The autumn wind passes through, and leaves fall into the sea.

The evening's fiery clouds dye the sky of Konoha red.

This village of ninjas, the most powerful in the ninja world, is portrayed as exceptionally tranquil.

A child with hair as pale as moonlight stands alone, eyes closed, in a simple training ground, facing six targets around him.

"Swoosh!"

He carefully recalls Uchiha Itachi's shuriken skills from his memory.

Suddenly, the white-haired child opens his eyes and raises his hands.

Between the fingers of his young hands, he already holds three sharp kunai.

Then, he leaps high from the ground!

His undeveloped body stretches as much as possible in mid-air.

The six kunai in his hand transform into streams of black light, instantly shooting toward the six targets surrounding him.

"Ding Ding!"

Two crisp crashes echo in the air.

Two of the kunai arrive first, striking the four kunai in front and creating several changing trajectories.

"Ding-deng-deng!"

In the end, all six kunai hit their targets accurately without exception!

Perfect!

For a child who appears to be only four or five years old, such shuriken skills are undeniably impressive.

"What's the point of practicing shuriken so well?"

At such a young age, he displays such exquisite shuriken skills.

However, the child sighs and sits down on the ground, wearing a look of frustration.

"No Sharingan, no Byakugan, let alone Rinnegan and Reincarnation Eye..."

"I don't even have a decent bloodline limit..."

Gazing down at his tender little hands, the child can't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

"What can I do? I'm desperate too!"

This child is five years old this year.

In this life, his name is Yakushi Yu.

He was a war orphan picked up by the ninjas of Konoha's medical team from the battlefield of the Battle of Mount Kikyo.

No parents, no name, no country.

It wasn't until he was classified as a war orphan by Konoha and entrusted to the care of Yakushi Nono, the director of Konoha Orphanage, that he received the name Yakushi Yu.

Yakushi Yu, a time traveler, knows that the world of Naruto before him is a world that places great emphasis on bloodline.

In ancient times, the bloodline of Kaguya Otsutsuki, the ancestor of chakra, and the sacred tree directly gave rise to all the abilities and ninjutsu in today's world.

Yu is well aware that in the future ninja world, everything will revolve around Sharingan, Samsara Eye, and Reincarnation Eye, powerful bloodlines capable of world-altering feats.

Tsukuyomi, Amaterasu, Kotoamatsukami, Izanagi, Susanoo, Shinra Tensei, Golden Wheel Reincarnation Blast...

Whenever he thinks about the world before him in its middle and later stages, with skills so powerful that they are unbelievable, Yu feels profoundly powerless.

"I have no bloodline limits."

"In a world where geniuses abound and there are as many cheats as there are dogs, what can I achieve?"

As he contemplates the future development of the ninja world before him, Yu increasingly feels that his future is bleak, and a bitter smile appears at the corner of his mouth.

"No, even if I had a bloodline limit..."

"If it weren't for Kaguya Otsutsuki's direct bloodline, I would, at best, be a higher-level cannon fodder..."

After all, Yu is familiar with the plot development of the Naruto world.

Without relying on the blood passed down by the Otsutsuki clan and the sacred tree, no matter how strong ordinary humans are, they can only reach the level of Kage from the five major ninja villages.

Why can Uchiha Madara look down on the world and dominate the ninja world?

Why can Senju Hashirama pacify the Warring States Period and end the era of conflict?

Why can Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke achieve seemingly endless feats?

It's all because all four of them are the reincarnations of Indra and Asura, the biological sons of Otsutsuki Hagoromo, the Sage of Six Paths, and they come with the protagonist's halo.

So, in this ninja world, no matter how talented others are and how hard they work, they cannot compete with them.

In Yu's eyes, the reality of this world is so cruel.

"Forget it, don't think about it so much."

"If I don't practice diligently without external aids, I might have perished in this war before the plot even begins."

After pondering for a while, Yu, whose mind had been consumed by negative emotions, shakes his head vigorously.

Standing up from the ground once again, the fire of fighting spirit begins to burn in his eyes.

"There is no end to the path. At worst, I'll learn from the future Guy..."

"Work hard to master the Eight Gates Formation! Even if it means burning my life, I won't become a mere extra!"

"Do you desire power?"

Just as Yu stands up and plans to continue practicing diligently, a strange voice suddenly resonates in his mind without warning.

It's both enchanting and charming, and Yu doesn't know how to describe such a voice.

But it disregards all barriers and penetrates directly into the depths of his mind and soul.

"No! I long for milk..."

Upon suddenly hearing this strange and enchanting voice, Yu almost blurts it out reflexively.

"Weird..."

"Is it because I'm too tired from practicing and experiencing hallucinations?"

But after reacting, Yu looks around warily,

Surveying the windy and desolate woods around him, Yu extends his hand and scratches the back of his head with a blank expression on his face.

Apart from himself, there's no sign of anyone nearby.

"Do you desire power?"

Just as Yu thinks he might be hallucinating,

The enchanting voice resounds once again, deep within Yu's soul.

"Who is it?!"

"Stop lurking! Come out!!"

Hearing this strange voice once more,

Several sharp shurikens suddenly appear in Yu's young hands, as if by magic, and he surveys his surroundings with a vigilant expression on his young face.

In this ninja world full of death, especially in the current era of war,

These most basic ninja skills have already become second nature to Yu, who has been practicing for a year.

"Yo, yo, yo..."

"At such a young age, you already have the posture of a ninja..."

It seems like one can see Yu's vigilant demeanor all over him at this moment.

Only the exceptionally enchanting voice continues to echo deep within Yu's soul, like a lingering ghost.

"Even though you have no external aids..."

"But you have a handsome face!"

The enchanting voice is like gentle hands caressing Yu's cheek.

Indeed, in this life, although God did not bestow upon him a powerful bloodline limit, it gave him good looks.

With hair as white as moonlight, a fair and handsome little face more delicate than a girl's, and a pair of large amber eyes resembling magnificent gems.

Even in the village of Konoha, Yu is the most popular little "shota" among the young girls and "Obasan."

However, with the soul of an older man, he often finds himself being pinched by those young girls and "Obasan," and Yu's heart almost collapses.

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