What if Naruto is Kushina and Mikoto's stepson? HAREM LEMON (Full Movie)

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He was about three blocks from the doors of the academy when he collided with a huge figure. Nar screamed and fell on his back slowly looking up at the man's face. The stranger's face was contracted with anger and he was about 6 ft tall. His face was rough and his hair short and black. As soon as Narut looked into his eyes, he knew what was waiting for him. He always did. Well, I can't believe what I'm seeing. The person I want to see has come to see me. The man laughed, lifting Narut up by the collar of his black t-shirt. Nar struggled, trying to free himself, but he was failing miserably. Two other men were standing next to the one who was holding him firmly by the shirt. They both smiled smugly at the situation of the little blonde. "So, what do we do to the devil?" The one to the right of the black-haired man asked, "Well, we should take him for a walk around the bend. It's the least we can do to reward him. The one on the man's left spoke, pointing with his finger towards the alley. Nar's eyes started to tear up, soaking his black t-shirt. Please don't hurt me, the six-year-old shouted. The man holding him scoffed, turning to the left. You know what? I think we should take him for a walk. His two friends smiled mockingly at the decision. Pain. That word summed up his whole life. The blows continued against his small body. His mind was screaming to run away, but the other two men were holding his arms against the wall. Blood soaked his shirt, and he had bruises on his arms, legs, but mostly on his abdomen. The man smiled contentedly as he contemplated his work. The two men who were holding him against the wall let go of his wrists when the man who was hitting him finished. Nar's arms fell to his sides as his knees buckled and he fell to the ground in pain. Even when he shouted for help, few noticed, and those who did simply stared at him as they walked away. Demon, why ask for help if no one will come to rescue you? Who would care about such a monster? Nar watched as the man bent down to look directly into his eyes, which were now shedding tears. I bet no one would care if you dropped dead right now. People would celebrate your death and I would happily dance on your grave. Nar cried as he watched the men leave him broken. Nar kept crying as he saw someone walking down the alley. Hey, please help me, she sobbed. The man stopped to look at him and then went on his way. Why is that? The blonde screamed. He never asked for this. What had he done to deserve it? He grimaced as he got to his feet again and staggered to the wall for support. Yuzumaki Narut the teacher called without getting an answer. She had brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. He was wearing a tunin vest and an itilate on his forehead. He also had a distinctive scar in the middle of his face and nose. Looking at the attendance list, he began to wonder if the boy would not be informed about his first day at the academy. He continued with the attendance list and when he was almost at the end, he heard a knock at the door. The class started chatting. when he stopped announcing the names. He went to the door and opened it, but saw no one. He was about to leave when he collided with something. She looked down and saw a blonde young man in a bright orange jumpsuit. His blonde hair was messy and scruffy, giving him the look of a homeless man. He was leaning against the wall while staring at his teacher. "Are you Nar?" the professor asked him. The six-year-old nodded and smiled. You're late, but I'll let it go since it's your first day. The professor walked over to his desk and motioned for Nar to come over. Nar saw this and stiffened up, wondering how he was supposed to walk there without help and without showing that he was injured. He had already hidden his bloody shirt and bruised arms, putting on the orange jumpsuit over it. Slowly he released his hand from the door frame. Desperately trying to keep his balance unaded, he walked with a firm step towards the teacher, trying to keep his back straight and move his legs naturally. He got halfway there before he fell. He landed in a comical way, provoking laughter from the class. Nar slowly got to his feet and laughed out loud. Seeing her reaction, the class stopped. Nar stopped laughing and smiled broadly. He raised his right arm and pointed towards the center of the class. "Laugh while you can because I'm going to beat every single one of you." "Nar, if you're done introducing yourself, there's an empty seat in the back," I said, rolling his eyes at Nar's outburst. Nar looked back at the top of the stairs. "The blonde man grimaced as he walked up the steps. Each one seemed to double his pain. Although he had stopped bleeding almost immediately after the incident, he still felt weak. Finally, he came upstairs and sat next to a girl with lavender eyes without pupils and short hair. Nar sat nervously next to him. After a few seconds, he decided to break the ice. "Hi, I'm Narut. What's your name?" he said, thinking maybe this was his chance to make a friend. "H, Inata," he stammered and lowered his gaze to the ground. "Hello, Inata Chan." He paused. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to start a friendly relationship. Then he noticed that she was not looking into his eyes. Are you afraid of me? Does he hate me already? The question troubled him greatly. While Nar started thinking, Inata had her own thoughts. Did Inata Chan just call me? Inata thought, keeping her eyes on the ground. Nar began to feel uncomfortable because of the silence that had rained in the conversation. Hey. Inata gave a little snort when she started talking. Did you hate me? Inata looked at him in disbelief. Why did you say that? Inata asked, surprised that he would ask such a question. Well, you don't look me in the eye, so I thought maybe you're afraid of me, the blonde said with his gaze fixed on his desk. I I I didn't hate you, Naruto Kun. I just Nar Inata, do you even know what I've been talking about? Iuka asked with his arms crossed and his gaze fixed on them. Inata squirmed at the furious look, feeling very embarrassed for the sudden attention. Nar smiled and rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'm not IA sensei. I didn't even know you were talking. Gasped as the class erupted in laughter. Only one thought crossed his mind. Oh god, this kid is holding a neon sign that says trouble everywhere. After the class was over, Nar asked the question that had been bothering him since he sat down next to him. Will you be my friend? Nar asked and Ma was paralyzed. He started fiddling with his fingers nervously. I would be happy for Narut Khan. And Nat watched as Nar stiffened. Really? Nar asked with growing hopes. She nodded shily and Nata let out a squeal of surprise when Narut gave her a sincere smile that seemed to melt her heart. A slight blush adorned her facial features. "I'll be the best friend you ever had. I promise." He screamed. The two of them left the classroom, each on his own. Inata approached her father, Yuga Aci. AC's cold, calculating gaze settled on Inata. His body was stern and his posture showed a total confidence in his abilities. The two of them headed to Yuga Mansion. Inata, how did it go on your first day? What did you learn? AC watched as her face blushed slightly. I made a friend. Why? I learned about the great shinobi nations. Inata said in a whisper. AC arched an eyebrow at the comment about his new friend, but downplayed it. Inata, when we get home, we have chakra control exercises for you to practice, he said in his usual cold, monotonous voice. Inata nodded cautiously as they returned home. Nar went in the opposite direction to Inata. He walked through the streets, ignoring the cold stairs that followed him. Those cold looks wouldn't dampen his spirits today. Not after he made his first friend. He walked towards his apartment with an indescribable smile. He walked towards the wrecked apartment complex. It looked as if a bomb had exploded. It wasn't the nicest home for a six-year-old at the very least. He walked to his room and opened the door with the keys. Ignoring the threats, spray painted all over the door. He opened it. He went into his room and turned on the lights, cleaned up, had ramen for dinner, and read some books. He didn't normally read the boring informational books, but he