### **Chapter 18: The First Mission**
The next morning, Tomaru woke up to the soft light of the sun filtering through his window. He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed, the events of the previous days lingering in his mind. It was the first time in weeks he had truly felt unsettled. The world seemed to be closing in on him, and with every passing day, he could feel the weight of his hidden power becoming harder to ignore.
He had already accepted that he wasn't just an ordinary kid anymore. The Tenseigan had made sure of that. But what did it mean? What was his purpose?
As he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind, he stood up and stretched, shaking off the remnants of sleep. Today was a special day. It was the day Team 7, which Tomaru was a part of, would officially embark on their first mission.
He dressed quickly, pulling on his simple ninja uniform and adjusting the forehead protector around his head. His reflection in the mirror caught his attention for a moment. His straight brown hair was still messy from sleep, but it added to his usual carefree appearance. His blue eyes gleamed, but there was a certain tension in them today—today, he was about to take his first real step as a ninja.
It was strange to think about. Not long ago, he had been just another face in the Academy, blending in, going unnoticed. But now, with the Tenseigan and his connection to the village's fate, everything felt different.
A knock at his door pulled him from his thoughts. "Tomaru! You're gonna be late if you don't hurry!" Ino's voice called from the other side.
Tomaru smiled slightly, feeling a bit of comfort from her familiar energy. He hadn't realized just how much he had come to depend on her presence. It was strange—he had never been good at forming close bonds with people, but Ino had somehow managed to worm her way into his life with her persistence and warmth.
"I'm coming!" he called back, grabbing his kunai pouch and heading for the door.
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The walk to the mission office felt almost surreal. Tomaru tried to push aside the anxiety that bubbled in his chest. He was going on his first mission, but unlike Naruto or Sasuke, he had no real combat experience. Sure, he had the Tenseigan and could see chakra pathways, but when it came to real battle... he wasn't so sure how he would perform.
As he met up with Ino, Shikamaru, and Choji, his mind raced. They had all become familiar faces, but still, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking into something that could change everything.
"Hey, you alright?" Ino asked, noticing the distracted look on his face. "You seem a little... off today."
Tomaru forced a small smile. "Just thinking, I guess. I've never done a real mission before."
Ino chuckled. "Don't worry about it. This mission is simple. We're just guarding a merchant caravan traveling to the border. Nothing too dangerous."
"Guarding a caravan?" Shikamaru asked, looking bored already. "Easy job. But I guess it'll give you a chance to prove yourself, Tomaru."
Tomaru glanced over at him, but Shikamaru's lazy demeanor didn't seem like it would be the type of person to push anyone too hard. He was an odd sort, clever and perceptive, but not particularly motivated when it came to most things.
"Let's just get through this without causing too much trouble, alright?" Choji chimed in, munching on his snacks as usual.
The team walked in silence to the mission office, where they were briefed by their Jonin, a stoic woman named Tetsuya. She was no-nonsense, her eyes sharp and calculating as she handed each of them their assignments.
"You will accompany the merchant caravan to the border," she explained, her voice calm and authoritative. "It's a routine mission, but stay alert. We don't know what kind of trouble might arise along the way. Stay close, stay sharp."
Tomaru nodded along, though his mind was still a whirl of nervous thoughts. He wasn't sure if he was ready for something like this. In his world, the stakes were nothing like what they were in the Hidden Leaf Village. Here, life was dangerous, and one mistake could cost you everything.
Tetsuya finished the briefing and turned to leave. "We leave in an hour. Be ready."
The team gathered their things and made their way to the village gates, where they met the merchant caravan. It was a small convoy, just a few carts, but each was filled with goods that needed protection. Tomaru could tell right away that the merchant drivers were nervous—they didn't look like seasoned travelers.
As they set off along the road, Tomaru couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. The air was heavy with tension. It was too quiet. No one was talking. Even Ino, who usually loved to chat, had fallen silent.
He couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching them. He glanced over his shoulder several times, his Tenseigan flashing to life with the slightest activation. He could see the chakra pathways of everyone around him, including the merchants. Their chakra was erratic, unstable. They were nervous, yes, but there was something else. Something more.
He didn't have long to think about it, though. As they approached a dense forest area, the sound of twigs snapping underfoot echoed in the distance. Tomaru's heart skipped a beat. His instincts were on high alert.
"We're not alone," he muttered under his breath.
Ino raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Tomaru narrowed his eyes. "Something's wrong."
Suddenly, from the treeline, a group of masked figures leaped out, landing in front of the caravan. They were armed and appeared to be ninjas—rogue ninjas, most likely, judging by their attire.
"Hand over the caravan's goods," one of them demanded, his voice harsh and low.
Tetsuya didn't hesitate. "Prepare yourselves, everyone. We'll handle this."
Tomaru's heart pounded in his chest. This was it—his first real test. No more running, no more hiding. This was the moment he had been dreading... and yet, a strange sense of calm washed over him.
He had to protect the caravan. He had to prove that he wasn't just a civilian, that he wasn't just someone who could be tossed aside when the going got tough.
*"I can do this,"* he thought, activating his Tenseigan. *"I have to."*
As the rogue ninjas charged toward them, Tomaru took a deep breath and prepared for what would come next.
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### **To be continued...**
### **Chapter 19: A Hidden Strength Emerges**
The rogue ninjas advanced quickly, their movements almost a blur as they spread out to surround Team 7 and the merchant caravan. Tomaru felt his pulse quicken, but he steadied his breath. This was no practice spar at the Academy; these opponents were real, and so were the stakes.
Beside him, Ino drew her kunai, her usual lighthearted expression replaced by fierce determination. Shikamaru scanned the scene with his trademark calculating gaze, his mind already formulating strategies. Choji stood ready, calm but focused, his fists clenched and eyes narrowed.
Tetsuya stepped forward, her stance firm as she spoke in a low voice. "Stick to the plan. Guard the caravan and protect the merchants. Stay together."
Tomaru nodded, his Tenseigan flickering to life as he looked out at the masked attackers. He could see each of their chakra pathways, but his gaze lingered on one ninja in particular—their leader, judging by the larger chakra reserves pulsing within him. Tomaru's instincts screamed that this ninja was dangerous.
"Hey, Tomaru, you good?" Ino's voice broke through his focus, her eyes glancing at him with a mixture of concern and excitement.
"Yeah," he replied, though his heart pounded with a mix of fear and determination. "Let's do this."
