Konoha 51 years

There were people coming and going on the bustling streets, and the sounds of adults and children playing and playing, and the bustling sounds intertwined.

A yellow-haired and small figure quietly merged into the crowd, looking at all this with curiosity, because all this was novel and unknown to him.

Uzumaki Naruto

After his third birthday yesterday, Naruto, who learned to read, finally got the permission of his third generation grandfather to play and make friends in the village freely.

So he got up early in the morning and wanted to see the outside world.

"Oh, you..."

Just as Naruto stopped at a mask shop and stared at it with stars, an inappropriate voice suddenly rang out.

"It's him! The monster is coming out!"

An adult-like voice seemed to be a little scared, causing people nearby to look at Naruto along his gaze.

"It's really him, a monster!"

"Faust Star!"

"Demon Fox!"

"The incarnation of disaster!"

"Why did the third generation of adults still let him stay in the village? What if he gets crazy about eating people?"

"Turn him out and let him get out of the village!"

"Yes, get out!"

Naruto was pushed away and fell to the ground all at once, and the mask he touched was thrown to the ground.

It was like Naruto had some curse, and everyone dared not touch it.

They all surrounded Naruto and looked at him hatred.

Perhaps seeing Naruto as young as he was, the crowd changed from whispering to angry insults.

It was like a river that had been accumulated for a long time collapsed the river dam, and hatred and resentment gathered, surging endlessly, attacking Naruto.

"Everyone misunderstood, I'm not a monster."

Naruto wanted to explain.

He is not a disaster star or a monster.

This is a misunderstanding.

He is not a monster.

"I'm not a monster, my name is Naruto Uzumaki..."

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

The insults drowned out Naruto's own voice, Naruto looked confused, as if he was scared by this scene.

But why don’t everyone listen to his explanation?

Naruto clearly felt the malice and the disgusting gaze from the eyes of the adults around him.

Very uncomfortable.

Naruto felt ache. He didn't know what to do, so he had to follow his subconscious instinct and run towards his home.

Perhaps the monster's name has a strong deterrent power, and no one stops Naruto from returning home.

The crowd moved aside, as if hiding from a deadly plague.

"Hello, my name is Naruto Uzumaki. Can I play with you?"

A day has passed.

Naruto changed his target this time.

He thought.

If you are not liked by adults, then a child like you should make friends with you.

With such thoughts in mind, Naruto looked at the group of kids laughing and joking with a longing face.

"OK"

Naruto received a response and stepped forward excitedly, trying to respond to the hard-won kindness.

But soon, the adults came and saw Naruto, and did not hesitate to take their children to educate them.

After education, the children's eyes when they looked at Naruto began to contain a strong disgust.

Even the third generation grandfather gave him no money to spend.

He wanted to buy some daily necessities and food, but the store refused without hesitation and drove him out.

Just like he was launched into the mask shop yesterday.

"Why?"

Naruto was thinking about this question, but he couldn't get the answer anyway.

He was still struggling with how to explain clearly that he was not a demon fox.

Days pass by day.

Even though Naruto tried his best to prove to the adults that he was not a monster every day, the malicious intention always gathered together.

Moreover, as Naruto appears more and more frequently, the malice becomes more and more intense.

He did not change anything, but instead made those people even more hatred, resentful, and angry.

"I am Naruto Uzumaki, I am not a monster, my name is Naruto Uzumaki..."

"Damn monster, do you want to kill us!"

"Get out quickly!"

"Kill him!"

As if he had reached the limit of patience, a villager had red eyes, and a sharp handful of Koushi was held in his hand. His cold murderous intent made Naruto shrink his neck.

Naruto looked at the hideous people who rushed up like evil ghosts, retreated in fear, accidentally fell to the ground, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"I'm not a monster, I'm not a monster, I'm not a monster."

He still repeated his explanation.

“…………”

Suddenly, a colorful light that seemed to not exist in the world flashed by, and the whole world seemed to be illusory for a moment.

The almost impressed villager was startled and murmured with unknown words as he stepped back.

"Is it God..."

The others seemed to have not seen it, holding the weapons in their hands and wanting to step forward to "eliminate the demons".

The light shrank and turned into an inch-long sword, slowly sank into Naruto's eyebrows.

A trace of red light flashed in Naruto's eyes.

A stream of light green air began to appear above the mob's head, as if being pulled by inexplicable force.

"You protect Naruto and I'll stop them."

Two masked ninjas suddenly appeared in front of Naruto, one held Naruto in his arms, and the other held the weapon in his hand towards the rioting villagers.

The ninja ran away with Naruto, and a part of the light green airflow gradually dissipated with Naruto's sudden departure.

However, most of the light green airflow quickly emerged in Naruto's home.

...........

late at night

Naruto sat blankly at home, looking a little dull.

He didn't understand what happened this morning.

Do they just hate themselves so much?

So much so that when he wanted to kill himself, Naruto clearly felt the anger and bone-bone murderous intent in the eyes of the villagers who wanted to hurt him.

Are you really a monster?

Naruto thought about it again and again, but he still couldn't figure out what he had done wrong.

Even his young body cannot withstand such complicated thinking.

He lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

The whole person was huddled in the quilt, as if this could drive away the unpleasantness and avoid those malice.
To be continued...