wanted to impress his new friend. When she started yawning, she got up and went to bed. Some metal springs of the mattress came out, which made him quite uncomfortable. He went round and round for an hour before falling asleep. Last week couldn't have been better. He was still being beaten, yes, but now he had a friend. At the academy, he studied a lot and became an average student. On the days when he was beaten, he would make some joke to cheer himself up. One of the jokes affected the whole class. Before the class, Narut brought 10 bottles of instant glue to the classroom. She glued everything together with instant glue. Chairs, books, papers, tables, pencils, pens, chalk, belongings, and anything else that was in the room was taped. When the class and the iuka came in, they were stunned that they couldn't sit down or move anything. Poor Narut couldn't keep his face would be and ended up scraping the glue off. He and Jimata were always doing projects and team activities. Nar got to know her throughout the week while they were talking to her. Since then, I have always looked forward to school. Until that unfortunate day, however, Narut and Jimata walked out of class together after I fired them. Inata's father only picked her up on the first day at the academy. Otherwise, I would send a branch member to pick it up. However, that day was the same. Inata. The girl jumped at the sound of her name and looked away from Narut to look at her father, AC. H I he stammered, looking at his father. AC's gaze fell on the tuft of blonde hair next to her. "Is this the friend you told me about?" AC said without taking her eyes off Nar. Narut saw her look and noticed that she was as cold as ice, like that of many others. H I father, you mustn't talk to this one anymore. Disgrace, he said coldly. And Nata begged her father, but he wouldn't listen to anything. He had made up his mind and he would be too stubborn to listen to anything else. After AC's order, he was always seated away from her in class because that was ordered by the Yuga's main leader. When he tried to sit next to her or even get closer, I would stop and shake his head. Nar was shocked at not being able to get close to her after having made a friend. After that, his jokes got worse. His depression increased, and he found himself smiling more and more falsely. His grades dropped instantly, and he was now the last in his class. Nothing could make his life worse. Oh, I thought so. A different reality. Dreams. It had been a week since Nar had last spoken to his friend Inata. It was during the class that Nar noticed that Iuka was busy talking to Aunan. While he was busy, Nar took the opportunity to talk to his friend. He approached her stealthily. So stealthily, in fact, that he accidentally frightened her. She gave a cry of surprise when she saw the tuft of blonde hair hidden under the desk. He put a finger to his lips to indicate that he should keep quiet. so as not to attract attention. She approached cautiously to show that she understood his gesture of silence and ma began to speak in a lower voice than usual. And Naruto Khan, I am so sorry that my father. She began to cry softly. I'm so sorry and Narut Kun that we can't speak and Greek. And Nata stopped slightly surprised when she felt a finger on her lips irritating Nar another one of his sincere smiles. Don't cry. And Machan, it wasn't your fault. Please don't cry. It makes me sad to see you cry. It was at that moment that I finished talking to the tunin. He quickly left through the door on his right. Irua turned to look at the class when he noticed that the orange that was so familiar to him was missing and Nata quickly whispered to Nar that sensei would see them when he saw it coming out. Nar crawled under the desks trying to reach his across the room. Some students kicked him while others frowned in disgust. He was halfway there when someone stopped him. He looked up and saw a familiar face. Nar, what are you up to? Won't this be another one of your jokes? He was accused by Iuka, seeing that he had been crawling under the desks. Nar shook his head left and right vigorously. Aruka glared at him, unsure about whether or not to trust the prankster. I sighed deeply before I spoke. Well, it doesn't matter anymore now that the class is over. Iru walked to the front of the class while Narut stood up. Class is over. She was quite happy today as she had had the opportunity to talk to her friend. He walked through the streets with a happy smile on his face, ignoring the icy stairs that were directed at him. She didn't hate him either. The thought filled him with ecstasy as he ran towards his apartment. He was almost home when he suddenly ran out of air and was thrown against a nearby wall. His back hit the wall fullon and he stretched out his arms. Then he collapsed against the wall moaning in pain. He opened his eyes and saw a pair of legs firmly hured in front of him. He looked up and saw a white porcelain mask. He knew clearly that this time he was in trouble. recognizing that he was an ambu demon. I can no longer ignore your existence between us. So now I will take the responsibility to put an end to your growing evil. Those who witnessed the scene began to cheer at the ninja's proclamation. Nar noticed it and his gaze suddenly became expressionless. Does everyone want to see me dead? Why is that? I don't get it. What have I done to make them hate me so much? Maybe I should die. They would be happy, wouldn't they? The ambo launched a quick and swift kick to the blond's head. The impact was instantaneous. Nar was thrown almost a meter by the powerful force. The world turned black as soon as he felt the impact. He skidded another meter before coming to an abrupt stop. The ambo approached him with a murderous smile plastered on his face behind the mask. He stopped in front of the Q container. Unshathing the ninjakin from his back, he placed it face down. He aimed at the blonde man's heart. Now die, Alfa. The sword came down, ready to take the young man's life. When he was 5 cm from reaching his target, the sword and its wielder were thrown at the opposite wall. With a much greater force than the man's previous kick, the ambo looked up to see who would dare to interfere in his revenge against the demon. He would be surprised to see one of the legendary Sanin with a frown that would scare anyone. His arms were firmly crossed and his eyes were narrowed with anger. Hi Yasama, why did you defend him? Don't you know who that boy is? He blurted out the ambo, pointing to the unconscious boy who was nearby. Jirea almost burst out in fury. I couldn't believe people were so blind. Now it was Jirea's turn to get angry. I know perfectly well who that boy is. I can tell by his whiskers scarred cheeks. That boy is your savior, your hero, and that's how you treat him. He snapped. Then he turned to everyone who was witnessing the scene. This is for all of you. I couldn't trust the yawn to completely seal the hell out of me. What they have been treating so badly was an innocent six-year-old boy. Jirea approached the boy and carried him on his shoulder, holding him by the collar of the clothes. The crowd that had gathered began to whisper and turned away to make way for the furious Xenan. The Zamboo followed him nervously when Jirea glared at him, knowing perfectly well what his next punishment would be. The watermelon moaned to me when he saw that another stack of papers was placed on top of the desk. He always dreamed that they would disappear in a cloud of smoke or that they would be sent to hell. "I had done enough for today, right?" I sighed before pulling out his pipe and leaning back in the chair. He thought his job was over after the day John accepted me the position. And now there he was signing papers once more. Damn, I had to find a successor and fast. That's when the white-haired Zenan decided to show up. Saw Toby looked towards the windows and saw Jirea accompanied by a blonde boy. The blonde hung limply from the Zenan's arm. The white-haired Zenan came in and set him down carefully. Then he approached Siruti who was still staring at him. He clasped his fingers together as if deep in thought. "Would you mind explaining to me?" Jirea asked, a hint of anger perceptible in his voice. Sarutovia looked away from the boy to refocus her gaze on her former student. Before starting, he made a series of manual stamps. In this way, the room was soundproofed, preventing the outside from