Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Konoha Ninja Academy

In front of the school gate, a cute little boy with a head of golden spiky hair looked at the black-haired senior who was blocking his way at the school gate with a conflicted expression. His delicate little face was wrinkled like a tender daisy.

Minato Namikaze, male, four years old, unmarried, first-year student at the Ninja Academy, lives at No. 007, East Street, Konoha, his favorite food is ramen.
"Ugh"

She let out a small sigh. All she had done was offer help to a classmate being bullied by upperclassmen on the first day of school, and before she knew it, she was entangled with this strange upperclassman who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Is this right?

According to the usual formula of comic books, shouldn't it be that a beautiful girl suddenly appears and starts a sweet and sour campus romance comedy?
"How about I take the day off?"

After hesitating for a moment, Minato quietly lowered his head, preparing to turn and slip away.
However, he forgot about his own dazzling golden hair, which, especially against the backdrop of the dark-colored crowd around him, was excessively eye-catching.
"Bottom of the Water Gate Prison!"

Fugaku, who had been waiting for a long time with a lollipop in his mouth, suddenly had his eyes light up when he was dazzled by the golden light. He flashed forward and blocked Minato's escape.

"You've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for ages."

"Da~"

His step faltered abruptly. Realizing he'd been exposed, Minato subtly grimaced, then turned and flashed a radiant, sun-like smile.
Good morning, senior.

"Hey! How can you two brothers use such a distant form of address?"

Fugaku waved his little hand, putting on a tough-guy air, but combined with his youthful face, it looked a little incongruous.
"Then I."

"Just call me Lao Da."

"Uh"

Seeing Fugaku, who was a head taller than him, the young Minato finally gave in and, gritting his teeth, shouted,

"The prison is big."

"That's a true brother. By the way, what were you doing turning around just now?"

Nodding in satisfaction, Fugaku recalled Minato's decisive turn just now, and immediately frowned in confusion.

"I forgot my lunchbox at Grandpa's shop."

Left with no other choice, Minato had to tell a little lie.

"Oh! This is a big deal! Grandpa Yin said we can't go to school on an empty stomach, so what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Fugaku's expression turned serious, and Minato was immediately overjoyed, thinking that he had finally gotten rid of this strange senior.

"Okay! I'll go home and get it."

"Then I'll leave your lunch to Lao Da to take care of!"

"what?"

Looking at the righteous and chivalrous Fugaku, Minato opened his mouth, but ultimately did not utter the words of refusal.
Of course, it wasn't because he didn't want to talk about it, but because he was afraid to.

He had witnessed the senior's skills firsthand; five or six upperclassmen hadn't even lasted three seconds in his hands before they were all lying on the ground.
That speed and technique—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a qualified genin.

"Then thank you very much, Prisoner."

With a forced smile that looked more like a grimace, Minato hung his head and walked into the school with Fugaku.

In the end, I couldn't escape it, could I?

Minato, following behind Fugaku, keenly noticed that the students along the way avoided them like the plague.

This strange encounter aroused his curiosity about the senior student with the somewhat fierce look, so he cautiously asked a question.
"Xue Laoda, I still don't know your name."

"Uh, as a subordinate, you don't even know Lao Da's name?"

Fugaku, who was pondering where to take his newly recruited underling for dinner, paused upon hearing this question, a hint of displeasure creeping onto his face.
"You didn't introduce yourself at the time."

Minato felt a little uneasy under Fugaku's unfriendly gaze, and mustered his courage to explain.

On the day of enrollment, he and another student who had played a minor role, out of politeness, introduced themselves on the spot.

But Fugaku merely nodded indifferently, looked himself up and down, and then turned and left with an air of nonchalance.

Minato thought their friendship had ended, but the very next day he was cornered at the school gate by a senior who had taught the bullies a lesson.
Fortunately, a red-haired senior teacher happened to pass by and arrested Fugaku, who was skipping morning reading, thus saving him from disaster.

"My name is Fugaku, Uchiha Fugaku."

"Uchiha Fugaku?"

Upon hearing this somewhat familiar name, Minato's brows furrowed deeply. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly looked startled.
"You're the legendary, fierce-eyed Fugaku!"

Although he had only been in school for a short time, Minato's talent for gathering information was already beginning to show. He was aware of all the rumors and strange tales circulating on campus.

Among them, the most praised was Fugaku, known as the "Fierce-Eyed" of the Konoha Ninja Academy.

"Hmph~ Just empty fame, not worth mentioning. Keep a low profile~ Keep a low profile~"

Sensing Minato's shocked gaze, Fugaku waved his hand, saying he wanted to keep a low profile, but the arrogance on his face was impossible to hide.

At this moment, Fugaku was more and more satisfied with Minato. He was handsome and sensible. Such an excellent subordinate, how could he not be envious of that idiot Nawaki?

So he decided to take his newly recruited underling to Yile Park to broaden his horizons.
Do you like ramen?

