"It's very delicious!"
Aoba sat there for an entire day. Now that Ramen Ichiraku's noodle house was about to close, he knew that the person he was waiting for would not arrive.
"Then why don't you eat it?"
Teuchi's tone became somewhat unhappy. He was very confident in the noodles he had personally cooked, and he said it was delicious, but all the noodles were in a lump. This was simply a humiliation to him.
What's more.
He was the one who treated this person to a large meal.
Preposterous!
Teuchi's expression turned ugly. If there was no reasonable explanation. He would not forgive Aoba!
"I was too tired today and wanted to regulate my breathing before eating. Now that I have regulated my breathing, I am going to eat!"
Aoba immediately clapped his hands together, making a gesture of prayer.
After that, Aoba quickly picked up his chopsticks.
With a few quick moves, he directly swallowed that lump of dough.
"This is so good!"
Aoba's eyes lit up as if he had just eaten something delicious. His expression revealed a sense of longing.
"Ah... so good... so good and delicious..."
The corners of Teuchi's mouth twitched slightly, and he had been completely fooled by Aoba.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to be angry or happy.
However, he made a decision that he won't treat Aoba again in the future.
...
After Aoba finished eating, the Ramen Ichiraku Noodle House had closed its shop.
He walked alone on the street illuminated by the dim yellow street lights, walking towards the direction of Anbu's dormitory.
Perhaps other people would be afraid of this kind of night road, but for Aoba, who had spent half a year in Konohagakure Intelligence Division, it could be said to be a very bright road.
After returning to the dormitory, Aoba directly fell asleep.
He was not joking. This half a day of training was indeed very tiring!
...
On the second day of the holiday.
Aoba got up early and ran into the small forest. Then, he summoned his shadow clone and began to engage in an intense multi-human training activity.
It was close to dinner time that Aoba came to Ramen Ichiraku's noodle house again.
"Give me a set meal."
Aoba's faint voice echoed in Ramen Ichiraku's noodle house, and then he sat directly in the corner of the bench.
"Okay~"
Teuchi replied instinctively. Just as he was about to start kneading the dough, his gaze focused on Aoba's face.
"It's you!"
When Teuchi saw Aoba, he immediately stopped what he was doing.
"Yes, it's me."
Aoba nodded.
"Are you also tired today?"
Teuchi pursed his lips and asked.
"Tired"
Aoba said.
"Are you going to regulate your breathing first?"
Teuchi asked tentatively.
"Yes"
Aoba answered seriously.
"Then I'll cook noodles for you after you regulate your breath. Tell me when you think it's okay."
As a professional ramen chef, Teuchi cannot accept the already lumpy ramen for the customers to eat in the store.
"Thank you."
Aoba said indifferently. After that, he did not speak, and he had an aura of a stranger not allowed to disturb him.
"Remember to tell me."
Teuchi reminded him one last time and stopped talking to Aoba.
After a while, it was the peak of dinner time for Ramen Ichiraku's noodle house.
People came and went, and the atmosphere was noisy.
As the noodles were continuously cooked, the air was filled with the fragrance of noodle soup.
As time went on.
It was time to close the shop again.
Teuchi put his hands on his waist and stared at Aoba. He hesitated for a moment and could not help but ask.
"Do you... still want to eat?"
Teuchi vaguely felt that this youth had come to the noodle house for something else.
However, he had no evidence and could only suspect.
"Eat."
Aoba sat there silently for the entire night. Knowing that there would be no more guests, he said, "I'm okay now."
"Okay."
Teuchi began to quickly cook the last bowl of noodles before closing the shop.
Soon, steaming hot noodles were cooked.
Then, Teuchi added a few side dishes, and an ordinary set meal was presented in front of Aoba.
"I'm going to eat now."
After Aoba made a prior ceremony, he immediately finished all the noodles in front of him as fast as he could.
"It's good!"
Aoba praised Ramen Ichiraku very much and then left under Teuchi's surprised gaze.
...
In the next four days.
Aoba repeated the same thing.
During the day, he and his shadow clone were having an intense exercise in the small forest.
At night, he sat in the corner of Ramen Ichiraku's noodle house and waited for the shop to close before letting Teuchi cook for him.
After the initial confusion, Teuchi was already used to Aoba's actions, so he did not ask any more questions.
...
It was the seventh day of the holiday and also the last day of Aoba's vacation.
After a day of training, Aoba came to Ramen Ichiraku's noodle shop again.
"Give me a set meal."
Aoba instructed indifferently and then sat down in the corner.
"Understood."
Teuchi said this without any action.
He had already tacitly accepted Aoba's words as leave a set meal.
He would eat that set meal when it was closing time.
He would not eat it now. Because he would regulate his breath for now...
Gradually.
It was just like the scene from before.
People came and went.
After the noise, it was quiet.
It was getting late.
It was almost closing again.
"It seems that I can only use Plan B."
Aoba thought silently in his heart. He was a cautious person and would never let himself gamble on everything, and he would always leave a way out for himself.
However, right at this moment, a voice came from outside Ramen Ichiraku's noodle house.
"Brother Teuchi, give me two bowls of noodles. The usual!"
The voice came in first, followed by a series of detailed footsteps.
Aoba's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Okay!"
Teuchi immediately agreed. He knew that it was an old customer through the sound, and his hands began to move.
"I'm finished regulating my breath."
Aoba's low voice rang out, clearly entering Teuchi's ears.
"Eh?"
Teuchi couldn't believe his ears. Don't you have to regulate your breathing until closing in the past few days?
"You can give it to me to eat."
Aoba said seriously.
"Okay... okay..."
Teuchi was puzzled, but he did not hesitate to prepare three portions.
At this time, Ramen Ichiraku's curtain was pulled open.
A yellow-haired teenager ran in first, followed by a red-haired girl.
After entering the Ramen Ichiraku Noodle House, the yellow-haired teenager looked around and focused on the black-clothed teenager in the corner.
"Aoba!"
A smile instantly appeared on the yellow-haired youth's face as if he had seen an old friend. He directly walked towards Aoba.
After hearing the voice, Aoba slowly turned his head. His face was slightly pale, and his drooping eyelids looked extremely tired.
"Minato, it's you! What a coincidence!"
Aoba's weak voice came out, giving people an extremely weak feeling.