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Konoha, the playground of the Ninja School.
Arata lazily leaned under the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness, watching his classmates sweating in the sun with a pair of dead fish eyes that had no energy at all.
He is a time traveler.
One day ten years ago at a comic exhibition, Sun Goku, wearing a hooded cosplay, walked out of the exhibition hall and accidentally fell into the sewer, his tail still moving in the air. When he woke up again, he was inexplicably reincarnated into the war-torn world of Naruto. Not long after he was born, his mother was blown to pieces by a detonating talisman during a mission.
After he became an orphan 'again,' Arata was transferred to Konoha Orphanage to be raised. The sad thing is that he was already ten years old and still has not awakened the golden finger. From the initial expectations, anxiety, and sadness to the current indifference, Arata had already resigned himself to fate.
Do time travelers have to be incredibly cool? Can't you lie down and be a salted fish? Do you really have to poke your nose in everything? Isn't it good for him to live an ordinary and unrestrained life like this every day? The task of peace in the ninja world must be completed by the savior of this world. An ordinary and handsome civilian ninja like him would be done with living his whole life.
"Arata, you are indeed here."
Walking toward him was also a young man with a lazy temperament. He had a pineapple head and his eyelids were only half open. He was none other than Arata's classmate, Nara Shikamaru.
"Well, it's too hot." Arata waved his hand in response and said, "I don't want to move at all."
"Indeed." Shikamaru nodded in agreement and sighed, "I really can't understand why Iruka-sensei has to choose such a hot day for the actual combat test, and I can't understand why those guys can fight at such a time. They act like they have been injected with chicken blood."
The "those guys" Shikamaru mentioned were the other students in the class. They gathered in a circle to cheer loudly for their friends. Of course, the one with the loudest voice was "Sasuke." He has a handsome face, a cold demeanor, and a genius BUFF. The little girls couldn't control themselves when they saw his face, their eyes practically glued to him. Naturally, many boys were envious and jealous of this, one of them was none other than Naruto, who could only bite his lip while looking at the popular guy.
Shikamaru and Arata were the only exception in the whole class who did not feel such emotions. This lazy duo both thought that girls were troublesome, and they would rather stay away from them.
"This is youth, Shikamaru-san." Arata put his arms behind his head and said leisurely, "Youth full of passion is just like the grand scene in front of us."
"Youth? Then what are we two?" Shikamaru asked doubtfully.
"We are just two people who entered old age life ahead of schedule," Arata replied without any hesitation.
"Nara Shikamaru, Kobayashi Arata, it's your turn!" Teacher Iruka's loud voice came from afar, putting a stop to their peaceful time.
"Tsk, now we are going to be young again!" Shikamaru looked unhappy, clearly unwilling to move from his spot.
"It doesn't matter, let's just end it quickly." Arata patted his butt as he stood up, dusting off the dirt, and walked toward the center of the playground casually.
"Arata, Shikamaru! You two have to work hard!" Naruto, who was beaten to the point he was left with a bruised nose and face, yelled loudly, maybe fearing that others wouldn't know that this pair of slackers were his friends.
"They are opponents now, who are you going to cheer for?" The chubby Akimichi Choji standing next to him asked curiously.
Naruto thought for a moment, pointed at his face, and replied, "I will support whoever will end up like me."
…
The students were silent for a while, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch slightly. Okay, okay, if I don't become as bruised and swollen as you, I don't count as your friend, right? The way a buddy recognizes his friends is really unique!
"Are these two guys really good at actual combat?" Haruno Sakura murmured in a low voice. While speaking, she started frowning before adding, "I think I have never seen these two in actual combat since I have known them."
"Hey! Now that you put it like that, I am looking forward to their match!" Yamanaka Ino, standing next to her, said with wide eyes, looking at the two boys intently.
'That Arata has a slightly different temperament. He doesn't act like other kids his age,' Sasuke, who had his hands in his pockets, thought cautiously. Just like Haruno Sakura said, these two people have not participated in any actual combat tests since the day they entered school. No one in the entire class can figure out their exact strength; all they know about them is their usual laziness.
Just then, Arata's expression changed; his lazy temperament suddenly became a bit sharp, which made Sasuke feel that the boy was not simple. 'Could he be hiding his strength?'
"Start!"
As their teacher Iruka's mouth moved, Arata's pair of dead fish eyes shifted to normal immediately, as if he was finally getting serious. Just like the strong characters in the comics, they usually act all lazy and indifferent, but when they really take action, it shocks everyone.
"Hey! This guy Arata is actually pretty handsome when he's not in such a dead-eyed state?" Yamanaka Ino blinked and said in surprise, "He doesn't look any worse than Sasuke, right?"
"It's really..." Haruno Sakura subconsciously nodded in agreement, but then she quickly reacted and shook her head. "Wait! This is impossible, Sasuke will be number one forever!"
"It's true that Sasuke is No. 1, but Arata is not bad either! It can only be said that they have different styles; both of them have their own merits!" Yamanaka Ino felt that she was making a fair evaluation, but her friend was blinded by her affection for the broody boy who doesn't even know they exist.
Not paying attention to the argument between the two nymphos, Arata muttered under his breath with sharp eyes as he raised his right hand high, "Ninja Technique: Starry Star Technique!"
Thud!
The dust from the ground instantly covered Shikamaru's eyes and face. Instinctively, the pineapple-headed boy covered his eyes with a scream. Arata took advantage of this good opportunity to go up and hit the target with a "pussy kick."
Shikamaru, who had his eyes covered, was completely unprepared. When the kick connected, he fell to the ground without any surprise, his body twitching as he pressed his hands between his legs.
The whole place went silent. The boys shivered in fear while the girls blushed, with some of them twinkling as if they had discovered something new and alluring.
Teacher Iruka was also having a hard time commenting on this duel. The corners of his mouth twitched as he helped Shikamaru up. "Are you okay?"
"No, it's okay."
Shikamaru crossed his legs, and the intense pain from the kick had eased a little. He gritted his teeth and looked at his friend with blame, but the other party was winking at him at the same time.
[Arata: Look, didn't I say that I would end it soon.]
[Shikamaru: What the fuck...]
[Arata: Don't be angry; I'll treat you to a barbecue tonight.]
[Shikamaru: I want the deluxe version!]
Although he was very angry, the deluxe version of barbecue still made Shikamaru forget the pain. The two of them put their arms around each other again and left the playground of the Ninja School under the watchful eyes of many subtle eyes.
"Arata-kun..."
Among these subtle looks, only a short-haired girl with white eyes was looking at Shikamaru with envy. If only Arata-kun was supporting her like that; she would be willing to get hurt by the same kick...
The little girl's face slowly turned red, smoke starting to come out of her face. She quickly shook her head to drive this strange thought out of her mind.
At dusk on the Western Mountain, the setting sun covered the sky with blood color.
In one of Konoha's BBQ restaurants, Shikamaru was eating heartily. This friend of his was very stingy, it's not easy to make him spend money. What's more, he was actually injured by the same friend, so Shikamaru did not feel even a shred of shame or guilt as he ate the luxurious meat.
On the other hand, Arata was frowning at this time, looking straight at the air in front of him. The chopsticks holding the barbecue in his hands did not reach his mouth for a long time, as if he had been immobilized.
A glittering screen that only he could see appeared in front of Arata.
[Welcome to the love life option system; this system will serve you wholeheartedly.]
System? Golden finger? Did the kick do the magic? Should I have kicked Shikamaru's balls long ago?
After ten years,
my golden finger finally arrived!
