filled with reluctance and anger, her fists clenched, as if she was about to rush forward at any moment.

"Don't move."

Qianxuan pressed down on her shoulder, his voice calm.

He pulled Lin to the street corner, then slipped into an empty alley.

A moment later, the one who emerged from the alley was no longer the somewhat lazy Qianxuan.

Instead, he was an old man with a withered body, his right eye and half of his face wrapped in bandages, leaning on a wooden cane, and exuding a cold aura.

The Dark Lord of the Ninja World, Konoha's Nagakage, Shimura Danzo, reporting for duty!

Danzo walked step by step towards the young man.

He said nothing, but just stared at him coldly with his one exposed, cloudy eye.

The young man felt uneasy under his gaze, and his arrogant demeanor immediately diminished by a third.

"What...what are you looking at? You old fool, trying to meddle in other people's business?"

Danzo remained silent, but slowly raised the wooden staff in his hand.

Snapped!

A crisp sound.

The wooden cane struck the young man's calf with a firm blow.

"Awooo—!"

The young man let out a pig-like scream, grabbed his leg, and jumped up.

"You dare hit me?! Do you know who I am?!"

The two samurai guards behind him reacted quickly and drew their swords, surrounding Danzo.

"How dare you! This is Lord Tokugawa Mitsuru, son of the daimyo of the Land of Fire! You, a mere Konoha ninja, do you have a death wish?!"

A guard pointed at the Leaf Village headband on his forehead and shouted sternly.

The surrounding crowd gasped in shock.

The son of the daimyo of the Land of Fire?

This Konoha ninja has gotten himself into a huge mess.

Tokugawa Hikaru clutched his leg, his face filled with resentment and smugness.

"Did you hear that, you old bastard! You're dead! When I get back, I'll send a message to the Hokage and tell him to cut you into a thousand pieces!"

As Lin turned the corner, her heart leaped into her throat.

Senior Sengen... how did he turn into Lord Danzo?

He even beat up Da Ming's son!

This……

Just then, Danzo, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

His voice, hoarse, cold, and devoid of any emotion, clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"I am Danzo Shimura."

He swept his single eye over Tokugawa Hikaru and his two sword-wielding guards, his tone carrying an air of self-righteous, unquestionable dominance.

"That's exactly what I'm going to do."

"What's so great about a mere name?"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stunned into a blank by this earth-shattering statement.

The guards of the fat noblemen were about to draw their swords, but when they met Danzo's cold gaze, their hands went limp and they couldn't even hold onto their swords.

"roll."

A single word, like a pardon.

The guards, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, scrambled to their feet and helped the fat man, who was still groaning on the ground, to his feet, before fleeing the scene in a disheveled state.

Danzo didn't look at them again.

He turned around, walked to the little girl who was terrified, bent down, took out a piece of candy from his pocket, and put it in her hand.

Then, leaning on his cane, he turned around and disappeared step by step around the corner of the alley.

Lin stood there blankly, speechless for a long time.