Konoha Starved My Cousin Naruto at Age 6, Not Knowing His Uzumaki Cousin Was Coming Home

“Milk is three hundred ryo for you. Pay or get out, monster.” That was the first sentence I heard anyone in Konoha say to my family. My name is Uzumaki Ren. I am an eighteen-year-old seal craftsman from the Land of Rivers, and I came to Konoha looking for one person: Uzumaki Naruto, the small blond boy nobody in the village wanted to see. He is my cousin’s son, and he has been left to survive on spoiled milk, wrong prices, and a door with a red word painted across it. I am not a ninja. I am a man who knows documents, seals, and what happens when nobody checks the numbers. With a dormant family archive waking up in my head, I start with a shopkeeper’s rigged scale and follow the paper wherever it leads: a stolen stipend, a census seal that lies, a treasury vault, and the quiet doors of a village that decided one child was a problem. 💬 Your turn: if you found a family member living like this, would you fight with seals, with lawyers, or with both? 👇 🔔 Subscribe and turn on notifications so you don’t miss the next chapter. 📖 This is an unofficial fan-made story inspired by Naruto. Naruto and all related names, places and characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, Shueisha and Studio Pierrot. Uzumaki Ren and the events of this story are original and created for entertainment. This channel is not affiliated with the official franchise.