But…
Why is it a love life option? Why do you want to have a sweet and warm love in this world where killing and being killed is as common as breathing?
What a defective system! Who should I complain to? Was I the wrong product?
System?
No response?
…
The system was obviously a dead thing without intelligence, and no matter how much Arata complained, all he got in return was damning silence.
'Hmm, this is a bit difficult.' After scratching his head, Arata finally stuffed the roasted meat that had turned a little cold into his mouth.
Vomit!
Not only was the meat cold, but it also had a strong smell of mustard which stung his nose and made his eyes tear up. He raised his head and saw Shikamaru holding back a smile.
"Kid, do you think this is funny?"
"What else?"
"Tch!"
Arata ignored the childish kid in front of him and continued to study his "golden finger."
'By the way, can this thing really be considered a cheat?'
The awakening of the love tradition in the Naruto world is not very reliable no matter how Arata thought about it! How could an inexperienced virgin boy like him find a girl to fall in love with him, much less have sex with him?
[ Make a Choice! ]
What the hell?
Looking at the new prompt box that suddenly popped up in front of him, Arata looked a little startled.
[1. Summon Uzumaki Kushina with the 'Summoning: Impure World Reincarnation' technique and confess your love to her.]
[2. Write a touching love letter and send it to Lady Chiyo of Sunagakure Village by letter.]
[3. Stand on the Hokage Rock and express your love to youthful Might Guy at the top of your lungs in public. Make sure the whole village hears it.]
???
Looking at the option prompts that popped up in front of him, Arata's eyes darkened and his body trembled in anger.
Disgusting!
Sick!
This system is definitely sick!
What kind of love partner are you looking for me?!
Kushina, who has been dead for a long time?! And Sunagakure Chiyo, who has one of her legs in the coffin! Can she even kiss without her teeth falling out of her mouth, let's not even talk about going all the way with her…
Forget about these two, at least they are still women!
Why the hell are you mentioning Might Guy?! He is a man!!
That turbulent man with his watermelon haircut and green tights who shouts "youth" every day—you want me to stand on the Hokage Rock and express my feelings loudly to him?
Why not just kill me?! This is definitely a complete social death!
What a way to end the host!
Arata immediately decided to throw the unreliable, disgusting system into the back of his mind and never pay attention to it ever again!
Damn it, what bad luck!
He took a breath and began to devour the barbecue on his plate.
Just when a few minutes passed by like that, the system interface began to flash red prompts.
[You have fifteen seconds to make your choice.]
What do you mean, you are still trying to force me to do this, right?
The corners of Arata's mouth curved into a disdainful smile, and he held up a piece of barbecued meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
Come on, come on, I won't choose!
I am ready to die anyway!
[Time's up.]
Arata's face remained calm; he was really not afraid of death.
In this bloody and dirty Naruto world, he will be happy to live, and there's also no problem in dying. After all, without any way to gain power, it will only be delaying the inevitable for a few decades, so what if he died earlier?
At least he will die with dignity, not under the pressure of some cruel system!
[Warning: Host, please complete the task as soon as possible!]
'I am laughing to death! Do your worst!' Arata snorted coldly and continued to eat barbecue leisurely. If you continue to warn me, I will beat you to death!
[Warning: You have five seconds to make your choice! Otherwise, a friend who is close to you will be selected, and his mother will be obliterated!]
PFT!!!
Reading this, all the roasted meat in Arata's mouth was sprayed all over Shikamaru's face. Before him, Arata opened his mouth with a look of disbelief on his face.
What a system…
'No, man! Which kind of disgusting being made you? Why are you not following the script? If I don't choose one of the options, you should erase me. Am I not the owner of the system? Why do you want to explode my friend's mother to death?'
Crazy!
What a cruel system!
[Warning: There are still four seconds left to select an option—three, two, one...]
The flashing red prompt interface was like a life-threatening note, not paying attention to the host's complaints at all.
"Stop, stop!" Arata hurriedly shouted loudly in his mind. Taking a breath, he continued through his gritted teeth, "I choose, you dog system! Choose one!"
[Option one is selected!]
The red light disappeared, and Arata finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Kobayashi Arata! What the hell are you doing, you bastard!" Shikamaru on the other side finally wiped the scraps of saliva-coated meat off his face and said angrily.
"Brother, you should be grateful to me!" Arata stood up and patted Shikamaru's shoulder, saying, "I threw away my integrity just to save your family."
"Ha?!"
"I was the one who stopped your mother from blowing up. So, to express your gratitude, you should treat me to this meal."
"Go to hell!"
After leaving the barbecue restaurant, Arata raised his head and glanced at the red clouds on the horizon.
"Tsk, what a sin!"
When Goldfinger first woke up, he was a little excited, thinking that his life would finally turn around.
But now, he even wants to strangle this soiled system to death!
Threatening my friend's biological mother to make a choice I don't want to make—is this something that a serious system would do?
The demons have the system tattooed on their back!
But it's okay; my brother is still smart enough after all!
If I choose the first option, it would be the least likely option that can be completed. After all, Kushina is long dead, and there is no way he can be killed for that!
If I fail to complete this task, you can't blame me for this one, right?
[The system has obtained the knowledge of the 'Summoning: Impure World Reincarnation' skill for you. Please summon your love interest within five minutes.]
?!
Going through the knowledge that was suddenly poured into his mind, Arata's face turned green.
This piece of shit system can actually do this kind of thing?
Moreover, its Summoning: Impure World Reincarnation technique was a "demon-modified version." The caster doesn't even need the whole corpse of the person they want to reincarnate! As long as you use the remnants or DNA of the person you want to bring back, you can directly summon them!
Fuck, did you steal the skill of the Hokage next door? This is definitely the Impure World Reincarnation technique…
But I don't have any DNA sample from Uzumaki Kushina, so do I need to use Naruto as a medium?
Arata stared at the screen and took a breath.
What the hell are you making me do, you damned system? Summoning someone else's mother to be my love partner right in front of her son?
What a scumbag system!
[Please complete the options within the specified time.]
The red light flashed, and the new system issued an alarm reminder once more.
"Fuck!" Seeing this, Arata gritted his teeth and replied angrily, "You bitch, don't give me a chance to make you pay in the future!"
Arata rushed out of the door and ran in the direction of Naruto's house.
"Arata?"
As soon as he walked in front of Naruto's house, he saw a certain little yellow-haired boy standing at the door. "Are you here to find me?!"
"Naruto, can you let me use your bathroom for a minute?" Arata panted, placing his hands on Naruto's shoulders.
"Huh?" Naruto was stunned, his eyes widening. "Use the toilet? You came all this way..."
"Are we brothers, Naruto?" Arata asked with sincere eyes.
"Of course!" Naruto nodded hastily.
His closest friends in the village were Shikamaru and Arata. Especially Arata, who had been taking good care of him since he was a child.
"Then let me use your toilet!"
"Fine, come in." Naruto scratched his head. To be honest, he still didn't understand the connection between being brothers and letting him use the toilet.
However, looking at Arata's anxious look, Naruto didn't ask anymore and let the boy inside his house.
"Naruto, can you wait for me at the door of the toilet?" Arata said loudly after entering the toilet. He really didn't want to summon Naruto's mother only to court her in front of him, so he chose this method.
But the system's Impure World Reincarnation skill reminded him that the medium required should not be too far away from the summoning location.
"What?" Naruto was confused and a little startled, hearing such a weird request. 'You go to the toilet by yourself but you still want me to wait at the door?! What kind of weird hobby is that?'
"Remember, we are good brothers, Naruto!"
