Looking at the little one standing in front of Yi Lela, Huang felt that it would be inappropriate if he chose to turn a blind eye again.

"Sister Quan, why don't you try this ramen?"

He stopped and suggested.

He didn't pay much attention to food shortages, and when he was still young, in order to quickly recover chakra during training, he always took military food pills.

That kind of pill is only focused on recovery effect, but the taste is placed at the end.

"good."

Uchiha Izumi also saw through the boy's thoughts and did not refuse.

Because, the little one in front of him, who is called Nine-Tails, is an orphan just like Ara.

But before they could get closer, Uzumaki Naruto immediately showed a vigilant attitude, and the longing and yearning eyes he had before were suddenly extremely cold.

God knows how much ostracism he suffered during these short years.

Obviously, I and Sister Quan can be considered as peers.

"Want to eat together?"

Huang is really a social waste.

He simply ignored Kyuubi's hostile expression and got to the point.

'Ah.'

Hearing this, Uzumaki Naruto did not answer. Instead, he chuckled with unusual disdain and moved back slightly.

He will never, never fall for such a childish 'trap' again!

Besides, he knew the family pattern that looked like a round fan.

Although the guys who patrol around all day long don't laugh at me like ordinary people, the way they look at me is no different from others.

"We don't mean any harm."

Uchiha Izumi pulled the boy beside him without leaving any trace. He looked cold and cold all day long. It was strange that he could win the other person's trust.

However, Uzumaki Naruto still showed resistance to this beautiful sister's invitation and tried to turn around and run away.

'In this world, the only person who is truly good to me is the white-haired old man!'

'Everyone else is the same!'

Seeing Xiao Xiaozhi's movements, Quan immediately wanted to say something more, but Huang's movements were faster than her: "Boss, three bowls of pork bone barbecued pork noodles."

Compared with pale words, actions are the best proof.

Besides, he had no obligations with Izumi, and he couldn't contact the Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki too deliberately.

Except for the hinterland of each clan, the entire Hidden Leaf Village is monitored by ANBU and roots.

Allowing Uchiha, who possesses the Sharingan Eye, to come into contact with the Kyuubi, is simply touching the inverse scale of Konoha's top brass.

"okay."

The hand-beating uncle in the ramen stall responded immediately.

He was also very concerned about the little blond guy in his sight, but every time he called him to have a bowl of ramen, the little guy would always run away.

It's rare to find kind-hearted people these days.

After Tate glanced at the two Uchiha guys again, he turned around and started working.

People from this group rarely come to his noodle stall.

"Go over first, Sister Quan."

After saying that, Huang took the lead and walked towards the noodle stall.

As you get closer, the aroma of the soup spreads out involuntarily. It's no wonder that little Kyuubi always stops here.

Such a smell is fatal to children.

And looking at Huang's behavior, Quan's eyes also had a little more complicated color.

She seems to have underestimated this younger brother of the same race. Although her attitude towards people and things is very lacking, she always seems to be able to see the crux of the problem.

'Ara is becoming more and more like Itachi.'

'But is this really good?'

Looking at Ara's back, Izumi seemed to see Itachi's figure, but the two immediately separated after briefly overlapping.

Same, but different.

'Well, I'm my sister. I can't control Itachi, so why can't I control you?'

The girl clenched her fists, and the smile reappeared on her face.

Even though the two strange brothers and sisters showed their kindness one after another, Uzumaki Naruto still did not follow suit.

Ichiraku Ramen, he really wants to eat it!

Although I only tasted it once, the tempting taste cannot be erased from my memory.

Want to eat.

I want to eat!

Uzumaki Naruto stared blankly at the ramen stall, even though his stomach was already rumbling, he still didn't move in the end.

He is used to being expelled, ostracized, and deceived, and he is still unable to adapt to the kindness of others.

Especially this kind of indistinguishable kindness.

But just as Naruto was about to leave, his eyes inadvertently caught sight of the strange brother's movements.

He pushed the first bowl of ramen to the far left two or three places away...

'Are you leaving a safe space for yourself?'

Little Kyuubi hesitated.

The mild bone broth slowly flows into the stomach along the esophagus, which is perfect in this season of warmth and cold.

It was at this moment that Huang wanted to sell all the Bing Liang Pills he had stored at home at a low price!

The taste between the two is simply heaven and earth.

However, such thoughts only lasted for a short while.

The effect of Bingliang Pills is not comparable to that of ordinary food. In addition to filling the stomach, it can also restore a certain amount of chakra.

You only need to taste delicious food like Ichiraku Ramen once, but you always think about it and it will affect your training.

And not long after Huang Yuquan started eating, the chair on the far left side of the table suddenly moved. The standard seat seemed to be a little difficult for the visitor. It took him a little effort to climb up, and then he couldn't wait.

There was a snarling sound on the face, and a cough that was choked because the speed was too fast.

This is where the scene freezes.

Three boys and girls of similar age quietly ate their own bowls of ramen without any communication.

Quiet and peaceful.

During this period, other diners came, but after seeing the only remaining seat and the devouring little nine tails, they cursed secretly and turned around to leave.

But this time, Uzumaki Naruto did not refute vigorously like a cat with fried hair. He just paused and continued to pick up the ramen in the bowl.

It's just boss, why is this soup a little salty...

"Give."

After putting down his chopsticks, Huang took out a ten thousand yuan note from his pocket.

On weekdays, when Uncle Yashiro gave him money, he would only use it to buy military grain pills, so he still had a lot of money left over.

"Brother, do you still have any spare money?"

The uncle who took the banknotes looked stunned.

He knew that Uchiha was very rich, but he just wanted to eat ramen. He didn't need to just start with ten thousand yen bills, right? This was a rhythm that was going to empty out his change!

"Keep the change, please."

"When we come back in the future, we can just deduct it from the inside."

Huang who stood up deliberately emphasized the word "we", and the emotional intelligence of hitting the uncle with his hands would definitely be understood.

There was only so much he could do to the little Kyuubi.

If the contact is too much, the ANBU hiding on the street corner may really be unable to hold back.

"I see."

Teida nodded slightly. Uchiha had his own commercial street, so he rarely came here to eat noodles. Naturally, the remaining noodles money was left to Naruto.

“Thank you for your patronage.”

Without saying hello to little Jiuwei, Huang Yuquan opened the curtain of the noodle stall and walked towards the clan area.

But just then...

"Hey, name, your name."

Little Naruto, who was devouring his food voraciously, had stood up at some point. There were still soup stains on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were still red.

Hearing the sound, Uchiha Ara stopped, his expression as indifferent as ever: "When asking someone else's name, shouldn't you state your own name first?"

Little Kyuubi was stunned, and it took him a while to recover. He raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes hard, and responded loudly:

"My name is Naruto."
Chapter completed!