(T/N: There’s a whole Chapter about food in Chinese style, so if you hate it, skip it and I wanted to say that if you don’t like cooking, but you see cooking in the text, just skip so parts of the Chapter, you don’t have to read sothing you don’t like.)
Noon—lunchti.
Renya had brought a bento in advance and didn’t go ho for lunch.
There were quite a few people like him...
Training was already exhausting—who still had the energy to go ho and eat?
"Renya-kun, what’s this?"
Nara Motoha was completely fixated on the glossy, plump braised atball inside Renya’s bento.
The surface of the braised atball was coated in a tempting sauce, and just looking at it could make anyone’s appetite soar.
Nara Motoha unconsciously swallowed, staring longingly at the atball.
Renya saw this and imdiately knew what this guy was thinking.
"I’ll let you try one."
"Really? Thanks, Renya-kun!" Nara Motoha was overjoyed. He took the braised atball Renya handed over and ate it with a rice ball.
The soft, tender braised atball, the fragrant sauce, and the ordinary rice ball collided on his tongue. Nara Motoha’s cheeks puffed out with delight, and he squinted in satisfaction, mumbling,
"So delicious! I love it!"
Clearly, he was a foodie.
He didn’t have many other hobbies—just loved good food and sleeping.
Renya gave a faint smile. "I’m glad you like it."
Having soone genuinely appreciate his cooking made him quite happy.
Their little scene caught the attention of the people around them.
Everyone’s gaze simultaneously fell on the braised atball.
Looking at the enticing braised atball, then down at their own bland bentos, they instantly lost interest in their own als.
"Danzo, I want so!" Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at his friend.
They were the closest to Renya and could clearly sll the aroma wafting from the braised atball.
"Hiruzen, have you no dignity?" Shimura Danzo scolded with a scowl, but his gulping Adam’s apple betrayed him.
Truthfully, he wanted to eat too, but couldn’t bring himself to do sothing so embarrassing.
Especially after the previous conflict he had with Uchiha Renya.
If he ran over like an eager puppy, how would the others see him?
Unless he didn’t want to survive in Konoha anymore.
Sarutobi Hiruzen watched as Renya kept putting braised atballs into his mouth. The delicious atballs were disappearing fast—he knew he couldn’t just sit there any longer.
He stepped toward Renya.
Seeing this, Shimura Danzo panicked. "Hiruzen, what are you doing? Get back here!"
But Sarutobi Hiruzen ignored his friend’s cry.
Right now, he just wanted to taste the braised atball.
"Damn, that guy gave in to temptation!" Shimura Danzo’s face darkened as he watched silently.
He hadn’t expected Hiruzen to be conquered by re food. How embarrassing.
"Renya-kun, try my tempura!" Sarutobi Hiruzen said cheerfully, handing over his bento.
Renya was surprised by Hiruzen’s move but quickly noticed that his gaze was fixed on the last lbraised atball.
He imdiately understood—he was eyeing the atball.
"Hiruzen, thank you."
Renya picked up a piece of tempura and put it in his mouth.
The taste was decent. After so many braised atballs, it was a nice change of flavor.
Seeing Renya eat it, Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled.
"Renya-kun, what is this?"
He pointed at the braised atball, looking curious.
"This is a braised braised atball I made. Not bad, right? Want to try one?" Renya asked.
"Can I?"
"Of course."
With Renya’s permission, Sarutobi Hiruzen quickly picked up the braised atball and placed it into his own bento.
"Renya-kun, thanks so much for sharing your food."
After expressing his thanks, Sarutobi Hiruzen turned and jogged back to his friend.
"Danzo, look!" Sarutobi Hiruzen waved the braised atball in front of Danzo’s face, his eyes filled with unrestrained smugness.
Shimura Danzo pretended to be napping, but slowly opened his eyes at the sound.
Feigning curiosity, he asked, "What’s that?"
"Hehe, Renya-kun said it’s called a braised atball," Sarutobi Hiruzen replied happily.
"Let see." Shimura Danzo leaned closer to the braised atball.
At this mont, Sarutobi Hiruzen was still unaware of the looming danger, and kept on talking about how he got the last braised atball.
Shimura Danzo looked at the braised atball just inches away and smiled slyly.
"Hiruzen, you’re too naïve!"
With that, he suddenly opened his mouth wide.
Sarutobi Hiruzen was startled and tried to pull back, but it was too late...
Danzo had already shoved the braised atball into his mouth.
Sarutobi Hiruzen stared in shock, eyes wide, still holding the pose of offering the atball. His face was filled with disbelief. It took him several seconds to react before yelling in fury:
"Danzo, you beast!"
And Shimura Danzo? His cheeks puffed out as he chewed, speaking with a full mouth,
"Tastes great, actually!"
Seeing this, Sarutobi Hiruzen’s eyes bulged with rage and turned bloodshot.
If he were from the Uchiha clan, his Sharingan would’ve awakened right there.
"Danzo, you bastard!"
That braised atball was hard-earned!
Danzo had gone too far!
...
Renya had just finished eating and was lazily leaning against a tree, preparing to enjoy a nice nap.
Suddenly, he heard a noisy commotion nearby.
"What’s going on?"
With a puzzled look, Renya followed the noise—and was stunned.
He saw Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo wrestling with each other.
Renya: "???"
Weren’t those two best buddies?
Why were they fighting?
"Danzo, give back my braised atball!"
"What? You’re really hitting ?!"
Hearing their argunt, Renya finally understood and was a bit speechless.
Who would’ve thought a braised atball could cause this much trouble?
"Danzo really is sothing else..."
No wonder he beca the ’Shadow’—he’d been showing his dark side since childhood, scheming even against his closest friend.
"Stop fighting, you two!"
One of the students tried to intervene, but the two were so fired up they accidentally beat him up too.
Seeing this, the rest imdiately gave up on trying to break it up.
From that day on, Class A developed an unspoken rule—never try to break up a fight.
...
The commotion soon drew the attention of Senju Takuzen.
"All of you, stop this at once!"
At the sound of the horoom teacher’s voice, the bruised duo instantly froze.
Senju Takuzen’s face darkened.
"Who gave you permission to fight?"
The two lowered their heads and said nothing.
They knew their teacher was angry now—it was best to stay silent...
Seeing their silence, Senju Takuzen swept his eyes across the crowd and sneered:
"Since you all love fighting so much, we’ll have live combat training this afternoon. Knock yourselves out!"
Renya: "..."
Everyone in Class A: "..."
They hadn’t expected that just watching the fight would get them caught in the crossfire.
At once, everyone turned to glare resentfully at the two culprits.
It was clear that Shimura Danzo and Sarutobi Hiruzen had earned everyone’s wrath.
"This is your fault!" Shimura Danzo muttered.
"If you hadn’t stolen my braised atball, would I have hit you?!" Sarutobi Hiruzen was nearly fuming with rage.
That bastard Danzo even dared to shift the bla!
Sarutobi Hiruzen clenched his fists, making up his mind:
During this afternoon’s combat training, he was going to beat Danzo to a pulp!
(T/N: I don’t like such Chapters myself, I removed so parts to make it look a little better, but the whole Chapter is about this, I can’t do anything)
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