Chapter 4
Zixu woke up early today and headed straight to a ramen shop near the academy for breakfast. The place was already packed with people, a clear sign that the food here was top-notch.
"Boss, another bowl, please!" Zixu licked his lips, gulping down the last of his broth.
The squinty-eyed old man behind the counter shot him a concerned look. "Kid, are you sure you should be eating that much...?"
After all, the red-haired boy in front of him had already devoured twenty-one bowls. The man was genuinely worried that Zixu's stomach might explode.
"Sorry, I got carried away..." Zixu chuckled awkwardly, realizing he'd gone overboard. But he had been starving, and it seemed that after integrating with Kaido's physique, his energy consumption had skyrocketed.
He patted his bloated stomach and glanced at his empty wallet. If this kept up, he'd be broke in no time. He needed to figure out a way to make money—fast.
By the time he reached the classroom and sat down, his mind was already racing with ideas about the organization he needed to form and how to recruit members.
"Dad always said, 'Use magic to fight magic, and MLM to fight MLM...'"
Then, an idea struck him.
"That old bastard Danzo even cuts funds meant for orphans like me. There must be others in Konoha who hate him too. Maybe I can use the 'Anti-Three Restoration Original Tenet' to spread the true Will of Fire and attract followers..."
This was his initial plan. Now, he just needed to find the right people to join him.