One of the rogue ninjas darted forward, aiming directly for Tomaru. Without thinking, Tomaru dodged, sidestepping with surprising agility. The Tenseigan allowed him to anticipate the ninja's moves before they happened. He countered quickly, aiming a strike with a kunai, but his opponent deflected it effortlessly.
"You've got some moves, kid," the rogue ninja sneered, regrouping. "But you're out of your league."
Tomaru clenched his jaw, frustration building. He could see his opponent's moves, but his body wasn't yet trained to respond as effectively as he wanted. His mind raced, remembering the techniques he had seen in the show—yet somehow, nothing felt as simple in real life.
Shikamaru, noticing Tomaru's struggle, sprang into action, extending his shadow toward the rogue ninja, binding him momentarily. "Tomaru, now!"
Realizing the opportunity, Tomaru gathered his courage and struck, landing a solid blow that sent the enemy reeling back. "Thanks, Shikamaru," he managed, a hint of relief in his voice.
"No problem," Shikamaru replied with a smirk. "Just try not to overthink it. Trust your instincts."
The sound of metal clashing pulled Tomaru's attention. Ino and Choji were locked in battle with two other rogues, each of them showing surprising skill and resilience. Ino managed to distract her opponent with quick, agile movements, while Choji used his size to his advantage, forcing his enemy to keep his distance.
However, just as Tomaru was about to join them, he felt an intense surge of chakra behind him. Whirling around, he saw the rogue leader had broken through Tetsuya's defenses and was heading straight for the merchants.
*"I can't let him reach them,"* Tomaru thought, adrenaline surging as he focused his Tenseigan on the attacker.
Summoning every ounce of courage, Tomaru charged at the rogue leader, his Tenseigan allowing him to predict the ninja's movements with eerie precision. He ducked and dodged, each move feeling more instinctive as he adjusted his stance. For the first time, he truly felt the advantage his Tenseigan granted him—the ability to see his enemy's movements almost before they happened, a skill that would take years of practice to refine.
"Persistent, aren't you?" the rogue leader sneered as he lunged forward with a blade. Tomaru sidestepped, barely avoiding the strike, and countered with a swift kick that landed squarely in the rogue's chest, knocking him off balance.
A spark of anger flashed in the rogue leader's eyes. "You think you can stop me? You're just a kid."
Tomaru met his gaze, his own fear momentarily replaced by resolve. "Maybe, but I'm not backing down."
The rogue leader's face twisted with fury as he prepared another attack. But before he could advance, Tetsuya intervened, blocking his path and delivering a powerful strike that sent him reeling.
"Enough of this!" Tetsuya's voice was calm but filled with authority. "You won't get past us."
Realizing he was outmatched, the rogue leader scowled, signaling his team to retreat. In an instant, they vanished into the shadows, leaving Team 7 standing in the clearing, victorious but shaken.
Tomaru's shoulders sagged with relief as the adrenaline began to wear off. His heart still raced, but he felt a strange sense of accomplishment. He had held his own in battle—his first real fight.
Ino came over, grinning as she clapped him on the shoulder. "Not bad, Tomaru! You were awesome out there."
"Yeah, you actually seemed pretty cool," Choji added, offering him a thumbs-up.
Tomaru smiled sheepishly, his usual quiet demeanor returning. "Thanks... I just did what I had to do."
Shikamaru gave him a knowing look, a slight smirk on his face. "You might be stronger than you think, Tomaru. Just try not to hold back next time."
As they regrouped and began escorting the merchants once again, Tomaru felt a renewed sense of purpose. This world was real, and he was a part of it now. No longer just an observer—he was a ninja, bound by the duty to protect others, no matter the danger.
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That night, as they camped by the roadside, Tomaru lay awake, staring up at the stars. The Tenseigan had granted him insight into his enemies' movements, yes—but it was also a reminder of the power he held within him. A power that, one day, might bring him face-to-face with even greater challenges.
*"I can't hide from this forever,"* he thought, a chill running through him. *"I have to keep pushing forward, no matter what."*
In the quiet of the night, he resolved to become the kind of ninja who could protect those around him. And, perhaps, to uncover the true potential of the Tenseigan... before it was too late.
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### **To be continued...**
### **Chapter 19: Rising to the Challenge**
The rogue ninjas charged, their expressions fierce as they sprinted toward the caravan. Tomaru's heart raced, but he steadied himself. This was the moment he had both feared and awaited—a chance to truly see what he could do with the Tenseigan's power, with all his training, and with every instinct he had honed over the last few weeks.
*"Stay calm,"* he reminded himself, echoing the lesson his Jonin instructors often emphasized. Panicking could be fatal, and he'd need every ounce of focus to protect his team and the caravan.
The lead rogue ninja, a tall man with a scar running across his face, lunged toward him, kunai flashing in the dim light. Tomaru barely managed to sidestep in time, raising his hands defensively. His Tenseigan activated almost instinctively, blue light flickering in his right eye, and immediately, his perception of the world sharpened—every detail of the enemy's movements, his stance, and even his chakra flow came into stark clarity.
*"Alright, time to test this."*
With one swift motion, Tomaru focused his Tenseigan's energy, willing his eye to guide his next move. He could almost sense the rogue ninja's intentions before he even struck, a faint hint in his chakra flow. Tomaru spun and delivered a swift kick to his attacker's side, knocking the rogue ninja back with surprising ease.
The rogue ninja stumbled, glaring at him. "Who are you, kid?" he sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. But Tomaru didn't answer. He focused, breathing in and out, channeling the energy that seemed to swell within him.
Another rogue appeared from behind, faster than the first, and Tomaru felt a flicker of panic. *Two of them? Already?* But then he remembered Tetsuya's voice—*"Never let them see your fear."* He clenched his fists and focused.
"Stay back, Tomaru!" Ino's voice cut through the noise as she leapt forward, weaving through hand seals with practiced precision. "Mind Transfer Jutsu!" Her chakra surged as she projected her mind at one of the attackers. The rogue froze for a moment, caught off-guard, allowing Tomaru to move in for a decisive blow.
Together, they managed to fend off the ambush for a few moments, working in tandem, covering each other's weaknesses. The training they had endured as a team was paying off; they moved as if they had practiced these maneuvers for years, even though Tomaru still felt like an outsider sometimes.