"Bah, bah... Hurry up!"
'Phew, here we go!' Arata took a deep breath and slammed his hands on the dirty bathroom floor! "Summoning: Impure World Reincarnation technique!"
Woosh!
The bathroom was filled with glittering light like confetti. The light started to gather at one spot, converging into the shape of a human woman.
As the light faded, the appearance of the woman became more clear. She had long burgundy hair, dressed in a dark green dress over a white high-collar shirt that made her look gentle and endearing.
This woman was none other than his good brother Naruto's mother, Uzumaki Kushina!
The red-haired lady slowly opened her eyes and looked around sharply, an instinct engraved in her body through her life experience.
Finally, her gaze landed on the young man standing in front of her. She opened her mouth to say something, but then…
Bang.
There was a muffled sound, and a large piece of confetti-like light burst out from Kushina's body. The clothes covering her body completely disintegrated and vanished into thin air without any trace of strands.
Damn it!
Arata was stunned when he saw this scene and quickly lowered his head after coming out of his trance.
There's a problem!
There is definitely something wrong with the technique the system gave him! How could she suddenly lose her clothes? Why did the others who were reincarnated by Orochimaru not come out without clothes?
Kushina was also stunned by this sudden situation for a few seconds, then she quickly squatted down and crossed her arms over her chest.
But if someone noticed her closely, they would find that her current state was completely different from the reincarnated person in the original work!
There were no "cracks" on her body or other parts like the ones people who reincarnated from the original technique have, and her body was also in a semi-transparent shape.
Compared to "the impure world reincarnation," she was more like a complete soul body that had been resurrected!
"I am sorry!" Arata was a little embarrassed and immediately apologized. From the corner of his eyes, he could only see Kushina's curled toes. They looked so cute that he suddenly had the urge to play with them.
'No, wait!' Arata suddenly recalled something. 'Is it really the time to care about someone's toes?'
[Warning: Please convey your love to your confession partner within five seconds.]
Shit, you really won't let me go without going through with it, huh?
Can you have some humanity and leave me alone this time, system? I don't even have a single piece of hair there, and you want me to convey my love?
What a perverted system!
The system ignored him completely, and the countdown continued on as usual.
'Fine, fine, I will remember this!' Arata took a deep breath, kept his head down, and suddenly exclaimed loudly, "Kushina-san, I like you! Please become my woman!"
Kushina, who was hiding her chest with her arms, looking all confused and ashamed, shivered a little. She raised her head and looked at the boy, her eyes widening a little as if she could not believe what she had just heard.
The perverted boy not only summoned her out of nowhere but also tore off her clothes, and now he was suddenly confessing to her?
Kushina's mind could not keep up with what was happening. She should be enraged, but the absurdity of the situation made her unable to do so.
'Were youngsters these days so proactive and perverted?' If it weren't for the fact that her state was very fragile and she was feeling very weak, she would have taught the boy how to behave with her fists.
[Optional mission: completed!]
[Congratulations on obtaining the Soul Strengthening Pearl.]
Soul Strengthening Pearl? What was that?
A blood-red ball suddenly appeared in Arata's hand, making him feel that he had a faint connection with the bead, as if it was a part of him.
After looking at the pearl for a moment, the function of this ball suddenly appeared in his mind.
The soul pearl could be used to nourish the soul and enhance the strength of the soul placed inside of it. It can be stored in his body, without having the need to carry it around all the time.
Awesome!
No matter how he looked at it, this thing was a good thing! But to the current Arata, such a thing was useless; he was not a soul body after all!
"Sorry, Kushina-san." Now that the task was completed, Arata did not intend to make things more awkward for the poor lady in front of him. He suddenly made an excuse with a straight face. "I was joking just now. I will remove the impure reincarnation technique and send you back to the Pure Land."
"Um?" Kushina's eyes were originally fixed on the blood-red ball that suddenly appeared in Arata's hand. She felt a deep attraction towards the pearl for some reason. Hearing his words, she let out a sigh of relief. "You took your joke a little too far, young man!"
"I'm sorry." Arata apologized sincerely while taking some sneaking glances at her. Disturbing the souls of the dead was considered a taboo that he broke. No matter how you look at it, his actions were indeed a bit "too much."
"Forget it, don't do this kind of thing again next time." Kushina's lips curled up, and she forgave the other party generously. It was definitely not because she was afraid that the boy would have some evil intentions toward her; what could a little kid like him even do to her at his age?
And there was nothing she could do if she didn't forgive him. She was so light that even her full-force attack might not hurt the boy. At least it was a good thing that the boy was willing to let her go back; she did not want to stay in her current embarrassing state any longer.
"Arata, how are you doing?" Just then, Naruto, who had been waiting outside for a long time, spoke up, sounding a bit confused and suspicious. "Who are you talking to in my bathroom?"
'Someone else's toilet?' Kushina was stunned and looked at Arata with a deadpan gaze. 'You summoned me in someone else's bathroom just to confess to me? Are you sick in the head?'
"Ahem, I'm reading a comic." Arata let out a sigh and said with a stiff expression, "I was just reading it out loud."
"You came to my house to use the bathroom, and you even brought your own comic book?" Naruto asked in shock. "Are you serious?"
"Wait, I'm almost done!" Arata awkwardly changed the subject and said, "Good brother, please wait for me in the living room."
"Hmph, you bastard, you really know how to order me around. I am the great Uzumaki Naruto!" Naruto snorted with dissatisfaction as he walked away from the toilet door.
Silence!
In the bathroom, the atmosphere suddenly became very quiet and heavy.
Kushina stared at Arata, her expression no longer gentle as before. She looked down at him with sharp eyes and said coldly, "Who was your good brother outside?"
"Ummm, Naruto." Arata felt his face heating up in shame, like a skinned lamb roasting on the fire. "Uzumaki Naruto."
Kushina took a deep breath and looked at Arata as if she was looking at a scumbag!
Running into the toilet at a good brother's house to summon his long-dead mother and confess your love to her while he was on the other side of the door.
Were all kids like the boy before her?!
"Kushina-san, I have a reason for this." After swallowing, Arata spoke in a deep tone as if he was a helpless man.
"What kind of reason?" Kushina raised her eyebrows lightly.
"I'm cursed..." Arata decided to go all out and told everything that happened to him. Well, not everything; he slightly changed the details and described the "Golden Finger" as a curse.
It was indeed a curse to him!
He just wanted to be a lazy, quiet, and handsome young man, but the emergence of the love choice system deprived him of his own choices!
Arata had a vague premonition that his future would be a life-threatening run on the road of losing integrity!
'What is it if this system is not a vicious curse?'
"In other words, if you hadn't summoned me from Pure Land and expressed your love, Yoshina would have been obliterated?" Kushina, still squatting on the ground with her chest covered, asked, looking thoughtful. "It's really a weird curse."
Logically speaking, no one would believe such a bizarre thing, but Kushina could somehow feel that the young man in front of her was not lying.
First of all, there was something obviously wrong with his "Impure World Reincarnation technique."
Secondly, Arata's attitude seemed very sincere, making Kushina instinctively willing to believe it.
(T/n: I Call that BullSh*t)
"To be honest, I would rather kill myself." Arata sighed and confided to the wife in front of him: "This way, things would not have to be so weird."
"Don't keep thinking about death. You are still young; you have a whole life ahead of you." Kushina lovingly stretched out one hand to touch Arata's head, while the other hand was still covering her chest.
"Kushina-san..." Arata was very moved and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Kushina's soul body flashed towards the spirit-containing bead in his hand.
?
