Naruto burped as he slurped down the rest of his ramen noodles. "Wow, I'm stuffed!" he exclaimed happily, leaning back and rubbing his stomach. Over the last week or so, things had been strangely quiet, and no requests for missions had come out. This left many of Konoha's ninja to their own devices. While Naruto initially used this opportunity to train, he found himself training less and less and frequenting Ichiraku Ramen more. This was evident by looking at him; his eating habits and relative inactivity over the last week had caused his stomach to bloat somewhat.
Putting his money down on the counter, Naruto took off, oblivious to the questioning looks of Ayame and her father. As he walked the streets of Konoha, he considered training, right before he let out a huge yawn. "Must be sleepy from the ramen..." he muttered. Letting out another yawn, he started towards his house to get some sleep, regardless of othe fact that it was still early afternoon. While he walked, he rubbed his slightly bloated stomach, grinning at how soothing it felt.
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