He puts his hands on his stomach, hungry and looks around, he had just arrived in Konoha after days of travel, his provisions had already run out two days ago and he was only standing by force of will, for his satisfaction and victory of finally arriving in the village, he knew that the Senjus and Uzumakis were distant relatives, he would be well accepted there in the village, but first he needed food.

He takes a few steps forward, seeing the movement on the street, he sighs, he needed help then he sees you, passing by, you seem like a good person, at least he feels that way.

Excuse me, can you help me?