The Senju Remnants Of The Uchiha Clan

Ramen Ichiraku.

Little Naruto put down his bowl with a satisfied look on his face and burped. He turned to look at Shiratori, who was kind enough to treat him to a meal and was immediately startled.

In front of Shiratori, a dozen large bowls were piled up into a small mountain…

"Wow, so awesome!" Naruto's eyes were shining.

Shiratori drank the last mouthful of soup and touched his stomach, which showed no change. 

"Yeah, I'm about eight-tenths full."

Ever since his own ramen shop went bankrupt, he could eat Ramen Ichiraku without restraint instead of sneaking around and wrapping himself up like a rice dumpling every time.

As his body grows, his appetite is also increasing.

Shiratori's situation is different from almost all ninjas.

He can now clearly feel that there is a bottleneck in his strength growth.

The mastery of ninjutsu, skills at Taijutsu, practical experience, efficiency of Chakra application… And so on, these aspects are no longer a problem for him.

The biggest problem that limits his strength is not talent but age.

After entering puberty, his physical and spiritual energy showed explosive growth, and the best he could do seemed to be… Wait?

It would be nonsense to say that his physical data would be beyond the scope of humans when he turns 18. After all, he is only the descendant of Uchiha and Senju, not a Saiyan… But there should be no suspense that he can suppress one of the five Kage head-on.

Even now, despite his abilities not reaching their peak yet, it probably won't be a big problem for him to hold back a Kage.

If we were facing the elite Jonin from each village…

Haha, I want to beat ten!

At this time, a mysterious masked man who was in the category of beating ten of him sat next to Shiratori.

Shiratori glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, seemingly not surprised at all by his arrival.

"Kakashi, what a coincidence… Are you following me or Naruto?" He teased him.

"It was just a coincidence that I met him. I just happened to want to eat ramen too." Kakashi said without blushing.

After so many years of career in the Anbu, being won over by Danzo, rescuing Yamato, facing Orochimaru, and other events, Kakashi has changed the way he deals with people. At least when he meets Shiratori, he will say hello instead of turning his head and pretending not to see him.

Moreover, he had received a mission to monitor Uchiha some time ago… Or to monitor Shiratori. 

With Shiratori's observation ability, he could always find him out…

So, in the end, surveillance often turns into collaboration, and the relationship between the two people becomes familiar.

He hasn't seen Shiratori these days, so he guesses he's gone to protect Naruto.

Seeing Kakashi's strange look, Naruto moved closer to Shiratori, feeling a little scared…

"Don't be afraid, this Jonin is a good man, just a little bit perverted…" Shiratori comforted Naruto, his eyes inadvertently swept across Kakashi's trouser pocket, where there seemed to be a book stuck: "He's still a grown-up pervert."

"…" 

Kakashi's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and then he pretended not to hear anything.

What can I do? I can't win by talking, and I can't win by fighting…

Shiratori wiped his mouth, stood up, and prepared to leave with Naruto.

"Where are you going?"

Shiratori raised an eyebrow: "The commercial street in the Uchiha Clan territory, taking this little guy to buy some daily necessities."

"I'll go too—"

"Aren't you here for ramen? Eat first and then go."

Shiratori took Naruto's hand and walked away.

Kakashi rubbed his face in pain. If the third Hokage knew that he had allowed Shiratori to bring the Jinchuriki into the Uchiha Clan's territory…

Well…

He put down his chopsticks and prepared to follow.

"Mr. Ninja, please wait a moment." The owner of Ramen Ichiraku called Kakashi: "You haven't paid yet."

"Hmm? I've already given it to you?"

"It's not your ramen, but…" He pointed to the place where Shiratori was just now.

Kakashi looked at the bowls of noodles piled up like a small mountain and suddenly felt his blood pressure rise a little bit…

… … …

Uchiha clan territory.

Naruto ran around the commercial street, looking here and there, seeming to like everything.

The merchants on the street were very enthusiastic for Shiratori's sake.

Naruto was very happy, even so happy that he wanted to cry.

The people here were different from those in other parts of the village… They didn't seem to hate him!

Shiratori understood the meaning in Naruto's eyes and explained casually: "It's normal. The less knowledge and the lower the IQ, the more they hate you."

Naruto nodded… Not understanding what was going on, and his attention was immediately drawn to a store selling toys.

The Uchiha Clan is a century-old powerful clan, and even ordinary members of the clan have a reserve of knowledge far beyond that of ordinary residents of Konoha.

In their view, the jinchūriki are ordinary humans with tail beasts sealed in their bodies. How can they be confused with the tail beasts?

Not to mention fear, they were even curious about Naruto.

"Is that little guy the nine-tails Jinchuriki? He's so young!"

"Looking at his hair, it seems to have something to do with the fourth Hokage… You said his last name is Uzumaki? Then why isn't he red-haired?"

"So cute! Especially those whiskers on his face. I really want to pinch his cheeks…"

"Are those whisker-like lines because of the nine-tails? If Eight-Tail were sealed inside me, would I grow horns? And become a minotaur?"

"I advise you to give up this dangerous idea…"

After Shiratori paid, Naruto skipped out of the store while holding the toy and accidentally bumped into a little boy.

"Ouch!"

Naruto's physical fitness is not to be underestimated. He staggered twice before standing firm, but the little boy opposite him sat down on the ground.

"Why don't you be more careful!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just too happy today…" Naruto felt a little embarrassed and apologized while patting his head.

Four-year-old Sasuke rubbed his butt and stood up from the ground. He immediately saw Shiratori walking out of the toy store.

His little face suddenly puffed up…

"Hello!"

Shiratori looked up and saw Sasuke pointing his finger at him.

"Sasuke? What's wrong?"

"It's all because of you!" Sasuke's mouth pursed as if he was about to cry: "If he hadn't defended you, how could my brother be beaten by Father!"

Shiratori's head was full of question marks. What happened?

"Don't you dare speak like that to Nii-san Shiratori!"

Naruto was displeased when he heard the impoliteness in Sasuke's words. He stood directly in front of Shiratori and confronted Sasuke.

"This is our clan's business and has nothing to do with you, an outsider!" As the son of the clan head who lives in luxury, how could Sasuke spoil Naruto?

Naruto held his head high and said: "I'm in charge!"

"You wanna fight?"

"Hit me if you can!"

Just as Sasuke was about to take action, his collar was grabbed from behind.

Itachi pulled Sasuke aside and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Shiratori, my little brother has caused you trouble."

Shiratori noticed that there was a red slap mark on Itachi's face.