listening to the conversation. Well, first of all, do you know who the guy is? Sir Tobi asked, knowing that he should play his cards, right? Hi already approached in response. I know perfectly well that the boy is the recipient of the Q.B. Siruti shook his head slowly. The action disturbed Jirea's thoughts. What do you mean? No, I mean, do you know the boy's family history? In other words, who is he? Sir's face remained serene throughout the conversation. He was calming down the start of the discussion quite easily. He's an orphan, that's all I know. Why do you ask? Jerela asked, wondering where Serv and the conversation was leading. The watermelon pondered to me how I should break the news. I just knew I might be on the wrong side of the situation. I sighed deeply before I spoke. Jirea, don't you recognize the similarities? Jira arched an eyebrow and turned to look at the boy. That's when it hit him like a lightning bolt. His eyes opened wide of an inhuman size. You're not saying that he cool. That's what I'm saying. The only word Jira could utter was, "How?" The watermelon relaxed in his chair and took another drag on his pipe, exhaling the smoke. "Do you remember that Arashi's wife, Kumiko, was pregnant just before the battle against the Kirubi?" "Well, yes, but she died before she could give birth," Jirea said. with somnity, leaving behind his previous surprise. I'm afraid you're mistaken, Serbi said. Jirea looked up startled. See, that's what was said. But the truth is that Norto was born the same day his father sacrificed himself for the village. Kumio went into labor when the Q.B. attacked due to the sudden stress she suffered. Narut was born and Kumiko died later. Harasi had to use it to seal the Q.B. Did he seal it in his own son? Jirea asked, surprised by the sudden turn of events. Yes, I'm afraid so. It was not an easy decision for him. Believe me. Although he had much more faith in the village, he hoped that his son would be treated as a hero, not as a threat. Jirea continued trying to digest the new information. It all seemed too much to take in. As the information slowly took in, he narrowed his eyes in anger. Why wasn't I informed? Siruti saw it coming, but he never found the perfect answer. Jerela, I couldn't tell you because don't give me that nonsense. Snarled the Sennon, his fists clenched at his sides. He took the child to me. He approached the six-year-old boy, carried him in his arms, and put him on his back. Oh, before I forget, Hay has already disappeared through the window with the child. He returned with a member of ambu. The ambu had his head down, embarrassed. This is an ambu who tried to kill Nar. Nar would have died if I hadn't walked by. The ambo shuddered as he felt a murderous look and a murderous instinct coming from the oage. He was beginning to regret that he had tried to kill the boy. Not because he felt sorry for her, but because of the consequences it would bring. I'll let you take care of this criminal. Jirea turned to leave with the blonde boy in tow. He jumped over the windows and landed gracefully on the pavement. The watermelon gave me a sneaky smile when he saw Jirea leave. That was better than I thought. Nar needed to leave the village. It would make the boy's life a lot easier. Hi was already so predictable. He himself needed someone to help him take care of Nar. The current situation made it easier for him, but it also made him the villain. The sen walked towards the gates of Kanoagakur coming out with his students son. As he was walking, he heard a man shouting something that made him hate the village even more than he already felt. Jirea sama, "Are you going to take down the demon?" Jirea stopped in his tracks. Those who heard him shout saw Jirea with the demon in tow and started cheering. The devil will finally find his end. Death to the devil. We will finally sleep in peace tonight. Hearing the cheers, Jera became furious to say the least. He would have been angry before, but now that he knew he was the son of his former student, he was furious. No, I'm taking him to protect him from people like you. The Zenan growled softly, but loud enough for everyone to hear. The crowd stopped cheering when they saw Jirea leaving Canoa with the blonde guy. He reached the gates and didn't bother to stop. He showed his passport to the tunin on duty and walked away. He didn't care about the new perspective the village had on him. I was going to train this young man to stand up for himself. Nar's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a blinding light. They were immediately closed and he covered them with his hand to protect himself from the light. As soon as his eyes got used to it, he looked around. Suddenly, memories flooded his mind and he shuddered. He was dead. He looked around and saw a fire. That meant someone was there. The only question is who. He sat up to better observe his surroundings. A white-haired man was approaching with a fish in his hand. The man noticed that the blonde had woken up and continued to calmly approach. "I see you've woken up," the man said, sitting down by the fire and starting to prepare the fish to be cooked in the heat of the flames. Nar kept staring at him blankly. He thought about the last events he remembered and could not recognize the stranger. "What happened?" asked the blonde. He remembered the Zamboo proclaiming his death, the crowd cheering, a kick to the head, and then blank. I couldn't remember anything else, no matter how hard I tried. "Well, let's see." Jirea started thinking about how to express it in simple words that a six-year-old could understand. I found an ambo trying to kill you while I was passing by and I decided to help you. Then I took him to the prison to receive his punishment. While I was with watermelon, I decided to take you with me to train. Nar looked at him with perplexity visible on his face. Why is that? Nar asked. So you can defend yourself. Nar shook his head which made Hya arch an eyebrow at the peculiar behavior. No, I mean why help me? Jirea looked at the boy with surprise and then remembered what the villagers had done before they left. The boy must have had a harder life than he thought. What was Saruto thinking about? He looked back at the boy who was still waiting for his answer. What? Can't I stop a little boy from being killed? No, it's just that Nar started squirming uncomfortable and his eyes filled with contained tears. I thought everyone wanted me to die. Hi already took his gaze away from Narut and fixed it on the flickering flames of the fire. Listen kid, you have to be strong to survive in this corrupt world. There is simply no place for the weak. Remember, there are no shortcuts in life. Wishes and dreams come true, only with your own hands. We all need a dream or a goal to strive for. So now I ask, what is your dream? Nar looked at his small hands and then closed his eyes to think. A dream? What is my dream? Jirea waited for his answer without taking his eyes off the little one. Suddenly, the blonde man smiled, showing that he had made a decision. I'm going to be the occar's eyes opened and revealed a new cherulan blue. Unlike his previous eyes, depressed, lonely, and aching, these shone with fierce determination. Jirea saw the eyes and thought he saw ghosts. Those eyes were just like his students. The same wool and determination shown in the blue tones. This made Jera smile. What is your reason for wanting to be Okage so that everyone will start treating me with respect and treat me as someone, not as a nobody? Nar smiled at the end of his short speech. Jirea smiled and nodded in acceptance. It's not a great answer, but it's a good one to start with. He will learn more with life. I have high expectations for this guy. Here I has already spoken again. All right, let's get to work. I assure you that my training methods are not at all easy. It will be hard, but I know you will make it in the end. If you are ready to fight for your dream, you will pursue it to the end. Nar kept looking at the man. Nar, are you ready to get started? Jirea asked. Nar replied with an affirmative nod. Well, we<unk>ll start your training tomorrow for now to eat. Jirea grabbed the fish that was roasting by the fire. He handed one to Nar. Thanks, uh, Jirea listened to Narut and almost gave himself a sketch. Forgive me, I'm Jirea, also known as the legendary Toad Senin. Jirea said, screaming as he approached the end. What is a sen? Nar asked innocently. Jira's