Konoha: Start with omniscience and omnipotence

Chapter 30 [030] Orphanage
In the summer of Konoha 39 after the Second Ninja World War, the whole village exuded a vigorous vitality as if it had recovered from the long winter.

Whether it is business exchanges, mission delivery, village expansion, all kinds of things are developing at a very fast speed.

The feeling of depression caused by being under the cloud of war for a long time made everyone in the whole village enjoy it to their heart's content. Few people would notice a little change on the street during this rapid change.

In an alley at a slightly remote corner of Konoha Avenue, a shop listed as 'Aida Suisan Co., Ltd.' opened silently.

However, passers-by only noticed that someone was carrying freezers and large refrigerators inside, but they didn't open the door very much, so no one noticed any problems with this store.

Even the more careful residents living nearby only noticed that heavy goods were transported into this shop every afternoon, and then sent to various places in the morning, without knowing what they were doing.

Therefore, many people recruited investigators from Anbu to investigate, but most of them just went in and came out quickly.

After a few times, no one paid any attention to this little thing.

"Hey! Get out of the way!"

"Idiot Terai, you're the one who eats the most every time you're so skinny!"

"That's right, get out of the way! Let's go first!"

The little boy who was called "Terai" by the other older children looked about four or five years old. He was thinner than his peers, and his skin was unhealthy pale. His bangs covered his eyebrows and eyes. He kept his head down all the time, and was constantly being pushed and pushed.

A submissive look.

After a while, Terai, who was always silent while holding a large iron rice bowl in his slender arms, was gradually pushed to the end of the line by those older children
From the beginning to the end, he didn't dare to say a word.

However, Aunt Shengcai, who was at the front of the line, was just lazily shaking her spoon. She clearly ignored the little ones yelling at each other—at such an age, she would have done anything more malicious than this It's commonplace, let alone the trivial things of children?

She is just a rice cooker, and she only needs tens of thousands of taels of bank notes for a month, so what is there to care about?
The team in the adoption compound was sparse, and the children who were already at the age where people hated dogs were even more noisy, which was annoying to death.

"Bang, bang, bang."

At the end, Terai held the iron rice bowl that was almost as big as his head, raised his head slightly, held it with his thin arms, and stretched it forward.

As a result, what was poured into the rice bowl was only the last half spoonful of porridge and pickles, which could barely cover the bottom of the bowl.

"Okay, no more! Go away!"

The fat aunt waved the spoon violently, as if trying to repel flies.

Terai was startled when he heard the words, raised his head in a daze, bit his dry lips slightly, and mustered up his courage: "...can, can also take the vegetable juice from the bottom."

"I said no more!"

"Why do children eat so much?"

The aunt who was in charge of the spoon was even more irritable, she didn't even bother to look at him, and walked towards the back kitchen with the bucket.

After finishing the work here, she has to go to the next point to help the cook.

Terai stood there in a daze, looking at the little porridge at the bottom of the rice bowl, his eyes were a little dazed.

The older children standing in the distance laughed and showed mocking expressions.

Even though they don't have a lot of food in their rice bowls, it's always a pleasure to see someone worse than yourself, isn't it?
Terai did not speak, squatting on the ground with the bowl in his hand, sipping porridge in small sips.

After a while, I drank it all up.

After washing the dishes, he found a corner in the room, curled up there motionless, and stared out the window in a daze.

He had had a good time too.

Terai's parents are both ninjas, and his father is a jounin in Konoha Village.

It's just that Dad suddenly disappeared one day, and Mom, who was a medical ninja, died on the battlefield due to overwork.

Only later did he hear from adults that his father seemed to have defected on the battlefield.

Therefore, the adults took away all the things in his house, and after some interrogation, they threw him into the adoption home the day before yesterday.

Life for orphans is hard.

Because there are too many orphans produced by war.

Although there is no need to work, the allocation given by Konoha is very limited. All children only have one meal a day, which is cheap porridge and pickles.

In fact, this kind of life is already much better than that of homeless children.

At least they still have a regular meal every day.

However, Terai was a little different from an early age.

He is born with a large appetite, and he has been able to eat more than adults since he was very young.

When he was at home, because the family conditions were good, his food and drink were never short, so he never knew what it was like to be hungry.

