Naruto: Menma walks out of the infinite Tsukiyomi right into naruto

Konoha 52 years.

It has been three years since the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

But the hatred and pain left to everyone is still unforgettable.

This hatred should have been kept in the deepest part of people's hearts, and it would only come out when they commemorated their relatives who died in the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

It was just that under the manipulation, indulgence and neglect of some people, all the malice they had was transferred to a child.

"Hey, that child, that's the one, why do they let that stay in the village?"

"Have you heard that the fourth hokage died because of him."

"Just getting close to him makes people uncomfortable, he's really unlucky!"

"The third hokage is too kind, this kid should be killed directly."

Wherever a small figure went, people avoided it as if they saw a plague god.

The originally bustling streets suddenly became deserted.

People stood on both sides of the street, looking at the little person with disgust and indifference.

Their whispering was also full of malice and hatred.

Although Naruto was only 4 years old, he didn't understand why, but he had already discovered the villagers' disgust for him and had long been accustomed to their hateful eyes and vicious words sometimes trying to put on a smile on his face to hide his hurt heart.

Naruto just walked on his own, towards the direction of the Hokage Rock.

The highest point in the village of Hokage Rock, when the weather was good, he liked to stay there, looking at the sky and thinking wildly.

At this time, a ball suddenly rolled to his feet.

Naruto stopped, leaned over to pick up the ball, and showed a very sunny smile.

Just as he was about to give it back to the child in front of him.

The mother hurriedly pulled the child back and whispered: "What are you doing, didn't I tell you not to get close to him? Why are you so disobedient!"

"Why, mom?"

"That boy is a demon and can eat people!"

"Don't play with him, who knows what he will do to you!"

The other adults also earnestly admonished their children.

Naruto's blue eyes became dim, and the smile on his face became very reluctant.

The ball in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Why do they look at me like that? Did I do something wrong..."

They looked at him as if they were looking at a monster, the monster that killed their loved ones.

What is "that"? He clearly has a name. His name is Uzumaki Naruto. He is not a monster, nor is he "that".

Little Naruto left with his head down. His originally brisk steps became heavy, and the questions that had troubled him for many years popped up in his mind again.

And after he left, the streets became lively again.

Children played and fought, and adults chatted about gossip and rumors.

No one cared about "that"'s thoughts.

As the "incarnation of the demon fox", the meaning of his existence was to be everyone's punching bag or you can say every villager's outlet for their hatred and emotions.

Little Naruto crossed the street, through the woods, across the stream, and stopped at the Hokage Rock.

He sat on the avatar of the Fourth Hokage and looked down at the bustling and noisy village below.

Once again, he felt isolated from the whole world.

This loneliness away from the crowd made him feel at ease aswell as wronged.

Little Naruto knew it very well.

No one likes him, he doesn't belong here, and he has never experienced the happiness of those people.

They have homes, familys, friends, and endless milk and instant noodles.

But he has nothing.

Little Naruto lay down, stretched out his hand to block the dazzling sun, and looked at the birds flying in pairs in the sky.

His mood was even more depressed.

"Even the birds have friends" he thought

"What am i here for, and what am I living for?"

"What should I do to make them remember and recognize "Uzumaki Naruto"?"

Thinking about this question, little Naruto closed his eyes.

But when he opened his eyes again.

He came to a place at first glance was similar to a sewer.

There was ten centimeters of water under his feet, and the environment was dark and humid.

There was a sound similar to that of a beast in the distance, and a faint unknown sound of clacking could be heard.

Seeing this, Naruto showed a panicked look.

"Where is this place?" He looked around and shouted, "Hey! Is anyone here?"

Is anyone here...

Is anyone here...

Is any...

There was only his echo and the strange voice in his ears, and no one responded.

Naruto first looked at the blocked road behind him as he had to suppress his fear and walk towards the direction where the sound came from.

When he reached the end, a strong light flashed, making his eyes fuzzy.

When Naruto adapted to the change in light, the scene in front of him made him open his mouth wide, and his eyes were wide and round.

"This! What is this!?"

In front of him was the endless ocean and beach, there was a small wooden house on the beach.

There was also a huge iron cage on the beach, and in the cage was a giant fox several dozen meters tall...?

The reason why it was a question was that the behavior of the fox at this time was completely inconsistent with its ferocious appearance.

Little Naruto finally knew what the strange sound that frightened him was.

The fox in front of him was holding a huge bag of potato chips in his left hand, and from time to time he would grab a handful and put it into his big mouth, making a crisp "crunch, crunch" sound.

On the right-hand side were beverage bottles that were more than ten meters high, and from time to time he would lean over and gulp down a sip with a straw.

The fox also made a purring sound in his throat, similar to that of a pet being stroked, and his face was full of human comfort and enjoyment.

"Menma!" Kyuubi yelled, "Give me another bag of chips! I want them with barbecue flavor!"

"Eat, eat and eat, you only know how to eat, aren't you afraid of eating so much you'll become fat"

Accompanied by sharp complaints, a figure walked out of the cabin.

Black medium-short hair, a white three-eyed white fox mask with black outlines on the side of his face, black fingerless sleeves, and dark red bandages on his arms and calves.

"So cool!!"

Such a mysterious and special outfit made the immature little Naruto's eyes light up.

"Hmph, I'm only seven-tenths full now." Kyuubi stretched out his claws to pick his teeth, "Besides, I'm a tailed beast, how can I get fat."

Uzumaki Menma didn't explain, just laughed.

Although the "raw materials" of those snacks are Kyuubi's chakra, after being processed by the "Book of Vermillion Moon" in his hand, it becomes a good thing that can enhance life energy.

As for whether he will get fat...

The ancients said it well, nine out of ten orange cats are fat, and one is particularly fat.

Although the Nine-Tailed Fox is not a cat, it is at least an "orange" creature.

And with its lifestyle of eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, it would be a shame to not get fat.

In fact, Uzumaki Menma is also looking forward to it.

If the Nine-Tailed Fox really turns from an orange fox into an orange pig, when it sees the other eight tailed beasts, will it stay in Naruto's body and refuse to leave until it dies?

"Let's not talk about whether you'll get fat or not, Kurama, you are really slacking off."

Menma tapped his toenails, then pointed at the confused Uzumaki Naruto over there: "Didn't you see the guest? Why don't you go and say hello?"

Seeing this strange man and fox looking at him.

Little Naruto raised his hand timidly: "Um, hello...?