"Father. Mother. I'm home..."
"Hirofumi, you're back." A middle-aged woman in casual attire hurried out to greet him. This was Hirofumi's mother in his current life—Hanako Itou.
Hanako used to be a commoner ninja with no surname. She met Aoyama during a mission in her youth, and later, the two married. Since she was a commoner without a family name, she adopted the Itousurname after marriage.
"Mother, what delicious food did you make today? It smells amazing."
"I made your favorite sweet and sour fish and four-joy meatballs."
Because Hirofumi retained memories from his previous life, he introduced several interesting things from the past, including some exotic dishes. After all, the culinary scene in the *Naruto* world was somewhat lacking—ramen and grilled meat were considered top-tier cuisine here.
Beyond food, Hirofumi had even considered bringing some technological advancements from his previous life into this world. Unfortunately, he lacked the talent for invention. Moreover, the technology in the *Naruto* world was all over the place. The theories he learned in his past life were practically useless here.
A few years back, Hirofumi had dabbled in trying to create something, but he eventually gave up, realizing he didn't have Orochimaru's genius for innovation.
Hanako had no idea what had happened to Hirofumi at school that day, and neither Aoyama nor Taiga Itou had told her. After all, even if she knew, what could she do? It would only add unnecessary worry.
Now that Hirofumi was home, the two decided not to mention the incident.
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After dinner, Hirofumi returned to his room. The system's sudden binding earlier had caught him off guard and made him rethink his future plans.
Initially, his plan was to train diligently and become as strong as possible. After all, having experienced transmigration, how could he not explore the wonders of chakra?
As for being the savior of the world?
He wasn't the main character, and he knew his limits well.
His original goal was to cozy up to Naruto and the others, find a beautiful wife to spend his days with, and maybe enjoy the warmth of some of the world's unique hot springs. The barmaids at izakayas weren't a bad option either…
In his past life, he had worked hard enough. This time around, he deserved some enjoyment, right?
His life plan had been simple: music, dance, and carefree enjoyment.
But now, everything was different. The arrival of the system had made his future unpredictable, and, more importantly, he had gained Madara as his... summoning beast.
And that wasn't all—his future would see him gaining even more powerful allies.
He had already obtained Indra's chakra, which meant that it was entirely possible for him to reach Madara's level of power in the future.
Given that possibility, there was no reason for him to just lie down and coast through life.
After all, who wouldn't want to experience the passion, friendship, and bonds that defined the *Naruto* world?
And deep within Hirofumi's heart lay the ambition that all Chinese people shared:
To glorify one's ancestors, expand territories, and conquer new lands.
He may not be able to recreate the grand dreams of ancient conquerors like drinking from the ocean on horseback in this world, but becoming someone of eternal renown—someone who ruled by divine mandate—was within reach.
After all, this world had nations of its own…
The more Hirofumi thought about it, the more excited he became. Who wouldn't dream of becoming a Emperor in a world like this?
And so, Hirofumi began planning how to utilize the system's powers effectively.
Summoning is divided into five levels: white, green, blue, purple, and gold, corresponding to Genin, Chūnin, Jōnin, Elite Jōnin, and Kage-level ninja.
Hirofumi had little interest in the weak ninja ranked at white or green levels. After all, in this world, it's challenging for quantity to translate into quality.
Even a hundred thousand Genin wouldn't be enough for a powerhouse like Madara to handle alone.
Therefore, his focus would be on high-end combat power. He didn't expect to have all Hokage-level allies, but at the very least, they should all be Jōnin.
As for Chūnin and Genin, not only were their combat capabilities low, but he also doubted he'd gain anything worthwhile from them. The low-level ninjutsu they possessed held little allure for him, especially since he could learn directly from Madara.
Hirofumi trusted what Madara had told him. Although the guy was somewhat tsundere, he was definitely someone who would keep his promises.
With that thought in mind, Hirofumi closed his eyes, focused his chakra, and entered the summoning space.
Once inside the summoning realm, Hirofumi was stunned.
What was the mighty Madara doing at this moment?
Building a house?
Indeed, Madara was genuinely busy constructing a house. The summoning space was picturesque, filled with clear mountains, flowing water, and the songs of birds—it was like a miniature world.
There were even quite a few wild animals roaming around. Hirofumi couldn't help but marvel at what kind of existence this summoning space was. He could only sigh in admiration of the system's brilliance.
At this moment, Madara had gathered a significant amount of wood and was using Fire Release techniques to carbonize the timber.
Next to the wood was a solid foundation made using Earth Release techniques…
"Madara… busy, are we?" Hirofumi said, trying to suppress his amusement.
"When did you… Forget it."
Madara clearly wasn't suited for house-building tasks. Killing was easy for him, but constructing a house was quite a challenge.
In the past, when Madara and Hashirama went out together, it was always Hashirama who handled the building. After all, with Hashirama's powers, he could create any structure with a clap of his hands.
Once Madara left Konohagakure, he had to make do with a cave…
The environment in this summoning space was indeed nice, but the only downside was the lack of a proper living space—he was sleeping under the open sky.
With some boredom creeping in, Madara decided to try building a house. Little did he expect to be seen by this annoying brat.
That expression on Hirofumi's face—was he laughing at him?
How infuriating.
That strange smile was clearly mocking him, wasn't it?
He was the mighty Shinobi World's Reaper. Was building a house that strange?
"Um… Madara, if you have any requests, feel free to let me know. This world belongs to me, so changing the environment or anything like that is easy for me," Hirofumi said, waving his hand.
Immediately, with a snap of his fingers, a three-story villa appeared right in front of Madara.
Madara's eyes widened in shock, momentarily forgetting his irritation.