Arata was confused by this turn of events, Can you actually talk to me before entering my things?
"As you said, this bead can nourish the soul." Kushina's voice came from the Soul Strengthening Bead, and her tone was slightly excited. "Please give me more advice in the future, Arata-sama~"
"Uh, you don't plan to go back?" Arata asked tentatively, ignoring her teasing tone.
"I want to stay temporarily to watch Naruto grow up." Kushina said softly, after all that was the only regret she had while dying.
"But..."
"Young man, Naruto still has part of my chakra in his body. You don't want Naruto to know about the fact that you not only saw his mother naked but you also confessed to her in that state, right?"
Arata's face suddenly changed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch wildly.
Oye, red-haired woman, are you going to blackmail me?
Next morning, Arata was sitting in the classroom of the Ninja School, with dark circles under his eyes. On his right was Shikamaru, and Naruto was sitting on his left.
"You bastard, you actually left without paying the bill yesterday!" Shikamaru gritted his teeth and said angrily, unlike his usual lazy self. "Let's forget the bill for the moment; did you have to make weird excuses?"
"Weird excuses?" Naruto looked puzzled.
"What weird excuses? Can you believe this guy? I lost all my integrity for his mother yesterday, and this young man not only did not believe me, but he is even blaming me," Arata replied with a pained expression on his face.
"Who the hell would believe you? My mother was fine at home yesterday!" Shikamaru's head was filled with black lines. "Did you have to lie to me like that just to escape from paying the bill?"
In fact, last night Shikamaru had really believed his words.
After eating the barbecue, he rushed to his house and looked for his mother to check if there was something wrong with her. He even asked if she was feeling like she was going to explode.
And naturally, he received a 'reply' from the enraged woman who felt her son was cursing her to die. Even now he was feeling buzzing sensation from the pain in his head.
"What you see with your eyes may not always be the truth. You are still too young, Little Maru." Arata rested his head on his arms and replied with a sagely look on his face.
"What the hell is Little Maru? I told you not to call me with those weird names!" Shikamaru groaned at the boy, feeling his head aching even more. 'Why did I become friends with this troublesome guy?'
While they were talking, the classroom started to fill up one by one; the rest of the students had already arrived.
"Hey, that stinky guy seems to be looking at us!" Naruto pointed right at Sasuke, who had just entered the door, and shouted in a rough voice.
"Hmph, dead last idiot." Sasuke turned his face and snorted coldly.
"What did you say, you bastard Sasuke!" Naruto stood up and said angrily.
"It's you I'm talking about, idiot," Sasuke replied without looking back at him.
"You bastard, I see you are courting death!" Naruto raised his fist and was about to rush to hit him.
"Calm down, calm down." Shikamaru pulled Naruto by the back of his clothes to prevent him from rushing forward. He looked at Arata and said helplessly, "Hurry and help."
"It's good to be young." Arata looked indifferent and even held his chin with one hand, as if waiting for them to fight.
"Sakura!" A pale pink figure appeared, attracting Naruto's attention.
Hearing someone calling her, Haruno Sakura turned her head and glanced at Naruto, then turned her gaze to Arata in the middle. She frowned and started chatting with her best friend Ino beside her. "Did you hear, we are getting a new teacher this year."
"Well, he said he wants to teach us to understand the Will of Fire." Compared to Sakura's indifference, Ino slightly nodded to Arata as a greeting.
"I don't know what he looks like."
"Probably the gentle and polite type."
The two girls sat in the front row of Arata and the others as they talked; their voices were not low and reached the boys behind them.
"Arata, do we still need someone to teach us about the Will of Fire?" Naruto asked in a low voice.
Wherever the leaves are flying, the fire is endless...
This sentence was taught to him by the third-generation Hokage when he was a child, and he would always repeat it whenever they would meet. By now he had almost memorized it.
"You know the text of Will of Fire, but do you understand what it means?" Arata opened his dead fish eyes and yawned, adding: "Even if you did understand something, it will be your own understanding, not the meaning school wants to teach you."
"Ah?" Naruto scratched his head and said, "Is there more than one meaning of Will of Fire?"
"What the school teaches are the beliefs that the higher-ups of Konoha want to instill in your mind. They want to tell you that this is the only explanation of the Will of Fire; what you figure out yourself does not mean anything," Arata said lightly, as if he was talking about normal things, but he failed to see the serious look appearing on the face of the boy sitting beside him.
Naruto frowned, his expression thoughtful.
"Arata, don't speak anymore." Shikamaru reminded quickly. He knew his words could cause the boy immense trouble if they reached the higher-ups.
"Okay." Arata stopped talking, closed his eyes, and began to rest.
"Arata, don't you recognize the Will of Fire?" Kushina's voice rang in his mind.
"It's a deceptive trick." Arata's answer was concise and to the point.
"Aren't you being biased when you say that?" As the wife of the Fourth Hokage, Kushina quite approved of the Will of Fire. In any case, her husband had once devoted himself to the Will of Fire.
"Think about Naruto's situation, and then think about the children who were sent to the battlefield before they were ten years old during the Third World War." Arata's tone was still gentle, but his words were full of aggression. "This is all a result of the Will of Fire you mentioned."
Kushina suddenly stopped talking and fell into silence.
Clatter, thud!
The sliding door of the room opened, and a man wearing Konoha's standard vest entered the room and closed it. He walked up to the podium. He had short silver-blue hair that reached his ears, a bandana tied on his head, and a gentle smile etched on his face.
It was their new Will of Fire teacher.
Arata narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized this teacher who had once appeared in the original Naruto anime.
"Hello everyone." The new teacher politely wrote his name on the blackboard and introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Mizuki, and I hope to get along with all of you from now on."
"You're quite handsome, this Mizuki-sensei," Sakura exclaimed.
"Yeah, he's indeed the warm-hearted type." Ino nodded in agreement, happy that she had guessed correctly.
"I don't think he's handsome." Naruto, who was sitting in the back row, muttered in a low voice, "He looks a bit weird."
Although Naruto felt that his voice was very low, it was still clearly heard by Sakura, who had keen hearing. Turning her head, she glanced at him fiercely. "Shut up!"
"Oh." Naruto didn't dare to retort and lowered his head with a sad look on his face.
"Does Naruto actually like this type of girl?" Kushina, who saw this scene, spoke again, her tone not pleased at all. "I don't think this girl is suitable for him."
She did not have a good impression of the Sakura; she was not an Uchiha, but she sure had their arrogance.
"There's nothing I can do about it. I have tried to stop him, but he is too smitten by her for some reason. He goes after her like a licking dog," Arata sighed and said, "It seems he still doesn't understand that he is living in Gotham."
"Gotham?"
"That place is full of clowns."
"Pfft, you little boy!"
"You just laughed, right? You are his mother! How can you still laugh at your own son?"
"Shut up; whose fault do you think it is?" As soon as Kushina finished speaking, she suddenly felt Arata's body freeze in place. "What's going on? Did something happen?"
"Shut up; whose fault do you think it is?" As soon as Kushina finished speaking, she suddenly felt Arata's body freeze in place. "What's going on? Did something happen?"
"Wait a minute, that damn curse is acting up again."
"What?" Kushina was stunned. Is it so random?
At this moment, a pale golden interface once more appeared in front of Arata. Not even Kushina could see this screen.
The screen flashed, and a string of characters appeared on it. Even without reading the screen, Arata did not have any good feeling about what was about to happen.
[Choose.]
[1. Go to Konoha Plaza and expose the secret of Sarutobi Hiruzen using a crystal ball to spy on the butcher aunt going to the Hot Springs to everyone!]
