The medical ninja had reported that Naruko is fully recovered, but Hiro will have to stay a while longer.
Hiro felt numb at the thought of staying in this boring bed any longer, just boring white walls.
Fortunately, after a while, he managed to convince the medical ninja to go home with Naruko.
Now Hiro, accompanied by a silent Naruko, walks through the streets of Konoha. There are not many people, and if there were at most, they are old men or whores trying to sell themselves for a few yen. Naruko was saddened when she saw the terrible street full of crazy people, but what she liked most was that they didn't look at her in a bad way. Some even asked him for blessings.
Hiro was stunned, but it wasn't strange after all. Kurama is an immortal being created by the sage of the six paths, a legendary or a god for many in this world.
Coming out of the trance, he observed a small wall that, when you pass it, you can see some apartments older than the Hokage's grandmother, but functional. At least the first ones that are visible; the others have a certain fall of debris or do not have a door or wall.
"Well, damn," Hiro whispered unconsciously and continued talking. You know, it's better for us to live together in that apartment; it seems much better maintained than the others; it's also clean, and there are no rats or bugs to be seen. I finish saying that and look at Naruko's face to wait for the answer or at least see a reaction.
What caught my attention the most was Naruko's excited face and the huge smile adorning the girl's face.
Both entered the place to settle in, and in a timely manner, the basic things of a home were found.
With a smile Hiro lay face down on the bed and said, It's wonderful. He finished speaking and felt a slight bouncing movement; shortly after, he felt arms wrapping around him like an octopus, and he smiled internally, but he didn't want to move.
Really, everything about reincarnating, fighting, exploring, and more took its toll on him, and he never knew when he closed his eyes to fall asleep.
A long time passed, and Hiro slowly opened his eyes to see a little light from a lamp lit in the center of the room; he also heard some sounds of cooking.
He got up sleepily and looked for his glasses to put them on, but he remembered that it was not necessary to do something like that; without wasting any more time, he walked barefoot to the kitchen.
Time ago with Naruko.
Naruko stood up tensely after having a nightmare and felt warm. She opened her eyes and saw him hugging a boy tightly; she remembered that it was Hiro and got up with a smile.
He looks a little and sees the door still open. He got a little scared thinking that maybe they had broken in and hurriedly went to check things. Everything is right where it was, and that relieved her in an unprecedented way.
He didn't waste time and checked a small refrigerator; opening it, he saw various things, such as vegetables and food to make.
She felt relieved and took a couple of fish to the stove and start cooking them.
End of time ago with Naruko
Hiro saw Naruko, who had finished cooking some fish, and walked over to see two plates freshly served and ready to be eaten. He sat in the chair and waited to see what the girl would do; apparently she also sat down and smiled to start eating.
Hiro felt that the food was not bad; it is edible, and as long as he doesn't find any weirdos, everything will be fine. He is not surprised that a six-year-old girl knows how to cook. The most surprising thing would be if that girl didn't know how to do it. This is a premature world where a boy's life is twelve years, and that is if he is lucky to continue growing. Many times they end up dying on missions or from incurable diseases.
So one day passed; it flew by in a nap and at dinner. The next day Naruko dragged him to the Shinobi Academy, where, because of the Hokage, they were in the same class. Upon entering through the door, they head through some corridors to the classroom, which seems to be one of the liveliest.
Entering the classroom, he saw a dozen brats talking to those at the other table, and he felt like he was in a kindergarten. His head began to hurt in an impressive way, and he was only inside the classroom for a few seconds. He saw as Naruko finds a place a little away in a center on the left of the classroom and motions for Hiro to come closer.
Hiro, an outcast and antisocial in his own right, came over and sat next to me at the same study table.
Several boys had come to talk to them, or rather, talk to them. Naruko She was all excited and had caffeine in her blood; she couldn't stop laughing and trying to make friends with several people, but for unknown reasons she was rejected and just sat there with a dejected face and her head turned quickly.
Hiro pays attention to all the interactions of these brats so he can get an idea of what kind of people he is dealing with and not give a bad impression, although perhaps the previous Hiro had already introduced himself.
A gloomy-looking boy walking with silent steps in a way that made him want to become invisible spoke to him from behind his back.
Unknown child's voice: Your chakra changed; my insects don't like it. "It's dangerous and cold," he said monotonously and looked into the eyes of a Hiro who returned his gaze.
Hiro recognized it; a member of the Aburame clan could not be other than Shino Aburame, the son of the head of the clan.
Hiro stood up and looked closely into the eyes of this noisy boy.
Most of the brats noticed this tense aura and stopped talking to look for the source of that feeling and saw Shino and another child looking at each other.