Ichiraku Ramen, a ramen stall.

Yamato saw off Naruto Uzumaki, who had downed three large bowls of miso ramen and was now walking unsteadily.

Silently, he took out his monthly living expenses and handed them to Miss Ayame. After giving her a look that it was a small allowance for Naruto's living expenses, he smiled slightly and then instantly left the noodle stall.

When Changpu realized she couldn't stop him, she chased after him for a long distance, but because she didn't know where Lin Nian lived, she had to give up in the end.

"Father, this is the money Xiao Nian paid for Naruto's meals, but now that he's run away, what should we do?"

Ayame, dressed as a little cook, frowned slightly as she looked at the banknotes in her hand. After all, she quite liked the polite, sweet-talking blue-haired little guy who occasionally came to their shop, as well as the equally polite Naruto Uzumaki.

Yi Le glanced at the banknotes in her daughter's hand, smiled, and put them away. Then, she took out a wooden sign that she had prepared beforehand from a corner of the stall.

“Every time Xiao Nian comes to our place to eat ramen, he always gives us extra portions. I’ve asked him why before, but he didn’t really say. But now I know why.”

As he spoke, he hung the wooden sign on the stall cart, and the sign read:

"Miso ramen is half price for children under ten years old."

"Changpu, you may have to wait a few more years for your father's noodle shop to reopen."

"Really, Father! So we have to work even harder! Otherwise, what will I do if I can't get married in the future?"

Seeing her father's actions and understanding what he was doing, Ayame smiled sweetly.

Of course, it's still impossible to avoid acting cute and affectionate with one's father.

Lin Nian, who was silently watching all this through the Blue Silver Grass, also had a warm smile on her lips.

"Maybe it was this little bit of kindness that prevented Naruto from becoming Menma Namikaze? But Ayame-san is quite pretty, and she's a little cook, so maybe I should give it a try?"

With random thoughts swirling in her mind, Lin Nian, silently escorted by several members of the Anbu, found a ninja tool shop called Tenten Ninja Tools and quietly went inside.

"Young master, do you need some training kunai? Would you like me to recommend some?"

The middle-aged man who was minding the shop didn't say anything or show any intention to drive Lin Nian away after she entered. He simply squatted down slightly to be at eye level with Lin Nian and used his hand to guide her gaze to a place where kunai and shuriken were displayed.

"Uncle, do you have chakra metal here?"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened slightly at the words spoken in a low voice. After a moment of contemplation, his tone became more serious and composed as he asked the question.

“Young Master, chakra metal is very expensive, and it’s usually something only Jonin would use. Even if we had it, we couldn’t sell it to you unless you could provide something in return.”

The middle-aged man looked at the blue-haired child, who was only six or seven years old, with an unusually serious expression. After all, it was impossible for anyone who didn't know about chakra metal to be a member of a ninja clan, so being honest was the best way to cooperate with the ninja clan.

Feeling respected, Lin Nian didn't say much, but simply looked at someone else and called out.

"Could someone come to protect my brother or sister? I need some chakra metal, and I need you to issue a certificate."

As he spoke, he took out the living expenses he carried with him from the system space and shook them.

In an instant, a purple-haired female ninja appeared beside Lin Nian, squatted down, looked at him, and asked.

"Do you really need chakra metal?"

"right!"

"use?"

"Craft ninja tools."

"motivation?"

After a process resembling an interrogation, the purple-haired female operative smoothly presented the purchase certificate to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, having obtained the certificate and Lin Nian's 200,000 taels of silver, did not hesitate or doubt at all. He went directly to the storeroom and took out a small piece of chakra metal.

"Young sir, because of the preciousness of chakra metal, although our store can offer you the biggest discount, your money is only enough to buy this much chakra metal."

"Of course, because chakra metal is so precious, our shop can also take care of forging ninja tools for you free of charge using the chakra metal purchased from our shop. And the amount is just enough to forge a short blade suitable for your future use. May I ask?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man looked at the purple-haired female ANBU member, but at this moment, the purple-haired female ANBU member silently retreated a distance, truly returning the home ground to Lin Nian once again.

Upon seeing the middle-aged man's gaze upon her once again, Lin Nian silently took out the weapon design blueprints from her bosom and handed them to him.

"So delicate, like a willow leaf, is it a hidden weapon?"

"Yes."

"If that's the case, after deducting some fire consumption, a total of eight can be forged! May I ask?"

"Okay, thank you. But I wonder how long it will take to make these?"

"You can pick up the goods in seven days!"

"Alright, I'll leave the silver here."

After agreeing on everything and depositing all his money with the shopkeeper, Lin Nian walked out of the shop and thanked the purple-haired female ANBU. After all, if it weren't for the proof she provided, which should be the highest level, he wouldn't have been able to buy so much with his limited funds, and he could even have ninja tools made for free.

"Thank you so much, sister."

"No need, it's just a mission."

Watching the purple-haired female ANBU disappear in a flash, Lin Nian, who had some guesses about her identity, didn't say anything and turned to walk towards her home.

Halfway there, Yamato, who had been taking Naruto home, came over, scratched his head, and thought for a moment before speaking.

"If you need chakra metal to make ninja tools, just tell me. What are you going to do when you need them in an emergency if you spend all your money like this?"

As he spoke, he vigorously rubbed Lin Nian's head, and with a touch of tenderness, he pulled out about a third of his savings from over the years from his pocket, then forcefully stuffed it into Lin Nian's arms.

"Brother Yamato..."

"Shut up, kid. Keep this money safe! Honestly, it seems you've been too focused on missions all these years! You haven't even thought about what you need now?"

"However, the next two years will be my peak period for work, so I might have to wait a long time to spend with you. Please take good care of yourself, okay?"

"Um."

He nodded slightly.

"Make more friends at the Ninja Academy, don't stay alone like you are now. But you're not allowed to drink when I'm not around, understand?"

"Um…"