"Welcome to you... Oh, it's you little guy. It's rare for uncle to come so late. Do you want to eat ramen?"

Just as the ninjas of the clan were busy running around to find the long-lost heir of the Zong family, Miss Hinata, the person involved, was now holding hands, holding hands and leading the curtains, and bowed her head and stepped into a ramen shop with the signboard with the words "Ale" hanging on it, which looked inconspicuous but had a very hot business.

"Hehe, good evening, uncle! It seems like he's just in time. I'm lucky tonight." Unlike the introverted and shy Hinata who was squeezing Naruto's horns, who was hiding behind Naruto's back, Naruto responded to the greeting of Uncle Ichiro, the owner of the ramen shop, while slowly moving with Hinata, he sat on his own and sat in the side-by-side two seats in front of the bar of the narrow shop. After pausing for a moment, he seemed to have not seen the diners around him laughing and continued, "Uncle! Two bowls of Miso ramen! Just like before, put more Naruto rolls!"

"Haha, that's right, if you come a little later, I'll close the door now... OK! Two bowls of Miso ramen! One bowl of ginger soup!" The boss was obviously not surprised by the strange eyes of diners around him. While taking the dough quickly and stretching and making ramen, his eyes narrowed into slits looked at Hinata, who was obviously intimate and trusting Naruto, with curiosity and gossip on his face, "Talk about this kid... I can't tell. I haven't seen you for a few days, and you kid got a girlfriend?"

"Ha...?! Girl... Girlfriend... Woo... Oh... Oh!" Hinata, who had already buried her face deep in the scarf, was stunned for a while after hearing the boss's jokes that hit the point of the key. After recalling the smell, a huge amount of steam suddenly rose from her little head. She covered her face with her hands and bent down slowly, and she was almost hiding her whole body in the bottom of the wooden long table in front of her.

"Hey, uncle, don't make such jokes, okay? Look, you scared her... She just happened to meet me when I came home tonight. It seemed that I couldn't find my way home. I looked like I was still frozen outside for a long time, so I planned to bring her to the uncle to eat something to warm up, and then send her home." Looking at Hinata's shy look beside me, Naruto mistakenly thought that this child was scared by the overly enthusiastic boss because he didn't usually have much contact with strangers. He shrugged and responded helplessly, and he reached out to cover Hinata's little head as if he was coaxing the child to gently rub and soothe Hinata's little head, "Good, be good... don't be afraid, the uncle is just joking with you. He is a good person, and the ramen made by the uncle is the best in the village, very, very, very delicious! You will definitely like it!"

"...well...good..." After sensing Naruto's movements, the flush on Hinata's face became clearer. After pausing for a little, although he still did not have the courage to raise his head again, he still responded in a low voice.

"Can't find the way home? It's so late, no wonder I'm so afraid of being so scared. What a poor child... But it seems that she doesn't seem to be repulsive of you at all. Could it be that she fell in love with you? Well, you said, little guy." After turning the white dough in her hand into a slender and powerful ramen like magic, the boss threw the noodles into a large pot that rolled out and stirred and boiled them while continuing to tease Naruto.

"Looking, uncle... what are you thinking! It's just that I promised to send her home, so I trust me so much!" Looking at Uncle Ichiro, who was burning with the burning soul of gossip, Naruto's mouth twitched and retorted, but he didn't expect that the uncle in front of him had already made Hinata feel embarrassed and almost fainted. "If you have time to gossip, it's better to look at some ramen and cook it, it will get rid of it?"

"Hmm? Oh! That's right..." Uncle Yiluo instinctively lowered his head a little, and just saw the ramen that was almost made of bubbles in the boiling water rolling with bubbles. He quickly reached out and stirred it and scattered it with a filter spoon to shake off the excess water. He poured it into a large bowl with a delicious soup, spread it with a thick layer of auxiliary ingredients, and carefully placed it in front of Naruto and Hinata. "For it! I've been waiting for a long time! This is the miso ramen ordered by you two little guys, please use it slowly."

"Hmm! It smells so good! I'm moving!" Smelling the tempting fragrance of the ramen in front of me, Naruto, who was already a little unfilled due to his practice during the day, moved his index fingers. He quickly took the wooden chopsticks and opened them. When he was about to have a feast, he noticed Hinata who was also attracted by the smell of ramen and slowly raised his head from under the table. After thinking about it, he turned his head and handed it to someone with a little laugh, "You should be hungry, right? Eat while it's hot, your body will warm up after eating."