Until, he was thrown into an adoption home.

'Very hungry.'

Feeling the burning sensation coming from his stomach, Terai hugged his legs tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to press that feeling into his body.

There was a sour taste in the teeth.

Just when he was so hungry that he was even a little dizzy, he suddenly heard a burst of warm exclamations from outside.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear 'there is meat! ',' is fish. ' or something like that.

Terai, who originally thought that he would not be able to hold on any longer, suddenly had an almost green light in his eyes, and ran out of the house crawling and rolling.

Then, he saw a group of ninja-samas wearing red and white fan uniforms but bearing [Aida Fisheries Co., Ltd.] cards coming in from outside, dragging neatly arranged lunch boxes in a carriage.

Just by smelling that vague smell, Terai seemed to be able to hear the sound of saliva secreting from his own mouth, and his throat kept moving.

How long has it been since you smelled meat?

"Everyone, line up! Quiet!"

"Which team is lined up first, and which team is the first to give out, each person is given a quota! No one is allowed to grab!"

It has to be said that for these children who have experienced the war years, the name 'Ninja' is extremely deterrent.

Even though the leading ninja-sama seemed quite friendly, most of the children who had seen ninja killing scenes were silent.

After a while, the children lined up neatly according to the order.

Terai was also in the team.

His stomach felt as if it was going to burn, but he still managed to bear it, waiting for the rations to be distributed to them.

However, the line of more than a dozen people seemed extremely long at this moment. Terai waited quietly for a long time, and finally saw the cooked meat packed in a bento being put into his hands by Mr. Ninja.

Just smelling that familiar smell, he could hardly hold back the tears from the corners of his lips.

"thanks, thanks."

Terai didn't know what to say, but just nodded vigorously.

However, just as he walked to the side and was about to start eating, he was surrounded by those older children again.

"I told you that an idiot like you doesn't need to eat so much, but you don't know how to hand it over to us? Terai!"

The big fat kid at the head spoke in a low voice, reaching out to snatch the lunch box from him.

"Snapped!"

A long branch hit him mercilessly.

The strength of the ninja was not blown out. The child's delicate skin burst open almost instantly, and a shrill cry rang out in his ears.

Terai's whole body was tense, and he raised his head blankly.

Then, he saw the ninja-sama who gave him the bento just now, standing quietly by the side, holding a branch in his hand.

He said softly, "Everyone only has one copy."

When the group of children yelled and dispersed, he continued to turn his head and comforted in a low voice: "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

".Yes!"

Only this time, Terai answered with an unusually decisive voice, chewing quickly, but tears were all over his face at some point.

"Thank you."

"Open your mouth, ah."

"Ah~"

Under the guidance of the doctor, the kid Terai who stood in front of the table opened his mouth, and didn't close it until the doctor looked around with a small flashlight.

The doctor began to write and draw in a small notebook.

Terai stood obediently by the side and waited, sneaking a glance at the booklet in the doctor's hand.

The doctor flipped through the notebook in his hand and muttered in a low voice:

"In just such a short time, has the overall performance directly increased by 25%?"

"Just, um...?"

"What is this special energy trace?"

"What did you say?"

Terai looked up at him strangely.

"fine."

As he said that, he saw the doctor put a slightly special bracelet on Terai's wrist and locked it with a key, and told him kindly: "Child Terai, when you go to cook, give this bracelet to me. They see, you can get a whole piece of meat to eat."

"Don't give it to others, but have enough to eat."

"If someone snatches it, remember to tell the ninja adults who delivered the food."

"Understand?"

"Yes! Thank you."

Terai nodded his thanks very seriously.

While speaking, he silently glanced at the word 'Aida' marked on the doctor's desk.

Then, silently remember it in my heart.

Similar things are still happening in private orphanages around Konoha.

Aida Suisan's business scope is also slowly expanding.

After the war, the situation in the world seems to have calmed down, but the remnants of the sufferings ravaged by the war still remain in this land, existing or dying in the form of life.

Only when some people are fighting, can they have a chance to eat leftovers and survive in the world.

But at least you can eat it.

The whole process was flat and even a bit boring, which is probably the case with traditional and simple business practices.

However, it is also the most critical first step.

(End of this chapter)