Konoha: Resurrected by Orochimaru at the start

When they were still some distance apart, the shop manager suddenly appeared as if he had teleported, instantly getting right up to their faces!

The shopkeeper remained in the same gripping position where Sakura was standing, but the place was now empty.

Realizing they had missed their target, the shop manager, his eyes bloodshot, darted upwards and roared, "You've broken the rules!"

So fast!

Sakura squatted on the windowsill, her expression serious, and said, "The usual place."

Before Karin could reply, the two of them split up and ran away the instant the words left their mouths!

Seeing this, the shop manager trembled with anger. Two seconds later, just as he was about to chase after Sakura, a young man's voice, filled with frustration, shouted loudly behind him, "Boss! Stop chasing her! Come back! I can't handle this alone, the customers are forming a long line!"

Upon hearing this, the shop manager slowly turned around. To everyone's horror, his eyes had become unusually large, almost taking up half of his face. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely angry!

"Damn it! What's with the rush?! Can't we wait a bit?!"

The young man seemed oblivious to these anomalies, still irritated, and said, "We've received a lot of large orders. The steamers aren't enough; we need to make more. There are also many people eating in the restaurant. Boss, why don't you hire another employee?"

Hire another employee? Easier said than done. Does hiring people cost nothing? The store manager's expression twitched, as if he wanted to explode, but at that moment there was no one for him to vent his anger on.

As for scolding employees? The only employee I can use right now who is both easy to work with and cheap is the one in front of me. If I scold him away, I'll have nowhere to turn for help.

After holding it in for a while, the store manager finally deflated like a punctured balloon, his eyes returning to their usual sullen state as he grumbled, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! All you ever do is rush me! I know, get out of here! I'm coming right now!"

……

"Boss! A three-ounce bowl of beef noodles, and a basket of xiaolongbao!"

"Okay!"

After a while, the owner brought the food to the table. Seeing that there was only one person in front of him, he felt a little strange and asked, "Handsome, are there two of you? If the other person only eats steamed buns and not porridge, they might choke."

"Don't worry~ I'm eating all of this by myself. I'll just dip it in some noodle soup and I won't choke," the young man said with a smile, taking off his thick gold-rimmed glasses and placing them on the table.

As time went by, the boss seemed to be worried and passed by the young man's table no less than three times. Only when he saw that the young man had indeed finished all the noodles and buns, and even the soup broth was almost gone, did he finally convince the boss.

When he paid the bill, the owner gave him a thumbs up: "Good job, young man!"

"Let's not talk about that now, boss. I saw you come back from outside looking really angry. Did something happen?"

Upon hearing this, the boss's face instantly turned cold: "It's nothing, I just wanted to teach two law-breaking scumbags a lesson."

Intrigued, the young man adjusted his glasses and asked, "Oh? What did those two do?"

"They stole my steamed buns, and not only that, as if in a provocation, they also stole my wife's steamed buns!"

"Did they steal a lot?"

"No...it's only 5 yuan."

"..."

Noticing the young man's gaze, the boss, somewhat embarrassed, said, "That's not the point. The point is they broke the rules!"

At this point, as if a switch had been flipped, the boss's aura suddenly became sharp, and red blood vessels slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Here you go." The young man waved five yuan in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's momentum faltered, he dodged the five-yuan slap in the face, and said with a slight twitch at the corner of his eye, "I told you that's not the point!"

The young man placed the five yuan along with his meal money on the counter: "Okay, okay, that's not the point. Now tell me, did you get this money?"

"...You don't even know them."

"So what? I can't pay them?"

"..."

"Boss, I understand how you feel, but try to be more understanding. You've already given away the goods and taken the money. What rules have you broken?"

Upon hearing this, a struggle flashed in the shop owner's eyes. As time passed, the red blood vessels in his eyes gradually faded. Clutching the money in his hand, the shop owner looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression: "Perhaps you are right."

-

"School's over already?" Tobirama looked at the gate in front of him, and next to the gate were the words "Science and Technology University".

On his way there, he encountered many people dressed in flamboyant clothes. Thanks to the investigation he had conducted near the school out of caution, he was able to tell that these people were actually students of the school, not some strange performers.

However, Tobirama simply couldn't understand this aesthetic. After all, such a seemingly gorgeous but cumbersome item would probably only be bought by those idle nobles in the ninja world.

In comparison, Tobirama at this moment looked like a very ordinary middle-aged man.

"Master, where did you go?"

Tobirama: "...I'm not the driver."

"Oh, oh, sorry, sorry," the student said as he backed away, his expression so embarrassed it looked like he could dig a hole in the floor with his toes.

However, Tobirama didn't let him off the hook. Instead, he grabbed the student's shoulder and said, "Wait, I have a question for you. Are you out of school yet?"

Feeling uncomfortable, the student tried to break free, but failed. Realizing he might have encountered a mentally unstable person, he stammered, "Um, right...? It's Friday after school, everyone except the boarding students should be going home, so—can you let me go now?"

Releasing his grip and ignoring the student's retreating figure as if avoiding a plague, Tobirama stood there, lost in thought. He was determined to enter the school; fewer people seemed to be beneficial for his exploration of it.

But—what if what he's looking for isn't the school, or anything inside, but someone inside?

Whether by coincidence or not, after daybreak, Tobirama discovered that he was only one street away from his destination, the "Technology University," and that he was living in an unfinished building near the school.

The unfinished buildings near the school—Tobirama looked thoughtfully at the notebook in his hand. As if thinking of something, Tobirama curled the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself: When did I become so lucky?

"Excuse me, are you a parent here to pick up your child?"

A security guard at the school gate noticed the unusual situation and slowly approached, maintaining a safe distance from Tobirama.

Just as Tobirama was about to turn back and come back under a different identity.

A voice suddenly came from behind the security guard. "He's not a parent. He's a new transfer student in our class, he just looks older than his age."

The security guard instinctively stepped aside to make way, and Ye Yuan greeted him with a smile, "Cousin Fei Jian, you're a little late. Why don't you come stay at my house first?"