[Slice of life type shit.]
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"Ninja vests! Come and buy the best ninja vests!"
"Yoi yoi yoi, people! We have clothes tailored with the best quality silk! Come before you miss the chance to get some fabric on ya!"
"Takoyaki! Come have some delicious takoyaki!"
"We have the best quality blades and kunai for all the ninjas here! Come before someone else buys it!"
"Fresh fish straight from the Land of Water! Fresh fish!"
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Garou's POV/
"They sure are loud," I heard Tsunade say beside me as we held hands and walked through the bustling street filled with every kind of shop.
"Let's go and try some new clothes. What do you say?" I asked with a smile as I saw her eyes light up.
"Let's go, let's go!" She excitedly replied, grabbed my arm, and pulled me toward a store that sold kimonos and other different kinds of outfits.
As we entered, a middle aged retailer with a small mustache came forward to us with a smile, rubbing his hands in excitement.
"Welcome to my store, Senju-sama and Hatake-sama. How can I be of service to you?" The man said, a little nervously.
I looked down at the small man and then turned to look at Tsunade, who immediately started checking some clothes, completely ignoring the shop owner. "I want some black kimono," I replied to the man, who was sweating.
He immediately nodded at me.
"Of course, Hatake-sama! We have furisode, iromuji, houmongi..." The man then went on and on about the types of kimono while pointing at and showing me various black kimonos that piqued my interest.
Some time passed.
I looked at all the pieces the man pointed at. "Did you pick anything for yourself, angel?" I asked as I turned around and looked at Tsunade again, who was checking out some ninja tank tops with a middle-aged woman who was probably this man's wife.
"I will try some on in the changing room, I guess," she replied as she picked a few pieces of clothing and went to the changing room.
I turned to look at the man again and pointed at a simple black kimono. "I would like to have this one. Do you have it in my size? This one looks too small to fit me." He immediately nodded excitedly.
"Of course, Hatake-sama!" He took my body measurements, then went through some clothes.
After a moment, he pulled out the exact kimono in my size. Thankfully, he had it because, until now, I had rarely seen anyone of my height, so most of the time I had to place special custom orders from tailors.
I grabbed the kimono and went to the changing room. After some time, I came out wearing the kimono with the top right side bare open for all to see my refined muscles.
"Can you store my previous clothes inside your stomach, Katsuyu?" I asked the chibi Katsuyu who was hiding in my hair, pointing at my kung fu clothes still in the changing room.
"Yes, Garou-sama!" she excitedly replied, eager to be useful, and jumped toward the clothes in the changing room while I positioned myself so the retailer could not see her storing them away.
I had always been jealous that ninjas could seal whatever gear they had into a scroll or something, while I only had my underwear pocket to stash some money. Having Katsuyu do this voodoo work for me was a plus.
After she stored the clothes and climbed back into my hair, I turned to look at the middle-aged woman who was waiting for Tsunade. She came out of the other changing room shortly after.
*Whistle.*
"As dazzling as always. What's your secret?" I said with a smirk, drinking in the image of her wearing a loose kimono that made some of her cleavage visible, with a bandage-like belt tied around her waist that made her look even curvier than she already was.
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"Genetics?" she replied with a smirk of her own, which made me shake my head with a smile.
"Arrogant, aren't we?" I asked rhetorically.
"Am I wrong, though? Have you ever seen a peasant with this kind of thing on her?" she cheekily asked, pointing at her own boobs.
'Ohh yeah, forgot that people here are racist as shit, or supremacist? Tsunade is no exception and sees people as less if they had no bloodlines or weren't strong. When we were alone with no civilians around, she wouldn't shy away from calling them peasants or bums. She is still better than most people though.'
Then she slowly walked toward the retailer while pulling a purse out of the void between her cleavage. I still could not comprehend how she did that, but I would have to investigate that mystery with my... own hands later.
"You damn right!" I said, pulling out around 600 ryo. I quickly stepped in front of the retailer with my back facing Tsunade and pressed the money into his hand. "You can keep the change," I said to the man, then turned around to face a slightly annoyed angel.
