Konoha: Naruto Taught By Aizen

"Come, have a drink."

"Done, done."

"After so many ramen noodles, Ichiraku ramen is still strong enough."

"Hahaha, as long as the guests like it."

As soon as he reached the door, Naruto heard laughter and laughter in the store.

Clearly in full swing.

Naruto paused at the door and adjusted the smile on his face to make it more perfect and elegant.

Pushing the door and entering the small shop of Ichiraku ramen, a smell of ramen and warm air blows in your face.

After seeing the person coming, the original lively atmosphere was momentarily stagnant, but the original liveliness was restored.

The guests continued chatting as if they didn't see Naruto.

They all know that hand beats treat all customers equally.

A customer once said that he would not eat at a restaurant with Nine Tails, and forced Naruto to go out.

Who knew that he was kicked out by hand.

Since then, an unspoken rule has been added to Ichiraku ramen.

No dissatisfaction with other guests is allowed.

"Uncle, I'm here to eat noodles." Naruto nodded slightly and smiled.

"It's Naruto, I have recently developed a new product, do you want to try it?" Handa smiled boldly.

"Uncle, your ramen is already the strongest in Konoha, and you have to develop new products. I'm afraid my wallet is too small." Naruto sat down in the most remote seat and smiled lightly.

"Hahaha, it's still you who can speak. I have to show you a hand today."

Naruto quietly waited for his ramen, looking at the ninjas and villagers in the shop without leaving a trace.

One of the oddly dressed ninjas caught his attention.

With long white hair, a black mask covers most of his face, the forehead protector on his forehead covers one eye, and the dead fish eyes exposed to the air are lifeless.

Looks very indifferent.

Naruto had seen many ninjas, but this white-haired ninja was the only one who was dead, but had a mastery temperament.

But talk.

How to eat noodles with a mask on?

Naruto looked puzzled.

Seemingly sensing Naruto's gaze, the white-haired ninja swept over and looked at Naruto.

In a trance, Naruto saw that the white-haired ninja's originally calm eyes suddenly shook, revealing a trace of complicated emotions.

That emotion is nothing like the familiar disgust.

A little... guilt?

Is it wrong?

Naruto frowned.

It's very impolite to keep staring at others, Naruto nodded apologetically at the white-haired ninja, then looked away and turned away.

It's just that I have a little curiosity about the white-haired ninja in my heart.

Kakashi retracted his gaze, stared blankly at the face in his hand, and suddenly lost his appetite.

He was a disciple of Namikaze Minato, Naruto's biological father.

Namikaze Minato took good care of himself during his lifetime and taught himself ninjutsu.

But with the passing of Namikaze Minato, his father, and his friend, Kakashi is lost, and he lives alone with the pain.

Naturally he knew of the unfair treatment Naruto had suffered in the village, but he was just an Elite Jōnin. He didn't have the ability to intervene, and he didn't try to intervene because of the sinking in the past few years.

He frantically took orders, trying to paralyze himself, but every time he saw Naruto, he felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

'The teacher's blood is suffering, but there is nothing I can do. ’

He took a deep breath, his lips trembling slightly under the mask.

Naruto, unaware of Kakashi's mental turmoil at the moment, is seriously enjoying Ichiraku ramen.

Before eating, put your hands together and say, "I'm going to start."

He leaned in first, smelled the aroma of the ramen, and took a sip of the soup, which was thick and fragrant.

Then eat a mouthful of pork bone meat, which melts in your mouth and is silky soft.

"It's so delicious." Naruto didn't care about etiquette immediately, he picked up the bowl and started eating.

Seeing Naruto, who used to be suave and graceful in the past, was like a hungry wolf at this moment, and he couldn't help but smile on his uncle's face.

This is his greatest affirmation.

......

"Since you've already filled your stomach, let's start today's practice."

As soon as I walked out of Ichiraku Ramen, Aizen's calm voice sounded in my mind.

"Practice? Can I start practicing?" Naruto was suddenly excited.

Aizen chuckled: "I hope you will be so keen on training in the future."

Coming to the most remote area of ​​the training ground, Naruto has already warmed up.

"Now that you have Reiatsu and sealed state, you're already a ready... Shinigami." Aizen paused when he said 'Shinigami', and Naruto's red and white spiritual network came to his mind.

Even he himself doesn't know if Naruto is human or Shinigami.

Or, both.

"Shinigami's fighting styles are roughly divided into Chopping, White Hits, Shunpo, and Kidō."

"The most basic of them is White Hits, which can also become unarmed combat. Chopping is kendo."

"Shunpo moves his body so fast that it's hard to catch with the naked eye, so it gives the illusion of teleportation."

"Finally, Kidō, Kidō is a special spell for Shinigami, divided into three types: Hadō, Bakudō, and Kaidō. The difficulty of Shunpo and Kidō is too high for you." Aizen briefly introduced Naruto to the four fighting styles.

"Okay, so complicated. But I will definitely master these, and I will try my best." Naruto took everything Aizen said in his heart.

"Before you can master these fighting methods, you need to lay a solid foundation. The first is to polish your physical strength and strength. Let's run 3 laps around the training ground first."

But the next moment, Aizen's words left Naruto stunned.

The radius of a Konoha training ground is about ten kilometers, and it is difficult to go around this circle, let alone three circles.

"What? Scared?"

"Afraid? I'm not afraid! I run!" Naruto gritted his teeth and started jogging along the edge of the training field.

"No one's success can be achieved overnight. The most important thing in this world is talent. Without time accumulation, talent will only be wasted. Today is just the beginning, and you will add courses of beheading in the future. Don't worry, it will be hell next. Same training." Aizen said softly, but what he said made Naruto scream in his heart.

Aizen stopped watching Naruto's training, opened the book, and watched quietly.

In the past, in order to become stronger, in order to overthrow the rotten Forty-six Chambers, he had done devil-like training that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

As he said, no strong man is achieved overnight.

Not giving will just waste talent.

For him, wielding the sword 10,000 times is just a normal routine.

But there was one thing he didn't tell Naruto.

"There used to be countless talented Shinigami who worked as hard as I did. They thought that talent + time would make them the strongest, but unfortunately, in front of me, they were just pawns after all." Aizen sneered and said to himself road.

"Uzumaki Naruto, I hope you don't disappoint my cultivation and add a little fun to my boring life."