Building the Naruto World

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"Brat, you're really being lazy," the skewer-grilling fox said to Naruto, who had woken up two hours later than usual.
Naruto was alert. Had the bishop transmigrated into Kurama's body? [Note: A reference to a meme or inside joke]
"Brat, what kind of look is that you're giving me?"

"Nothing, I'm going to go punch the tree." After eating breakfast with Kurama in the seal space, Naruto returned to reality and ate another meal.
Although he felt full there, his stomach in reality would produce stomach acid without any food, making it very uncomfortable.
Naruto just liked the feeling of eating breakfast with Kurama.

After all... so far,
His world only had him,
And his world only had him.

Naruto had already given up hope on his body. Yesterday, he was as tired as a dead dog, his whole body was sore, and his cells were in revolt. Yet, after sleeping, he was completely fine.
Thanks to eating dragon meat, replenishing his life force, and the nourishment of Kurama's Yang chakra, his body was like a freak. Naruto estimated that in a few years, he would have the same recovery abilities as Naruto and Hashirama in Boruto, where you could stab him, pull the knife out, and his wound would heal.
Although the ability was good, Naruto was still complaining in his heart. "You could at least hurt for a few days, so I would have a reason not to punch the tree. It would be so nice to grill skewers with the big fox in the space, or sculpt my wife. You're fine as if nothing happened. How am I supposed to ask for leave to rest today?"

Remembering sculpting his wife, Naruto quickly created a clone and opened a portal to let it go back to playing with clay. This was a lifelong career and couldn't be stopped.
It was the same tree as yesterday. He didn't count at all, just punched, from morning to night, according to Kurama's requirements, except for meals.
Five days later... Guy became an expert again, giving Naruto some pointers on using his strength, and then left.

"Wait a minute, expert uncle," Naruto called out to Guy.
"Hmm?" Guy was puzzled.
Naruto took out a round barrel, one meter high and about sixty centimeters in diameter, which dwarves used to store wine.

He took out a pickaxe and pried open a piece of wood on top. Naruto began to throw grilled meat into the barrel.
Guy was dumbfounded beside him. What kind of ability was this? The ninja world was really full of wonders. There was even someone who could summon grilled meat?
After the barrel was full, Naruto clapped his hands and said with a grin, "It's for you, expert uncle."
There was no way to help that, he couldn't identify the meat. There were only eight types of meat in the store. Black dragon meat probably wouldn't have any effect on Guy. That was for dealing with his mind, and Guy had a mental illness that couldn't be cured. Only red dragon meat was effective, and red dragon meat only had a one-eighth probability. With this barrel, there would definitely be a few pieces.

"Dong!"
Naruto was knocked to the ground by a slap on the head.
"Returning kindness and gratitude is the essence of youth!" Guy twisted in a series of bizarre movements, and finally gave Naruto a thumbs-up with tears streaming down his face, shouldered the barrel, and ran away.

Naruto raised his head and rubbed his head.
You damn it don't you leave! I'm going to risk my life today and see which is stronger, the Eight Gates or the Nine-Tails. Mmp.
Thinking about it, he decided to give up. The guy had been teaching him, and it seemed a bit unethical for him to die together with the guy in the end.

Naruto punched the tree. On the other side, Guy found his eternal rival, Kakashi, with the barrel on his shoulder.
There was no way around it, there was too much meat in this barrel, he couldn't finish it all by himself. He didn't know why he had been given so much. Did he look like someone who could eat so much?
The two masters, one of whom would be willing to die with anyone in the future, and the other would be a 50/50 with anyone in the future, were still around 20 years old.

After Guy explained for a while, the two began to have an outdoor barbecue.
The two didn't feel anything when they first started eating, but after eating for a while, they realized there was a problem with the meat.
After some research, two pieces of grilled meat were placed on the Third Hokage's desk.

