A/N: This one-shot here is an experimental plot for my future original work which you can find in Wattpad and Fictionpress.

Please I only ask you guys what you think about this idea here. Don't mind the grammar, focus on the idea as a whole. Thank you.

Today's the day of age of ceremony for a new batch of people. This age of ceremony is an occasion where some newly debuted adults go to the temple for the checking of one's skill set or a job done by a local priest.

Let me clarify what I said, it's kinda like checking one's elemental identities..you know the purpose of getting a job in this world.

I am not really interested in this because as someone from 'unknown birth', I believe my true worth might be too much for them.

I'm not afraid though. I only wanted to live peacefully in peace and helping people.

Peace..I like what it is.

I am Naruto Namikaze, by the way. I am your typica- Crap! My hood's blown off by the wind.

"Psst. Do you know who the cutie there?"

"No idea, but I heard there's someone from.."

Yeah, your typical shota that can make all ladies swoon just by looking at me first glance. Having a fox ears from my being a kitsune youkai does not help me at all. They just wanted to touch my ears. Sometimes, I do not know whether to be amused or not.

My older brother figure Hatake Kakashi and my godfather, the damn pervert Jiraiya always told me I looked like my late father's duplicate which in fact is true only added with fox ears which I got from my youkai heritage.

These two perverts, they both trained me when I was a child.

To this day, I still look like 13 years old appearance wise wherein fact I'm 15 years old.

And speak of the glorious ramen, they're here now for our rendezvous spot that is to say a statue of glorified figure in this village where people usually pass by.

We're at the village square by the way.

"Hey Naruto! I see the gods have given you a blessing once again~" a joyful voice of grinning Jiraiya greeted me with Kakashi as usual reading non Icha-Icha book this time beside him.

Ugh, this pervert. As much I love and respect him, why can't he keep his mouth shut?

I am surrounded by ladies wanting to touch my ears and tails already!

Please let there be a distraction!

"OI WHERE ARE YOU GOING SIR, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO – GAH!"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT IT, JUST GIVE ME THE FOOD!"

Did that guy just use threatened the baker in front of us?

Looking at the now serious pair, I nod my head in agreement.

With our weapons drawn, we rushed towards the direction.