Konoha: Naruto, trained by Aizen

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There are three ANBU ninjas around the house.

They remained motionless, like rusty iron men.

Several small birds landed on the person in the shadows, completely unaware that they had landed on a human.

Even so, the dark areas remained completely still.

That's the discipline of a ninja.

Naruto continued to explore the uses of spiritual pressure as if he had found a fun treasure.

When he tried to use his spiritual pressure to further outline the face of the ANBU ninja, he felt a strain in his brain.

He knew this was his limit.

When I stopped using it, a strong feeling of fatigue washed over me.

"Don't overuse your spiritual pressure. Get some rest today." Aizen said this before falling silent.

Naruto's talent was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

'To be able to make basic use of spiritual pressure in such a short time shows that Naruto has a very strong talent for it. Combined with his own mysterious power, he might really be able to develop a new power system.'

"I'm really looking forward to seeing Naruto fully develop his spiritual pressure and ninjutsu in the future." Aizen's lips curled into a smile.

"Perhaps you can become my rival in the future."

The path of the strong is destined to be lonely.

On his path to becoming stronger, Aizen will do his best to promote the birth of powerful individuals, even if it doesn't necessarily bring him satisfaction.

But at least it's a small toy.

"An opponent? I'm still far from that level." Receiving this affirmation, Naruto was overjoyed: "I'll have to trouble Aizen-sensei to teach me in the future. I will definitely do my best to become stronger."

Aizen gave a faint "hmm".

Climb up the pole.

Naruto's move pleased him.

Becoming stronger by any means necessary is the attitude that a strong person should have.

"Gurgle." Just then, Naruto's stomach made a sound.

Looking out the window, he realized that he had been meditating for at least three hours.

"I'm so hungry, let's go to Ichiraku Ramen."

Unable to wait to cook, Naruto rubbed his stomach and made a decision.

Uncle Yile was one of the few villagers who was kind and gentle to him.

But Naruto rarely goes to Ichiraku Ramen.

On the one hand, she didn't want Uncle Yile to suffer the cold shoulder from the villagers because of her.

On the other hand, they don't have enough money.

Each of the three generations provides themselves with a living allowance every month.

This allowance is only enough to buy some basic food and daily necessities.

Although it wasn't much, it was still a token of affection.

Naruto walked out the door and greeted the big tree by the entrance:

Good morning, ninja uncles.

The leaves swayed, as if in response.

The Anbu ninjas were already used to Naruto's daily greetings and courtesy.

But my heart remained completely unmoved.

I walked toward Ichiraku Ramen.

Naruto deliberately avoided the busiest street.

He's not a masochist; if others dislike him, he won't bother showing up in front of them.

The right thing to do is to avoid the other party as much as possible.

Although Naruto always presents an elegant and composed demeanor, he also feels anger and dissatisfaction when treated rudely by others.

If I hadn't been under surveillance, I might have already retaliated.

As he passed through a secluded street, he heard familiar yet unfamiliar curses.

"White-eyed monster!"

"Kill this white-eyed monster!"

"Her eyes are terrifying; she's a monster just like that nine-tailed fox."

Naruto stopped in his tracks.

He never expected that there were others in Konoha who received the same treatment as him.

He walked towards the direction from which the sound came.

Not far away, several children were surrounding a little girl.

The girl had short, light purple hair that reached her ears, and a delicate face, but her eerie white eyes marred her pretty features.

“This is… a member of the Hyuga clan.” Naruto’s eyes flickered.

Prior to this, he had tried to understand the distribution of power within Konoha.

Although the information is not entirely accurate, the basic information is still quite complete.

The Hyuga and Uchiha clans are both prestigious families in Konoha, and both clans possess eye-type bloodline limits.

Byakugan and Sharingan.

They are all people worth befriending.

It can become an asset in the future.

Naruto watched quietly as the group of children insulted the girl, who huddled in a corner, her face streaked with tears.

Naruto's lips curled up slightly.

"I want to be her light."

He strode toward the boys.

Chapter Six: Becoming Her Light

"Hey, you guys, is it fun to bully girls?" Naruto shouted.

The group of mischievous kids looked annoyed when their daily bullying activities were interrupted.

They turned to look at Naruto and burst into laughter.

"Isn't this the Nine-Tailed Fox? Why has it suddenly become so tough?"

"Do monsters start playing the hero and rescuing the damsel in distress these days?"

"Are you itching for a beating if I don't beat you up?"

These kids are probably among the people who know Naruto the most.

In the past, they would give Naruto a "three-days-one-beat-up-and-two-days-one-less-beat-up-a-time" package.

They have rarely seen Naruto since he changed.

Seeing Naruto, who completely outclasses them in both temperament and appearance, a feeling of jealousy is brewing within them, and they want to give Naruto a good beating.

Seeing the eager-to-try brat, Naruto sneered inwardly.

These mischievous kids were a source of childhood trauma for me.

Back then, being cornered and beaten was a daily occurrence.

Those ninjas who protect themselves never intervene; they simply observe from the sidelines.

They only appeared when they were about to deliver the fatal blow, offering a nonchalant remark: "Stop fighting."

This action naturally emboldened the brat.

Until one day, he fought back with all his might and knocked out two of the ringleader's teeth.

For this, he paid the price of turning into a pig's head.

But at least from that day on, the naughty kids stopped causing trouble so much.

As Aizen said, kindness only emboldens others, and violence is necessary in appropriate situations.

Now that the brats aren't bullying Naruto anymore, they've turned around and started bullying others.

Seeing this, Naruto felt an overwhelming sense of disgust.

"Trash should be thrown into the garbage dump. Standing here to breathe air is a loss for Konoha." He put away his gentle smile, his eyes sharp.

He raised his fist and delivered several punches in quick succession.

A fist imbued with spiritual pressure is incredibly lethal.

One person gets one punch, so that everyone can benefit.

Several children, their faces covered in blood, sat on the ground crying loudly. The leader of the group was missing three teeth.

Now look what's happened, he can barely speak properly.

Naruto watched the kids cry quietly for five minutes without continuing his attack, because he knew the Anbu wouldn't allow it.

The so-called protection is just to ensure one's own survival.

After the kids had finished crying, Naruto finally smiled gently, helped them up, and said in an older brotherly tone, "It's very impolite to bully someone based on their appearance. We are all reasonable Konoha residents, and we won't resort to such barbaric methods as fists, right?"

To the mischievous kids, Naruto's refined and gentle smile sent chills down their spines, making them nod hastily in fear.

"So what should you do next?"