"There's actually Yin and Yang power in this meat?" The Third Hokage picked up the grilled meat and looked left and right. It just looked like ordinary grilled meat.
"Yes, this piece is Yang Release power, and the other is Yin Release," Kakashi explained, opening his Sharingan.
Kakashi and Guy had been researching for a long time. In the end, they could only see the slight difference after opening the Sharingan. Normal people's eyes couldn't see it at all. The meat looked too similar, as if it had been copied.

Of course, there was another way, which was to eat it to tell the difference. Eating half a piece wouldn't work. You had to eat the whole piece before the power would be released. But what was the point of that? You already ate it, so why would you need to tell the difference?
"Kakashi, what do you think?" the Third Hokage asked.
"I'm looking with the Sharingan."

Of course, Kakashi wouldn't say that. After thinking for a while, he replied, "There are eight types of grilled meat that Naruto sent. The other six types don't have much effect. Only these two types have an effect."
"The ratio of the eight types is basically the same."
"From Naruto giving grilled meat to Guy, it seems that Naruto knows that the meat has special effects."

"With such a large quantity instead of a single variety, it's clear that this summoning is not controlled by Naruto."
"That's all."
After finishing his pretense, Kakashi pulled down his forehead protector, blocking his Sharingan, and exhaled lightly.

The Third Hokage contentedly puffed out a smoke ring. As expected, analyzing these things was Kakashi's strength. Guy next to him was still confused.
After thinking for a while, the Third Hokage said in a deep voice, "Keep this matter a secret. Security level: highest."
Yin and Yang Release were not high-level, nor were they low-level. Many families in Konoha would use them. The Ino-Shika-Cho clan's secret techniques were all about applying Yin and Yang Release to actual combat. There were also Spiritualization Techniques and medical ninjutsu, all of which had applications. But the Third Hokage had never seen this kind of ability to directly replenish Yin and Yang. Spreading this information would be too detrimental to Naruto.

"Understood," ×2
Kakashi knew that spreading this ability would not benefit Naruto. He was the Fourth Hokage's disciple, and Naruto was the orphan of the Fourth Hokage and his wife. If he spread it, how would he face his teacher and teacher's wife after he died? His teacher's wife was terrifying, okay?
As for Guy, Kakashi glanced at him. With his brain, he would probably forget it tomorrow, right?

Kakashi looked up at the sky. Teacher, your child is also starting to grow up.
The matter came to an end.
Naruto sent the grilled meat to Guy as a thank-you gift. As a member of a country of etiquette, giving a return gift was a very basic element. He couldn't let people help him for nothing, right?

Naruto didn't care about exposing his abilities at all. If you could solo Kurama, then come at him. Let's find a place to have a good time. Naruto, who was currently being protected by the Nine-Tails bigshot, was unscrupulous.
Most of the people who dared to move the Jinchuriki in the major ninja villages were civilians. In the anime, it was basically civilians who spoke ill of the Jinchuriki.
As for ninjas, those with some brains basically avoided them. If you wanted to provoke a Jinchuriki, you should buy yourself a grave first. The power of a Jinchuriki going crazy was like killing a dog. Even if the Jinchuriki was a child, refer to Gaara.

In the end, those Jinchuriki were at most locked up, but you were dead. It was a pure act of gambling with your life. There were still very few of these death-seeking experts. The original Mizuki was one of them, provoking the Jinchuriki, and provoking them twice. The end result was that there was one more widow.
Jinchuriki were all freaks, which was common sense in all the ninja villages, common sense learned from death.
The evening of the day before March 1st...

Naruto, who was addicted to hitting trees, returned home. First, he dispelled the Shadow Clones that were sculpting his wife, preparing to tease Kurama for a while and then go to sleep.
During this period, Guy would give Naruto some pointers on using his strength every three to five days, and then leave with a barrel of meat. Naruto learned it pretty well. These basic things were not particularly difficult, the difficulty lay in the application, which required a lot of practice.
Naruto's training volume was very high. Teacher Nine was really strict. He stubbornly believed that as the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, he had to be the strongest. If he wasn't strong, it would be embarrassing for him.