At one point, he felt a sudden pulse in his right eye, almost like a subtle reminder of the Tenseigan's presence. Tomaru glanced to his side and noticed another rogue ninja hiding behind a tree, preparing to strike at Choji, who was preoccupied with another attacker.
Without hesitating, Tomaru focused his Tenseigan on the hidden enemy. His vision pierced through the tree's cover, and with a surge of energy, he forced a blast of chakra outward. The rogue ninja was pushed back by an invisible force, stumbling into the open, where Choji quickly dispatched him with a powerful punch.
*"Amazing..."* Tomaru thought, surprised at the sheer strength he had just unleashed. *The Tenseigan's powers are beyond anything I ever imagined.*
But before he could celebrate, another surge of pain shot through his eye. He winced, clutching his face as the world around him dimmed slightly. *Not now... don't fail me now,* he thought, fighting to keep his focus.
Ino noticed him faltering. "Tomaru, are you okay?" she called, concern flickering in her eyes.
"I... I'm fine," he replied, steadying himself. But he knew he couldn't rely solely on the Tenseigan's powers. It was a formidable tool, yes, but it was still limited, and pushing it too far could leave him vulnerable.
Meanwhile, Shikamaru had taken note of the rogue ninjas' positions, analyzing the patterns of their movements. "Tomaru, Ino, Choji—over here," he called, gesturing to an area where they could regroup. "They're trying to split us up. Stick together, and don't overextend."
Tomaru nodded, grateful for Shikamaru's quick thinking. They moved closer, tightening their formation, and began fighting as a unit. One by one, they managed to fend off the attackers, driving them back inch by inch.
But the rogue leader wasn't done yet. Enraged by the unexpected resistance, he let out a frustrated snarl and signaled for his remaining comrades to join him. They regrouped, forming a line as they prepared for one final push.
Tomaru felt his heart skip a beat. *We're outnumbered... but we can't back down now.*
As the rogue leader charged toward them, Tomaru decided to make a bold move. Channeling as much chakra as he could into his legs, he sprinted forward, intercepting the leader's attack. He could feel the intense pressure of the rogue's strike, but he held his ground, refusing to back down.
"Ino, Shikamaru, now!" he shouted, giving them the opening they needed.
Ino launched another Mind Transfer Jutsu, while Shikamaru used his Shadow Possession Jutsu to restrain two of the attackers. Choji, summoning his strength, delivered a powerful finishing blow, sending the remaining rogue ninja crashing into the dirt.
Breathless and exhausted, the team stood victorious. The caravan was safe, and the rogues were either defeated or had fled into the forest.
Tomaru let out a sigh of relief, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction. For the first time since he'd come to this world, he had truly stepped into the role of a ninja, protecting those who couldn't protect themselves.
Ino smiled at him, pride evident in her eyes. "You did great, Tomaru. You're a natural at this."
Tomaru chuckled, feeling a warmth he hadn't expected. "Thanks, Ino. I'm just glad we made it out alright."
Shikamaru, who rarely showed much emotion, gave him a nod of approval. "Not bad. For someone who usually keeps to himself, you handled yourself pretty well out there."
Tomaru looked away, feeling a bit embarrassed. But inside, he felt a quiet pride. This world, with all its dangers and challenges, had become his new reality, and for the first time, he felt like he truly belonged here. He was ready to face whatever came next.
As they made their way back to the village, Tomaru glanced up at the clear sky, a small smile playing on his lips. This journey was just beginning, but he was ready for it, no matter what lay ahead.
### **Chapter 20: Rumors and Revelations**
Back in the village, the news of Team 10's success on their mission spread quickly. It wasn't often that a group of rookie Genin managed to handle a rogue ninja ambush on their own, and everyone seemed impressed. Tomaru felt a mixture of pride and relief as he walked through the streets, noticing villagers and even other Genin glancing at him with newfound respect. But with admiration also came attention—and that was something Tomaru wasn't entirely ready for.
The next morning at the Academy, he walked into the classroom, expecting the usual scene. Instead, there was a hushed silence as nearly everyone turned to look at him.
"Hey, did you hear?" a boy whispered to his friend. "Tomaru's team took down a bunch of rogue ninjas!"
"No way! I thought he was just some quiet guy," another chimed in. "Guess there's more to him than we thought."
Tomaru tried to ignore the stares, taking a seat near the window, hoping he could just blend in as usual. But Naruto, of course, had other plans.
"Oi, Tomaru!" Naruto called out loudly, drawing even more attention. "What's this I hear about you fighting off some rogue ninjas? Acting all cool, huh?"
Tomaru glanced at him, feeling a twinge of embarrassment. "It was just… our mission. Nothing special," he muttered, hoping that would be the end of it.
But Naruto, never one to let things go, kept going. "Come on, tell us! Did you use some secret jutsu or something?" He leaned in, eyes wide with excitement.
Ino, sitting nearby, rolled her eyes. "Naruto, stop bothering him! If you want a story, make one up yourself."
Sakura giggled, chiming in. "Yeah, Naruto, why don't you go focus on becoming a Genin first instead of pestering everyone else?"
Naruto pouted but finally relented, mumbling something under his breath as he went back to his seat. Tomaru glanced over at Ino, giving her a small nod of thanks, which she returned with a warm smile.
Meanwhile, Shikamaru was observing him carefully. Tomaru could tell that his teammate had been paying attention to more than just the surface-level rumors. Shikamaru had always been sharp, and Tomaru could feel his friend's suspicion growing with each passing day.
After class, Shikamaru approached him. "Hey, Tomaru," he started casually, leaning against the wall. "You've been acting… different lately."
Tomaru's heart skipped a beat. He had done his best to keep his cover, to act as he imagined the "old" Tomaru would, but Shikamaru was too observant to be easily fooled.
"What do you mean?" Tomaru asked, feigning innocence.
Shikamaru shrugged. "You're just… sharper, more focused. Before, you seemed like you were just drifting through life, but now? You actually seem… aware. Like you're noticing things for the first time."
Tomaru felt a bead of sweat form on his forehead. "People change, Shikamaru. Maybe the mission just woke me up a bit, made me realize I need to take things seriously."
Shikamaru's gaze lingered on him for a moment, then he sighed, scratching the back of his head. "Troublesome… but maybe you're right. Just try not to do anything that'll get us into more trouble than we need, alright?"
Tomaru gave him a reassuring nod. "I'll do my best."
