Naruto: I no longer have the money to protect Konoha Chapter 006

Minato Namikaze smiled shyly upon hearing this, scratching his head:

“Chiyue is amazing, actually able to eat six rice balls.”

Uchiha Chiyue blinked, why did Minato’s head seem a little big the more he looked at him?

“Minato, have you eaten? What do you want to eat?”

“Me? I haven’t eaten yet.” Minato Namikaze said truthfully, his stomach cooperating by rumbling loudly, making him blush.

“What do you want to eat? Just say it!”

Uchiha Chiyue waved his hand grandly, laughing.

“This, this isn’t good, Chiyue-kun.” Minato Namikaze scratched his head awkwardly.

“Don’t be polite, it’s just you treating me to a meal, right?”

Minato Namikaze: “???”

Minato’s smile froze.

The boss next to them, however, laughed:

“Little friend, what would you like to eat?”

“I…” Minato squirmed.

I want to say, can I refuse?

“Ahem, boss, I’ll pay for what he eats too.”

“Chiyue, you…”

“You can treat me next time.”

Uchiha Chiyue grinned.

Daily teasing of Minato + 1.

“Then I won’t be polite, Chiyue-san!” Minato Namikaze said:

“I’ll treat you next time!”

“Boss, one rice ball is enough for me.”

“Two thousand ryo, please.”

Uchiha Chiyue paid the money, packed his rice ball and miso soup, and began to eat as he walked.

Minato also followed beside Uchiha Chiyue, whispering:

“Chiyue-kun, it’s easy to choke when eating while walking.”

“It’s nothing.” Uchiha Chiyue waved his hand dismissively:

“This saves a lot of time, and I’ll finish eating just before reaching school.

“Minato, you don’t want to be caught eating by the teacher during class, do you?”

Uh… Chiyue-kun makes a lot of sense.

Minato Namikaze thought for a moment, then also picked up his rice ball and started eating:

“Thank you, Chiyue-kun, I’ll treat you to Ichiraku Ramen this afternoon!”

“Alright.”

They had been classmates with Minato Namikaze for a year.

Their relationship was pretty good normally.

After all, Uchiha Chiyue was also a transmigrator, and he recognized all the faces in Class A.

Who would develop in the future? It was clear at a glance, wasn’t it?

Speaking of Minato, he was also an ‘orphan’, and his situation was much worse than Chiyue’s.

Civilian, orphan, all the buffs were stacked.

Unknowingly, when they were still two or three hundred meters from the school, one bowl of soup and six rice balls had been completely devoured.

It was too damn expensive!

One rice ball was 200 ryo, one bowl of miso soup was 600 ryo.

Just from this morning’s spending, the boss’s net profit must have been at least 1000 ryo, right?

These 100 ryo were earned too easily.

Working was impossible, washing dishes for others was impossible!

He was an ‘young master’ of the Uchiha clan after all, what kind of talk was it to wash dishes for others? Even if he worked hard all day, he’d only get a hundred ryo, which was nothing in front of the system, this money-devouring beast.

What kind of wealth was the easiest to acquire?

That would naturally be war profits.

The Second Great Ninja War was within these two years…

Hmm, he’d think about it more later.

At worst, he’d go find his second uncle tonight.

Uchiha Setsuna had a huge family business, would the Uchiha clan’s elder lack money?

Soon, the two arrived at the school and walked to the classroom of Class A, second year.

Two figures were already standing at the classroom door.

“Yo, Chiyue, Minato, you’re here?”

“Crunch, crunch, crunch… Chiyue, Minato, you two are late too.”

Shikaku Nara, looking half-asleep, greeted Chiyue and Minato.

The chubby Akimichi Choza munched on potato chips as he greeted them.

“Are we late?”

Minato was stunned, clearly not expecting to be late.

Uchiha Chiyue, through the classroom door’s glass, saw Iida Uehara, wearing a chunin vest, scolding the students at the podium.

The teacher had changed, he seemed to have taught the fourth-year students before?

The teacher was blabbering on, saying something about not using Shikaku Nara, Choza Akimichi, and so on, as examples.

Something about being late being bad behavior.

Couldn’t understand, didn’t care!

“Yawn~” Shikaku Nara stretched:

“I don’t know why, but this semester classes start half an hour earlier, it’s such a hassle.”

“Chiyue, what should we do?”

Minato asked nervously.

Minato Namikaze was a good student, this was his first time being late.

But Uchiha Chiyue was nonchalant, directly grabbing two potato chips from Choza, and leaning against Shikaku:

“What else can we do? Haven’t we just skipped a class?”

Slap!

As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom door was forcefully pushed open.

“Uchiha Chiyue! You’re late!”

Iida Uehara pointed at Uchiha Chiyue, angrily.

“Uehara-sensei, it’s my fault.” Minato Namikaze stepped out and stood in front of Uchiha Chiyue:

“I was with Chiyue-kun at the breakfast shop entrance this morning and we got delayed, I’m sorry.”

Uchiha Chiyue: ??

First, why do you only mention me and not Minato?

Second, Minato Namikaze, what are you doing?!

Iida Uehara’s expression stiffened, and he took a deep breath:

“Minato-kun, if Uchiha Chiyue coerced you into saying this, you can tell me.

“This is the Ninja Academy, not the Uchiha clan.”

So he was waiting for me here?

Uchiha Chiyue sneered inwardly.

He remembered who this teacher was, Iida Uehara, an excellent teacher at the Ninja Academy, who previously taught the graduating fourth-year class.

Before Uchiha Chiyue could speak, Iida Uehara continued:

“Today is the first day of the new semester, and I am also your new homeroom teacher.

“Therefore, all students gather on the training ground. We will have a practical combat exercise today.

“Students who are late… will begin the first exercise.”

Alright, alright, your map of Yan isn’t long either.

Uchiha Chiyue scanned the crowd following behind Iida Uehara.

He immediately saw a dark-skinned boy looking at him with ‘provocation’.

This boy had dark skin and even had a hairy face at a young age.

Sarutobi Shinnosuke!

The Third Hokage’s biological son, and also one of the top three in the class.

“Alright.”

Uchiha Chiyue readily agreed.

Mock battles, a circle drawn on the training ground, with two-on-two matches inside the circle.

There were no rule restrictions, if you knew how to use ninjutsu, you could use it, and there would naturally be teachers to ensure safety.

“Damn it, this guy is so arrogant.”

“Yeah, he’s late but still so arrogant.”

“Hmph, the Uchiha clan is truly rude.”

“An arrogant clan, today I’d like to see who will teach this Uchiha Chiyue a lesson!”

“Quiet!” Iida Uehara yelled:

“The first match will be Uchiha Chiyue versus Sarutobi Shinnosuke!”

“Hiss!”

“Uchiha Chiyue is screwed, it’s actually Shinnosuke-class monitor.”

“Yeah, yeah, Shinnosuke-class monitor, give Uchiha Chiyue a good beating!”

Uchiha Chiyue: “…”

I have reasonable grounds to suspect this guy is targeting me.

But why?

Chiyue was puzzled, but then he suddenly saw a pair of exceptionally bright eyes looking at him with hope.