To this end, Naruto wanted to point at the fox in the mirror on the back wall and ask it why it said that.
Kurama, who was three times fatter than when Naruto first came, looked fuller. There was no doubt that he would continue to gain weight. Naruto could already imagine himself going Nine-Tails and ending up looking like a pig. The scene was too beautiful to imagine.
After tidying up the house and preparing to go to Kurama's place for tea, Naruto discovered that there was an envelope on the table. He opened it and saw...

An admission notice.
Naruto had been to school before when he was wandering around, but it was at night. He went in for a walk and then left. Naruto had walked through most of Konoha, except for some clan territories and night clubs.
So, early the next morning, Naruto teleported to school, found his class, and lay down on the back row, his consciousness entering the seal space.

Naruto wasn't against going to school, but going to elementary school was a little unacceptable.
He had gone to school for so many years in his previous life, and now he had to study again in this one.
What was this? Elementary School - Junior High School - High School - University - Society - Elementary School?

The shame was bursting.
"Big fox, I don't want to go to school," Naruto wailed, lying on the sofa.
"Then don't go," Because the observer was there, Kurama exited his Schrodinger's fox state and was accumulating energy for his half-full state.

"But I can't not go," If he didn't go to school, he wouldn't see Hinata. Wouldn't he become a single dog? Would he spend his whole life with a fox spirit?
But this fox spirit couldn't transform into a girl. Naruto looked at the skewer-grilling fox and thought of his Yae Sakura wife from his previous life. Why was she so beautiful while the same for Kurama? Could Kurama transform into a cute girl?
"Brat, I have a feeling you're thinking about something bad," The skewer-grilling claws suddenly paused, and Kurama sensed a deep malice coming from Naruto.

"No, no," Naruto quickly stopped his divergent thoughts.
Closing his eyes, Naruto recalled the games he used to play. Yae Sakura's words still echoed in his ears, calling him "Captain" in a delicate voice. There were so many more...
"Uzumaki Naruto."

"Uzumaki Naruto."
Naruto opened his sleepy eyes. He had actually fallen asleep just now...
"Uzumaki Naruto."

"Here," Naruto rubbed the corner of his eye and responded.
"Come to the podium and introduce yourself." Iruka stared at the kid in the last row, suppressing the anger in his eyes, about his parents...
Naruto walked to the podium, ignoring Iruka's angry gaze, and asked, "What should I say?"

These kinds of angry gazes, if he stood in the east of the village, the people looking at him with that gaze would be able to queue up to the Land of Lightning. You should queue up first.
"Name, hobbies, dreams," Iruka said very little. He didn't know how to face this child. He was his teacher, and he was the enemy who killed his parents. As a ninja, he knew that the child in front of him was just a Jinchuriki. The Third Hokage had also told him about his past. From birth, he had basically never seen outsiders, as lonely as an old man living in the mountains.
Various emotions mixed in his heart, and Iruka could only constantly recall the words of his fat friend, "It's better to have one less thing to worry about..."

"My name is Uzumaki Naruto," Naruto straightened his clothes. The black short sleeves with block-shaped dye, and the black pants, looked very energetic.
"My hobby is raising animals." This was Naruto's real hobby. In his previous life, he had raised cats and dogs since the third grade. Even before he transmigrated, he was still raising them. He was raising Kurama after transmigrating, a lifelong hobby.
"My dream is..." Naruto paused, not knowing what to say. Did he want to become Hokage like the protagonist?

"To hold a wedding on the moon," After thinking for a while, Naruto decided to set a small goal for himself.
Dancing on the grave was too weak. He would not only seal Kaguya, but also ask people to dance on her grave, marrying her child.
Hagoromo and Hinata could be considered direct descendants of the Otsutsuki clan, so they could be considered her child.