mouth filled with sweat, but she quickly regained her composure. It doesn't matter. Just eat. While they were eating, Jira was assailed by a thought that had not occurred to her. Oh my god, now that I have a student, my time for research has been reduced. Jira burst into tears like anom. Nar did not notice Haya's actions, but was having his own thoughts. A new beginning, a different reality, the return of unpleasant memories. And Nata walked towards the academy, escorted by a member of the branch. He followed the woman in silence as they passed several blocks. They were about a block away when a blonde and a pink-haired girl appeared. They talked to each other and laughed. A boy with jet black hair passed by them on the way to the academy, and the girls immediately saw him and laughed. When Inata entered the academy, she sat at the back as always. He looked around for his blonde friend, but did not see him. He waited and watched as the students came in. None of them were Naruto. He continued to watch the door, waiting for the boy with the mustaches to come in. When the class started, he got a little worried. He wondered if maybe he would be late because he was making a joke. She told herself that throughout the class. At the end of the class, he hesitantly approached. "Iuka sensei," she whispered. He turned to look at the shy girl with a gentle smile on his face. "Do you know where he is in Narut Kun?" Iruka looked at her and his smile faded. And Nata, I'm sorry to inform you like this, but I showed compassion for the girl. She knew that since Nar was her only friend, this news would probably hurt her quite a bit. I sighed. I also missed the blond's antics. Nar has left the village temporarily due to some circumstances. The news touched instantly. Her shoulders sagged and her eyes trembled in a silence of surprise. Then he remembered for a moment what he had said. When will he be back? He stammered, looking at Iuka hopefully. I'm afraid I have no idea myself. He looked at the girl whose sadness was clearly reflected on her face. He spoke again to encourage her. Don't worry, he<unk>ll be back someday. We just have to be strong and wait patiently, okay? And Nata ascended and left the academy with a gloomy air. The branch member who would accompany her home was about to ask her why she had stayed after class, but noticing the little girl's sadness, he decided to leave her alone. They walked home in depressing silence while Inata thought hurriedly about what had happened that day. He wondered many things such as why he had left, where he had gone, and above all, when he would return. Big time jump. 5 years later. However, I am glad to see that he is back with us. The watermelon mi gave a friendly smile to the guy in front of his desk. Her blonde hair was unruly and spiky, and her cherulan eyes reflected warmth, but also experience in life's difficulties. He was wearing a crimson trench coat over a black tank top. His trousers were black with numerous pockets for storing scrolls and equipment, a crib cover, and it was firmly attached to her right leg. She was also wearing custom black shinobi sandals. "However, I would like to know where Jerela is right now," Watermelon asked the 11-year-old, who only sighed before answering. "Guess what, Rosinan is not so difficult to decipher?" Watermelon gave a deep sigh, knowing that the guy was trying to insinuate bathroom house. Nar stated affirmatively, "On target." The ooage turned over some papers on his desk. Then I guess you want to be tested to determine your rank and status as a blade shinobi. Serbi asked, not taking his eyes off the papers piled up on his desk. Nar sound. I guess you won't miss anything, huh? Watermelon laughed slightly at me. I guess not. Nar already knew almost all the rules and laws of Kenoa. If I wanted to be Okage, I had to be right. He knew that the okage could evaluate a person according to his criteria to determine his rank. This procedure used to be carried out when the person joined the village. It could also be carried out when the oage considered it necessary. The watermelon gave me a puff on his pipe before continuing. Well, I'll arrange the exam. I'll have it ready for tomorrow. Until then, why don't you take a look? You've been out four or 5 years. Nar laughed sadly. I may want to see the village, but the village may not want to see me. Nar, I know it will be difficult, but I know that you will succeed in the end. Unlike others, you will have to work much harder to earn the respect of the villages. I know very well, but thank you anyway. Nar left the office through the door, leaving the watermelon with his thoughts. Nar had just left the oage tower, passing the two guards on the way. He knew that he could no longer be defeated, but the hateful looks still made him nervous. At least now I knew why they were doing it. It was during his training that he was informed of the devastating secret. Flashback four years ago, the force of the Senins attack pushed Narut back. The training match between the two was a real tai jutsu match. They continued to exchange blows. Unfortunately, Nar continued to take the brunt of the attacks. He received a blow to the forehead which threw him backwards where he hit his head against a tree. The force of both attacks left him stunned. Here already took advantage of the moment and dealt Nar a punch to the stomach. That's when he lost consciousness with blurred vision until the world turned black. Nar's vision began to clear up as he observed his surroundings. He was no longer in the forest, but in a kind of sewer. Pipes covered the walls and ceiling, and water filled the passages up to the ankles. An unpleasant smell hung over the passages. If I had to describe it, I'd say it smelled like death and decay. As I was observing the area, a faint red glow illuminated part of the passageway. The glow seemed menacing and malevolent. The direction of red Laura was the only clue he had to get out of there. So he cautiously walked towards her. She followed him and as he got closer to the fountain, she heard a faint growl. He continued towards her, the growl increasing in volume until he reached a cage with a piece of paper attached to it. He looked at the paper more carefully only to realize it said stamp. His gaze wandered from the seal to the cage where he perceived an eerie presence. The total darkness inside the cage was suddenly illuminated with large red and demonic eyes. Well, look who finally decided to pay a visit. A demonic voice mocked firm behind the bars of the cage. Nar made a jump of surprise and his eyes opened wide of an inhuman size. What's the matter, brat? Are you afraid of my amazing power? Why should you? Because I am the great Cubino Kitsun, feared in all your lands as the greatest Vhulu that exists. Are you the QB? Nar stuttered in shock. Well, yes, actually. Do you know where we are? Nar shook his head slowly as a sly smile was drawn on the Q.B's face. Brat, it turns out that we are inside you, me. That's right. I was not killed by that human you call Yand aim, but I was sealed inside a newborn child. This newborn baby, it turns out to be you. Nar looked at the demon in shock, but after a few seconds, that shock turned into anger as his eyes narrowed in fury. You are the reason the villagers hate me. Nar snarled. Cool. They think you're me. They see you as their scapegoat for what I've caused. Q.Bi watched as his expression became indecipherable as a shadow covered his face. Everything was silent while Q.B. waited for the boy's reaction. However, Narut's reaction was what I expected. You [ __ ] bastard. Because of you, my life is a mess. That's why I feel. Q.B. watched in amazement as the young man began to drop a long list of insults in a rather roguish manner. After a few more minutes of furious speech, Q.B. decided it was better to cut it off. Okay, I get it. Now, please calm down, unless you want to keep this rant going forever. Nar shot a furious glance at the fox, but the fox remained impassive. Well, now, in exchange for my charge, I will allow you to use my chakra whenever I deem it necessary. Because, you see, if you die, I will die. I have no intention of dying. So, I will help you as far as my well-being is concerned. Now that that's cleared up, you should wake up right now. If you have any questions, ask your sensei. He's known that forever. When Q.B. finished speaking, Narut blinked and found himself in the forest. Nar sat up and went to talk