As Shikamaru walked off, Tomaru felt a pang of guilt. He knew that his teammates trusted him, but there was so much about himself he couldn't reveal. The fact that he was from a different world, that he was an outsider in every sense of the word—if they knew the truth, how would they look at him then?
Later that evening, Tomaru decided to visit the Hokage Monument, a place he often went to clear his thoughts. The massive stone faces of the past Hokages gazed out over the village, silent but powerful, reminding him of the weight of the path he had chosen to follow. Standing there, looking out at the village, he felt both an immense responsibility and a deep fear.
*"This world… it's not a game, and it's not some fantasy,"* he thought. *"I have a real place here, real people counting on me."*
As he stood there, lost in thought, a familiar voice called out.
"Tomaru?"
He turned to see Ino approaching, a curious look on her face. "I thought I might find you here."
Tomaru blinked in surprise. "Ino? What are you doing here?"
She shrugged, walking up to stand beside him. "I just… I've noticed you've been acting different lately. And after everything that happened on the mission, I figured you might need someone to talk to."
Tomaru hesitated, unsure of how much he should share. But something in Ino's expression told him that she genuinely cared, and for once, he felt the urge to open up, even if only a little.
"It's just… everything feels so intense," he said quietly. "Being a ninja, the missions, the people… sometimes, I'm not sure if I'm cut out for it."
Ino looked at him thoughtfully. "You're stronger than you think, Tomaru. I saw it on the mission. You took risks to protect us, to protect people you barely know. That's what being a ninja is about."
He looked away, feeling a mix of emotions. Ino's words were kind, but he still doubted himself. Could he truly belong in this world, in a life that felt both exhilarating and terrifying?
"I guess I'm just… trying to figure out who I am," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper.
Ino placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Whatever happens, you've got us. You're not alone, Tomaru."
He looked at her, a genuine smile forming on his face. "Thanks, Ino."
They stood there in silence for a moment, watching as the sun set over the village, casting a warm glow over everything. For the first time in a long time, Tomaru felt a sense of peace—a small comfort in the midst of the uncertainty that lay ahead.
As the stars began to appear in the sky, he silently vowed to protect this world, to protect the people he had come to care for. No matter the challenges he faced, he would rise to meet them.
### **Chapter 21: Sparring and Surprises**
The following day, the Academy held a sparring session, and the excitement was palpable. For the Genin hopefuls, these matches were a chance to show off their skills and prove themselves against their peers. Tomaru felt both excitement and anxiety as he prepared, knowing that every eye would be on him, and wondering just how much he could reveal without drawing too much attention.
Naruto, of course, was buzzing with energy, unable to sit still as he awaited his match. He threw mock punches at the air, clearly hoping to impress everyone—especially Sakura, who watched from the sidelines with a mixture of skepticism and amusement.
"You're looking extra jumpy today, Naruto," Tomaru remarked, smirking a little as he watched his friend's antics.
Naruto grinned, puffing out his chest. "Just you watch, Tomaru! Today, I'm gonna show everyone what a future Hokage can do!"
Tomaru chuckled. "We'll see. Just don't trip on your own feet, alright?"
As the sparring matches began, Tomaru watched closely, sizing up his classmates as they fought. Sasuke displayed his usual confidence, quickly taking down his opponent with precision and speed. Shikamaru was less enthusiastic, using minimal effort and opting to trick his opponent into surrendering with a well-placed shadow technique. Naruto, meanwhile, threw himself into his match with all the energy he could muster, much to the delight (and slight embarrassment) of the onlookers.
Finally, it was Tomaru's turn. His opponent was Choji, a friendly and strong fighter with surprising agility for his size. Tomaru felt a surge of nerves as they took their positions. It was one thing to train alone, but facing off against someone in front of an audience was a whole new level of pressure.
"Ready, Tomaru?" Choji asked, rolling his shoulders and giving him a friendly smile.
Tomaru nodded, focusing his breathing. "Ready when you are, Choji."
As the match began, Choji charged forward, his fists swinging. Tomaru dodged the first blow, feeling the power in Choji's punches as they brushed past him. He kept his movements light, weaving around Choji's strikes, focusing on evasion rather than attacking.
The crowd began to murmur, some whispering that Tomaru seemed hesitant or too cautious. But he knew better than to underestimate Choji's strength—one solid hit could easily knock him out.
Choji's determination grew, and he activated his Partial Expansion Jutsu, enlarging his arms to try and close the gap. Tomaru's eyes narrowed as he analyzed the movements. He couldn't dodge forever, but he didn't want to reveal any advanced techniques either. So he waited for the right moment.
With a swift pivot, Tomaru ducked under Choji's arm and managed to tap his friend on the shoulder, a subtle victory move in sparring. Choji paused, blinking in surprise.
"Whoa! I didn't even see you move!" Choji said, genuinely impressed.
Tomaru grinned, breathing a little easier now that the match was over. "Thanks, Choji. I've been working on my speed."
Their teacher, Iruka, clapped his hands. "Well done, both of you! Tomaru, nice use of timing and footwork. And Choji, excellent power control!"
As Tomaru left the ring, he caught Shikamaru's eye. His friend was watching him with that same calculating look, as if he was piecing together a puzzle.
Naruto, however, wasn't one to overthink things. He ran over, clapping Tomaru on the back. "That was awesome, Tomaru! You dodged Choji like it was nothing! Where'd you learn to do that?"
Tomaru rubbed the back of his neck, trying to play it cool. "I guess I've just been practicing a lot, you know? Trying to get better, like everyone else."
Ino, who had been watching closely, stepped in with a teasing smile. "Practicing, huh? I think you've been holding out on us, Tomaru. I didn't know you had moves like that."
Tomaru felt his cheeks warm under Ino's scrutiny, but he managed a small smile. "Well, maybe I'm full of surprises."
Sasuke scoffed from nearby, crossing his arms. "Speed isn't everything. If you don't have the strength to back it up, it's meaningless." His voice held a hint of challenge, and Tomaru could sense that Sasuke was sizing him up more seriously now.
Tomaru met Sasuke's gaze, holding his composure. "Maybe. But sometimes speed can make the difference."
Their exchange lingered in the air, and Tomaru could feel a subtle shift in the room. Sasuke was clearly reevaluating him, while Shikamaru seemed to be filing away details in his mental notes. Ino, meanwhile, watched him with a mixture of amusement and interest, as if she were seeing him in a new light.
