The starlight scattered into pieces of broken glass, and the crescent moon looked like a shuriken that had just been wiped clean of blood.
What do you think? My analogy is very ninja, right? Of course, I'm not a ninja. No, no. I'm not a novelist either.
I'm just a noodle maker. When I was a child, I lived with my parents in a relatively rich small town and opened a noodle restaurant. When everyone in my family died, I followed my fleeing companions to a village where ninjas gathered. Well, it was Konoha. In that crazy and chaotic era, this kind of violent group's jurisdiction was relatively safe.
Unfortunately, not long after, some of my companions died, and some died as ninjas, but I continued to open my ramen restaurant. Ninjas were also willing to occasionally improve their lives, right? They needed a ramen maker like me. Especially, I came here specifically to sell ramen to ninjas. I didn't know anything else except for making ramen, but I wanted to live, so how could a half-grown child like me survive? In a chaotic era.
The farmers were killed, the land was wasted, the merchants were killed and robbed, and the civilians in the city were also killed. Who would still come and eat my ramen?
Those high-ranking nobles who lived well didn't have the habit of eating shabby little things like ramen. So, the only people I could sell my ramen to were ninjas. Except for those who bought their lives with money, only ninjas who exchanged their lives for money could afford to eat luxurious ramen.
Although I really hate those guys who made it impossible for me to go home, I can still smell the stench of blood from two streets away. But other than trying to make better ramen, what else can I do ….
What, do you think I'm trying to do by writing so much?
No, no, I'm not writing a novel, and definitely not a memoir. I'm not that white-haired Jiraiya wearing clogs. Don't treat the censorship department as if they don't exist, okay? I'm now considered a citizen of Konoha. This is a military fortress, and even a child can memorize the "Confidentiality Regulations". I'm just a little bored. Since there's no one in the restaurant, I'm just casually scribbling on the account book.
What? You're asking me why I don't just close the restaurant and go home to look at the stars with my daughter?
I want to, but I'm waiting for someone.
There was a regular customer who would come to eat noodles on this day every year, but that guy was busy now. It was said that he was so busy that he didn't even have a fixed meal time, so who knew when he would suddenly open the door and come in? After all, he was a regular customer. If he didn't treat him well, his reputation would be ruined. As for whether he would really come or not, that really had nothing to do with me.
In any case, in the next one or two years, it would come and go.
A few years ago, he still brought his son here to eat … Well, as he said, he was just getting busier and busier, so he asked his subordinates to help him bring out. Really, it was definitely not because he was tired of eating my noodles.
But with such a perfunctory attitude … how could he be at ease?
She clearly didn't like it from the start.
I can still vaguely remember that a long time ago, when I was still a very young man, I had just seen the goddess in my life. However, my goddess didn't seem to have seen me yet.
At that time, the regular customer was basically a child, thin and small, if it wasn't for his golden hair, he would have looked like one of my companions who had never been promoted to Chunin.
As for the first time he entered my door? That was quite difficult. He was dragged around by another regular customer, who was a true fanatic of my ramen. And the result? That kid couldn't resist at all. Of course, young girls who only had eyes for delicious ramen developed earlier than boys who were born in an era of food shortages. Also, Konoha was full of violent Nin.
But I do like that violent little girl. At that time, I promised the blonde with my manhood that the girl next to him would definitely be a beautiful girl with an excellent figure and face. You see, later it turned out that I wasn't wrong. Unfortunately, this little girl had a head of long red hair. It was red, like blood that had seeped into the soil and couldn't be cleaned. However, the blonde one actually said that it was very beautiful. At that time, I knew that this guy was mentally tough and would have a great career in the future. In this chaotic world, someone who could eat my noodles without any impurities while admiring the color of blood without batting an eyelid was either a madman or a fool … More likely, he was both a madman and a fool …
In short, other than blonde hair, I didn't like anything about boys. Other than red hair, I liked everything about girls! At that time, I thought that if someone had a girl's face and blonde hair, they would definitely be the perfect idol. Later, I secretly complained to my goddess about this wish. At that time, she was completely my wife. She looked at the boy and girl who were secretly holding hands and running around in front of my house. She directly said to me that it would happen sooner or later.
What do you mean sooner or later? My dear wife, don't tell me that they will have a blonde girl in the future! Hey, they are indeed childhood sweethearts, but are they really suitable for each other? Are they getting married? Hey, it's obvious that the girl is strong and the guy is weak, okay? My wife, I really don't have any male chauvinist tendencies, really! Don't hit him, that's not a rolling pin in your hand, it's a frying pan, okay!
— — It's the two of them who have an obvious imbalance in terms of their appetite!
That's right, a chef can forget a lot of things, but remembering whether or not a customer ate well is a professional ethics. I can prove that the boy didn't eat well since he was young — — he couldn't even finish a bowl of noodles. And that crazy female fan of mine could only vent her anger after eating three big shots every time. But it was a good thing that she could eat, otherwise the boy would definitely be kicked out by me. No matter how powerful a ninja is, it's shameful to waste food! Seriously, he actually let a woman eat his leftovers. No wonder he was always called a sissy when the young couple argued! Serves him right!
However, that boy was quite pitiful, he didn't even argue with his little girlfriend once. It's not good for a boy to be too quiet, didn't I already remind him? Or does he only know how to giggle and can't say anything nice? Even if he was misunderstood, he should at least explain! What do you mean Kina won't do? Won't run away with someone else or won't misunderstand you! Idiot, women have to be taken down quickly, even if it's a female ninja! Oh right, that slender and elegant girl is called Kina. Wife, please don't misunderstand, I've never casually asked for a girl's name. I only found out because Watergate called Kina Kina all day long. Alright, that annoying blonde boy is called Watergate — — what a silly name — — could it be that it's not his real name, but a ninja codename?
