Four guns went off. Naruto had taken two steps forward and kicked the pistol upwards with his feet before he caught it with his other hand and rained bullets on Quavo moving forward.
Quavo mirrored Naruto till Naruto was in close proximity with a gun pointed at the left side of his face. Naruto had already discarded one when it ran out of ammo. Quavo had a gun at Naruto's right eye and another at his stomach.
"I won this round, Hombre," He said.
Naruto looked from Quavo's eyes down to his stomach.
"You think so?"He asked.
Using speeds greater than a human eye could follow, Naruto slapped the gun at his stomach and Quavo took that opportunity to land a kick on Naruto's stomach. The force of the kick pushed Naruto back four feet.
Bang!
A cut appeared on Naruto's face.
A hole appeared in Quavo's favorite hat.
Naruto kicked the other gun away with his right leg and back kicked Quavo in the stomach with the other leg while in the air. They both engaged in a brief bout of taijutsu with Naruto smacking him around till they were out of sight.
Quavo smashed into a wall before skidding to suicide. "Fighting him in close combat is suicide." Quavo deduced early.
"You're strong, boy. No more kiddies gloves." The blue guns pulsated a deep, dark aura as they levitated.
"Balance..." He began loving the horrified look on Naruto's face.
"Fuck me!" Naruto blurred out of sight and reappeared in front of Quavo with a Chakra enhanced fist reared back.
"...Brea-ack" Naruto socked him in the jaw sending him crashing out of the wall and into two buildings. Both guns disappeared and Naruto took a deep breath.
"That would have been troublesome" He sighed, dusting an imaginary dirt off his shirt. "Now, where's my cart?" He turned around to go find it.
"Put your hand where I can see them!" A man in his late twenties, in a white shirt with a black butterfly pattern and red pants with a mop of pale blonde hair and purple eyes pointed a normal pistol at Naruto.
"Hey, I'm just a customer!" Naruto shouted with a raised fist.
"Get down on your knees!" The man yelled at Naruto.
Naruto straightened himself and placed both hands on his waist and asked. "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm detective John from Kuoh Police Department." The detective fished out a pair of handcuffs from his back pocket and at the same time flashed a badge at Naruto.
Naruto sighed as he went down on his knees, his hands on his head. "Should have raised my hands when he told me to."
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"So, what you're telling me is 'you' single handedly defeated a group of criminals and fended off the leader of The Spix Cry group?" John didn't find it hard to believe. He just didn't believe a single ounce of what the eccentric man was saying.
"That's the gist of it. I'm awesome aren't I?" Naruto asked with a sense of pride in his accomplishment.
The last Uzumaki sat with his legs crossed shaking impatiently as he scanned the police station with his handcuffed hands on his legs. His eyes landed on Martha who was telling her brother everything she saw with great enthusiasm.
"...And that's when you came in." She finished.
"OK. I'm gonna ask you some basic questions, Naruto-san" John said with professionalism.
"Fire away," Naruto said with his trademark bored face.
"Name?"
"Naruto."
"Full name?"
"Naruto El Ramen"
John glanced up from his computer screen giving the blonde a flat stare.
"What? I like ramen topping. In fact, I love ramen topping." Naruto said, staring at John's purple orbs.
"Get serious Naruto-san." He said with a straight face.
"Fine. Killjoy," Naruto mumbled under his breath. "Name's Naruto. Naruto Uzumaki."
"Naruto Uzumaki."He said typing his name in.
"Age?"
Nothing in the world could have prepared John for Naruto's answer.
"Infinity." He answered with a dead serious look on his face.
"Naruto-san!" John raised his voice.
Naruto seemed like the irresponsible rude type that didn't give a shit about anything and the type to get under peoples skin for their own amusement to John and that care-free attitude was grating on his nerves.
"But onii-chan, he saved my life and a whole lot of people in the store." Martha tried to defend Naruto, something he didn't care about at the moment. He saved those people including his baby sister so can't they just call it a day and let him go home?
"Martha, yes he did but I still need to question him and write down his statement. This is all due process and just because he's a hero doesn't mean he should be disrespectful."
"Touche." Naruto said. He really enjoyed toying with the cop.
"Naruto-san, I'll ask again, How old are you?"
"I'm Nineteen."
"Nineteen?"He asked again, a bit surprised.
Naruto glanced sideways with a disinterested look.
"Occupation?"
"Nin-"Naruto held his tongue deciding he's played with the pig enough, Not that he was playing this time around anyways.
"Teacher. Class 3-B homeroom teacher actually. Kuoh academy in case you were wondering."
Kuoh Academy. Those two words cemented Naruto's fate. You see, Martha loved Kuoh Academy but unfortunately they couldn't afford it. They were both orphaned at a young age so they worked hard for everything they possessed today.
"You"re a teacher? B-b-but but you're so young" John stuttered.
"Kuoh Academy?! Wow, you're so cool, Sensei!" Martha beamed.
Naruto raised an eyebrow at Martha staring at the plaster on her cheeks. Must have been from that knife wound earlier."Sensei? I'm sure I've never seen your face in school."
An embarrassed blush stained Martha's cheeks. "I've always wanted to enroll in Kuoh Academy, it's my dream school but we can't afford it yet." She said dejectedly.
"Wow. I would have loved to help you but a pig that shall not be named ruined my mood earlier today." Naruto replied with a board smile.
Of course John understood the cryptic message but Martha on the other hand seemed oblivious as she tried to wrap her head around it.
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