"like!"

Minato's eyes lit up. Although his grandfather's food was delicious, it couldn't change his obsession with ramen.

"Let's meet at Ichiraku during our lunch break. I'll treat you to ramen."

"Uh, thank you, Lao Da."

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Minato knew that if he refused, the consequences would be dire, after all, the senior in front of him was none other than the legendary, unpredictable, and fierce-eyed Fugaku!
The classrooms for the upper and lower grades were not in the same building. After agreeing on a time to eat ramen, the two went their separate ways.

Minato arrived at class with a heavy heart. Because he was preoccupied with something, he didn't pay attention to a word of the lesson that day; his mind was completely occupied with how to deal with the terrifying Fugaku.

He came to the school to learn how to become an excellent ninja, not to join some strange or illegal group.

Meanwhile, Fugaku returned to the classroom beaming. Seeing his smug expression, his deskmate Nawaki blinked in confusion.
"Did you find the money?"

"Finding money is nothing, I just took on a new underling."

Fugaku glanced disdainfully at the simple-minded Nawaki, his smug expression growing even stronger.

"Little brother? Young Master Fugaku, have you been bullying the younger students again?"

Xiao Meiqin, sitting on the other side, raised her eyebrows upon hearing this.
"No, no, the person in the Minato prison is a first-year student I rescued from the bullies."

Fugaku shrank back, explaining cautiously that he didn't want to ruin his image in Mikoto's eyes.

"Haha, you actually found a first-year student to be your underling, Fugaku, you're really getting worse as you get older."

Rope Tree, clutching his stomach, laughed loudly.

"Get lost! Do you think I'd take an ordinary guy as my underling?"

Fugaku glared angrily at Nawaki, who was laughing heartily, and asked in an unfriendly tone,

"What else? No matter how much they talk, they're just first-graders. I feel ashamed to play with them."

As a senior student about to graduate, Nawaki didn't take the younger students seriously at all.

"Then I'll relay your words verbatim to Shikaku and the others."

Fugaku narrowed his eyes.
"Uh!" Rope Tree's expression stiffened upon hearing this. He had recently made a few friends among the younger students, and the group was very close. They had even made plans to eat snacks together during lunch break today.

If Ding and the others heard him say such hurtful things, they probably wouldn't want to play with him anymore.
Thinking of this, Rope Tree's expression grew increasingly grim.

Just as he was pondering how to remedy his earlier reckless remarks, a lazy-looking red-haired young man pushed open the door and entered.

"Boom!"

After casually tossing the thick textbook onto his desk, the red-haired youth, who was also the class's homeroom teacher, Uzumaki Miro, scanned the chaotic crowd below with a listless gaze, and visible veins bulged rapidly on his forehead.
"Snapped!"

He slammed his hand on the table, his fairly handsome face filled with anger.
"Quiet down, all of you! Next week is the graduation exam. Anyone who dares to make me repeat a year will have to go back to first grade!"

"Tonic medicine~"

The students, who were not usually diligent in their studies, were devastated by the news, their faces contorted with grief.

"Huh~huh~"

Hearing the wailing screams coming from the classroom, Miro Uzumaki nodded in satisfaction. The thought of soon getting rid of these annoying brats instantly lowered his blood pressure, which had just spiked.

"Okay, this class is for self-study."

Since he'd already taught everything he needed to teach the graduating class, he rarely had a chance to openly slack off at work.
After announcing the instructions, he leaned back lazily in his chair, took out his phone to watch the live stream, opened Douyin (TikTok), and started sending virtual hearts to his favorite streamer with a silly grin on his face.
"mua~ Thank you 'Girlfriend who dreams of becoming a biker gang' for sending a hundred little hearts!"

Inside the live stream, a charming young woman with black hair, golden eyes, and fair skin was covering her rosy lips, shyly blowing a kiss from afar that had mesmerized Milo.

The allure emanating from her long, narrow eyes instantly ignited the entire live stream, with hearts (valued at 10,000 taels each) flooding the phone screens as if they were free.
"Happy Yuanyuan, my goddess!"

Driven by lust, Milo was preparing to climb to the top of the leaderboard in one fell swoop, then naturally add the streamer's contact information, and finally... hehehe.
"Nani!"

Seeing the mere 0.038 taels of silver in his phone, his smirking expression instantly froze.
Where did my little money go?

There were tens of millions left before!
Was my account hacked?

Undeterred, he quickly checked the transaction records and discovered that the money had unknowingly flowed into the female streamer's live broadcast room.

Feeling powerless to do anything, he could only reluctantly type "Meeting" in the live stream chat before quietly leaving, concealing his achievements and fame.

"Ah~"

The savings I accumulated over the years in Konoha are all gone. How am I supposed to maintain my domineering CEO persona in Yuan Yuan's live stream now?
Frustrated, he stroked his stubble-covered chin, and a terrible idea suddenly popped into his head.

