Konoha: Naruto, trained by Aizen

Upon hearing this, Nine-Tailed Fox snorted coldly and twitched its nose.

A foul smell? Where is the foul smell?

Naruto calmly used his spiritual pressure to create a barbecue grill, skewered the chicken wings, and placed them on the fire to grill.

"I'm suddenly a little hungry, let's get some barbecue."

Sprinkle some cumin and chili powder, and even thoughtfully use spiritual pressure to condense a fan to fan the aroma behind the iron gate where Kurama is located.

Nine-tailed Fox's nose twitched wildly, and its Adam's apple bobbed.

"Under the scorching heat of natural charcoal, every fiber of the chicken dances, perfectly enveloping itself in the aroma of the charcoal. The intense heat crisps the surface of the chicken while locking in the juices inside. One bite and the aroma fills the air, tender and juicy. So delicious~~" Naruto kept turning the chicken wings over and over, the aroma constantly wafting into Kurama's nose, seemingly penetrating every nook and cranny.

The second characteristic of prisoners is their gluttony.

Damn brat.

Nine-Tailed Fox pinched its nose with its claws, its mouth drooling profusely.

Within the sealed space, he doesn't need to eat, drink, or relieve himself, but he definitely retains the memories of tasting the delicious food he enjoyed before.

When he's free and unrestrained, he sometimes goes out into the forest to hunt for wild game.

The aroma now was hundreds, no, thousands of times more delicious than anything he had ever tasted before.

"You brat, your skewers stink! Get lost!" Nine-Tailed Fox roared angrily.

Naruto ignored everything and continued grilling.

Prisoners who have been imprisoned for a long time develop an intense craving for delicious food.

Once this desire is awakened, it will be unstoppable.

For prisoners, the most painful thing is being able to see food but not be able to eat it.

"You like interfering with my chakra control, don't you? I'll let you experience what it's like to wish you were dead." Naruto thought viciously as he elegantly turned the skewers.

"A pair of roasted chicken wings doubles the happiness!"

"Such delicious food should be shared," he muttered loudly.

"Hmph, you brat, do you think I would like such low-class food? Let me tell you, I have tasted far too many delicacies. Your little trinkets are nothing but garbage to me."

“I know, that’s why it’s for myself. A high-level demon beast like you naturally has its own delicacies to enjoy. How could you look down on mortal food?” Naruto blew on the skewers and stuffed them into his mouth under Kurama’s glaring eyes.

While eating, he commented, "The taste is not bad."

"Gulp." Naruto seemed to hear the sound of some creature swallowing, and his perfectly elegant smile almost crumbled, as if he wanted to let out a mischievous grin.

But Naruto knew that merely tormenting himself with his appetite wasn't enough.

He wanted to completely break down the Nine-Tails, both physically and mentally.

So he used his spiritual pressure to create a computer inside the iron gate.

"Goodbye, Nine-Tails. I hope you'll be more obedient next time we meet."

Before leaving, he seemed to remember something, turned his head and added:

"By the way, isn't the Three Body Technique a basic ninjutsu? Why is it so difficult to learn?" After saying that, he gave a meaningful smile and disappeared into the sealed space.

"What tricks is that brat playing?" After Naruto left, Kurama turned around and muttered, his eyes drawn to the strange machine.

A square object, resembling a television, next to which is a mouse-like object and a rectangular plate with cylindrical shapes.

"What are all these?" Nine-Tails curiously approached, poking around with its claws.

I don't know what I poked, but the square object suddenly lit up and the word "window" appeared.

.......

Chapter Nineteen: The Plan to Create an Internet-Addicted Evil Fox

"Hiss, this little thing is weird. Could it be an explosive tag? Is this brat planning to blow this place up?"

"He's too naive. A sealed space can't be destroyed by a simple explosive tag."

"But he can actually conjure objects out of thin air within the sealed space. Hmph, it seems I underestimated him."

Nine-Tailed Fox muttered to itself, its enormous claws pointing around the computer.

The computer screen displayed the desktop, and several icons on it caught Nine-Tailed Fox's attention.

He leaned closer to take a closer look.

He was originally illiterate, but after spending more than ten years in the body of the previous Jinchuriki, he learned to recognize some characters.

"My computer, Recycle Bin, Pokémon FireRed?" Ninetales read out the icons, its head full of question marks.

