This was Naruto’s first real conversation with the Nine-Tails.
He never expected that a brief exchange like this would be enough to convince Kurama.
There was plenty of time ahead.
He could take things slowly.
Besides, he’d only revealed a tiny portion of what he knew, stopping before exposing anything truly shocking.
Little by little.
He would gradually shape Kurama into….ahem….someone who recognized his sincerity.
Some people might ask.
Knowing that the Nine-Tails had also been responsible for Minato and Kushina’s deaths, could Naruto really let go of that hatred?
There were several reasons.
First, although he had accepted Minato and Kushina as his parents in this world, the truth was that there had never been enough time to build an emotional bond between them.
Of course.
That wasn’t the main reason.
He had already decided that one day he would avenge them.
Whether it was Obito or Madara.
They could both wait as Naruto had said before, those two Uchihas were the real masterminds.
Kurama had merely been a weapon.
Both times he attacked Konoha, he had been under the Sharingan’s control.
That much was undeniable.
The moment Obito extracted Kurama from Kushina.
He had already enslaved him with the Sharingan.
It was Obito who wanted to destroy Konoha.
Naruto genuinely couldn’t understand it.
Why did that idiot insist on wiping out the village?
Was he mentally unstable?
More importantly.
Naruto needed Kurama’s power.
Even though Ashura’s chakra had already awakened within him.
And every aspect of his physical abilities was rapidly improving.
Who would ever complain about having too much power?
Especially when that power belonged to the Nine-Tails.
Even half of Kurama’s strength far surpassed any other Tailed Beast.
In fact half of Kurama might very well be stronger than all the other Tailed Beasts combined.
Ridiculous.
At least in the original story, Naruto, after achieving Perfect Nine-Tails Jinchūriki Mode, had kicked away the combined Tailed Beast Bombs of seven Tailed Beasts by himself.
That alone spoke volumes.
So he absolutely intended to obtain Kurama’s power.
Besides, Kurama had to remain inside him anyway.
Otherwise Naruto would die.
There wasn’t much else to discuss.
Even someone as powerful as the Sage of Six Paths had died after voluntarily removing the Ten-Tails from his body and having his brother seal it inside the moon.
Removing a Tailed Beast from its host was fatal.
No matter how one looked at it.
Naruto’s decision was the most rational one.
He had planned it all from the beginning.
Kurama We’ve got plenty of time.
Having made up his mind, Naruto stopped bothering Kurama and let the fox continue resting inside his body.
Naruto himself, however, had no intention of sitting idle.
He had no interest in being glared at and hated for no reason.
Instead, he walked into the living room and began his usual daily training.
He started with several sets of push-ups.
After three years of relentless practice.
He could now perform one thousand standard push-ups per set.
Then another five hundred one-handed push-ups for each arm.
Absurd?
A three-year-old capable of that?
As always.
Ashura’s chakra had bestowed incredible benefits upon him.
At only three years old, he already possessed the strength of an ordinary eighteen-year-old.
His combat ability even rivaled that of a fifteen-year-old ninja.
The only difference his body still weighed as much as that of a three-year-old.
Following his usual routine, Naruto completed several sets of push-ups before standing again.
He continued strengthening his body.
Squats.
Frog jumps.
Moving around the room nonstop.
By now he had already grown accustomed to life in this world.
When he had first transmigrated.
Everything had felt strange.
There were no smartphones.
No games.
Nothing familiar.
He didn’t even have anyone to talk to.
Apart from training.
There was almost nothing else he could do.
Still once he’d pushed through those difficult early days and turned exercise into a habit.
It simply became part of everyday life.
After finishing his squats and frog jumps.
Naruto knocked out another one thousand five hundred sit-ups.
At the moment those were essentially all the exercises available to him.
Simple.
Convenient.
He wanted to start running too.
Unfortunately, circumstances hadn’t allowed it before.
But now that would soon change.
“It’s just that I don’t feel like running around the village.They hate seeing me and honestly.”
“I don’t feel like talking to them either.”
Naruto snorted.
He guessed the rumors about him had already spread throughout the village.
So he’d already decided.
For the next few days, he’d stay home as much as possible and avoid unnecessary trouble.
Fortunately he had already stocked up on food.
If he ate carefully, he wouldn’t need to go shopping again for at least a week.
Oddly enough.
Despite training this intensely.
His appetite hadn’t increased at all.
And now that Kurama had begun waking up.
The Nine-Tails’ chakra would gradually start strengthening him as well.
Chakra itself supplied a certain amount of energy to the body.
That was one of the reasons his physique was improving so rapidly.
“I should also start increasing the difficulty of my training.”
“For example wearing sandbags while running and I should begin practicing chakra control.”
“I still don’t fully understand the theory behind chakra.”
“But as long as my body learns how to use it through experience.”
“That’s good enough.”
Those kinds of theoretical lessons weren’t something an orphan like him could access.
But that didn’t matter.
He had already been using chakra for years.
Ever since awakening his sensory ability.
He had gradually learned how to manipulate chakra instinctively.
He simply lacked formal knowledge.
Maybe he would become the type of player who skipped the tutorial and figured everything out on his own.
He had no choice.
There was no way he was going to wait until entering the Ninja Academy before starting his training.
That would already be too late.
Having long ago decided to leave Konoha.
Naruto had even considered using the Uchiha Massacre as the perfect opportunity to escape.
He intended to be fully prepared before that day arrived.
He was definitely leaving.
If this place refused to accept him.
Then he’d simply find somewhere else to live.
There was no point staying where he wasn’t welcome.
Once he finally finished his training.
The sky had already begun to darken.
Evening was approaching.
Naruto headed into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Although today was his very first day living outside Konoha Hospital after three years.
In his previous life, he’d lived alone.
Cooking a few simple home-style dishes wasn’t difficult.
He might not know Japanese cuisine.
But ingredients were still ingredients.
He could simply cook the dishes he was familiar with.
Since this world also ate rice.
He started a pot of rice.
Then quickly stir-fried some eggs.
Just like that.
Dinner was ready.
Fortunately, all the basic kitchen equipment had already been provided.
After finishing his meal.
He squeezed in another short round of exercise.
Then he washed away the sweat in the bathroom.
Wrapped in nothing but a towel.
Naruto climbed into bed.
He was finally ready to call it a day.
“At last I’m finally out of Konoha Hospital.”
“From now on I can finally begin training properly.”