[2. Use the video stone to play the precious scene of Haruno Sakura's parents getting freaky with all kinds of 'special products' in their room last night!]
[3. In front of the whole class, stand up and ask Mizuki if he was practicing some kind of secret forbidden waist techniques with a small red carp on the riverbank the afternoon before yesterday? Ask him to explain the technique.]
Hiss!!!
As expected, looking at the three options that had appeared in front of him again, Arata couldn't help but gasp in shock. Just one of these tasks was enough to cause so many troubles for him.
Could these so-called secrets be true?
What a kinky bunch of people, these guys! Hiruzen Sarutobi, an old guy, even peeped at the butcher aunty; his tastes are quite strong. Then there is Sakura's mother; it turned out that she likes this kind of flavor?
These guys are so old, but their bodies and hearts still cannot sit still.
Of course, compared to them, Mizuki is even more of a heavyweight player. Fish? Poor little red carp!
Damn it, this thing can also be used for such forbidden techniques? Arata's face paled as his imagination ran wild upon reading those words.
After swallowing, Arata finally decided to choose "three."
The reason? Just out of curiosity…
He truly wondered if Mizuki killed that little red carp with his inhumane actions. How could he do such a thing?!
Even the poor little fish is not safe in the ninja world. What would happen to him?
Taking a deep breath, Arata raised his hand and stood up directly. "Teacher Mizuki, I have a question about something important!"
Seeing that the speech he had carefully prepared was interrupted, Mizuki frowned slightly. Even though he showed a gentle personality to these students, in reality, Mizuki looked down on these delicate Ninja School students from the bottom of his heart.
He also didn't like the "Will of Fire" class, but for the sake of his superficial disguise, he still endured it till now.
With a warm smile on his face, Mizuki looked at Arata and asked, "You are... Student Arata? Is there something that you don't understand about what I just said?"
"No, it's not that." Arata shook his head and said respectfully, "Teacher Mizuki's explanation of the Will of Fire is very insightful, and I have gained a lot."
"Then what is it that you want to ask...?" Mizuki looked confused.
At this moment, Arata had attracted everyone's attention. The whole class, including his own friends, turned their attention to him.
Only Shikamaru sensed something was wrong.
He was very familiar with his good friend and his nature. He had never raised his hand to gain any kind of attention or show off during class.
Seeing him acting out of character gave Shikamaru the feeling that something terrible was going to happen.
And in the next moment, his premonition became true.
Looking around at the faces of innocent children in the class, Arata asked hesitantly, "Teacher Mizuki, do you still remember what you were doing the day before yesterday?"
"What do you mean?" Mizuki didn't react at this time.
"At the bank of the river in the afternoon on the day before yesterday, you bent down and performed some complex aerobic movements with a small red carp..." Arata said, stretching out his palm and still playing with it. "I was very curious and wonder what you were doing at that time. Can you explain it to me? Is that a way to train some kind of technique?"
Hush!
As soon as these words came out, the whole class fell into chilling silence.
The students' eyes changed when they looked at Mizuki; they were surprised, horrified, and disgusted!
This teacher Mizuki, who looks so gentle on the surface, is actually...
"H-how come, how did you know?!" Mizuki was caught off guard by the sudden, unexpected question and asked without even thinking about where he was standing.
After he realized, it was already too late, but he quickly changed his words. "Little boy, I have no idea what you are talking about! You must be mistaken. Now, sit down!"
At the end of the sentence, his tone became sharper, and his expression seemed slightly ruthless.
His reaction was natural.
His own students caught him in such a weird act. Who the hell can be proud of it and admit openly?
What's more, he had to maintain his image in public; Arata's exposure was like a heavy blow to him! He definitely could not let the truth get out!
"Yes." Arata pretended to be obedient and sat down. With the task completed, a prompt popped up in front of his eyes.
[Optional mission completed.]
[Congratulations on receiving twenty years' worth of chakra.]
Chakra?!
Damn it, this system can actually directly give him chakra as a reward?
Twenty years' worth of chakra was immediately merged with his body, raising the amount of chakra in Arata's body to the level of his thirty-year-old self.
Feeling the surging energy flowing through the meridians in his body, Arata took a deep breath to calm himself. The sudden boost of his strength caught him off-guard.
This salted fish like him had finally gained some strength to turn his situation around, but even then, he was still not happy in his heart.
"Hey!" Naruto's carefree voice suddenly sounded in the quiet classroom. He looked at Shikamaru and asked, "What does bending over and performing complex aerobic movements with a small red carp mean?"
"Shut up!" Shikamaru raised his voice to stop him, but it was already too late.
"Uzumaki Naruto, Kobayashi Arata, you two, get out of the classroom and stand outside!" Mizuki's face turned red, and he shouted with an enraged expression.
"But..."
Naruto wanted to argue with his teacher, but Arata grabbed him, and the two walked out of the classroom door dejectedly.
"I'm sorry," Arata apologized with guilt; he knew that Naruto was punished because of his words, and that made him feel a little guilty.
"Ah, it doesn't matter." Naruto, on the other hand, did not care much about it, his face still full of curiosity: "But I want to know, what do you mean by what you just asked sensei?"
"Don't ask, it's still too early for you." Arata patted his shoulder and looked up at the sky with a helpless expression.
"Tsk, isn't it too early for you too?" Kushina's voice sounded.
"That's different," Arata said calmly.
"Oh? How?"
"I am a man who dares to confess his love to my good brother's mother. This is not a big deal for me."
"You feel very proud about doing it, right?" Kushina twitched her mouth and said.
"You can't call that being proud. I am just a helpless person who has been cursed," Arata said with emotion as he opened his dead fish eyes.
Kushina was silent for a moment and complained, "This curse of yours is really a bit crazy."
Not only are the choices weird, the punishments are even worse.
"Alas," Arata sighed, not wanting to mention this sadness again.
After a while, Shikamaru also ran out with his head hanging down.
"Eh? Little Maru, why did you..." Naruto looked confused.
"Who are you calling Little Maru? Don't listen to everything that bastard Arata says!" Shikamaru twitched the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "It was too stuffy in the classroom, so I came out to get some fresh air."
"As expected of our brother Little Maru!" Arata gave him a thumbs-up.
Shikamaru suddenly lost his temper; veins popped up on his forehead, and he said, "As I said, don't call me that, it's disgusting!"
"Sure, Little Maru! No problem, Little Maru!"
"Fuck off!"
"We are brothers for life! Your actions make me feel that it was really worth sacrificing my moral integrity to save your mother!"
"I regret coming out now!"
While they were laughing and making noise outside the classroom, inside the classroom, Teacher Mizuki's face looked very ugly at that time.
Previously, he was caught off guard and admitted in a roundabout way that he had done something embarrassing. He could already imagine what his reputation will be like in the future.
His identity, future, and reputation in Konoha have all been ruined.
Damn it!
That little boy Arata really deserves to die! And that little demon fox deserves to die in the most cruel way possible as well!
Mizuki wanted to rush out of the classroom with a kunai and immediately cut off the heads of the two little bastards before kicking them around like balls.
But the remaining sanity in him did not allow him to act on impulse directly. He knew it would only worsen things.
He craved revenge on those boys, but now is not the time.
'Since things are already like this, there is only one way...' Mizuki secretly made up his mind to contact the man he had been selling secrets of the village to as soon as possible after leaving the school.
The sky gradually darkened, and the night sky was dotted with stars.
