With just one finger—
A towering tree… toppled like that?
Might Guy felt like he had fallen under a genjutsu. He rubbed his eyes, only to realize—
It was all real.
"Did I… forget to hold back again? I clearly only used a tiny bit of strength… is it really worth making such a big fuss?"
Raiden looked at Guy's stunned expression, feeling speechless.
"This tree… has grown for over a hundred years… and you just… pushed it over?" Guy asked in disbelief.
"Uh… sorry. I didn't mean to. I won't have to pay for it, right?"
After apologizing, Raiden suddenly thought of something.
"Hey, Uncle Guy… didn't you also break a tree just now?"
Guy's expression grew even more conflicted.
He was here marveling at Raiden's strength—
And what was Raiden worried about?
Paying compensation.
What kind of logic was that?
"That… Raiden, the tree isn't important. Isn't your strength a bit… too much?" Guy asked, still in shock.
"As long as I don't have to pay, it's fine. I'm very poor."
Raiden let out a sigh of relief.
He found Guy's reaction exaggerated.
He hadn't even used any real strength—
If he used a bit more, wouldn't people faint from shock?
Still, Raiden knew—
He needed to control himself even more.
Even a tiny fraction of his power was enough to amaze people.
If he used just a bit more—
It might cause panic.
And that was something he didn't want.
"I already used all my strength just now. I don't know why… I was just born this strong."
Raiden quickly added, afraid Guy might suspect he was hiding something.
"Innate strength… truly impressive. Even the legendary Wind God and Thunder God might not compare."
Although Guy was shocked, he also found it reasonable.
After all, there were people in this world born with extraordinary strength.
Because of that—
He became even more convinced that Raiden was a rare gem.
If properly trained—
He could become an incredible ninja.
"Raiden… become my disciple. I can help you unleash ten times—no, a hundred times your potential. You'll become an outstanding ninja. What do you say?"
"I'm really not interested, Uncle Guy!"
Raiden was completely speechless.
Why was this guy so persistent about taking him as a disciple?
"…Alright."
Guy was left at a loss.
The other party clearly had no interest—forcing it wouldn't work.
"Fine. Not becoming a ninja… isn't necessarily a bad thing."
Guy sighed and shrugged.
Being a ninja was an honor—
But it also came with danger.
In his eyes, Raiden had already gone through something traumatic.
Living as an ordinary person might actually be better.
"Uncle, it's getting late. So… are you treating me to a meal?"
Raiden looked at him expectantly, his expression practically saying: You're not backing out, right?
"Let's go. I'll treat you to Konoha's most famous cuisine!"
Guy forced a smile.
"The most famous?" Raiden's eyes lit up. "But I eat a lot."
"It's fine. As a Jonin, I have some savings," Guy said proudly.
"If meals are included… then maybe I wouldn't mind becoming your disciple."
Raiden muttered softly.
"Really?!"
Guy was overjoyed.
He suddenly realized—
He might have been approaching this the wrong way.
Raiden wasn't interested in training—
But he was very interested in food.
"Maybe… I can start from there."
—
Konoha, inside a restaurant.
Sweat trickled down Guy's forehead.
Watching Raiden devour food at an astonishing pace, his lips twitched uncontrollably.
"The sashimi is really good. Another ten plates."
Raiden ate happily.
Guy, however—
Was not happy at all.
Raiden had already eaten:
More than sixty plates of sashimi
Over seventy plates of sushi
More than eighty servings of grilled meat
"What… is his stomach made of…?"
Guy glanced at his wallet, feeling his heart bleed.
In the blink of an eye, Raiden had already finished the latest batch of sashimi.
"Boss… another—"
Before he could finish—
Guy quickly covered his mouth.
"Raiden… stop eating. I don't have enough money…"
Guy looked like he was about to cry.
"Alright, I'll stop. Just tasting it is enough."
Raiden smiled brightly.
"Thanks for the meal, Uncle Guy. I'll treat you next time."
"Y-Yeah… sure…"
Guy's lips twitched.
That was just tasting?
If he actually ate his fill—
Wouldn't Guy go bankrupt on the spot?
"Um… I have something to do. Let's settle the bill."
Soon, a waiter approached with a cheerful smile.
"The total comes to 89,654 ryo."
Guy's face twitched violently.
Each dish cost around three to four hundred ryo—
And this meal had reached nearly ninety thousand.
After paying, he checked his wallet.
Only a few coins remained.
"Uncle Guy, we agreed earlier—if you feed me, I'll become your disciple… do you still want to take me as your disciple?"
Raiden asked seriously.
But—
There was no response.
He turned around—
And realized Guy had already disappeared without a trace.
"…Was that really necessary? I only ate a little."
Raiden felt speechless.
Not far away—
Guy was drenched in sweat.
"If I take him as a disciple, it'll be the end of me… That's not taking a disciple—that's adopting an ancestor…"
He felt incredibly fortunate.
Thankfully, he had taken Raiden to eat first—
Instead of agreeing immediately.
Otherwise—
He wouldn't even have tears left to cry.
—
Back inside the restaurant.
Raiden walked up to the counter.
"Boss, are you hiring? I don't need money—just food is enough."
"Sorry… we're not hiring."
The boss wiped sweat from his forehead and replied quickly.
"But boss, aren't we short on staff? We still need—"
Before the waiter could finish—
The boss immediately covered his mouth, smiling awkwardly at Raiden.
—
Raiden was speechless.
"Looks like… when I look for a job in the future, I shouldn't say 'just feed me'… Maybe I really do eat… a bit too much?"
He glanced around at the other customers.
"Are these people mosquitoes? They eat so little… how can they even be full?"
Raiden sighed helplessly.