to his sensei about his experience. End of the flashback. All right. And now where too? He continued walking through the streets of Canoa until a tempting aroma filled his nostrils. He sniffed once, twice. Those who were staring at him saw him smelling the air and immediately wondered what he was doing. The blonde began to walk in a different direction, following the smell that filled the air. He already sighed at me there. They had no customers and were about too close at any moment. That's when he saw a blonde guy walking towards his stall. Toy saw her and looked in the same direction. Sure enough, Narut stopped in front of the ramen bar. The two stared in amazement at the blonde who was sitting in front of the counter. "I haven't been here in a long time. I've really missed this place," Narut said, a smile of remembrance on his face. He remembered that as a child, this place was his only refuge. "It was the only place that did not throw it out or raise the prices exorbitantly." Toyi and Ayami were always kind and cheerful with him, and for that he was grateful. Toyi looked at him curiously, then saw his cheeks marked by the beard and knew instantly who he was. I didn't feel any resentment towards the boy. He could clearly see that he was innocent, unlike many other ignorant people. He believed in the abilities of the yawn aim and had full confidence in the previous Oage. I saw him as a hero the way he was supposed to be seen. This place has been very quiet since you left Nar. I'm so glad to see your back safe and sound. Toi said with an affectionate smile directed at the young blonde. Aim also dedicated a cheerful smile to him coinciding with Toki. Nar asked for a bowl of ramen and they both started making it. Nar talked to them while they were preparing the meal telling them where he had been and what he had been doing. He skipped the training he did with Jera and gave them a very general explanation. Still, they were happy and handed him his bowl of miso ramen. And Tadakimasu, said Narut, breaking his chopsticks and devouring the bowl of ramen in seconds. Toki and Ya happily smiled at me when they saw that the quiet ramen stand had come back to life. Nar asked for a second bowl, and Toy laughed heartily. I see your appetite hasn't diminished over the years. Thank goodness, because we were about too close due to lack of profits and customers. Nar swallowed the ramen he had in his mouth before he spoke. How is it possible that you don't get customers with the good ramen you make? Toi angry. Don't worry. Now that you're back, I foresee a better deal. Nar approaching and cheering, asking for a third bowl, handing the second one. Nar started to regret eating seven bowls of ramen when his stomach started to hurt. She shrank slightly as she walked to her old apartment. He wondered if it would even be in habitable condition. He suspended, knowing what to expect from the citizens of Canoa. He arrived at his room and opened it with the keys that the watermelon had given him, but not before noticing the insults spray painted on the door. He ignored them as he entered, closed the door, and turned up the lights. To his horror, the furniture was overturned and thrown against the wall. Some things were broken and mangled, and there were more threats on the walls and the floor. The threats used to be the same, like demon dies, evil incarnate, or cold-blooded killer. At first, the threats depressed him, frightened him, and confused him. But now, he did not attach importance to them. He wasn't going to get depressed because he knew nothing would change. He knew the fastest way to solve his problem. So, he started the manual seals, Kajjaban without no jutsu. Five shadow clones emerged, invading the small apartment. Hi taught him. in kin jutsu because he felt it would help with his training along with some other forbidden techniques. The clones were solid unlike the bunen that the regular academy taught. These kajabunen had their own chakra system which allowed them to use jutzus. However, however, his chakra supply was quite limited. Jirea also told him that when they were destroyed, the memories of his short life were transferred directly to him. Jirea warned him that too much information would overload his mind and could make him unconscious. Nar listened to his advice, but he did it from time to time anyway. He created a lot of shadow clones, practiced something, destroyed them when he ran out of chakra, absorbed the information, and then fell unconscious. When Hayi had already scolded him several times, he made sure not to do it too often. The five shadow clones got down to business. They cleaned, swept, and threw away what was broken beyond repair. The real Narut walked towards his room, dodging one of his clones carrying a wrecked chair. He entered while the clones were still busy in the kitchen bar room, and began to check the damage. His bed was on its side against the wall, and the spring mattress was stabbed, completely useless, in the center of the room. The clothes that were previously hanging in the closet were now reduced to ashes. It's<unk> not that I wanted her. In fact, she had grown in the last 4 years to a height of 1.48 m. How had he grown up? Hi Ya simply took away his ramen only diet, forcing him to eat well during the trip. Nar started cleaning his room when out of the corner of his eye, he noticed an upside down photo frame surrounded by little ones fragments of glass. Narut stopped what he was doing instantly and ran towards the object, being careful not to step on the glass. He knelt down, picked it up carefully, and turned it over to reveal the photo. The image was of Yand, a Miokai, Narut's greatest role model. Maybe the Yand Aim was the one who made him suffer so much, but it was he who sacrificed himself and Nar for the good of the village. Hi already told Nar that he was the Yand aims sensei and that Nar looked like him in some ways. When Naruto found out about the cyugi, he couldn't help but get angry at the great Oakage. That is, he was partly the one who caused her suffering. Finally, she decided that the yond aim had no other choice at that moment and started idolizing him again. I wonder what you would do in my situation. Nar took out the photo and put it on the desk that was still intact in his room. A clone came in and started picking up the broken glass while the real Nar moved away. Nar returned to his living room and noticed that the clones were finishing up and had started cleaning the room and bathroom. Nar quietly dropped down on the couch and pulled a small scroll out of his pants pocket. He unrolled it and without looking at its contents, bit his thumb and traced a trail of blood in the center of the text. Instantly, a brush, a small can of black paint, and a notebook appeared in his hands. He went to his door, leaving the notebook and the paint can. He opened the plastic can, and poured several drops of his blood into the ink. Then he dipped the brush into its contents. With the other hand, he flipped through the notebook until he reached a specific page. He went through his personal notes and started painting a stamp on the door. The notebook contained his stamp designs and annotations on each one. One, studying and analyzing stamps was more of a personal hobby than something he had been taught. Jirea never knew about Narut's hobby as he used to do it secretly. He was not a master of stamps, but he could make quite complex ones. I create several original stamps based on trial and error. He had to do it over a wide area because sometimes they failed, sometimes quite harmfully. He finished the door seal and when he finished it, he disappeared. Nar got up and started painting the same stamp on his windows. The stamp he was writing was one he created himself. A pretty basic stamp. The seal would simply alert him when someone touched him or approached. I would alert him the same way a kajabunzan would when he disappeared. The information was simply sent to his mind as his blood was involved in the creation of the seal. He also blew it up on the intruder. Once he finished securing his apartment, he leaned back on the sofa. The shadow clones finished cleaning and repairing what they could and disappeared. Nar started falling asleep on the couch because his bed no longer had a mattress. He thought about the watermelon test but finally gave in to the long-awaited rest. The office of the oage the next morning. Watermelon intertwined his fingers