Naruto, grinning at the steaming bowl before him, clasped his hands together. "Itadakimasu!" With that, he grabbed his chopsticks, split them apart, and began digging into the ramen. Teuchi and Ayame watched, surprised: even after having Naruto as a regular at Ichiraku's for several years, it still amazed them how much he loved their ramen.
Naruto-clad in civilian clothes consisting of his regular orange pants and black shirt bearing Konoha's symbol-had just returned from a particularly grueling mission, and upon returning, had learned that he had a few days off. Ecstatic, he had grabbed his wallet (bulging with money earned from various minor missions and odd jobs) and run straight to Ichiraku's, ordering the biggest bowl of ramen they had.
Swallowing his current mouthful and licking his lips, Naruto beamed at the duo. "Wow, the ramen's really good today! Thanks, old man!"
Laughing, Teuchi rubbed the back of his head. "Ah, it's nothing, Naruto; anything for our best customer!"
Smiling and laughing in return, Naruto returned to his ramen, eagerly slurping up the noodles, broth, meat, and vegetables. Oh, this was good...too good to have just one bowl!
In spite of the fact that there was over half of the bowl left, Naruto raised his hand and yelled, "Oi! Old man! Another extra-large bowl of miso ramen, please!"
Teuchi, having long gotten used to this sort of thing, simply nodded and went about preparing Naruto's next bowl.
Naruto licked his lips, grinning to himself. It wouldn't be just that one bowl, though; today...today he was gonna go buck-wild!