As they left the Academy later that day, Ino walked alongside Tomaru, chatting animatedly about the matches and their classmates. Tomaru listened, occasionally glancing at her as he tried to keep up with her rapid thoughts.
"So, Tomaru, what's your secret?" she asked suddenly, giving him a playful nudge. "You're not as average as you used to be, you know."
Tomaru shrugged, smiling faintly. "No secrets. Just… trying to keep up with everyone."
Ino rolled her eyes. "Sure, keep playing the 'mystery guy' card. But one of these days, you're gonna have to let us in on what's going on in that head of yours."
Tomaru laughed, feeling a sense of relief and enjoyment in her company. For a moment, he let himself relax, grateful to have friends who accepted him—even if they didn't know the whole truth.
As he walked home that evening, he found himself thinking over the day's events, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. He was finding his place, even if it was in a world far from what he'd once known.
### **Chapter 22: The Shadow of Danzo**
The sparring matches brought Tomaru a sense of accomplishment, but he knew that moments like these were only the beginning. The Academy had its challenges, but the world outside—especially certain figures like Danzo—posed a far greater threat. Tomaru's memories of Naruto's world warned him that, if he showed too much potential, he might draw unwanted attention. The last thing he wanted was to catch the eye of Konoha's more secretive forces.
As he entered the Academy classroom the next morning, he tried to keep a low profile. Naruto was already loudly complaining about homework, and Sasuke looked as intense as ever. Shikamaru slouched near the back, giving Tomaru a sidelong glance before closing his eyes to pretend he was asleep. Ino waved at him with a bright smile, causing Tomaru to smile back a little before taking his seat.
"Today, we'll discuss the role of teamwork in missions," Iruka announced as the students quieted down. "In the field, trust among teammates is essential, so let's talk about how you can build it."
Naruto grumbled, "Yeah, but it's hard when your teammates ignore you!" He shot a look at Sasuke, who didn't even flinch.
Tomaru listened to Iruka's lesson carefully, reflecting on how teamwork was always depicted in the stories he remembered from his past life. The idea of trust and camaraderie seemed simple on the surface, but he knew that true cooperation could be challenging. And with someone like Danzo in the village, even trust came with risks.
As class ended, Tomaru felt a familiar presence beside him. Ino had sidled up with her usual grin. "Hey, Tomaru, wanna grab some lunch with me and Shikamaru?"
Before he could answer, Naruto bounded over with his usual energy. "Lunch? Count me in too! Tomaru, let's make it a team outing!"
Ino sighed, but Tomaru chuckled, finding Naruto's enthusiasm contagious. "Alright, let's go."
The group made their way to a small food stall. As they sat down, Tomaru felt a strange sense of normalcy—one that he wasn't quite used to. It was easy to laugh at Naruto's jokes, enjoy Shikamaru's dry humor, and listen to Ino's animated stories about her favorite flowers and ambitions. But a part of him still felt detached, as if he were watching it all from afar.
After they finished eating, Shikamaru stretched, giving Tomaru a calculating look. "You know, Tomaru, you've been acting different lately. It's like you're trying to keep a secret or something."
Tomaru's heart skipped a beat, but he kept his composure, forcing a laugh. "You're overthinking, Shikamaru. Maybe I'm just trying to be… more friendly."
Naruto laughed, oblivious. "Tomaru's just becoming cooler every day! Right, Ino?"
Ino nodded, eyes bright. "Absolutely. But Shikamaru's right—you're more… I don't know, confident."
Tomaru gave a modest shrug, doing his best to deflect their curiosity. "Guess I'm just finding my place."
The moment passed, but Shikamaru's words lingered. Shikamaru's perceptiveness made Tomaru a little nervous; the last thing he wanted was for his friends to start questioning his past or abilities.
Later that night, he found himself lying in bed, thinking over the day. His mind wandered to the hidden dangers in Konoha—particularly the looming shadow of Danzo. Even in this world, rumors about Danzo circulated among students and teachers alike, though most dismissed them as exaggerated tales.
"If Danzo ever found out about my Tenseigan…" he murmured to himself, a chill running down his spine. He couldn't afford to reveal too much, not until he was stronger and more prepared to protect himself.
In the coming days, Tomaru resolved to be more cautious. He would participate in classes, but he'd hold back in sparring matches. He would interact with his classmates but never disclose anything personal. His goal was to blend in, avoid suspicion, and build his skills quietly.
### **Chapter 23: The Chuunin Exam Announcement**
One morning, as Tomaru entered the Academy, he sensed a different energy in the air. Students were whispering excitedly, and even Iruka-sensei seemed more animated as he called the class to order. Tomaru took his usual seat, nodding at Ino and Shikamaru, who were both looking curious as well.
Once everyone had settled down, Iruka addressed the class. "As many of you have probably heard, this year's Chuunin Exams are fast approaching. The exams are an important step for those who want to advance from genin to chuunin and prove themselves as capable shinobi of the Hidden Leaf Village."
Tomaru felt a jolt of excitement mixed with unease. He'd seen the Chuunin Exams in his memories of the Naruto series, but now, knowing he could face similar challenges, it was both thrilling and daunting.
Iruka continued, "For those who are eligible, you'll be informed of your team's status soon. Only those who have demonstrated sufficient skill and teamwork will be recommended to take part."
Naruto, who was practically bouncing with excitement, turned to Tomaru. "This is it, Tomaru! Imagine the battles, the skills, and the chance to prove we're more than just kids! I'm gonna be the next Hokage, after all!"
Tomaru smiled slightly, admiring Naruto's determination. "Yeah, it'll be… interesting, for sure."
Shikamaru sighed from across the aisle. "Troublesome. But I guess we don't have much of a choice, do we?"
Ino looked at Tomaru with her usual gleam of enthusiasm. "I hope we both get in! Imagine all of us facing off against other villages!"
Tomaru nodded, although part of him knew that he'd have to keep his powers in check if he was chosen. Showing too much skill could still attract the attention of Danzo, something he'd been cautious about for months. But he also knew that the Chuunin Exams would be a chance to truly test his abilities, especially with other villages present.
As Iruka wrapped up his announcement, he dismissed the class with a reminder to train hard and be prepared for the potential recommendation.
### **After Class**
Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura were discussing the exams excitedly just outside, while Ino, Shikamaru, and Choji waited nearby. Tomaru lingered by the door, listening to the chatter but also lost in his own thoughts about the exams.