The Third Hokage, who was watching the live broadcast through the crystal ball,'s head started to hurt again. This child had never seen people in the house since he was a child, and he hadn't seen people in the forest either. Did this dream mean that he planned to live on the moon and never see people after he got married?
Worried, the Third Hokage was plucking his beard off one by one. Since Naruto started staying at home, the beard he had plucked was enough to knit two scarves...
Walking off the podium, Naruto returned to his seat, wanting to sing "You, My Deskmate."

His deskmate was actually Hinata.
Teasing a little loli during class would be something he'd like to do.
"You... look very familiar," Naruto said softly to Hinata, starting the teasing, eh hehe.

"My...my name is...Hyuga...Hinata..." The little loli's ears were red, her speech stuttering.
Being sent to school this morning, Hinata had come early. There were few people in the class. Seeing the person lying down in the back, «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» she felt that his hair looked very familiar, so she sat next to him.
When Naruto was introducing himself on the podium, her heart was about to stop. The angel who sent her home, the devil who crawled out of hell to stand in front of her, had appeared, and he was her deskmate. Was this fate?

He was talking to her again. He only thought she looked familiar? He didn't remember her? It hadn't even been half a year since they last met...
Wanting to introduce herself properly, the strange feeling in her heart made her face hot, and even her ears were hot.
After introducing herself intermittently, Hinata felt too ashamed. How would she face him in the future with that kind of introduction? Would he think she was a weird girl???

"Ugh..."
Lying on the table, burying her face deep in her arms, the little loli's red ears were exposed. The corners of Naruto's mouth turned up into a grin, Hey-hey, first tease, success.
"Next."

"My name is Doma Taihei, my hobby is cooking, my dream is to travel all over the ninja world."
Oh F*ck, the person who had planned to teased the others had a slip of the tongue, that was a big shot.
Naruto got up and said to the person on the podium, "I agree with your dream. Um, do you have a sister?"

"No."
Doma Taihei was stunned. The person who wanted to get married on the moon agreed with his dream of traveling. Was he planning to travel on the moon?
Also, what did his dream have to do with him having a sister?

"Next."
"My name is Izumi Masamune, my hobby is reading, my dream is to write novels. I don't have a sister," As if afraid Naruto would ask him, he added another sentence.
Naruto choked on his saliva and didn't know how to spit it out.

Putting aside your name.
With you two, one traveling and one writing novels, you two together were Jiraiya, and I never even asked if you had a sister.
"Next."

"My name is ???... I don't have a sister."
"Next."
Everyone was adding a sentence at the end saying they didn't have a sister, afraid that Naruto would ask them. After all, their parents at home had told them not to talk to that yellow-haired boy.

"Next."
"My name is Uchiha Sasuke, my hobby is training, my dream is to surpass my brother, I don't have a sister," As soon as the cool kid came on stage, a bunch of little lolis in the class screamed. The visuals of the Uchiha visual team led Konoha by at least 30 years.
However, it was clear that Sasuke had been taken over by the rhythm, and didn't hold on to his original intention.

"Next." To reorganize the atmosphere of the class, Iruka continued to let the students introduce themselves. Except for Naruto, who had been called up first, the others had all gone up on their own.
"My name is Akimichi Choji, my hobby is grilled meat, my dream is to have endless grilled meat, I don't have a sister," a plump little fat kid introduced himself, his hobbies and dreams were surprisingly consistent.
Naruto looked at the little fat kid on the podium and always felt that his dream was easy to achieve.

Naruto didn't plan to watch the rest. This rhythm couldn't be stopped. How did the proper self-introduction turn into a no-sister meeting? Where did it start to go wrong?
"Um... Naruto-kun... I have a sister," The little loli next to him who was lying on the table raised her head and said, then lay down again.
Naruto smacked his forehead. There was still one who had a sister.

He didn't really care if you had a sister.
Skipping class, he wanted to skip class. This class wasn't bearable.