Chapter 103 It's lively outside but it has nothing to do with me
"Husband, is this the newspaper you ordered?"
The young husband was a little confused: "No, I canceled the subscription after the child was born."
"Could it be the wrong delivery?"
"Maybe the newsboy made a mistake." The husband picked up the newspaper on the ground and prepared to go back and ask the newsboy.
A newspaper cost little to him.
But for those newspaper boys, if they deliver the wrong copy, it will be uncomfortable for a long time.
Looking at the bold title, my husband became interested.
'I'll just take a look!'
As the husband thought this, his attention was gradually attracted by the words above.
When the wife saw her husband staring at the newspaper intently, she rolled her eyes and took his hand to go to the store.
As the reading progress increased, the young husband felt an anger rising in his chest.
He couldn't wait to read to the end of the article.
He now wants to know who stole his wealth!
'So, who is the despicable person who stole our wealth? I think it is...'
The husband quickly turned to the back and didn't see the answer.
"What a piece of shit newspaper, I don't know who wrote it on the street, but it actually whets the readers' appetite at this time!"
He was so angry that he looked at the top of the newspaper to see which newspaper it was.
If possible, he would like to send cordial greetings to this newspaper.
A strange name came into view——
"Konoha Daily"
'Is "Konoha Daily News" a newly established newspaper?'
Unknowingly, I walked to the store.
Just as he was about to put down the newspaper, my husband suddenly heard the comments of his colleagues.
"Do you know the Konoha Daily News?"
"Why, did you also receive this newspaper today?"
"It seems that 80% of the time it is the new newspaper that wants to open up the market."
"But the article written above is so annoying. If the content above is true, who do you think stole our wealth?"
"It's hard to say, it can't be the Third Hokage."
Everyone burst into laughter and the air was filled with joy.
The young husband recalled what was in the newspaper, and an answer that made his hair stand on end ran through his mind for no apparent reason.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"What's impossible?"
When the wife heard her husband muttering to himself, she turned around and found that his face was ugly, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and she asked with concern:
"Are you feeling unwell?"
The husband forced out an ugly smile: "It's okay, let's get to work."
The two of them got busy, but the question always lingered in his mind.
'Who exactly stole our wealth?'
The literacy rate in Konoha is very high. In this era when television was not yet popular, newspapers were also one of the main forms of entertainment for people.
Even the farmers who are working hard in the fields have learned about this with the selfless help of some "good Samaritans".
Gradually, a trend is forming.
...
Kakashi sat on a chair after not sleeping well all night, looking at the newspaper he received last night, and finally knew what the information Qianye told him was.
'However, if there is no actual data to support it, once everyone knows that the founder of this newspaper is the Uchiha clan, I am afraid it will trigger an even stronger backlash.'
Qianye was very kind to him, so Kakashi couldn't pretend not to see anything.
He was going to explain the seriousness of this problem to Qianye.
The anxious Kakashi ignored breakfast and ran directly towards the Hokage Building.
...
Hokage Building.
Qianye looked at the rising sun and was in a good mood.
Yesterday, most of the informants placed by the daimyo in Konoha, under the gaze of pairs of sharingan eyes, adhered to the principle of voluntariness and sent back a large amount of negative information about him to the daimyo.
This information can temporarily stabilize the daimyo for a period of time.
In a few days, Qianye will be able to go to the capital of the Land of Fire again and present Uchiha specialties to the Daimyo.
The specialty is nicknamed 'Loyalty!'
'After everyone has finished lunch, the delivery of the second newspaper can begin.'
While thinking, a boy with short blond hair, pure blue eyes, three beard-like textures on each side of his cheeks, and wearing white short-sleeves was sent in.
After seeing Qianye, Naruto took two steps back, his blue eyes a little nervous.
"Who are you? How come you are sitting in the position of the third generation grandfather?"
The day before yesterday, he was staying at home, lying on the window sill and looking at the bustling pedestrians below.
It was busy outside, but it had nothing to do with him.
As a result, several masked ninjas suddenly appeared in the house, claiming to be ninjas under the Third Hokage's command, and were ordered to come to protect him.
Then Naruto saw Sasuke's father also appear, and then he lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he found himself in a quiet courtyard.
There was a red and white fan pattern painted on the wall, and he recognized the pattern.
That stinky bastard in class has such a mark on his clothes.
However, he still liked staying in that courtyard.
If there is no contact, there will be no injury.
Then, Naruto was secretly escorted to the Hokage Building.
"My name is Uchiha Chiya, I am the leader of the Uchiha clan and the fifth generation Hokage of Konoha."
The Kyuubi sealed in Naruto couldn't help but stand up and grinned.
Although he is very, very unhappy with the bastards of the Uchiha clan.
However, he also had no favorable impression of Tori Konoha.
Therefore, after hearing that Uchiha became the Fifth Hokage of Konoha, Kyuubi couldn't help but feel happy.
"The Fifth Generation..." Naruto's child hole enlarged: "Hokage?!"
"What about the third-generation grandfather?"
Qianye said lightly: "Dead."
When Naruto heard these words, his heart felt as if he had been hit by a bullet. Unspeakable grief instantly enveloped his young heart, and tears fell uncontrollably.
For Naruto, the third generation who was kind and caring to him was the only person in the village who didn't hate him.
Just like...one's own relatives.
Therefore, when he calls Sandai, he always calls him "Grandpa Sandai".
Because this is his inner vision.
Now, his only relative is gone.
He has to go back to the past again and be...alone again.
"How did the third generation grandfather die?" Naruto lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his voice was hoarse.
The sunlight shining in from the window filled the room, except where Naruto was standing.
It was cold and gloomy there.
Naruto was on the verge of losing control of his emotions, and the Nine-Tails chakra in his body began to boil.
‘Opportunity!’ Kyuubi grinned down to his teeth: ‘That’s it, kid, that’s it!
’
Qianye walked up to Naruto, knelt down, put his hands on his shoulders, and opened his scarlet Sharingan silently.
The magatama quickly twisted and changed, forming a black four-cornered dart.
"Mangekyo Sharingan!
"
Kyuubi looked at Qianye's indifferent eyes, the smile froze on his face, and the boiling chakra instantly cooled down.
He was threatened, threatened by a... brat from the Uchiha clan!