Shikamaru nudged him. "Hey, if you get in, try not to make it too obvious that you're different. You've been… off lately."
Tomaru raised an eyebrow. "You've noticed?"
Shikamaru shrugged. "You're not as easy to read as you think. You've been quieter and more focused, almost like you're hiding something."
Tomaru felt a pang of tension but managed a casual shrug. "Maybe I'm just getting serious about becoming a better ninja. Like the rest of you."
Shikamaru smirked. "Whatever you say."
Ino, who'd caught the last part of their exchange, looked concerned. "Tomaru, you're not nervous about the exams, are you?"
Tomaru shook his head. "Not nervous. Just… cautious."
"Psh, you'll do great!" Naruto interrupted, his tone confident. "We're all gonna get in and show the world what we're made of!"
### **That Evening**
Later that night, Tomaru lay on his bed, thinking about the Chuunin Exams. If he was selected, it would be his first real test since arriving in this world. A chance to face off against other villages, to see what he could really do… and also a chance to see just how much he had to hide.
"This could be a turning point," he murmured to himself, staring up at the ceiling. "But I have to be smart. I can't afford to slip up, not with Danzo out there."
His Tenseigan pulsed faintly as if responding to his determination. He'd have to be careful, but the exams also offered a rare chance to test the limits of his abilities without drawing too much attention.
As he drifted off to sleep, he found himself looking forward to the challenge.
### **Chapter 24: The Training Begins**
With the announcement of the Chuunin Exams, the entire Academy was filled with excitement and nerves. Training routines were intensified, and many students, including Tomaru, were spending extra hours honing their skills and strategizing.
After a long day of classes, Tomaru made his way to the training grounds. As he approached, he noticed Naruto already there, practicing his shuriken throwing with surprising determination.
Naruto noticed Tomaru and waved. "Hey! You here to train, too?"
Tomaru nodded, his calm demeanor contrasting Naruto's energy. "I figured I could use some practice. The exams aren't exactly a walk in the park."
Naruto grinned. "That's the spirit! I'm gonna show everyone that I'm no joke."
As Tomaru prepared to practice his chakra control by attempting tree-walking exercises, he sensed someone else approaching. Sasuke entered the training grounds, his usual intense expression fixed in place. He glanced at Naruto and then at Tomaru, his eyes narrowing.
Sasuke smirked. "I see even you are taking this seriously, Tomaru. Surprising, considering you're usually so quiet."
Tomaru met Sasuke's gaze evenly. "It's an opportunity to get stronger. I'd be stupid not to."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow, as if reassessing Tomaru. "Let's see if you can keep up."
Tomaru gave a slight nod, watching as Sasuke began his own training routine. It was a rare sight to see these three together, especially without any real tension.
### **A Small Challenge**
As the three trained side by side, Naruto, never one to keep quiet, suddenly turned to Tomaru. "Hey, Tomaru! Wanna have a little challenge?"
Tomaru looked at Naruto, slightly intrigued. "What kind of challenge?"
"Let's see who can get the farthest up that tree without using our hands!" Naruto declared, pointing to a nearby tree with a mischievous grin.
Sasuke smirked. "Only if you're ready to lose, Naruto."
Tomaru felt a surge of amusement. It seemed like a harmless way to test his chakra control without drawing too much attention. "Alright, I'm in."
The three lined up at the base of the tree, each focusing chakra into their feet. Naruto went first, sprinting up a few feet before losing his balance and sliding down, muttering in frustration. Sasuke went next, smoothly making it halfway up the tree before pausing to balance his chakra flow.
When it was Tomaru's turn, he stepped forward calmly and started his ascent. He focused on maintaining a steady flow, not too much and not too little. He was careful to make it look as though he wasn't trying too hard, but he still managed to surpass both Naruto and Sasuke, reaching a branch higher up before coming back down.
Naruto looked at him, stunned. "Whoa, Tomaru! You're way better at this than I thought!"
Tomaru shrugged, trying to downplay it. "Just lucky, I guess."
Sasuke's eyes narrowed. He didn't say anything, but Tomaru could feel the silent challenge brewing.
### **Later That Evening**
After a few more rounds of training, the three of them parted ways, each lost in their own thoughts. Tomaru, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and anxiety, wandered through the village, thinking about the upcoming exams.
He was passing through the marketplace when he heard a familiar voice calling out to him. Turning, he saw Shikamaru, who was leaning against a stall, looking as lazy as ever.
"Tomaru. Didn't expect to see you out here," Shikamaru remarked, studying him with a lazy but sharp gaze.
Tomaru smiled faintly. "Just getting some fresh air. Training can get exhausting."
Shikamaru nodded, a small smirk on his face. "I've noticed you've been more active than usual. You're usually the quiet one, but now you're hanging out with Naruto and Sasuke. Something on your mind?"
Tomaru shrugged, trying to keep his tone casual. "The exams are coming up, and I figured it's time to step up my game."
Shikamaru tilted his head, looking thoughtful. "Fair enough. Just… don't push yourself too hard. The exams aren't everything."
Tomaru glanced at him, surprised at the wisdom hidden beneath Shikamaru's relaxed demeanor. "I'll keep that in mind."
### **The Weight of Expectations**
As Tomaru walked back to his apartment that night, he reflected on his training and the strange sense of camaraderie he'd started to feel with Naruto and Sasuke. They were, after all, future legends of this world. Yet here he was, training alongside them, striving to keep up in his own way.
Standing in his small apartment, he stared out the window at the Hokage Mountain, the faces of the past Hokages looking down at the village. It was a reminder of the weight he carried, of the responsibilities that came with his new life here.
"Can I really make a difference in this world?" he wondered quietly.
For now, all he could do was prepare, train, and stay true to his new path. The Chuunin Exams were only the beginning. And whatever challenges lay ahead, he would face them head-on.
### **Chapter 25: A Growing Bond**
With the Chuunin Exams approaching, Tomaru's days were filled with training and preparation. He found himself not only developing his skills but also forging unexpected connections with his classmates. Though he still felt like an outsider in this world, the bonds forming around him were becoming undeniable.
On a bright morning, as he made his way to the Academy, Tomaru noticed Ino waiting by the entrance. She spotted him instantly and waved, her face lighting up as she walked over.
"Good morning, Tomaru!" she greeted cheerfully. "Ready for another day of intense training?"