The lights in the Hokage's office were still bright. Hiruzen Sarutobi had a pipe in his mouth as he faced the chunin standing before him with a gentle expression on his face, "Iruka, has Naruto been good in school recently?"
Conversations like these were repeated once every month to keep track of the seedlings in the academy.
Iruka thought this was Hokage-sama's care and love for Naruto, but in fact, his true intentions were to ensure that Jinchuuriki would not get out of control or have the ideas that he was not supposed to have.
Usually, Iruka would always smile and talk about Naruto's various performances in school. But at that moment, his expression was a little complicated.
"Did something happen?" Sarutobi Hiruzen was an experienced man, and he felt something was wrong from the look on the man's face. For a moment, Iruka's expression sent alarms in his mind.
"Sandaime-sama, while Naruto was taking the Fire Will class..." Iruka turned his face and said softly, "Mr. Mizuki kicked him out of the class."
"Is that so?" Sarutobi Hiruzen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Naruto had lost control or something. Just getting kicked out of class was already a common occurrence for Naruto.
However, as the benevolent Hokage, he couldn't show any indifference on his face. Instead, he asked patiently, "What's going on?"
"I asked the students in the class, and the origin of the matter was Arata." Iruka lowered his head, and a complex expression appeared on his face.
"Arata? Kobayashi Arata?" Sarutobi Hiruzen also knew about every single person who had daily contact with Naruto.
In his eyes, Arata's background was very simple.
He was the child of ninjas of Konoha who had died early on, causing the boy to grow up in a Konoha orphanage.
He was not a talented and gifted person, nor was he a failure.
To sum it up in Hiruzen Sarutobi's own words, he was just plain ordinary!
He didn't object to the presence of ordinary civilians near Naruto or even as his friends; on the contrary, he even supported it as it would deepen Naruto's affection for the village.
"Yes." Iruka paused for a second before nodding, "Arata exposed Teacher Mizuki's embarrassing story in the class in front of all the kids. Naruto was confused, so he asked questions about it. As a result, he angered Teacher Mizuki."
Iruka explained the whole incident without taking sides.
"Embarrassing thing?" This actually made Sarutobi Hiruzen interested. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What embarrassing thing was it?"
"It was the incident that happened in the afternoon the day before yesterday. Arata accidentally saw Teacher Mizuki bend down and perform some aerobic b-breathing on... a fish."
"Embarrassing thing?" This actually made Sarutobi Hiruzen interested. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What embarrassing thing was it?"
"It was the incident that happened in the afternoon the day before yesterday. Arata accidentally saw Teacher Mizuki bend down and perform some aerobic b-breathing on... a fish."
Even though he was not there when the whole incident happened, Iruka still felt embarrassed and even blushed when talking about it. "Arata is at that age, and he might be curious, so without thinking too much, he asked Teacher Mizuki what he was doing in public..."
Bang!
Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes widened, the pipe in his hand slipped and hit the table. "He did that... to a fish?"
"Yes, Arata said it was a red carp."
"Is this story really true?"
"Although he denied it afterward, the first thing that came out of Teacher Mizuki's mouth when he heard Arata's question was, 'How did you know?'"
Hiss!
Sarutobi Hiruzen leaned back in his chair and held the corner of the table with one hand. After a few moments, he took a deep breath.
Fish...
Someone actually had the gall to perform "aerobic acts" on a poor little fish?! Did their Konoha actually have such talents? 'Where did people get these weird ideas from?'
…
As the night grew darker, Iruka said his farewell and left the Hokage's office.
Sarutobi Hiruzen did not leave immediately, his mind drifting into his imagination. With a cigarette in his mouth, Hiruzen kept thinking about the love between the man and the fish.
'How can someone do it? What kind of brain circuit went off that can make this guy Mizuki do that kind of heinous act? I can't figure it out!'
Sarutobi Hiruzen was really stumped! He even forgot the huge paperwork and the troubles of the village at that time.
He had heard and seen all kinds of weird hobbies with the help of his stalking jutsu, but the truth of Mizuki's actions shocked him for a whole year.
Knock!
A low knock on the door brought the Hokage back from the depths of the abyss.
Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned, seeing the time, before responding calmly, "Come in."
The door opened, and the person who walked in was holding a cane, his head, right eye, and entire right arm wrapped in bandages. His face had deep wrinkles, and he exuded a gloomy temperament.
"It's you, Danzo." Sarutobi Hiruzen called out the other person's name with a puzzled expression, "It's so late, did something happen?"
Danzo didn't waste any more nonsense and went straight to the topic: "You know very well what I am here for, Hiruzen?"
"You also know this matter?" Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes widened a little in surprise. He did not think the news would travel so fast.
"Hmph, don't underestimate the intelligence capabilities of my organization!" Danzo held his head high with pride and looked arrogant.
"You even have an organization to search around the village for this kind of information?"
"Intelligence is not about size, but about being able to grasp the current situation."
"Well, what does this kind of matter have to do with the current situation?" Sarutobi Hiruzen opened his mouth with surprise on his face, "Is it possible that this kind of thing is already common in the ninja world?"
Danzo sat down opposite Hiruzen Sarutobi and said calmly, "It's hard to say if it's common in the entire ninja world, but it does happen often in the small countries around us. I have seen a lot of such things till now."
"Hiss! Seriously?!" Sarutobi Hiruzen took in a sharp breath of cold air and couldn't understand, "This world is really..."
Desperate!
Apart from people going crazy from desperation, Sarutobi Hiruzen did not know how to describe the current situation. 'I thought that Mizuki was the most desperate person there could ever be, but I didn't expect that it was a trend among neighboring small countries!'
If that was really the case, he would never dare to eat fish in his life ever again!
"Give me the order to act, Hiruzen! I will immediately make a move." Danzo said calmly, his eyes narrowed, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"Wha-what? Opportunity?" Sarutobi Hiruzen was confused and even a little scared; even then, he took a deep breath and asked in a tentative tone, "This incident can only be regarded as a personal behavior. Isn't it a bit too much to issue an order to prohibit it?"
Danzo was silent for a moment and frowned in confusion, "Hiruzen, what are you saying?"
"Could it be we are not talking about the same thing?" Hiruzen Sarutobi was also confused.
"There is turmoil in the Land of Waves!" Danzo clarified, and Hiruzen also spoke up at the same time, "Ninja Mizuki did... that to a fish!"
…
The two revealed the topics they were talking about at the same time, and the atmosphere in the office instantly froze. They looked at each other in a daze for a while.
"Did... that to a fish?" Even Danzo showed an expression of disbelief when he heard this; his mouth was slightly open.
"Ahem, there's turmoil?" Hiruzen Sarutobi coughed dryly, pretending to be nonchalant and turning his face away, "What happened in the Land of Waves?"
"The fishermen and boats of the Land of Waves were overwhelmed from not receiving pay for their work, so they launched a resistance against the major ocean and fishing companies." Danzo paused slightly when he said this, his voice was low: "Hiruzen, is there really someone in our village who did... that to fishes?"
"This, we can basically think that this is true." Hiruzen Sarutobi took a puff of his cigarette and nodded, "But the turmoil in the Land of Waves has nothing to do with us, right? What order do you want me to give?"
"Send Konoha ninjas to come forward and completely control the entire country of Waves! We can gain a lot out of this." Danzo raised his left hand and clenched his five fingers.
"No, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible!" Sarutobi Hiruzen decisively refused, his eyes firm: "If the other ninja villages get a whiff of this, it will definitely cause serious international problems! It may even trigger a war!"
"As long as we use decisive means to control the country of Waves as soon as possible, will those idiots even have the time to react?"