We can't let the beautiful pay for our stuff, right? That ain't demure, and I am a fucking millionaire.
I grabbed her hand, and we left the shop.
"Thank you, Hatake-sama! Senju-sama!" the man called after us.
"Hmm, so what should we do now?" Tsunade asked as we began wandering through the district, looking for interesting things while ignoring the stares we got everywhere we went.
By now, everyone knew who the princess of the Senju clan was going to marry. She was famous around the village because of her lineage, title, and talent. And I was famous throughout the land of fire as a great philosopher, a future general and one of the richest men out there. So I was quiet respected.
Though, there were still some people who looked at me disdainfully because you know, Konoha residents are one of the most racist bitches out there. Or maybe they are just root agents doing Danzo activities.
But they seemed too insignificant for me to care how they looked at me or what they thought. Though, that did not stop me from freaking them out, by releasing small amounts of my wannabe Conqueror's Haki, called Hado for some reason.
Katsuyu was quite interested in how I did that, so I started explaining how it felt to use it. Since I did not really understand how Kurama's spiritual blood had interacted with my own monster spirit to create this effect, which felt like an extra imaginary limb, I just described the sensation. She nodded and said that her main body would work on recreating my Haki, Hado, or whatever I wanted to call it.
But honestly, I could not deny how fun it was to watch these mobs get scared shitless and their faces drain of color every time I used it.
'But I need to be careful,' I thought with a frown, glancing at the blurry ninjas jumping from house to house. I do not want some sensor to find out about this. I already have ninjas tailing me most of the time. If they discover something weird, Danzo will be the least of my worries.
Not that I was scared, but I would hate it to leave the village and live somewhere else this soon.
'They are everywhere,' I thought, sensing about 3 hundred ninjas within a one kilometer radius.
Being sneaky and discreet was a very hard task in this village, which was filled to the brim with ninjas.
Years of peace created new batches of ninjas and made the ninja population a lot more than years ago.
*Grumble.*
"It seems you are hungry. Want to grab something on the way?" Tsunade asked, looking around the bustling street.
"I know a place that has decent food. Let's go there," I said calmly, and she nodded.
"Is it one your restaurants?" She asked.
"No." I replied.
"Then why don't we go to the Heaven's Feel district and eat some pizza or a burger? I wanna eat there." she said, licking her lips in excitement, which made me smile a little.
"You really are addicted, huh?" I asked rhetorically, shaking my head.
"Can you blame me? Those dishes you made have even the Fire Daimyo and nobles going crazy for them." She paused, then her eyes lit up. "Actually, I have a better idea. Why do not we go to our house, and you cook something for me personally? It has been some time since we were there and spent time together, you know!" She hugged my arm tightly, pressing her assets against me, but I knew this was just a trap to lure me into being alone with her so she could finally get me to make a baby.
If she tried to rape me, she could actually come close to achieve it if we fought for dominance and I was in my base form.
Her strength was low-jonin right now, and if she refrained from using the Body Flicker technique, I could defeat her with some struggle in my base form. If she did use it, then things get tricky, and I would have to rely on my own footwork tricks to catch up, which will make the fight difficult and exhausting, yet I was still confident I could hold my own even with that disadvantage.
I had a basic understanding of how ninjas usually fought and how their strength differed from rank to rank. Most ninjas had their own versatile techniques and jutsu, I understood the overall standard of ninja strength.
"I would love to, but there is someone I want to check on right now. It has been some time since I last did, so maybe later," I replied, which made her disappointed.
"Ehhh, you know someone besides those three weirdos and Dai? Now I am curious. Who could this one be? Maybe another weirdo?" she said, which annoyed me slightly.
"Do not make fun of them, and actually, I should be the one asking that," I replied calmly.
"Hey! What do you mean by that?" She let go of my arm, crossed her arms, and pouted.
I raised two fingers. "A disgusting pervert and a pedophile looking dude who gives everyone the creeps," I said.