while looking at a silver-haired Jonan who was leaning against the wall lazily. So you're the one I chose to test. Just make sure you don't underestimate him. The watermelon warned me to the Jonan who only showed himself respectfully. With that, the Jonan left the room with an audible jiggle. The watermelon turned my head towards the open window of his office when a white-haired man entered through it. I see that you have finally decided to come and visit us. The watermelon watched me as the sen walked calmly towards the center of the office. I bring more information about Akatsuki as well as about Odo and Suna Haa said sternly arousing the occasion's curiosity. Suna and Otto you mean Hayi has already been promoted. I heard from my information network that Suna and Otto have been having conversations about our village. These secret meetings have been about the Tunin exams that will be held soon in our village. I'm afraid a secret alliance has been formed between the two. The Okage stated, "I'll look into it immediately. And now, what about Akatsuki? It seems to emerge from the darkness and reveal itself. His target has something to do with the tailed beasts as it seems that the four-tailed Hinuriki has been reported missing after being spotted with two people dressed in red cloaks and clouds. This is not right at all. We will have to continue to monitor their actions carefully." The watermelon concluded, and there was a brief silence. Jirea, what do you have to report about Naruto? Let's see. We stay most of the time in Inoculi, country of fire, but we travel to walk Inoculi, country of lightning, to train, as well as Mizunokuli, country of water. Although Narut is only once years old, don't underestimate him because I think you will be quite impressed with his progress. At first, he learned slowly, but after a year, he began to improve considerably, Jerela explained, ending with a proud smile. I see. What range do you think he's in? The watermelon asked him with curiosity in his authoritative voice. I would say, Jirea closed his mouth and sounded mischievously to his former sensei. You know what? You'll have to wait and see what happens on his exam. The watermelon size at me. Okay, as you wish. You can withdraw. Jera went out the window while watermelon was checking some papers on his desk for me. Izzumo at the call of the okage, a tunin entered the office. Hello, Okage. Sama informed Narut that he is at training camp 21 for his exam today at 2 p.m. Hello. The tunin left the office while the watermelon kept signing papers for me. This exam will be interesting for sure, but why do I have the feeling that my paperwork will increase? The watermelon ignored the disturbing feeling and continued with his paperwork. A different reality, the test. Nar woke up from his sleep and walked wearily to his kitchen. He opened the small refrigerator only to see nothing inside. She moaned she had forgotten to buy more food after her apartment was vandalized by an unknown intruder. Grunting, he closed the refrigerator door and walked to the bathroom to wash up. She showered, brushed her teeth, and brushed her hair a little. She came out of the bathroom with a towel, and went to her bedroom. He put on his black tank top, black pants, and dark shinobi sandals. Then, she threw the crimson trench coat over herself to finish. After getting dressed, he walked into the small living room and grabbed his frog wallet before walking out the door. To do the most horrible thing he could think of at that moment, shopping. He walked to the market near the city center and got to work. Before even making any purchases, he used a simple edge to change his appearance to that of any ordinary civilian. Now that her cover was done, she got to work by stopping by the grocery store first. She took some fruits and vegetables to maintain a more balanced diet. After finishing there, he toured several shops to replenish the things that had been destroyed in his apartment. To transport the numerous objects, he simply sealed them on a scroll, which allowed him to happily walk home with only a light scroll in his right hand. He dropped the after leaving the market, and that's when the message of an intruder came to his mind. He quickly ran to his apartment only to find that his door was completely burned along with part of the wall. Nar opened the door carefully and entered. He immediately began searching for the intruder, searching his living room, bathroom, and bedroom. After concluding that the intruder had been frightened, smiling smugly. The seal we used as security was a success. She happily opened the scroll of her purchases and started putting away the food and her belongings before sitting comfortably on her new sofa. He stood there thoughtfully for a moment before turning to his new and small wooden desk. She opened her notebook and started studying the stamps she had created and drew some possible stamps that they could try later. He ate an apple for a late breakfast. While studying the stamps, the watermelon mi was sitting at his desk, reclining quietly in his chair, smoking the pipe. He looked at the clock in his office, which marked 11:00. He was about to get to work on the paperwork for the day, but he was stopped by the puzzle of someone who entered his office through the Shusen. To say that the tunin in front of him was a mess would be a very understatement. The Chunan's clothes were battered and burned and smelled of gunpowder. Izzumo, what happened? Serbi asked, looking at the scruffy figure in front of him. Izzumo frowned as he related the story. Okajama, he set me to fulfill the task he entrusted to me to inform Naruto of his order. I came to his apartment and knocked on his door. As no one answered, I touched the knob and the thing exploded. After that, I went to inform him. The watermelon sighed deeply at me. All right, I'll go myself. Anyway, I wanted to get out of this stuffy office. You can leave now, Isumo. Although, I suggest you visit the Canoa hospital before doing anything. The Chunina felt and took a puff, leaving the ouage in his office. Serbi put on his okage hat and left his office on his way to see Nar. Nar was studying his stamps when he heard a knock at the door. He calmly approached and opened. Oh, what are you doing here, man? Nar asked, standing in the doorway, looking at the oage who was standing in front of him with a smile. Hi, Narut. I am informing you that you will be at the training camp 21 for your exam today at 2 p.m. He was smiling at me while Narut was looking at him confused. Shouldn't you send some kind of messenger for that or something? I'm afraid I did Nar but somehow he blew up in the process. Nar sounds sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. I'm sorry. Watermelon smiled at me again. Ah, all right. May I come in? Naruto stepped away from the door and motioned for the oage to come in. The seal that protected him from intruders would not be activated while he was in the apartment. Nar dropped down on the couch while Siruti remained standing. Nar, I'd like to know how you blew up my messenger, the Oage asked him. He added mentally, even if it would save me paperwork. Nar smiled sheepishly. I have installed a kind of security system to prevent more intruders from entering my house. Siruto Villa felt with her head while looking at Nar's small apartment. Although he was curious, he knew that Nar didn't want to continue evaluating, so he changed the subject. How do you feel about being back in Canoa? He asked Watermelon. Nar paused, surprised by such an abrupt change of subject, and sighed deeply. I'm not sure. I haven't been here long enough. But what I do know is that those hateful looks won't go away on their own. Even after all these years, Sir Tobi was surprised to hear Narut's voice so old. The boy was only 11 years old, but he looked much older. Siruti knew that Nar had lost his childhood too soon. So much pain was reflected in his cherulan eyes that he had to look away. Nar, don't give up yet. Anyway, you don't have to tell me that. Who is my opponent for my test today? Nar interrupted, changing the subject once more. Sir turned slightly. Ah, how curious are you now? Well, he is one of our best Jonan. His name is Kakashi attack, and he will be the one who will test you. Nar was silent for a moment. I see. Thanks. Are you leaving already? Nar asked with a clearly amused tone of voice. The watermelon wondered what he thought was so funny about