I made a wish to my great-great-great-grandfather: to live out my days in Naruto. My great-great-great-grandfather was incredibly kind; he gave me an invincible scratch-off lottery shop. My name is Wu Di, and I am invincible.

In Konoha, there is a restaurant that all ninjas flock to.

What? Kakashi actually threw away the intimacy paradise and ran to the restaurant in the early morning to line up?

What? Three generations of Hokage-sama missed work again, just to go to that restaurant to order ramen?

What? Orochimaru actually came, just to steal the teacher to learn how to cook?

Facing the many influential figures in front of the store, Yang Ming just looked up at the sky calmly: “Sorry, the store is closed today, I want to be a beautiful man quietly.”