"What are all these?" The Nine-Tails, who had been bored for decades, immediately began to study them as if it had found a beloved toy.

He soon discovered that the little mouse-like gadget could control the pointer on the screen.

He immediately shrunk his size, covered the mouse with his fox paw, and awkwardly clicked on the various icons.

Finally, by chance, he clicked on a double-click and opened the game "Pokémon".

The screen went black, then a glowing game interface appeared, accompanied by cheerful game music.

In the dimly lit sealed space, a fiery red fox sat in front of a computer, intently manipulating the mouse and keyboard, beginning its journey to capture Pokémon.

An old man's voice came from the computer: "Welcome to the world of elves. Elves are lively, cheerful, and full of spirituality. I am Professor Oak..."

"Hmph, childish art style. I could eat one of these creatures in a single bite." Nine-Tails grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Choose three at the start? Hmph, I'm already invincible with just one."

"Since it's a game, let's choose a subordinate. I've decided on you, Little Fire Dragon. You're confident enough to call yourself a dragon, so you must have some skills."

"I'll allow you to help me conquer this land."

"Hiss... This Pokémon looks really strong. How do I catch it? Throw a Poké Ball? Failed! Damn it!!"

"Damn it! If I were here, there would be no need for all that trouble of throwing the ball. I could just stand there and countless elves would come to submit!"

"Yosh, very good! Successfully subdued! Follow me to conquer the world, your choice was wise."

"Hmph, this little gadget is quite interesting. Looks like that brat has given in. Since you've performed so well, I'll reduce my interference a bit."

"If you apologize to me in person and kneel down to beg for forgiveness, I will make you a ninja," Kurama muttered to himself.

Playing seriously...

"This little bird is too weak. Just kill it. The weak are not qualified to be my subordinates."

"A dojo? Hmph, these newbies are easy prey..."

"Aaaaaah! You bastard, you damned brat, how dare you trick me!" Not long after, the Nine-Tailed Fox roared with extreme rage within the sealed space.

The challenge screen for the first gym leader is stuck, with a sentence displayed on it.

"Fox, if you behave well, you'll get to play the later parts of the story."

......

Naruto, having left the sealed space, revealed a strange smile.

"This is called repaying evil with good."

Even if you, Nine-Tails, hurt me a thousand times, I, Naruto Uzumaki, will still treat you like my first love. I will not only let you enjoy the aroma of barbecue, but also bring you a game experience that transcends the ninja world.

I ask you, besides myself, who else possesses such a broad mind?

Naruto learns from the various messages from the Shinigami that there exists an invisible disease, more terrifying than a virus: internet addiction.

The patient loses their appetite, becomes like a walking corpse, emaciated, and feels worse than dead. Whenever they are away from the computer, they lose their will, become insane, and are restless.

Only when he sits back in front of the computer does he regain his somewhat normal appearance.

It is said that the small computer contains countless addictive games.

I believe the Nine-Tails, who has been lonely for so long, will definitely like it.

Since the Nine-Tails is so lonely in the sealed space, I, as the landlord, naturally cannot sit idly by.

.......

soon.

After a night, Naruto got out of bed, feeling refreshed.

After a quick wash and breakfast, he got dressed and headed towards the streets of Konoha.

We're running out of food at home.

Naruto, dressed in a white robe and exuding elegance, walked into the street.

However, this time is very different from the past.

The once bustling streets remained unchanged, and the villagers continued their conversations without glancing at Naruto.

Naruto's character development over the past year has been quite successful.

At least for now, most villagers will choose to ignore it.

Those vicious curses from the past are almost never heard anymore.

As for those unruly kids...

Now I avoid Naruto whenever I see him.

Naruto bought some vegetables and meat, greeted Aunt Tanaka, and headed home. After putting all the ingredients away and making a simple bento box, he headed towards the training ground.

He had made a training agreement with Sasuke yesterday, and he was very curious about the powerful Uchiha clan.

Naruto was unaware that the Third Hokage had learned of his encounter with Sasuke the previous day, which had even sparked a debate.

In the end, the Third Hokage decided to wait and see. If the Uchiha clan harbored any designs on Naruto, he would immediately take swift and decisive action.

.....

Sasuke arrived at the training ground as promised.

He saw Naruto holding a dark green longsword, standing in the chilly autumn wind, blending into the environment just as he had when they first met.

"Swordsmanship," Sasuke murmured to himself.