"Danzo, you are too radical! Konoha has just come out of a war a few years ago, and now it still needs to recover the losses!"
"You are too stupid, Hiruzen! It is so foolish to ignore such a great opportunity!"
"No need to say any more, Danzo." Hiruzen Sarutobi waved his hand and sighed, "Now that we have grown old, it's time to take a break."
"You will regret it, Hiruzen!" Danzo flicked his sleeves and slammed the door.
Looking at the back of his old friend Li Wei, Sarutobi Hiruzen stood up and looked out the window.
The moon was full and the stars were shining, and thousands of lights were lit up in Konoha. This beautiful and warm night scene reminded him of Mizuki again... His family seemed to live in a southern neighborhood?
…
Feeling the sudden urge, Sarutobi Hiruzen walked to the desk and lifted the covering cloth over the crystal ball.
After being exposed in public by that kid Arata, it stands to reason that Mizuki wouldn't try to do such strange things again!
But…
what if…
what if this guy gets more excited about being exposed? Maybe he also had some kind of exhibitionist hobbies.
'It's not impossible.' Hiruzen Sarutobi had seen people with similar taste before! He was even very close to someone like that.
Dang.
He was not interested in Mizuki; after all, Sarutobi Hiruzen's conscious orientation had always been normal.
He was just curious if that kind of wonderful thing was actually possible or not. The crystal ball showed a picture, and Hiruzen Sarutobi selected the location of the "Southern Block."
What he saw was not the scene he wanted, but he saw Mizuki talking to a suspicious man in black...
Konoha, southern neighborhood.
"I will go to Lord Orochimaru's base tomorrow evening," Mizuki whispered to the man in black.
Originally, he was planning to stay in Konoha for a while and make some achievements first. That would make Orochimaru take him seriously when he would defect to join under him.
But now that his reputation was ruined by that boy, he would have to make changes to his plans. With his deeds exposed, he would have to face the judging looks of the people of Konoha.
'What a disgrace! It's all the fault of that brat named Arata; he really deserves to die!' A cold look flashed through Mizuki's eyes as he thought of Arata.
"That's up to you, but why tomorrow?" The man in black's voice was a little hoarse, but it was obvious that he was a man.
"I still have some things to deal with before leaving." Murderous intent burst out in Mizuki's eyes.
"Okay." The man in black didn't ask any more questions and nodded, "We'll meet here tomorrow evening."
The brief conversation ended, and the two immediately went their separate ways.
The man in black was heading east, and when he passed a bush, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
But it was too late for him to react; a long knife was placed on his neck.
"This is Konoha ANBU; come with us."
On the other side, Mizuki's destination was the west side of Konoha.
Looking through the Ninja School's archives, he found where Arata's residence was, and had his body flickered into that night!
He also wanted to find the demon fox boy and trick him out of his home so that he could see the miserable condition of his friend's death with his own eyes!
And when the demon would be at his most desperate moments, he would stab his throat with a kunai, ending his life.
Just thinking about the scene made his body tremble, dispelling half of his resentment toward him.
Woosh!
Looking at the lit apartment in front of him, Mizuki stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Time to hunt!
Looking around, he checked to see if there was someone nearby; only after a thorough check did Mizuki choose to open the door and enter the house openly.
He was not afraid of the boy escaping right under his nose, nor was he afraid of any kind of ambush or retaliation from Arata.
In the face of his absolute strength, all these struggles were in vain!
"How come no one is here?" But the next moment, Mizuki's dream was shattered; his prey was not inside the house.
Although the lights were on, the entire room was empty.
"Teacher Mizuki, are you looking for me?" A playful voice suddenly came from behind Mizuki, making him freeze in fear for a moment.
Taking advantage of this gap, a shuriken flew past his hair and nailed the pillar behind him.
Turning around, Mizuki touched his hair, looked at the young man in front of him, and laughed wildly. "You are such a waste, Arata-kun! You had such a good opportunity, but you missed the target~ If you had hit me just now, you could have at least injured me a little! Now, you can only die like a dog; what a pity!"
Mizuki's face was filled with ferocity; he grabbed the kunai in his hand and was about to rush toward Arata.
But before he could take a step forward, his legs felt like they were being held by something.
"What?" As he lowered his head, Mizuki saw that his lower body was tightly bound by steel wires. "You did this? When?"
Arata smirked and pointed at the shuriken that was stuck on the pillar behind his back. It reflected an orange-red halo under the light of the hanging steel wire.
"Damn it!"
Mizuki's face turned green with anger, and he understood that the opponent's shuriken just now was just a feint attack, and the real purpose was to build this trap. "Smelly brat, do you really think this can..."
"I never thought that I could trap you just like this, Teacher Mizuki." Arata's dead fish eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands formed marks. "I'm always on guard against chunin like you."
"That technique is!" Mizuki's eyes widened upon recognizing the hand seal Arata was making, and he panicked in fright, "Wait, no!"
Fire Style - Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!
Arata's cheeks puffed up, and several balls of flame came out of his mouth.
Boom.
The flame directly ignited the fire oil on the surface of the steel wires that were tightly wrapped around Mizuki's entire body, burning him alive.
The firelight shone on Arata's face, flickering brightly and dimly. Looking at the man who was on fire, screaming in front of him, the boy stood and watched, calm.
Next day, early morning!
Arata woke up in his room; all the traces from yesterday's event had long disappeared.
He stood up and stretched his arms lazily before getting dressed. Just as he was ready to go out, Kushina's distinctive stern voice sounded in his mind, "Brush your teeth and wash your face."
"Oh." Arata sighed with eyes wide open and walked into the bathroom obediently.
"Good, you should pay attention to your own image! Girls would feel disgusted if they smelled bad breath coming from you," Kushina smiled with satisfaction.
"Okay, you're an old mother; you're right," Arata rolled his eyes.
"Haha!!!" Kushina laughed even louder and pointedly at his eyes. "If you little bastard were my son, you wouldn't have such dead eyes like now!"
"Then I would become a clown as well, right?" Arata countered ruthlessly.
"Tch tch, you just mocked your good brother like this?" Kushina's tone was quite dissatisfied, and then she became arrogant, "Even if Naruto became a clown, at least he dares to confess to the girl he likes! Huh, he is indeed my son!"
"Then, haven't I confessed to you before?" Arata asked back with a smile on his face.
"You..." Kushina was suddenly rendered speechless, seeing his seamlessness, she choked on her words.
"Old mother, I need to go to the toilet," Arata reminded her before walking in a certain direction.
"Well, I will close my eyes," Kushina's muffled voice sounded.
The two of them were now in a very strange symbiotic state.
Kushina in the Soul Enhancing Pearl could see and sense the outside world through Arata's eyes.
While going to the toilet and taking a bath, if she opened her eyes, she could really see everything Arata was seeing.
"Do you think the Third Hokage will send someone to look for me?" Arata asked Kushina suddenly to break the awkward silence.
"Probably." Kushina was silent for a moment and analyzed, "A student who has not yet graduated from the ninja school can kill a chunin. No matter what era he is born in, he can be regarded as a genius. Old Man Hokage has always been looking for geniuses."
"Very interesting."
"What?"
"The younger you are and the more you can kill, the better a genius you are. Ninjas are really cruel beings."
"Well."
Kushina didn't comment on Arata's conclusion and just sighed slightly. "Young man, look where you are aiming."
"Uh, thank you." Arata looked down and quickly straightened himself up.
Only after he fastened his trousers did he realize what he had just heard. The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely as he lost his cool. "Oye! Didn't you say you would keep your eyes closed?"
