Naruto: The Byakugan is weak? I’m super strong! Chapter 161

Character name suggestions: (Boruto), (Kuuyue), (Naruto), (Sakura), (Sasuke), (Kakashi), (Shino Aburame)

“Why do you know so much?”

Boruto couldn’t stand beating around the bush and just asked directly.

“Me?”

Kuuyue smiled. How could he not know?

This was already the third Hokage world he had been to.

“You should ask why you don’t know these things yourself. The Ninja Academy didn’t even tell you more about the Ninja World War. This was originally Naruto’s way of protecting you, and many things seem like a fantasy to children.”

Kuuyue ate Ichiraku Ramen and handed Boruto a skewer of grilled meat.

“If you have anything you want to ask, just say it. If I’m in a good mood, I might tell you.”

“Tch, you’re so weird.”

Boruto thought for a moment, then pouted, “Then do you know about the Seventh Hokage? I’ve already memorized everything about the Ninja World War like the back of my hand.”

“No, you don’t know anything.”

Kuuyue picked up his ramen bowl and slurped it clean.

“Since you want to know, then wait a few days for me.”

“Why?”

Boruto found it strange. Why did he have to wait a few days to hear a story?

“If you’re busy, I can help!”

“Not really. I plan to publish half of a manga about things before you were born. If you have some pocket money, you can see it in a couple of days.”

“Manga?”

Boruto was a little curious. He increasingly felt that Kuuyue was very strange, like an unfathomable eccentric neighbor.

He always said things that people couldn’t understand at all.

It might even be completely confusing.

“Mm.”

Kuuyue cleared the dishes, threw them into the sink, and turned on the automatic dishwasher.

He then left directly.

It was the age of technology, so there was no need for him to do everything himself. Of course, cooking noodles was another matter.

If you didn’t know how to seriously cook a bowl of noodles, then you were a truly failed chef!

Kuuyue locked himself in his room for several days and nights, finally completing the entire Naruto series.

He had actually thought about this for a long time, wanting to do it back in his main world.

But at that time, he had missed too much.

When he arrived in the second world, he simply did nothing and kept looking for a way to leave.

Now that he understood how to leave a world, it was also much easier.

Three days later.

The serialized Naruto was born in Konoha.

From the very beginning, Naruto Uzumaki declared his existence to the world.

Boruto stood at the entrance of the manga store, looking incredulously at the owner, Kuuyue Hyuga.

“You opened another manga store?”

“Mm, I’m a wanderer now, free to do whatever I want.”

Kuuyue pointed to the new work on the table.

Naruto Volume 1.

“Want to take a look?”

“I’d like to see what level your masterpiece is!”

Boruto picked up a copy of Naruto and started reading it right there in the small store.

The more he read, the stranger he felt. The Naruto, Aunt Sakura, and Uncle Sasuke in the book were somehow different from what he knew.

Actually, there were personal biographies about them in the village, and Boruto had read them too.

They all talked about how Naruto Uzumaki saved the world.

To Boruto, it was simply inexplicable. How could his dad, who stayed in the village all day, save the world?!

He had thought this manga, with Naruto as the protagonist, would also be a big boast.

He didn’t expect it to be completely different from what he imagined.

The Naruto in the book looked very lonely and silly, but he always charged forward.

“It wasn’t as interesting back then as it is now. Their entertainment options were so scarce.”

Boruto commented reluctantly, then continued reading.

Unconsciously, he read until evening, finishing the entire book.

He walked to the counter, paid for the manga, and bought it.

Kuuyue made a huge profit today, so he simply closed the store.

He replaced the sold first volume with the second.

Overnight, the Naruto manga exploded in popularity in Konoha Village!

Students bought the manga home and found that the story was different from what they learned in the Ninja Academy, but it was exceptionally interesting.

“The Seventh Hokage is so miserable, but he’s really brave.”

“So the great Lord Sasuke who protects Konoha was already so handsome when he was young.”

“Kakashi-senpai? He’s a man who likes to wear a black mask. I think I’ve seen him on the street.”

The adults at home hadn’t yet realized the outrageousness of the problem.

Soon, the manga would sweep through the younger generation.

The next day.

Boruto came to the manga store as promised, picked up the second volume, and started reading.

He was greatly shocked. After finishing it, he bought it and hid it at home.

After about seven days, having read volume after volume, he felt that Kuuyue was completely making things up.

His father, who never came home, the Seventh Hokage who always liked to sit in his office.

How could he be the person in the manga?

“He once said he wanted to become the strongest Hokage in history and change everything!”

Boruto clenched his fists unwillingly.

“Kuuyue, tell me, is all this something you made up yourself?”

“No comment. Please look forward to it.”

Kuuyue wouldn’t pay attention to Boruto’s anger.

It was obvious he wanted to get spoilers by confronting the author.

No way!

A month later.

The Naruto manga’s plot had been serialized to nearly halfway.

Almost every young genin, Ninja Academy student, and even children who weren’t ninjas in all of Konoha had a copy.

Kuuyue made a huge profit, but that was just a side benefit.

During this time.

The cafeteria also grew larger and began to expand into various companies.

It clearly had the trend of growing bigger and stronger, becoming a powerhouse in Konoha.

Two months later.

The manga was nearing its conclusion.

Many people began to anticipate it, even going so far as to come daily to follow the updates.

Kuuyue was essentially a plagiarist, with an astonishing speed of one volume per day.

Another half a month passed.

The manga concluded.

When Boruto finished reading the last volume and stood in the store, he despaired.

“Why, why did he become like this? He clearly saved the ninja world, so why is he still so tired?”

“Are you a question machine?”

Kuuyue tapped his head.

“Everyone changes, and besides, the responsibilities borne in each period are different.”

Boruto didn’t answer. He just bought the last volume of the manga and went home in silence.

The next day.

When a rational Boruto appeared outside the manga store again, he found it closed.

“Where’s your manga store?”

Boruto ran to the cafeteria and asked Kuuyue.

“It’s closed. Some parents found their children reading manga instead of studying ninjutsu, and your teacher Shino Aburame found me, and that’s what you see now.”

“Why? If they don’t study properly, what does your manga have to do with it?”

Boruto was a little indignant.

Kuuyue pushed him a bowl of malatang.

“No need to get angry over this. I’ll open a store again in a while and sell other manga, like One Piece, Bleach, and also the bow-tied boy from Bleach who loves to play soccer.”

“Are they good?”

Boruto was a little curious.

“They’re all good. They can be serialized for a while. I’ll have to write the endings for two of them myself. I never saw the endings before I died.”

Kuuyue shook his head with a hint of regret.

“You’re saying things I don’t understand.”

Boruto ate his malatang, lost in thought.

Suddenly.

He looked up seriously at Kuuyue.

“Are you very powerful?”

“Not bad.”

Kuuyue didn’t deny it. His strength was indeed not bad.