Tomaru nodded with a small smile. "More or less. I guess I don't have much choice, do I?"
Ino chuckled, clearly enjoying this new side of him. "It's nice to see you taking things seriously. You know, everyone's noticed."
"Everyone?" Tomaru asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, maybe not everyone," Ino admitted. "But the girls, for sure. They've always thought you were mysterious and cool, but now it's like… you're really here. Does that make sense?"
Tomaru shrugged, unsure of how to respond. He'd never been the center of attention before, but Ino's words made him realize how much had changed.
They walked into class together, and the usual morning routine began. But today, Naruto seemed particularly restless. He kept glancing over at Tomaru with a slight frown, as though sizing him up.
Finally, Naruto couldn't hold back. "Hey, Tomaru! What's with the new attitude lately? Think you're too cool or something?"
Tomaru blinked, caught off guard by Naruto's bluntness. He glanced around, noticing a few of the girls giving Naruto disapproving looks, but he kept his expression neutral. "Just trying to improve. Isn't that what we're all here for?"
Naruto crossed his arms, his tone almost pouty. "Yeah, but you're all quiet and mysterious about it. What's so great about that?"
One of the girls in the back piped up. "Naruto, leave him alone! Tomaru's allowed to be himself."
Another girl nodded. "He doesn't have to be loud and obnoxious like you."
Naruto's face turned red, and he huffed in annoyance. "Hey! I'm not obnoxious! I just… express myself!"
Tomaru stifled a smile, watching the scene unfold. The way the girls rallied to his defense was surprising, but it stirred up a vague memory in his mind—of always having a quiet, supportive presence around him, even if he hadn't been close to anyone.
**A Shared Training Session**
During the lunch break, Tomaru decided to head to the training grounds to get a bit more practice. To his surprise, he found Shikamaru already there, lying under a tree, watching the clouds.
Shikamaru opened one eye as Tomaru approached. "Skipping lunch to train, huh?"
Tomaru gave a slight nod. "Can't afford to waste time with the exams coming up."
Shikamaru yawned. "Man, you really have changed. Not that I mind—it's interesting. Just… try not to burn yourself out."
Tomaru leaned against the tree, looking thoughtful. "It's strange. I feel this urgency, like I have to be prepared. Like I have to be… better."
Shikamaru gave him a sidelong glance. "Prepared for what?"
Tomaru hesitated, trying to find the right words. "I don't know. Just… something big."
There was a long silence, and Shikamaru finally shrugged. "Well, whatever it is, good luck with it. Just don't get too caught up. Things have a way of sorting themselves out."
Tomaru looked at Shikamaru, appreciating the laid-back wisdom in his words. "Thanks, Shikamaru."
### **After Class: A Brief Encounter with Sasuke**
At the end of the day, Tomaru was gathering his belongings when he noticed Sasuke glancing his way. He hadn't spoken much with Sasuke directly, as Sasuke had always seemed to view him as little more than an average peer.
But today, Sasuke seemed… different. He walked over, his face serious. "Tomaru. You've been pushing yourself a lot lately."
Tomaru met Sasuke's gaze, unsure of where this was going. "I'm just trying to improve, like everyone else."
Sasuke nodded, his expression hard to read. "Then let's see if you can keep up."
Tomaru blinked, realizing Sasuke was offering him a challenge, a test of sorts. It wasn't just about rivalry or proving strength—it was almost an invitation to stand on equal footing.
"Alright," Tomaru said, his voice calm. "When do we start?"
Sasuke's eyes gleamed. "Tomorrow. Training grounds. Don't be late."
As Sasuke walked away, Tomaru felt a rush of determination and excitement. It was the first time someone had looked at him as something more than an average classmate. Sasuke's challenge was a chance to prove to himself that he could keep up in this world—a world he still didn't fully understand but was slowly learning to navigate.
With each new connection, each challenge, and each memory that surfaced, Tomaru felt more anchored to this life. The path ahead was uncertain, but for now, he was ready to meet it head-on.
### **Chapter 26: Challenge Accepted**
The next morning, Tomaru awoke with a rare feeling—excitement mixed with nervous anticipation. Today was his challenge with Sasuke, a true test of his progress since arriving in this world. He knew Sasuke wouldn't hold back, but neither would he.
Arriving at the training grounds, he found Sasuke already there, stretching and warming up, his usual serious expression even more intense than usual. Sasuke looked up as Tomaru approached, giving a curt nod.
"Didn't expect you to actually show up on time," Sasuke remarked, a hint of a smirk on his face.
Tomaru shrugged. "Didn't want to miss out on the fun."
Without further words, the two took their positions. A small crowd of their classmates had gathered nearby, drawn by the rumor of a face-off between two of the most intriguing boys in class. Ino, Shikamaru, and Naruto were there, each watching with interest.
As they prepared to start, Naruto cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Hey, Tomaru! Don't let that jerk Sasuke beat you too easily!"
Sasuke shot Naruto an annoyed glance. "Stay out of this, Naruto."
But Tomaru, feeling more relaxed than he expected, couldn't help but reply. "Don't worry, Naruto. I plan to put up a fight."
With that, the sparring match began. Sasuke was quick on his feet, immediately closing the distance with a series of swift, precise strikes. Tomaru dodged, ducking out of the way and moving just in time to avoid each hit. His reflexes, sharpened by his Tenseigan, allowed him to predict and respond to Sasuke's moves.
"Not bad," Sasuke said, his tone low but approving. "You're quicker than you used to be."
Tomaru met his gaze, breathing hard. "I've been working on it."
Sasuke's eyes narrowed, clearly focused. He moved faster now, and Tomaru realized he was starting to struggle. As Sasuke launched a series of shuriken, Tomaru instinctively tapped into his Tenseigan's power. His right eye flickered to life, and the world slowed down just enough for him to see and react to each projectile, deflecting them with careful precision.
Nearby, Shikamaru watched with raised eyebrows. "Hmm. He's moving like someone who's actually serious now. Definitely a change."
Ino cheered, "Go, Tomaru! Show Sasuke what you've got!"
As the fight intensified, Tomaru's body felt the strain of his Tenseigan's abilities. The chakra drain was real, but he pushed through, knowing this was his chance to prove himself. Sasuke, sensing Tomaru's determination, finally launched his strongest technique yet—a fireball jutsu that roared toward Tomaru.