the name of the Jouan, but he said goodbye. Goodbye, Nar. I wish you luck in your exam. Nar watched the oage leave and returned to his desk. He sat down on a chair and went through his notes. Great. I have 2 hours to make a new stamp. Nar complained to no one in particular. Kulina and Assuma and Genma were waiting patiently at the 21st training camp. It was 2 p.m. and Kakashi and the one to be examined were nowhere in sight. They remained in awkward silence until Genma spoke. You know, we'll probably be waiting here for another 3 hours for Kauashi to show up. Gemma turned her gaze to Asuma, who had her eyes fixed on the clouds on the horizon. No, we made sure to tell him to come here at 12 p.m. So, he should arrive any minute. Just as Atuma finished speaking, Kakasi arrived in a swirl of leaves. Hello, he opied, greeting the examiners amicably. Kauashasi looked at them and then around. After carefully observing his surroundings, he looked at the three of them again. Where is Narut? Karina, and it was he who answered, "Is that the one who is being examined?" "Well, actually, it hasn't arrived yet." Kauashasi's eyes widened the size of plates of food. "This kid broke my record for tardiness," not knowing that Nar was told to come 3 hours after him. After 15 minutes of waiting, a blond-haired boy with blue eyes and cheeks with mustache marks entered the premises. He stood in front of the examiners and their examiner, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry for the delay. I had something important to do," Narut said guilty, somewhat nervous in front of the four. Karina and dismissed him with a gesture and smiled. "As long as you're not 3 hours late and making silly excuses, it gets overlooked." Kauasi felt an angry look, but he kept his nose stuck in his little orange book to try to ignore it. Nar noticed the increase in his killer instinct and looked where he was headed. A silver-haired spiky houndan was the target of the women's gaze. Nar recognized him as Kakashi, especially when he saw the idiate that covered his left eye. The lower half of his face was also hidden by a thin mask. This only aroused Nar's curiosity to know what he was hiding. It was then that Nar noticed the orange book in his hands, which made his left eyebrow visibly twitch. Great. I'm fighting one of the perverted fans of Arosenin's books. Before anyone could say anything, Nar walked towards the center of the entrance. Well, let's get this over with already, shall we? The porn lover looked at the three examiners before appearing in the middle of the field among a swirl of leaves. With the book still in front of his face, Narut stared at him for a minute before asking, "Are you going to put that book away?" The silver-haired Jonan kept his eyes on the text as he replied, "No, I'm in a good part of the story, and I can perfectly fight with him outside." "Wow, he's going to regret underestimating me," Nar thought. The examiners saw him shrug his shoulders and of it's your decision. That said, Kakashi suddenly heard a buzzing sound behind his back and dodged the surprise attack as quickly as possible, receiving two small cuts on his shoulder as a reward. After narrowly dodging the kunai, he looked at Narut who was standing in front of him and saw him disappear in a cloud of smoke. Kajjbansson Kauashi thought, putting his beloved free in his pocket after realizing that he would not be able to read it in this fight. Kauashi took out a kunai and held it in his right hand in a defensive posture, waiting for his opponent's next move. Nar watched Kauashi as he planned his next action, hiding among the branches of a tree. After deciding on a strategy, he got down to work. After creating several shadow clones, indicating the action plan and watching them run through the trees, he prepared a jutzu. Narut performed several hand seals before whispering softly. Sutin or Arasan nojutsu water style. Hurricane technique. Two small hurricanes formed, one on each hand, floating about two and a half centimeters on both palms. He took the hurricane with his right hand and placed it on the left. He began to slide the right hurricane over the left one with a fast and fluid movement. Highly concentrated discs of water shot out of the end in quick succession. Kauasi was on high alert when he saw the water discs rapidly approaching. They were fast and there were a lot of them. The silver-haired Jonan dodged each one gracefully, but the last ones took him by surprise. Unlike the previous ones, these were slightly faster, which made him miscalculate when to dodge. Some reached him in the legs and arms. The discs were as sharp as the cribs and common with so many it was a formidable attack. The last disc appeared before his eyes, and what surprised Kauashi was that it was as big as a shuriken smokes. Narut watched as his part of the plan ended. He leaned back against the bark of the tree to take a quick breath. That last jutzu required quite a lot of puddle since it extracted the water necessary for the movement from the air. After barely breathing for an instant, he took off again to change location. After that attack, Kakasi would surely know where he was hiding. The shadow clones formed the opposite side of the original Narut started their part of the plan as several made hand seals. After completing the necessary seals, Chief Kajbansin muttered under his breath, "Katen Kasoku no jutsu firest style licking wheel technique." Kakasi couldn't dodge the big disc of water that easily, so he jumped on it. The disc continued on its way and cut down almost half of a tree before exploding again into many drops of water. While Kauashi was still in the air, he saw something approaching quickly from behind. Before he could react, a fire technique burned his back. Kauashi landed on his feet, preventing his skid from drifting further away with his left hand. The left side of his back was burned by the last attack. From far away from the battle, Asuma whistled, impressed by the blonde young man. "Wow, the boy is giving Kauashi a beating. I'm enjoying this. It's about time for Kauashi's karma to absure," Kulina added. And Gemma looked at the two and then went back to the battle. "Yeah, but you know the kid got an advantage over him when Kauashi underestimated him. Now it's going to get serious." Yes, but he took advantage of that weakness and that gives him points in my opinion. Corena and smiled, turning her gaze to the battle. Kakashi's breathing became heavier as he cautiously observed his surroundings. That's when a lot of shurikens were thrown at him from both sides. Nar watched from a distance as the projectiles launched by his clones approached their target. The shurikens directly hit the ninja copia, plunging into his arms. Before Narut could celebrate, the target was replaced by a log with the numerous shurikens still embedded. [ __ ] Kawarimi. Where is he? Nar thought, sitting on a tree branch, searching frantically around him. That's when he felt a punch on the cheek. Nar came out of his hiding place and headed to the clearing where Kauashi slowly approached. You're not bad, Kauashi commented, still feeling pain from the wounds that had been inflicted on him. I could say the same, Narut said, adopting a tai jutsu stance that Kauashi didn't recognize. Kauashi raised his idiate to reveal the infamous sharing. I think it's time for me to get serious. Nar smiled. It's about time. The two lunged at each other, exchanging blows. Both attacks were quick and swift, showing no signs of giving way. After a minute, they both jumped apart to take a breath. That's when Kakashi looked at the blonde in confusion. "What did you do to my sharing?" The examiners looked at the copy ninja and Nar with curiosity and interest. "What do you mean?" Nar asked innocently, still in a fighting position. "He was jumping for joy inside because the first test of his new label had been a success, but he didn't prove it. I mean, I can't memorize your movements." Normally the sharing allows me to memorize them and save them for my use. Personal, but I can't remember anything right now. I can't even see where your attacks will impact beforehand, and memorization doesn't work. What did you do? Kakashi asked with an unusually serious tone of voice. Nar kept his mask emotionless as he said. Why should I say it? You're my opponent right now, aren't you? Gemma looked at the other two examiners from the fight. How did he do that? I don't know, Assuma replied, looking