"How about we borrow some from my sister?"

Although he outwardly severed ties with his autocratic father, he secretly maintained frequent contact with his younger sister. When his niece was born, Miro Uzumaki even sent her a large red envelope.

Now that her brother is in trouble, shouldn't Meixiang offer him some support, both morally and logically?

Thinking of this, Miro Uzumaki decisively took out a pen and paper and started sending messages to her sister, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time, hoping that she could help her improve her future happiness.
But Miro was unaware that his younger sister, Mika Uzumaki, far away in the Land of Whirlpools, was also troubled by something. Only after receiving her brother's letter asking for help did she come up with a perfect solution.

On the other side, seeing the "Girl from the Bakusozoku who aspires to become a biker gang" leave her livestream, Orochimaru, with her exquisite makeup, frowned slightly.
This guy usually doesn't stop until he's given away hundreds of thousands of coins, so why did he stop so early today after only giving away a hundred?

Oh well, anyway, her live stream is never short of big shots.

Soon, he put the bankruptcy vortex of Mi Luo out of his mind and continued his journey of making money, laying the foundation for his future retirement life.

"Ding~ding~ding~"

Mi Luo slipped a deeply moving letter seeking help into an envelope, then strode out of the classroom without looking back, announcing the start of lunch break.
"get out of class dismissed, you little rascals!"

"Young Master Fugaku, it's time for your meal."

During lunch break, the most important thing is to eat. Mikoto took out a bento box prepared by the servant from her schoolbag and invited Fugaku to eat.

"Let's have ramen today, it's on me."

Fugaku, still worried about his younger brother who hadn't eaten, immediately reached out and stopped Mikoto from opening the food box.
"what?"

"You must be tired of the healthy meals made in the kitchen by now, right?"

Seeing Mikoto's conflicted expression, Fugaku whispered enticingly, "The meals they eat are specially prepared healthy meals by Uchiha Ryōza."
Its advantage is that it is rich in nutrients; everything else is a disadvantage.

"Ok!"

Fugaku's words touched Mikoto, but looking at the food box in her hand, she was faced with a dilemma.
"But this"

If we take these meals back untouched, Grandpa will definitely scold us.

"How difficult is this?"

Fugaku subtly winked at Mikoto, signaling her to look in the other direction.
Following the direction of the gaze, I saw Nawaki happily devouring his bento box.

"You mean Nawaki-kun?"

Nodding slightly, Fugaku said softly,

"He'll eat everything you give him!"

Mikoto struggled with her thoughts for a full second before decisively picking up the lunchbox and walking over, her small face showing visible concern.
"Nawaki-kun, do you still want to eat your bento?"

"Uh"

Rope Tree, who was licking the rice grains from the bottom of his bowl, looked up in confusion and met the goddess's eyes, which were full of pity.
"I want it! I want it for the rest of my life!"

At this moment, if he hesitated for even a second, it would be disrespectful to the goddess. He snatched the food box, opened it, and began to wolf down the food.

"Mikoto, your bento is so...so delicious."

With difficulty, he swallowed the bland, even somewhat unpalatable, food. To avoid disappointing his goddess, Nawaki forced a smile and gave a thumbs-up.
Soon, the two large boxes of healthy meals were completely devoured by Rope Tree.
"Are you full?"

"I'm full! I'm full!"

Fearing that Mikoto would pull out two more bento boxes, Nawaki was so frightened that he shook his head vigorously.
"I'm glad you're full. Let's go, Mikoto, let's go get some ramen."

"Ha! You bastard, are you even human?"

Seeing Fugaku get up, Nawaki, for the first time, wholeheartedly agreed with a statement his aunt had once made.

[Apart from those with curly hair, all Uchiha with straight hair are born evil!]

"Excuse me, Nawaki-kun."

Feeling a pang of guilt, Mikoto hesitated for a moment before turning around, then turned back and gave Nawaki an apologetic gesture.

Looking at the goddess's radiant face, Rope Tree was completely disoriented. He immediately scratched his head with a silly grin, looking every bit the born simp.
"Hehehe~ Since you've said so, Mikoto, I'll forgive him this time."

At the classroom door,

The three figures who had witnessed Rope Tree being manipulated looked at each other in bewilderment. One of them, a chubby boy holding snacks, nudged the pineapple-headed boy next to him with his elbow.

"Lu Jiu, aren't we going in?"

"Go in? What for?"

Shikaku rolled his eyes in exasperation. His father didn't even bother to do a proper investigation. Was there really any need to invest in someone as stupid as Senju Nawaki?
"Go inside and share some snacks with Brother Rope Tree!"

They had agreed to enjoy delicious snacks together during their lunch break.

Nara Shikaku glanced at the chocolate bar in Choza's hand and shook his head expressionlessly.

"No, dogs will die if they eat chocolate." (End of Chapter)