"It smells so good... well, thank you... I'm starting to move." Hinata, as the heir to the Hinata clan family, naturally had never tasted a commoner's delicacy such as ramen. She was curious about how this tempting smell was made and her belly was also croaking at the right time. She took the wooden chopsticks embarrassedly and began to taste it in small mouthfuls.

Seeing Hinata gradually adapting to the environment in the store, Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. After taking the bamboo chopsticks and breaking them apart, he devoted himself to the battle to eliminate the food in front of him.

Of course, if Hinata's eating appearance is elegant and decent, the well-educated lady... Naruto's appearance of swallowing voraciously can be said to be like a starving ghost reincarnated without any beauty. It forms a sharp contrast and also attracts more attention from diners.

"Hey, why do you look like this again... Eat slowly and eat slowly. If it is not enough, you can add it. No one will rob you, so don't choke."

"There's no way... Um... Guru... Hehe, who made the ramen made by the uncle so delicious!"

"Ahhh, you little guy, always say that... Slow down, don't choke!"

As he said, Uncle Ichiro's face did not show any disgust because of Naruto's bad eating habits. Instead, he proudly hugged his arms and nodded slightly.

You should know that there is an unwritten unspoken rule in the ramen industry. That is, the louder the diners make when eating noodles, the more they prove the diners' appreciation and recognition of the owner's craftsmanship. In other words, Naruto's rough and bold eating style is undoubtedly the best praise for Uncle Ichiro's craftsmanship!

"Speaking of this, if you promised to send her home... do you already know where her family lives?"

"Well... I already know the approximate location... Gudugudu... Ha! Hey! Delicious! A satisfying book!" While the mouth was filled with food, the noodles in Naruto's bowl disappeared quickly at an amazing level. In the end, he picked up the bowl with both hands and drank the soup and noodles into his mouth. He was satisfied and put down the bowl until the bowl was clean without any trace of residue. He patted his round belly and continued, "Next, just go to the nearby place and ask a little, you should be able to find her house soon!"

"So quickly? The last record has been broken... Every time you, a little guy, have eaten a ramen bowl, you always feel that it is cleaner than just washed." While you are joking and teasing, Uncle Yilu took out two small bowls again, put the ginger soup cooked from the stove into the bowl, and handed it to Naruto and Hinata, "Give it, this is a special gift. Drinking it will make your body warmer... Little guy, as a man, you must remember to send the child home early. It's already so late, and her family must be worried about it."

"Alas? There are gifts? Hehe, it's really good luck! I know, uncle! Thank you!" Naruto, who had long been used to Uncle Ile's special care, was not surprised. He naturally reached out to take the soup bowl, raised his head and drank the ginger soup in one go, and then reached into his arms to take out the wrinkled paper that could only barely identify the coupon, and put it on the table and handed it to Uncle Ile, "Two special coupons, thank you for the hospitality, uncle!"

"Okay, I did receive it. Welcome to come again next time!"

...

After Naruto and Hinata left after eating, the diners in the Ichiro Ramen Shop were almost gone. Just as Uncle Ichiro was looking at the Lengqing shop and wondering whether to close the store early to go home to sleep, the biting cold wind gushed up with the door curtain made Uncle Ichiro instinctively shout out.

"Welcome! What are you going to come?"

"Long time no see, well... I'm the same as before, let's have a soy sauce ramen." The visitor responded while bent his eyes and slapped the snow on the thick cloak on his body. Combined with the little fatigue contained in his eyes, it made people look dusty.

"Oh, it's you. I haven't seen each other for a while... Okay, I'll wait a moment." After the man took off his cloak, revealing his lazy face surrounding the black turban and the white hedgehog head, Uncle Yile understood and did not ask if anyone had any other requests in front of him. He started to make ramen until he threw the noodles into boiling water to cook them. He then whispered again, "Naruto's child, even if he was misunderstood and hated by the villagers, is still a good child who is willing to help others... I just invited a child who was lost and couldn't find a home to eat ramen, and promised that the child would send her home."

"...Naruto, he just came here?" Hearing Uncle Ile's words, the diners originally reached out to get the bamboo chopsticks and then trembled slightly inconspicuously, "Are you a good boy..."

"I've been waiting for a long time. This is the soy sauce ramen you ordered. Please use it slowly." While speaking, Uncle Yile had finished making the soy sauce ramen ordered by the person, put it in a large bowl and decorated it with ingredients. At the same time, he bent his eyes and smiled, raised his head to look at the person in front of him.

"If you came earlier, you could confirm it with your own eyes...I think when the child grows up, he will definitely be as outstanding as your teacher... like his father."

"What do you think? Kakashi."
Chapter completed!