Inside a barbecue restaurant belonging to the Akimichi clan,
Naruto devoured food like a starved wolf, shoving anything he saw into his mouth.
He cursed that his teeth were not sharp enough as he chewed each meat chunk several times before swallowing.
He is really hungry!
Whitebeard didn't take Naruto to Ichiraku Ramen but instead found a barbecue restaurant.
Whitebeard believed that Naruto needed to grow his body, especially with this intense training regimen.
How could he do that without eating meat?
He needed to eat meat and a lot of it!
At the same time, Whitebeard indulged in the Akimichi clan's secret barbecue. In his hand was a piece of meat that looked larger than a whole pig. With each bite, the sauce seeped out of the meat.
The flavors, the secret sauce, and the meat exploded on his taste buds, making Whitebeard's eyes light up.
"Gurararara! This barbecue place is interesting!" Whitebeard finished the meat in a few bites and looked at the stunned Akimichi chef.
He suddenly extended an invitation, "I happen to need a son who can cook. Are you interested in becoming My son?"
The chef, who was staring at the giant in disbelief, and completely dumbfounded upon hearing this.
He was already in his forties, and his wife had given birth to a daughter. His daughter was even a Chuunin in Konoha.
In such circumstances...
Someone was actually asking him to become their son?
Is this some kind of joke! !
"Gurararara! It seems like you're not very interested," Whitebeard observed the greenish expression on the chef's face and immediately understood his thoughts.
Whitebeard was well aware that in the grand line, he was indeed a famous figure. But in Konoha, he was only known as a "giant."
If they were out on the sea it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that out of ten thousand people, only one would have the audacity to refuse Whitebeard's invitation. This one person would be a rebellious individual, rejecting Whitebeard's offer.
This wasn't an exaggeration, the New World was a chaotic place with countless individuals living on the edge
Once Whitebeard accepted someone as his son, he would guarantee that person's safety for life, even until Whitebeard's own death.
Anyone who wanted to live a good life in the New World wouldn't refuse Whitebeard's invitation.
Even if the world's strongest individual is a pirate, as long as it helps people survive, what does it matter if they're a pirate?
Unfortunately!
Whitebeard hadn't made a name for himself in the ninja world.
This title didn't seem to work here.
"Chouji, when did your family's barbecue restaurant hang such a big banner? It wasn't there yesterday,"
a voice suddenly chimed in, sounding like a kid trying to sound mature but still having a distinctly youthful voice.
*crunch* *crunch*
Akimichi Chouji munched on potato chips as he responded, "Maybe they're running some kind of big promotion."
Just as Choji was about to enter the restaurant,
Suddenly
his arm was grabbed by Shikamaru.
In a moment of stumbling, Choji's grip on the bag of potato chips nearly sent them spilling to the ground.
He quickly clutched the bag, half-complainingly telling Shikamaru, "Shikamaru, this is my last bag of chips for the day!"
"You fool! That's not a promotion at all!"
Shikamaru, with an exasperated tone, said, "Tilt your head up a bit, that's someone's back!!" !
"Huh?" Chouji raised his head in surprise and exclaimed,
"Really!"
"It's the giant!"
Shikamaru took a deep breath, appearing both nervous and helpless. "How could I be this unlucky?"
Nobody could have expected that the giant who was the center of attention in Konoha would suddenly appear right before them.
Honestly,
Shikamaru had never seen a person this tall before.
He had come across descriptions of individuals with gigantism in books, but those individuals were at most three meters tall, and none of them had a long life.
The giant in front of them was definitely not a gigantism patient, because his height far exceeded four meters. Even if he sat on the ground, one could estimate his height to be no less than six meters.
How surprising!
"Shikamaru, there's a person with golden hair over there!" Chouji, who noticed this while Shikamaru was engrossed in eating, exclaimed.
Looking at the pieces of barbecue meat displayed in front of Naruto and Whitebeard,
Choji felt that his potato chips no longer tasted good.
His eyes were fixed on the barbecue, and he couldn't stop drooling.
"Isn't that Uzumaki Naruto?" Shikamaru pondered for a moment. "I remember... some of the adults in our clan mentioned him."
"Hey!," Chouji, don't go over there!" Shikamaru suddenly realized that Chouji had broken free from his grip, was enticed by the barbecue, and was heading straight for the barbecue restaurant.
"This..." Shikamaru had a headache. "Is this guy's brain made of barbecue? He's such a bother!"
He gritted his teeth and followed Chouji.
Compared to Whitebeard's massive size, the two kids looked like two tiny mice passing by.
Whitebeard briefly glanced at them.
He had initially wanted to ignore the two kids, but Akimichi Chouji held out the remaining half of his bag of potato chips to Whitebeard, staring at the mountain of barbecue in front of him, and his mouth watered uncontrollably. He said, "Can I trade this bag of potato chips for some barbecue?
Even though I've eaten half of it, it's... uh... still good."
Before Choji could finish his sentence, Shikamaru, who had rushed over and was now dragging Chouji away, covered his mouth.
Being the focus of Whitebeard's gaze put immense pressure on Shikamaru.
He forced a smile and said, "Sorry, my friend isn't thinking clearly right now. We've disturbed your meal. Please just ignore us, we'll leave right away."
Shikamaru struggled to pull Chouji out.
It wasn't an easy task, and he was quite tired.
At this moment, Whitebeard noticed that Naruto was absentmindedly playing with his barbecue while gazing at the two kids.
Whitebeard could see Naruto's loneliness, the longing for friendship that he couldn't hide. He chuckled and asked,
"Do you want to play with those kids?"
Naruto hastily shook his head, feeling down. "The kids in the village don't want to play with me."
Seeing Naruto's expression,
Whitebeard's judgment of the Third Hokage dropped to the bottom of the abyss. If it weren't for the inaction of that Hokage, how could his foolish son have no friends at all?
"Pops, I'm full," Naruto said with a bit less appetite.
"Gurararara!" Whitebeard laughed heartily. "Don't worry, my foolish son! When your old man adopts a few more silly kids, you'll have enough friends"
"Really?!" Naruto's eyes lit up.
"Gurararara!" "Of course!" When Did I lie to you?" Whitebeard ruffled Naruto's hair.
'Huh???'
"Hey! You haven't paid!"
The chef at the barbecue restaurant was dumbfounded. Were this strange "father and son" really leaving without paying?
"Let that dog pay!" Whitebeard said without even turning back.
"A dog?" The chef really looked around for a moment
and spotted a dog at the entrance of the shop.
"No, how can a dog pay..."
Bang!
Before the sentence could even finish, a small dog at the shop's entrance suddenly emitted a puff of smoke, revealing Kakashi's figure.
"I've been found out, huh?"
Kakashi looked at Whitebeard's back. "Is the Transformation Jutsu useless for him?"
He took out his wallet to pay.
Kakashi had no psychological burden, and he didn't mind using his own money.
After all, he could get reimbursed later.
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On the other side,
Shikamaru, who was trying to drag Chouji away to avoid trouble, suddenly found himself shrouded in a shadow. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his face bore an expression of resignation.
"Gurararara! You two kids, my son needs a playmate, and I think you two are quite suitable!" Whitebeard exclaimed.
Shikamaru: "..."
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