Konoha: Naruto, trained by Aizen

"Konoha: Naruto Trained by Aizen" by Czech Pet Owner

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"No one is born standing in the sky."

"Whether it's the Hokage or the God of Shinobi."

"But the throne of heaven has been vacant for far too long."

"From this day forward, I will stand in the heavens."

Above Konoha, Naruto Uzumaki brushed his bangs with his gelled hair, revealing sharp eyes.

A boiling blue light descended from the darkness, drawing Naruto Uzumaki upwards from the sky.

Below, in Konoha Village, countless ninjas stared in horror and disbelief.

Iruka: "That's impossible. You're not that gentle Naruto. Who are you?"

Kakashi: "The disciple I know is a gentle boy who always takes care of and protects others and inherits the Will of Fire."

Uchiha Sasuke: "Naruto, you pulled me out of the abyss, but why are you leaving now? Damn it, even if I break your limbs, I, Uchiha Sasuke, will bring you back!"

PS: Naruto who was not affected by Ashura's chakra, received Aizen's teachings, and was gentle and refined from a young age, but was actually ambitious and scheming.

Chapter One: The Boy Who Was Excluded

Konoha 52th year.

The bustling Konoha Street was teeming with people.

The Nine-Tails' attack four years ago brought heavy losses to Konoha.

Countless ninjas died, and many families lost parents and children as a result.

Even the top-tier powerhouse who made great achievements on the battlefield, the Fourth Hokage, died while sealing the Nine-Tails.

For the villagers of Konoha, that night was a night of disaster.

Four years have passed, and the village has regained its vitality and life.

But the pain of the past has not been forgotten; instead, it lies dormant in everyone's heart, like a time bomb ready to explode at any moment.

They hated the nine-tailed fox and wished they could devour it alive.

Just then, Naruto Uzumaki, the Nine-Tailed Fox in their eyes, walked into the street.

He was dressed in a neat white robe, with elegant and confident manners and a gentle smile on his face, like a handsome young gentleman.

Such temperament and appearance would be praised anywhere, but she is not well received by the villagers.

Most of the villagers froze, a hint of disgust flashing in their eyes, and turned their heads away, no longer looking.

A small number of villagers muttered curses: "Damn nine-tailed fox."

"How come this monster is still alive?"

"It's that monster. My son died because of him. I don't understand why the Hokage hasn't executed him."

"This kind of unnecessary kindness is disgusting."

"Shh, do you still dare to question the Hokage's actions? He must have had some considerations in making this decision."

Besides, a very small number of people would nod slightly at this small figure, their faces showing little kindness, but at least no malice.

Naruto Uzumaki arrived at the familiar vegetable stall and asked softly:

"Excuse me, Aunt Tanaka, I'd like to buy some vegetables."

Unlike the villagers whose families were broken up because of the Nine-Tails' attack, Tanaka had only moved to Konoha a year ago, so she couldn't empathize with the villagers' suffering.

She was impressed by Naruto Uzumaki; he was a very polite child.

Although only four years old, he has the maturity of an adult.

Tanaka vaguely remembers the scene when she first met Naruto.

At that moment, the villagers threw rotten eggs and various rotten vegetable leaves at Naruto Uzumaki. The thin boy neither dodged nor flinched, letting the egg yolks splatter all over his body, his face still bearing a gentle smile, constantly bowing and apologizing to those around him.

"I'm sorry for the great pain that the Nine-Tails caused you in the past. I'm sorry, but I am now Naruto Uzumaki, not the Nine-Tails."

She kept repeating these words, her small figure so helpless under endless malice, yet she still maintained her politeness.

The malice of life places children, who should have a childhood, in a cruel reality.

The vicious words tested his will.

This has helped him grow into a "little adult".

Aunt Tanaka had heard that Konoha was the richest and most humane of all the ninja villages.

But what she saw was far different from what she had come to know.

A five-year-old child kept bowing and apologizing.

So humble it's heartbreaking.

The surrounding villagers all revealed ugly smiles.

They used incredibly vicious language to attack the child.

This scene remained etched in Tanaka's mind for a long time.

From then on, she would always secretly take care of Naruto.

"Take this and go." She stuffed a bag of vegetables into Naruto's arms.

"Thank you, sorry to bother you." Naruto put away his bag, thanked Aunt Tanaka, and then leisurely crossed the street, disappearing from everyone's sight.

With Naruto Uzumaki gone, the streets returned to their usual cheerful atmosphere.

.....

I crossed the street and returned to my cramped apartment.

When Naruto was three years old, he could no longer tolerate the nanny's petty tricks, and after discussing it with the Third Hokage, he moved to a new house to live alone.

The new home is small, with only a bed, a table, and a simple stove.

But it has already met all of Naruto's needs in life.

Upon opening the bag, besides fresh green vegetables, there were also a few eggs.

I'm sure Aunt Tanaka had already prepared the bags and was just waiting for me to arrive.

In this indifferent village, this kindness seems all the more precious.

Naruto smiled gently, got up and went to the stove, elegantly twirling the cleaver in a series of beautiful knife flourishes.

Chopping vegetables, heating oil in a wok, stir-frying vegetables—the whole sequence of actions is done in one smooth, effortless motion.

The biggest difference between a wise man and a savage is that the wise man behaves with elegance and confidence, unlike the savage who only barks.

A simple stir-fried vegetable dish and a fried egg were quickly prepared.

Naruto sat down at the table and quietly enjoyed his dinner.

The villagers' disgust and rejection did not affect his mood.

He will maintain his polite persona until all the villagers accept him.

As Naruto enjoyed his dinner, his thoughts drifted further and further away.

I vaguely remember the past.

Whenever I go out, these villagers attack me with the most vicious words.

At that time, I was helplessly running away and filled with fear.

My heart was filled with confusion.

I haven't done anything wrong, so why does everyone hate me?

So he started playing silly pranks.

They tried to attract everyone's attention through sensationalism.

Unexpectedly, this approach only made the villagers dislike him even more.

Even those who used to treat each other with indifference have started to hurl insults at each other.

During that period, I fell into despair, and every day felt like an eternity.

until......

He met Mr. Aizen.

That gentle and refined man, who always maintained his composure.

He told himself that.

Be a wise person who has a comprehensive grasp of the situation and takes control of your own destiny.

The strong never humbly beg for attention from others.

From that time on, he began to emulate Aizen, trying to become gentle and elegant.

He used all his living expenses to order the same white robe, and ate instant noodles for several months as a result.

He greets everyone politely, and even if they respond with curses, he still maintains a smile.

He learned to hide his emotions.

Even now, although the villagers' attitude remains unfriendly, at least some of them have changed their views on him significantly.

Life made him mature, and malice made him see reality clearly.

Neither Konoha Village nor the so-called Will of Fire is open to me.

I am just a nine-tailed fox spirit.