She just looked at me in bewilderment, not knowing what to say.
"And you do not have any friends of the same gender, except for occasionally talking to the wives of my friends or some old acquaintances from the academy," I added.
An imaginary arrow struck her heart as she started to dramatically become sad much to my amusement.
She walked beside me in silence for the rest of the way.
As I approached the location where the Ichiraku Ramen shop should be, I frowned and focused further down the street.
I spotted the boys walking toward us with their wives.
I grabbed Tsunade's hand and slowly approached them. Ken was the first to notice me.
"Ayo, look what got here! The food G and the philosopher of the century. What's up, man? And Tsunade-chan is here too! How are you guys doing?" Ken said excitedly.
I had to admit, Ken had grown into a handsome man, but his perverse nature was still troublesome, though not as exaggerated as Jiraiya, so all was good.
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"I am fine, thanks, Ken," Tsunade replied. "So how are you, Ayumi, Hina, and Mai?" She looked at the three girls. Two of them were clearly in the final days of their pregnancies.
"We are fine, thank you for asking, Tsunade-sama!" Mai, Yuji's wife, a spiky haired girl, replied with an elegant bow. The other two pregnant women just nodded with a smile.
All this time, I had been staring at a baby in Yuji's arms. He was looking at me lazily, just like his father.
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"So, how are you, Garou?" Yuji asked in boredom, looking as if he might pass out at any second.
"Just like usual. What is this little fellow's name?" I said, crouching down a little and poking the baby's cheek. He stared at me with the same bored expression as his father.
It had not been long since Yuji became a father, about three months now. He had invited me to the little guy's celebration, but I had been too busy to attend.
"Well, his name is Shikaku. Say hello to Uncle Garou," Yuji said.
I raised my eyebrow slightly in surprise.
'So the important people of this world are starting to be born it seems,' I thought, rubbing the soft cheeks of the future father of Shikamaru.
The baby kept slapping my hand away in annoyance, which made me chuckle. But it is still surprising that Yuji is Shikaku's father.
Maybe Ken and Satoshi too will have important children.
I glanced at the other pregnant women for a moment.
"Well, he seems to be just as lazy as you," I said, and Yuji smiled proudly.
"Yeah, he is already a pride of the Nara clan. I cannot wait to see what he will achieve in the future," Yuji said with a lazy but proud fatherly smile.
I smiled back, then took a quick glance at Tsunade. She was hiding her longing and sadness as she looked at the pregnant women which made me internally sigh.
At this day and age, pregnancy is the most important thing. As it should be in any day or age.
I looked up at our forgetful, chubby friend, who had become a walking tank with how fat he has become. "So what is up, Satoshi?" I asked. He immediately smiled brightly at me.
"It is good, Daifuku‑kun. Thank you for asking," he politely replied, and I nodded.
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"So what should we do–" I started to ask the gang something but I saw something, so I went quite and waited for a single moment, then it happened.
*Bam!*
A man running frantically with a frightened look slammed into Yuji's back.
Yuji was holding Shikaku, and the impact made him stumble forward. To keep the baby from getting hurt, he tossed Shikaku into the air.
"SOMEONE STOP HIM!" I heard another man shouting from afar, but I kept my eyes on the baby in the air. Thankfully, Shikaku was wrapped in a tight blanket. Before he could fall, I simply extended my hand and grabbed the fabric at his back, stopping his descent.
I slowly pulled my arm back and held Shikaku, who stared at me with a deadpan expression. Then he vomited a little white liquid.
It was milk.
I blinked in amusement as I looked at him, "What's up little shit?" I said but I only received a bored look from Shikaku. All that stuff didn't seem to surprise the baby as if he already expected it.
I looked around. My friends and the surrounding crowd were frozen in stunned silence.
"PLEASE, SOMEONE STOP THAT THIEF!" the same man shouted again. I calmly looked at the terrified thief, who was about to bolt into an alley.
