A second ago, I was playing on my phone in bed at home.
The next second, a Universiade truck rushed over and knocked me straight from the second floor to another world.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in the world of Naruto, with no strength to bind a chicken, no ninjutsu, and no physical skills.
Others who traveled through time were either saviors or bosses. I traveled through time... And could only cook.
So——
I relied on a bowl of egg fried rice to stabilize the defecting boss.
Conquer the whole village of children with one pot of oden.
Relying on a bowl of hot soup to warm a crying shadow-level powerhouse.
What does it have to do with me if the ninja world fights?
I just want to open a small restaurant quietly.
As for the Universiade car that caused the accident...
You'd better pray you don't run into me again.
Note: The protagonist has an inner monologue, most of what appears in the article are jokes, and there are very few hell jokes.
Purpose: No matter where you are, work hard