It doesn't matter, I don't want to know. I'm just a small businessman who relies on ninjas for a living, I really don't want to have anything to do with those scary guys. As for chatting? You can see that we have a good chat — — it's just greeting people and seeing them off …
Also, you know, there will always be times when you don't take good care of yourself when doing business. I need someone like that, alright, to cover — — This annoying boy seems to be very respected — — he seems to have a good relationship with people since he was young — — of course he's likable with his silly smile every day — — If I expand my store in the future, I'll definitely hire someone like him!
Anyway, he's always been taken care of by me, so it's not too much to repay him a little.
In the beginning, the two of them couldn't even afford a bowl of noodles — — What do you mean we're just kids, two bowls is enough ~ Blonde brat ~ Don't try to pick up girls if you don't have enough money ~ — — No matter how little you eat, you're still a boy. If it wasn't for me, the kind boss, filling your bowls to the brim, why would you still endure — — sooner or later, you'll have to come to my store to act cute as a waiter, and you'll have to see if I accept you!
And then?
As if they were really afraid that I'd ask them to be my waiter, they didn't appear for a long time — — It's normal for ninjas to run around the world. Of course, I don't need to be reminded, I know that there's a war ahead. But I'm not worried at all, there are plenty of people who leave and don't come back, you just have to get used to it. Anyway, I'm pretty safe in Konoha. Instead of worrying about the problem of decreasing the number of regular customers, it's better to take advantage of the time to consolidate the new customers. In this precarious era, the most important thing is to earn a dowry for my daughter in advance.
Speaking of my daughter, my daughter is really good — — she's a strong and good child — — unlike those ninjas who sneak to the memorial tablet every night to cry …
But one day, such a strong and good child still scared Kina and Watergate to tears — — Look at them, if they don't want to come, they don't want to come, but when they come, they wait until people are asleep before coming to eat noodles — — Annoying, that's why I hate ninjas, they pollute the air with the smell of blood.
Kina still ordered three bowls as usual, but Watergate didn't even order a single bowl. Hey, even if it's already closed and there's no one here, isn't it a little too shameless to take up a seat and not order?
In the end, little Kina was the most sensible — — What Kina, this is a ramen shop, why would you order hot soup noodles? More soup, more noodles, and more noodles? Fine, fine, your little boyfriend must eat longevity noodles for his birthday every year, what does that have to do with me? If his stomach isn't feeling well, then don't eat my ramen, which is hard to digest, okay? Fine, fine. Seeing that you guys only give me trouble on this one day every year, I'll make it for you …
That's right, that's the day I found out that Kina still married that bastard Watergate — — That brat really got off too easy.
But … Kina, are you kidding? That unreliable guy will soon become our new leader — — Heavens, Konoha's future is hopeless — — Hey, you're already married, so don't be so violent, okay? Kina, don't learn from my wife — — That's not a frying pan in your hand, it's a door, a door — — Four Generations, control your wife — — Don't hold your stomach and giggle while hugging my daughter!!!
And then …
That's what happened, a man got a woman pregnant …
The two of them still came to my shop to eat noodles, but a married woman is indeed different from a little girl.
Kina, don't go too far ~ Having a child is something worth celebrating ~ But if you want me to give you a free meal — — Impossible, absolutely impossible! I still need to save up for my daughter's dowry! What do you mean by giving you a free meal? Wait until he's born!
No, no, you heard wrong, I didn't say that, absolutely — — I'm not talking about a free meal — — I'm talking about a coupon, a lot of coupons ~ Fine, fine, at most, I won't set any restrictions.
That's stingy, isn't Kina? Your husband's salary isn't so low that he can't even raise a child, right? Hey, if you're going to be a mother soon, you should restrain yourself a little — — If it's a boy, it's fine if he's like you, but if it's a girl, it's better to be quiet like your husband, so it's easier to get married. Look at my daughter …
By the way, have you given the child a name? Hey, Naruto can't do it either, the pronunciation is the same … — — What if it's a girl — — You two unreliable parents, don't just randomly give the child the name of ingredients, there's a Naruto Scroll in each of my ramen — — You two make me feel like I'm cooking a child every day — — Hey, Kina, you disgusted me first … — — Do you want to vomit … — — Don't vomit in the shop, even if there are no customers — — Four Generations, don't hug your wife and giggle … — — Hurry up and clean the floor, bastard!!
Really, the two of you always like to cause trouble for others.
Sigh … — — Kina, I promised you, I gave a lot of coupons to your son, he loves my ramen as much as you do, exploding like love charms, three big bowls every time, and his appetite is unbelievably good ~ — — Also.
Every year on Watergate's birthday, I make longevity noodles for him, and I've always done it — — I don't even dare to put out the fire for a day because of this customer. I'm also afraid that he'll be busy and send someone to buy takeout — — You know, his subordinates and he don't like to talk, so I made all the noodles today with only one strand, it's so time-consuming and energy-consuming — — If he still can't eat it, then don't blame me!
So, don't talk nonsense in front of my wife!
My daughter and I are doing very well.
But I don't know if that guy is doing well, I'm just a ramen maker … — —
What does that kind of big shot have to do with me?
It's more important to go to sleep, who knows … — — Tomorrow, there won't be a red-haired girl knocking on my door and fiercely asking me to cook a bowl of tasteless hot noodles for her hungry little boyfriend who has a stomachache?
A bowl of longevity noodles is waiting … — —
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