Reacting almost instinctively, Tomaru formed the seals for a water jutsu he'd been practicing, calling forth a surge of water from the ground to counter Sasuke's flames. The two elements collided, sending steam hissing into the air and drawing gasps from the onlookers.
After a long moment, the dust settled, and the two stood facing each other, both breathing heavily but with satisfied expressions.
Sasuke gave a slight nod. "You've improved. But you're still not on my level."
Tomaru smirked. "Guess I'll have to keep training then."
The crowd dispersed, with Naruto running up to Tomaru and clapping him on the back. "Hey, that was awesome! You're not bad, Tomaru!"
Ino joined them, beaming. "I knew you had it in you! You're full of surprises, aren't you?"
Tomaru felt a rare warmth, realizing that despite his attempts to remain detached, he was growing closer to his classmates. And as he watched Sasuke walk away with a satisfied look on his face, he knew that this was only the beginning of many more challenges.
He was ready.
### **Chapter 27: Growing Connections**
After the sparring match, Tomaru found himself gradually being drawn into the dynamics of his classmates. He'd spent so much time trying to keep his head down, not wanting to stand out too much. But the challenge with Sasuke had sparked new attention, and he was starting to see that avoiding connections wasn't as easy as he'd thought.
The next day, Ino approached him before class. Her bright smile and friendly energy were a stark contrast to the quiet, guarded life he'd led before.
"Tomaru! Hey! That was pretty impressive yesterday," she said, giving him a playful nudge. "I didn't know you had it in you to hold your own against Sasuke."
He rubbed the back of his neck, a bit embarrassed. "It was just a sparring match. Nothing too serious."
Ino rolled her eyes. "Nothing too serious? You almost matched Sasuke! Not many people can say that, you know?"
Naruto, who had overheard the conversation, immediately joined in, unable to resist. "Yeah, well, Sasuke's not that great anyway," he said, crossing his arms defiantly. "I could take him down, easy!"
Tomaru chuckled, finding Naruto's enthusiasm contagious. "Maybe you should be the one to challenge him next time, then."
Naruto puffed out his chest. "You know what, maybe I will!"
Nearby, Shikamaru and Choji exchanged glances. Shikamaru sighed, muttering, "How troublesome. But I have to admit, Tomaru's changed a bit, hasn't he?"
As they all walked to class together, Tomaru was hit with another brief memory flash. It was from a time when he'd been much younger, feeling out of place and unsure of his surroundings. In the memory, he could see himself sitting alone in the Academy, quietly observing his classmates but never joining in. That version of him had been quiet, withdrawn, and uncertain.
But now, here he was, walking with Naruto, Ino, Shikamaru, and Choji, laughing and talking. It felt strange but oddly comforting. A small part of him realized that perhaps, he didn't need to keep everyone at a distance anymore.
As the day went on, he started to notice subtle changes in the way his classmates interacted with him. Ino seemed genuinely interested in getting to know him, asking him questions about his favorite things and his goals. Naruto, of course, kept challenging him to random contests, from push-ups to rock-paper-scissors, while Shikamaru would occasionally give him an appraising look, as if trying to figure him out.
During lunch, Ino sat beside him, chatting about the latest village gossip, while Tomaru did his best to keep up.
"So, Tomaru," she said, leaning in a bit, "have you always been this... mysterious?"
Tomaru raised an eyebrow. "Mysterious?"
"Well, yeah. You're always quiet, keeping to yourself. And then out of nowhere, you take on Sasuke like it's no big deal." She gave him a grin. "It's interesting, that's all."
Tomaru shrugged, feeling a bit self-conscious. "I just don't like to make a big deal out of things."
Ino tilted her head thoughtfully. "That's fair. But you know, you don't have to be so distant. We're all here together, after all."
As he considered her words, a sense of warmth filled him. He was starting to feel that maybe, just maybe, he could let his guard down a little.
### **Chapter 28: Shadows of the Past**
That night, Tomaru lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling. The day's events had left his mind buzzing with conflicting thoughts. He'd never expected to find himself bonding with classmates, let alone being drawn into their world. In his past life, he'd been content with a life in the background, staying unnoticed and disconnected.
But now, here he was in the world of Naruto, surrounded by people he had only once seen on a screen, now flesh and blood, and many of them reaching out to him. He was adjusting, but the realization of his new life and the burdens of a shinobi weighed heavily on him.
Just as he was drifting to sleep, flashes of fragmented memories struck him once more. He found himself wandering through scattered images from his body's past—moments from the Academy, glimpses of laughter with other kids, fragments of the orphanage where he had grown up.
In one particularly vivid memory, he was sitting on the floor of the orphanage, watching as other children played with each other. He recognized the emotions his younger self felt—loneliness, confusion, a quiet yearning for connection that was buried beneath layers of shyness and uncertainty.
He'd always been... just average. Not particularly talented, not particularly special. Just another face among many.
As the fragments faded, he felt a sudden surge of pain in his head, and a new memory flashed through his mind. It was the moment his soul had first entered this body—the instant he'd awakened the Tenseigan. The rush of power, the overwhelming awareness, the strange, divine energy that flowed into his right eye. It had been both exhilarating and terrifying, as if he was unlocking a part of himself he hadn't known existed.
He sat up, clutching his forehead. The memory felt too real, too intense.
"What am I doing here…?" he whispered to himself, feeling the weight of his new reality. "Can I even handle a world like this?"
With all its battles, the unforgiving world of shinobi wasn't something he'd ever envisioned himself truly living in. He was used to watching these characters, knowing their outcomes from the safety of his old life. But here, survival was not guaranteed.
He glanced at the mirror on the far side of his room, catching the reflection of his right eye as it shimmered faintly with a bluish glow.
"That power…" he murmured. "It's... real. And it's dangerous."
He thought back to the Tenseigan's abilities he had only begun to understand. Seeing chakra pathways, sensing chakra reserves, glimpsing the world outside Konoha's gates with a mere thought. It was an overwhelming advantage, but it came with an equally heavy responsibility—one he wasn't sure he could carry.
He lay back down, trying to calm his mind. "If I'm really going to survive here, I'll need to use this power wisely. But... I can't let anyone know just yet. I don't want anyone's attention on me. Not Danzo's, not even Naruto's."
With that decision lingering in his mind, he felt his breathing slow as sleep finally claimed him. But even as he slipped into unconsciousness, the feeling of his Tenseigan's power hummed faintly in the background, like a silent promise, or a warning of what lay ahead.