"I didn't do it on purpose. While I was chatting with you, I opened them subconsciously," Kushina said in a nonchalant tone. "It doesn't even matter anyway. In my eyes, you are just a child, so it's not a big problem."
"I am the one who suffers. Don't little kids have the right to privacy?" Arata retorted angrily, picked up his backpack, and walked out of the house.
Arriving at the Ninja Academy, Arata walked into the class and found that Shikamaru and Naruto were already sitting in their seats.
"Arata, here!" Naruto waved to him loudly with a big smile on his face.
"Why is he so stupid? I don't know who has been teaching him to act like this..." Kushina couldn't help but complain. During the time she was staying in Arata's body, she had a deep understanding of how her son was being treated in Konoha ever since he was born.
If it hadn't been for the boy Arata, who had been lending him a helping hand, even if her son could survive because of her bloodline, he would have probably been half-dead by now.
Even though fate was so cruel to her child, he could still greet people with a smile every day. The very scene made Kushina's heart twist in heart-wrenching pain and made her feel guilty at the same time.
Sometimes, seeing the stupidity Naruto occasionally shows left her very embarrassed. Neither she nor Minato used to act like that. The boy obviously had excellent genes, but then why was he so stupid?
"No matter who he is, he is still your son," Arata sighed and looked at the two brothers opposite him. "Hey, why are you two here so early?"
"What a drag. My mother woke me up and took me to do some exercises early in the morning," Shikamaru yawned, with a look of helplessness on his face. "I didn't even get to sleep well."
"The milk I drank yesterday was expired, and I felt a stomachache this morning because of that." Naruto scratched his head and told his embarrassing story without caring.
"Are you an idiot? You knew it's expired but you still drank it." Arata was speechless and reached out to knock his head hard.
"Damn it, it hurts!" Naruto held his head and screamed in pain. "What was that for? Why did you suddenly hit me?"
"Don't get me wrong, your mother asked me to hit you just now." Arata opened his dead fish eyes and replied with a straight face, "By the way, she also asked me to give you two sets of homework after school as a punishment."
"No, you are a devil!" Naruto showed a scared expression when he heard what Arata said about homework and even ignored his 'excuses.'
"My dear, did you hear that? Your son said you are a devil." Arata's laughing voice echoed in the soul bead.
"What does it have to do with me? It was you who told him that, and he is calling you the devil." Kushina scoffed at Arata, shamelessly denying she ever said those words.
"Okay, okay, put your pants up and don't admit it, right?"
"It's so funny, I don't even have any pants on at all now~"
…
Arata choked hard when he heard her quick reply and was left speechless. The scene of the moment when he first saw her flashed through his mind.
"Big news!"
Just as Arata was lost in his thoughts, a student suddenly rushed into the classroom and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I just found out that Teacher Mizuki has resigned! I got the news from the inside."
"What?"
"Resigned? Is it true or false?"
"He just finished teaching us the first lesson yesterday, and now he is looking for a new job? What the hell?"
The classroom was in an uproar, and the students immediately started talking.
"Ino, what do you think?" Sakura, who was sitting in the row in front of Arata and the others, whispered back.
"It must have something to do with that fish." As the blonde-haired Ino spoke, she glanced at Arata from time to time and continued, "It also looks like the teacher is really interested in fish..."
"It's really unbelievable." Sakura took a breath, with a look of horror on her face. This was the first time she heard something so disgusting.
Most children in the ninja world are not innocent; they very well know a lot about the difference and the acts of men and women.
Well, except for Naruto; he was just a little fool at this stage. Even if he had become Sakura's licking dog, it's all out of the influence of the other kids. He also wanted the attention of other girls without knowing what it meant.
"Mizuki resigned?" Shikamaru raised his eyebrows, then he looked at Arata and said, "You don't seem surprised at all? Do you know something?"
As soon as the words fell, Sakura and Naruto also turned their attention to Arata.
Just as Shikamaru said, the boy's expression looked very calm; he spread his hands and did not hide anything, "Yes, I came to know about it last night."
"Last night?" Sakura frowned and asked curiously, "How did you know last night? He should have resigned today."
"That traitor Mizuki did not sleep in the middle of the night and instead came to my home to seek revenge on me." Arata rested his head on the back of the chair and said with a lazy expression, "Instead of killing me, he lost half his life by accident."
Hush!
After hearing his explanation, Sakura, Naruto, Ino, and Shikamaru fell silent. The girls looked at each other silently.
"Pfft!" Naruto was the first to break the tense atmosphere; he started laughing while holding his stomach, "That guy Mizuki is really an idiot!"
"Hey, did you actually believe what he said?" The corner of Sakura's mouth twitched slightly; she couldn't help but complain, "Not to mention whether Teacher Mizuki would do such a thing in the middle of the night, he was a formal chunin. Do you really believe that he would lose his life to a student? This is unthinkable. Maybe!"
"I'm curious, how did Arata-kun do it?" Ino blinked in surprise. She did not outright defuse his claims and asked with a suppressed smile, "Did it rely on your self-created Ninja Technique, the Starry Star Technique?"
Hiss!
Hearing the familiar name of this technique, Shikamaru felt a phantom pain in his eyes and balls.
[Choose.]
The next second, the golden system interface popped up before Arata again. The lazy expression on the boy's face suddenly turned into a dark look.
[1. Explain the advanced version of the "Starry Star technique" that you used to 'kill Mizuki' to all the students in the class and get their approval.]
[2. Facing Ino, unbutton your pants angrily and let her taste your new technique - a flying jet of three thousand feet!]
This time the system gave Arata only two options, which seemed quite humane.
But Arata just really wanted to meet the woman who gave birth to the system at the moment and use the Flying Jet of Three Thousand Waves technique on her.
What the hell was that option in the first option?!
How come he, the creator, doesn't know that there is an advanced version of that technique?
The second one? That was even more special. He was still a kid; what would be flying down three thousand feet?!
It sounds quite poetic at first, Li Bai, right?
But when combined with "unbuttoning his pants" and "Letting her appreciate," Arata's brain flashed with a taboo scene.
It can be said that no matter which option he decided to choose, at the end of the day, he would lose all the little dignity he had left.
But for the sake of his best friend's biological mother, this time he had to choose the lesser of two evils!
Snap!
Right before the eyes of Ino, Sakura, Naruto, and Shikamaru, Arata suddenly stood up and clapped his hands twice.
The sound was very loud, and the students who were still talking to each other were attracted to the scene one after another.
"My dear Beauty, you actually underestimated my starry sky, didn't you?" Arata looked down at Ino, and his dead fish eyes became extremely serious at that moment.
"I... I didn't..." Ino was intimidated by the sudden change in his aura and couldn't help but tremble for a few seconds. After reacting, the corner of her mouth suddenly twitched. "Hey, what the hell is 'my dear beauty'?"
"Do you know?" Arata ignored her complaint and looked around with deep eyes: "Because he is Shikamaru and he is my good friend, that's why I used the regular version of the Starry Star technique before! This technique is less lethal than the original one."
"So, I have to thank you." Shikamaru whispered, his head covered with black lines.
"Real version?" Sakura was more curious about the real technique, so she asked with a confused expression, "Besides the normal version, do you have other versions?"
"Of course!" Arata nodded, "If it's an advanced version, it won't involve the use of sand."
"Then what does it involve?" Naruto scratched his head in confusion and couldn't help but continue to ask.
"I will use my words to criticize them!"
Under the gaze of all the classmates, Arata suppressed the shame in his heart and said, "If I use the advanced version to answer the question, how should you respond?"