Then I turned back and saw Yuji lying lifelessly on the ground, his hand twitching. But the next second, he made a hand seal, his shadow flickered for an instant, and then it silently shot toward the thief with explosive speed.
*Fwwooh!*
His shadow latched onto the thief, who was not far from us, freezing him in place immediately.
"What a fucking drag," Yuji muttered, standing up and brushing the dust off his clothes. He looked at the bewildered crowd gathered around us and then at the thief.
He made another hand seal, and more shadows connected to the immobilized man. Using the shadows like telekinesis, he pulled the thief toward him until they were face to face.
"Please spare me! I will not do it agai–"
*Slap!*
"You son of a bitch. I am still thinking about what to do with you so shut up." Yuji said with a pissed look which made me surprised. He slapped the man so hard that a tooth flew out of his mouth.
*Slap!*
Another slap knocked out another tooth. "Hmm? Why are you so quiet bitch? Speak," Yuji said menacingly.
I chuckled darkly, while the others just sweat‑dropped.
"P...pwease s...spar—"
"No, shut it."
*Paw, paw, paw, paw, paw!*
Yuji started punching the hell out of the guy in front of everyone. The crowd looked on with surprised expressions, except for his wife, who had shadows hiding her face.
*Paw paw paw.*
After a few more punches, a hand grabbed Yuji's shoulder. "Stop!" a man said with an authoritative tone.
"Sighhhh, it seems you are already here, Uchiha‑san. Here, take him to jail or whatever," Yuji said, tossing the bloodied man to the Uchiha police officer.
"Thank you for catching the thief, Nara‑san. And I apologize for disturbing your peace," the Uchiha officer said, bowing his head.
"Yeah, yeah, no problem," Yuji said, dismissing him.
The Uchiha officer nodded and left, accompanied by the stunned and frightened middle‑aged man who had originally been shouting for help. The man kept stealing nervous glances at Yuji.
Something about Yuji had changed ever since I left the academy.
He had become very brutal. I have even heard from Tsunade that he had become one of the strongest students, and no one dared to fight him because all his opponents either ended up hospitalized or traumatized.
And that was... very pleasant news.
It was not that he had abandoned his overly lazy nature, but I suspected that when I had talked about how fear could make pests know their place, this bastard had taken it to heart.
And since he saw it first hand how my ways seemed to work, now he was a highly motivated Nara who would beat the crap out of anyone who annoyed him or tried to be funny with him so he could preserve his peace.
That had made him famous and marked him as a prodigy on par with Hiruzen's own students.
'Haha, maybe I should teach him some moves or two. Never bad to have more sparring partners.' I thought in amusement, feeling proud of my friend.
A motivated smartass Nara in this world?
I wonder if the Naras were not lazy, could they become the strongest?
I tossed the indifferent baby Shikaku toward Tsunade's soft bosom like a useless bag.
Tsunade caught him quickly, gave the baby a surprised look, and then glared at me for throwing a baby like that.
*Clap clap clap*
"Now that is what I call the most efficient way to dispose of trash. I am proud," I complimented, ignoring the murderous stares from Yuji's wife.
"Do not just compliment him! He clearly has a few screws loose! He has been pulling these crazy stunts ever since you left the academy!" Ken said, hiding behind Satoshi fearfully.
*Crack crack.*
"We are going to have a loooong talk when we get back home Yuji hehe~" Yuji's wife said with a creepy laugh while cracking her knuckles ominously which made the blood drain from Yuji's face.
"Sighhhhhhhhh women. Troublesome." Yuji said tiredly under his breath.
I looked around at the crowd, who were still staring at us. Some watched with admiration, others with caution.
"Anyway, I plan to visit a friend who sells ramen not far from here. You guys interested in coming along?" I asked the boys.
"Ramen!"
"Let's go, buddy."
"Sighhhh."
"Alright, let's go then," I said.
And just like that, me and the boys started walking toward Ichiraku Ramen with hungry stomachs, ignoring the disappointed looks the girls were throwing at our backs.
The End.
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