Chapter 53: The Nightmarish Boy
[New options generated!]
[Host, choose one of the following options:]
[-> Option one: "I agree. In fact, I want a reassuring drink every day."]
[-> Option two: "I refuse. I have no interest in old women over thirty, no matter how big their... assets are."]
[-> Option three: "Let's skip the nonsense. Just let me have some fun first, and then I'll consider your proposal."]
Damn it!
I felt my whole body freeze, my mouth twitching uncontrollably. Finally, I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and said, "I... I agree. Actually, I want a reassuring drink every day."
Crack.
In an instant, I heard the sound of a fist clenching. My body instinctively dodged to the right.
Boom!
A loud explosion echoed through the tent as dust and debris filled the air.
I sat on the ground, dazed, staring at the massive crater beside me and swallowing hard.
"Still want that drink?" Tsunade looked down at me with a cold gaze.
[Congratulations, host!]
[You have completed the option and received the reward: an increase of twenty days in all abilities and an additional year to the Dragon Clan's growth cycle.]
Ignoring the system's annoying notification, my pupils contracted, and I mechanically shook my head.
"Starting tomorrow, I will conduct special training for you. If I'm not satisfied, you know the consequences," Tsunade said with a cold laugh before turning to leave.
…
Time flew by like a fleeting shadow.
Two months later, in the southwest direction of the River Country's border.
Swish, swish, swish.
A group of men wearing sand ninja headbands and gray-brown vests moved swiftly through the dense forest. They moved like shadows, barely discernible.
"Captain Junfu," said a tall, thin sand ninja, glancing ahead. "Five more kilometers, and we'll reach our southern outpost."
"Very good," replied Junfu, a middle-aged man with a dignified demeanor, wearing a white windbreaker hat. "As long as we deliver the message, this mission will be complete."
"Ah, after days of rushing, I really want to take a nice bath."
"Exactly... this message delivery mission is so exhausting and boring."
"I thought we'd encounter a Konoha ambush and have a bloodbath. What a letdown! There's not a hint of legendary drama."
"You have quite the imagination. Stop being a ninja and consider becoming a novelist."
"Hahaha..."
Laughter echoed among the group, providing a welcome distraction from the monotonous journey.
However, the next moment, a loud bang abruptly shattered their merriment.
Flames shot into the sky!
A swirling pillar of fire surged towards them like a tornado.
Enemy attack!
This thought raced through the minds of all the sand ninjas. Junfu, the leader, reacted swiftly, shouting, "Quick, scatter!"
Swish, swish, swish.
The sand ninjas scattered like startled birds. The fire pillar crashed into the tree they had just vacated, splitting it in half.
Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, a white shadow suddenly flashed through their midst. The sand ninja who had been complaining about not getting to fight was instantly decapitated, his head rolling to the ground.
The white shadow then came into view.
It was a boy, clearly not yet ten years old, wearing a Konoha headband. His features were strikingly handsome, and he wore a loose white robe, wielding a shiny silver ninja blade.
The boy coldly regarded them with eyes like those of a hungry tiger watching a group of lambs waiting for slaughter.
The sand ninjas stared in shock and disbelief. How could such a small child possess such power?
"Don't just stand there!" Junfu snapped back to reality after a brief moment of shock. "Fight him with everything you've got!"
"You have no chance," the boy said expressionlessly, twirling his knife, and in an instant, he vanished from sight.
"How fast!"
"This is the Body Flicker Technique! Everyone, be careful!"
"Hirai! He's on your side!"
Just as Hirai processed the warning, a flash of blade light sliced through his neck.
Thud.
Crimson blood sprayed as his lifeless body crumpled to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Damn it!" One sand ninja could no longer bear watching his comrades fall one by one. He roared, "You damn little brat! Stand in front of me, and I'll kill you!"
"Is that so?" The boy's figure materialized right in front of him. In his pale hand, a ball of bright blue lightning crackled excitedly. The sand ninja's pupils constricted in horror. "You...!" But he abruptly stopped speaking.
Thud.
The small, delicate hand brutally pierced through his chest, crushing his heart in one strike.
"Who are you? What are you?" Junfu felt cold sweat trickle down his forehead.
In front of him stood merely a small child, yet he felt like he was facing a terrifying beast from ancient times, sending chills down his spine.
"Yuhi Hiroto, just a nameless nobody."
The boy spoke flatly, then lightly tapped his toes on the ground. With a rumble, the earth beneath him moaned, and cracks rapidly spread from where he stood. With an explosive burst of power, he shot towards Junfu like a streak of light, raising his right hand to deliver a crushing blow.
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