Of the three of them, Hinata's modifier was the highest. I dunno if she has a crush on 'Naruto' or not, but if I had to choose based on pure numbers and looks, then she would definitely be the final answer. Dressed in a purple hoodie, she had a personality similar to that of a canon. Our eyes met briefly, and she looked away; the blush that colored her face answered my earlier question.
Purple hair framed her face, her pure white eyes hidden behind a shy look. Even her hoodie did well in emphasizing her busty figure, and she managed to achieve that effect in the most low-key way. Even underneath her hoodie, a black bodysuit could be seen, which was a drastic contrast to the ample cleavage Ino flaunted.
While Hinata clearly was gifted in the chest department, Sakura clearly had a fat ass that drew my attention. She was leaning over to whisper something to Ino, giving me a nice view of her slim body, her tiny waist, and huge childbearing hips that completed the package. White cloth skintight leggings adorned her hefty things, further emphasizing her unique sex appeal.
She was a lot flatter than Ino and Hinata, barely a B or C cup at best, but her skin-tight top that ended just underneath her budding breasts, exposing her toned stomach and navel, did well to add to her looks. Aside from these three, two other girls stood out, but by the way, Narumi was glaring at me, I decided to skip checking them out.
'Ino's got a well-balanced figure, Hinata's busty as fuck, while Sakura's got a weighted ass. Ino's sultry and open, Sakura's an enigma of both being forward and reclusive at the same time, while Hinata's just shy and has a more withdrawn personality...'
"Since you are using my body as an eye feast, shouldn't you repay me?" Ino questioned as she leaned into me. My elbow firmly pressed into her cleavage.
"I'm not interested in dating..." I denied the opening straight away. Seeing she was beginning to pout, I looked out of the window again and started going through the list of commands one after another. A window appeared in front of me as soon as I thought 'Skills', but the rest of the keywords didn't get a response.
'So no inventory and quests, all I have is access to survive is a way to upgrade my attributes and skills.' I mused as I looked at the rather limited number of basic skills that I had access to.
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[Skills]
[Active:]
[Leaf Sticking Exercise Lv-7 {46/350}]
[Clone Jutsu Lv-3 {71/150}]
[Substitution Jutsu Lv-10 {Max}]
[Transformation Jutsu Lv-10 {Max}]
[Passive:]
[Handseals Lv-3 {0/150}]
[Beginner Konoha Style Taijutsu Lv-3 {123/150}]
[Beginner Uzumaki Style Taijutsu Lv-8 {213/400}]
[ShurikenJutsu Lv-9 {318/450}]
[Mind's Eye of the Kagura lv-1 {3/50}]
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My eyes drifted across the screen. Other than the last passive skill, the rest of my status was a bit mundane. I had no way actually to compare with anyone, but considering that 'Naruto' of this timeline was tied for Rookie of the Year with Satsuki, I should be comparable.
The Naruto world I was familiar with had children capable of taking on Jonins, so being so low-leveled at 18 years old felt a little uncomfortable. At least I wasn't without support, though I still needed to attempt to use these skills actively to get a feel for it. My thoughts were interrupted as I sensed someone with a larger chakra signature than the rest of the class opening the door.
The horizontal scar running through his nose made it easy to recognize Iruka, the middle-aged man who walked into the classroom as the mumbles died down. I watched as Iruka surveyed the class with narrowed eyes, his eyes lingering somewhere behind me before he coughed to gather attention.
"As many of you know, today marks the beginning of the last month before you graduate. We have already covered most of the syllabus, so instead, we'll focus on the practical section of the exam. Everybody has already successfully performed the three basic jutsu once, so today we will revise the Transformation Jutsu." A collective groan erupted from the class, which was immediately silenced by Iruka slamming his hand down on the table.
"Inuzuka Kiba..." The words lingered in the air for a while as the sound of a chair scraping onto the floor came from somewhere behind me. I turned around to look at Kiba, with Akamaru on top of his head, heading down to the front of the class. His every step labored to convey his reluctance as he slowly flew through the hand signs before being engulfed in a puff of smoke.
'Dog → Boar → Ram'
I thought, instantly recognizing the signs. I was pretty confident that if I wanted, I could replicate the jutsu easily. The smoke cleared, and an almost perfect replica of Iruka sensei stood beside him. The bored look on his face did give it away that he wasn't Iruka, along with the yipping dog on his head.
The class erupted into chuckles at Kiba's look as he suddenly stumbled, his transformation breaking as he rushed back to his seat with his tongue out, seemingly teasing Iruka sensei. I could see Iruka's chakra throb as he gritted his teeth and called out, "Uzumaki Narumi..."
A hushed silence filled the classroom as almost everyone turned to look at my twin. From the looks on most boys' faces, she was an aspect of most people's fantasies. I don't blame them. While Ino was quite busty, she lost when compared to Narumi, her twin peaks were loosely hidden behind a fishnet orange top, her jacket chair hung loose giving a window to enjoy a perfect valley.
Her blue jacket hung loosely on her frame as she walked, and heavy orange pants made her stand apart as her hair, braided into twin ponytails, bobbed all the way, matching the jiggle of her enormous boobs. The whisker marks on her face gave a final exotic touch to her otherwise innocent face. My eyes went up, and I noticed the modifier assigned to her.
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[Uzumaki Narumi]
[7]
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AN: Update the schedule to 1 chapter every two days.
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