If willpower were useful, his father wouldn't have…
Neji clenched his fists upon hearing this, not asking any further questions.
Satoru sensed his emotional fluctuations and knew he hadn't moved him. He really didn't have the talent for talk no jutsu.
Professional matters should be left to professionals!
Then he continued to answer questions from others.
Young people truly have all sorts of dreams, and it made Satoru feel that vibrant, energetic sensation once again.
This kind of power was indeed comforting.
No wonder he still preferred to hang out with young people.
It seemed he was truly getting old, already reminiscing about youth!
Even though he was only 24, it might be because he had children!
...
While Satoru was finding amusement in Konoha.
Mount Myōboku.
An old man with white hair, an oil-character forehead protector, and wooden clogs stood before a giant toad.
The giant toad wore a necklace with the character 'oil' written on it.
"Gamamaru-sama, why have you summoned me?"
Jiraiya looked up at the toad before him.
Every summons from the Great Toad Sage meant something big was happening.
"I had another dream yesterday. A variable has appeared in the Ninja World, but it's a good thing for the Ninja World.
It will make my predictions for the future even more effective.
I summoned you this time to tell you not to be affected by this variable."
Gamamaru spoke.
It had been over a thousand years, and this was the first time he had had another prophetic dream again in such a short period.
Moreover, the appearance of this variable had not destroyed the Ninja World; instead, it made the path of the Child of Prophecy smoother.
It brought benefits against the possible reabsorption of natural energy by the Divine Tree and the destruction of the world.
So, he was in a good mood and couldn't wait to share it with Jiraiya.
"Is that so? That's truly wonderful," Jiraiya laughed.
Is the path of the Child of Prophecy becoming smoother? That was truly good news.
However, what needed to be done still had to be done.
...
Hiss hiss~
In a dark base, a blue python was saying something to Orochimaru.
Orochimaru heard it and let out an interested smile: "Heh heh, I'll believe you this once. Otherwise, I'll definitely drag you out of the Pure Land and beat you up."
He hoped his plan would truly succeed, otherwise, it would be too uninteresting.
Then he looked at the test subject behind him. His Ninjutsu had been completely formed, now he just awaited the right moment.
And he no longer wore the black cloak with red clouds.
...
Swish swish!
Several figures appeared on the ten fingers, each distinct.
"Have you found Orochimaru, everyone?"
Pain looked at the others.
"That guy, like a bug, disappears if you're not careful and can't be found.
Otherwise, he would definitely be a good collection."
"My intelligence network hasn't found him either. He's even better at hiding than a grasshopper," said the Ninja with a Hidden Mist Village forehead protector and a scar on his face.
"Zetsu, do you have any news?" Pain looked at the intelligence 담당.
Zetsu shook his head: "As expected of the most cunning guy among the Sannin. He's probably hiding in some small country conducting experiments."
"Do your best to gather information on him. He knows too much about Akatsuki's intelligence."
What Pain worried about was Orochimaru's way of doing things; no one knew what he might do.
At the same time, he glanced at Uchiha Itachi, not expecting that the man who had once almost killed him would be dealt with by this newcomer.
An extraordinary ability.
Meanwhile, Itachi remained expressionless.
...
Konoha.
Ichiraku Ramen.
It was bustling inside at the moment.
Teuchi and Ayame were busy, and even Hiroshi was helping out.
There were also two little ones assisting.
"Darn it, why do we have to work too? Mom, you're employing child labour, and that's not good!" Tenyu cried out tearfully while washing dishes.
Maki was the same, complaining: "It's all your fault for that terrible idea; now we can't stop at all."
Ever since Satoru became a popular figure in Konoha, Ichiraku Ramen's business had been getting better and better.
Months had passed, and there was no sign of it slowing down.
"Grandson, don't talk nonsense. Satoru just made me famous for a bit; my craftsmanship is the reason it hasn't stopped.
These are all repeat customers, alright? It proves my superb craftsmanship, your grandpa's!"
Teuchi immediately got upset when he heard his grandson's words.
"Haha, indeed," Hiroshi laughed.
Ichiraku Ramen's popularity was mainly due to its craftsmanship.
Satoru's popularity was only temporary.
"Stop chatting! Hurry up! Table five needs another bowl of tonkotsu ramen!" Ayame's voice came again.
"Yes."
Tenyu and Maki exchanged glances, their eyes filled with despair.
They were at an age for mischief outside, yet they had to wash dishes. It was too infuriating.
"If only we could grow up faster, then we'd have enough Chakra to perform the Bathing Figure Technique!"
Tenyu thought of his dad; Ninjutsu was really useful!
As long as he used Chakra, these bowls would wash themselves immediately. It was truly amazing.
He had never wanted to be a Ninja so badly.
Now he really wanted to.
Maki pouted: "I also want to grow up faster! Darn Dad, why didn't you have us earlier?
Then we'd be grown up now and could use Ninjutsu."
Hiroshi watched their conversation.
Originally, their parents had discussed letting the two little ones experience work every day.
To let them understand the hardship of work, so they would work harder when they grew up.
But Hiroshi, as a grandfather, already felt heartbroken.
That scoundrel Satoru, to come up with such a terrible idea! Where was the love I gave you back then? Why didn't you inherit it, and now you want to make my grandchildren suffer?
Suddenly, he also thought of an idea.
He was a Ninja from the same era as Konoha's White Fang, just that he had a cut on his hand.
He could still use Chakra.
He had long known that Satoru could form hand signs with one hand, maybe he could too.
Then doing housework and such would be simple.
Yes, that's what he'd do.
"Tenyu, Maki, take a break. Let Grandpa do it." Thinking this, Hiroshi felt sorry for the two little ones who had been working for ten minutes.
He told them to rest.
Ayame also had reservations about her husband's idea and nodded to them.
To make them work at such a young age, her husband was too irresponsible.
"Thank you, Grandpa! Thank you, Mom! Thank you, Grandpa!"
The two children immediately thanked them very politely and then ran to the back of the shop to rest.
When they confirmed that their mom and the others were working, they smiled.
"Maki, your idea is great! How did you know that doing this would make Mom and them let us rest?" Tenyu asked Maki.
"Idiot, Dad's 'Ninja Essential Codex' records a lot of things.
I found it quite interesting, so I tried to learn a bit, and it actually worked!
Information gathering and using information are so useful!"
Maki was delighted. It was indeed the Ninja Essential Codex.
Naruto didn't learn it back then; he truly didn't know what he was missing.
"Is that so? Then it seems I have to learn it too. It looks pretty simple anyway," Tenyu said, determined to learn it.
Then using it on his dad would be the right thing to do.