at Karina and expectantly waiting for her opinion on the matter. Well, whatever he's done, he doesn't tell his opponent. He is cunning and hiding what he did in battle instead of telling you exactly what he did. If he did, his opponent would know more about the situation and come up with a plan to nullify him. Normally, one brags about his actions, stands still, and tells his opponent exactly what he did. This action leads to his inevitable downfall, Culina said and with his gaze fixed on the two fighters. Asuma took her gaze away from the redeyed beauty and turned her back to the match. Smart kid. Gemma silently nodded in agreement as she played with the zen on the side of her mouth. Nar faced the jouan, but then turned his gaze back to the examiners, still with his guard up. I have a question. Should I take off the weights? Narut shouted from the other side of the field, causing the examiners to look at him in amazement, as did Kauashi. It was Gemma who answered, "Hello, we want to see you at your full potential so that we can classify you accordingly. How come you didn't ask this before you started?" Nar smiled sheepishly. "I forgot about them a little bit." The group broke a sweat at the comment, but regained their concentration soon after. Narut bit his thumb, quickly performed some hand seals, and then touched the tiny red seals on his ankles and arms. The tiny red seals were created by Haya because they were more efficient than normal weights. First, they were easy to turn on and off. The second, they didn't show his opponent how much weight he was carrying. And third, I had no weight limit. They watched him as he finished quickly and looked at him. Ingenious, Azuma commented. I like it. The other two nodded. Nar returned to his fighting position. Let's continue. Nar disappeared before Kakashi's eyes, too fast to follow. Nar gave him a quick kick to the waist and watched him slide across the hard ground. Nar quickly charged towards him, but the copy ninja disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Kajjabin. When Narut interrupted his thoughts while looking for his opponent behind, up down. At that moment, the instinct kicked in and quickly performed several hand seals. Raiden Sukenu no jutsu lightning style earth current technique. Narut's palm began to form a current. Electricity while it was quickly pushed towards the earth. At that instant, a silver-haired, very furious Jonin emerged from the ground about a meter away from Nar. Nar smiled smugly when he saw that Kauashi's fingers were pricricked up by the electric shock. The last move cost one more chakra, so he decided that it would be best to resort to Taiutsu so that his chakra reserves would recover. Before Narut realized it, Kakashi pounced on him and threw a kick to his head. He hit the target, throwing Nar across the field. Nar stood up in a daze, shaking his head to relieve the pain that was remitting. Kauashi took advantage of his momentary recovery and attacked. Nar stood up just as he saw Kauashi trying to kick him in the head again. He didn't allow it this time and caught the kick as he pushed it away. This action unbalanced Kauashi, which allowed Nar kick him under the chin, throwing him up in the air. Kauashi then turned around using one hand to regain his balance. The two stared at each other, both breathing hard from exhaustion. Kakasi looked at the blonde thoughtfully. "This kid could barely keep up, even with my sharing. I have to finish this," Nar thought as he charged the jouan again, drawing a kunai. He added chara at his feet to speed up the pace as he moved behind Kakashi. With the kunai in his hand, Narut tried to hit Kauashi's face, but the palm of the jou and stopped him. Kauashi countered with a kick to the waist. However, Narut continued the attack, pushing him on the shoulder. "What is this?" Kauashi thought in horror, unable to move his body. As the silver-haired Jonan struggled in vain, he suddenly felt the presence of cold metal against his throat. "This is over. I win, Narut said as he withdrew his kunai and walked away from the surprised Jonan. Kulina and Assuma and Genma approached the two of them. Asuma walked towards Kauashi while the other two approached Narut. The kid's tough, isn't he? Assume? He chuckled as he watched Kauashi place his over his eye. That's right. He's definitely strong for his age. Kauashi watched Narut as he chatted with the two examiners. Do you want me to take you to the hospital? That would be greatly appreciated," Kauashi said as he fell to the ground and Assuma caught him throwing him on his back on horseback. Asuma was about to leave when Kakashi interrupted him. "Hey, wait. Let me talk to Nar first." Assuma obeyed and approached Nar, Gemma, and Karina and left after telling Nar to visit the oage the next day to meet your results and deliver your idiot to you. Nar tied the idiot around his neck proudly before watching the two Jonsins depart. Hey Narut. Nar turned to look at Asuma and Kakashi who were looking at him from the back of the smoking Jonin. Yes, how did you immobilize me for that brief moment during the fight? And how did you do that to my sharing? To immobilize you, I just sent electricity through your nervous system to momentarily paralyze you by pricking your shoulder. As for the sharing, that's my little secret. Narut smiled at both of them. I see. Kakashi said while thinking about what Narut had just told him. Hey Kauashi, why did I take on the burden? Well, I used the sharing in too much during the fight and now I can't move my body because of chakra depletion. Kauashi said simply, which made Nar nod in sign of understanding. After that, Asuma took Kauashi to Kenoa hospital while Nar started to return home. Narut looked at both of his dolls where he had two red stamps. Well, at least I found out that this seal works well against the sharing. I was quite satisfied with the fight. Kakashi was a strong opponent and now he was walking exhausted to his bed. He thought about the fight going over it again and again until he finally fell asleep. A different reality. Assignment of mission. Kulina and Asuma and Genma were now standing, lined up before the occ. It had been an hour since the test was over. Asuma had already taken Kauashi to the hospital after the battle with Narut. Kakashi's burn on his back could heal effortlessly with the help of the hospital's medical ninjas. It would also heal that no one would notice that it had been burned there before without the need for an intensive search. He would also suffer from a slight depletion of the chakra, but it was nothing serious. He would make a full recovery within an hour. They met before the ouage to inform him of the results of Narut's test to determine his rank and status as a blade shinobi. The okage was sitting at his desk with a stack of papers by his side. The sandai glared at the three in front of him. So, what do they have to report? The three of them remained motionless until Genma stepped forward. Okajama. According to our observations, his ninjutsu is high, his tai jutsu mediocre, and his skills. Since Jenjutsu, they are unknown. His ninjutsu is very varied. According to what we have observed, he is sensible when fighting and takes care to hide information. He can come up with a well-crafted tactical strategy in combat that allows him to overwhelm his opponent, allowing him to defeat him effectively. While this is important, something happened during the battle that caught our attention. The Oage raised an eyebrow at the latest statement. What could that be? This time it was Assuma who stepped forward, staring intently at the window. It seems that he managed to prevent the sharing in from copying his techniques. The Sandames eyes widened, but he immediately regained his serious expression. How did he do it? Assuma shook her head as she sighed. We're<unk> not sure. He didn't tell us, but the way he said it, he seems to know. Seruto and ascended. I'll have to confront him about that later. Now, what rank do you think he's in? Corena and was the first to speak. Honestly, I think he has Jonan rank. The only thing is that we don't know what can also lead a mission. It is a necessary skill for all Jonan. Gemma continued, "I also think Nar has houndan rank. The problem is that he will also not have the basic experience that other Houndon have in terms of missions, teamwork, and the like. Assuma was next with the cigarette at the side of his mouth so he could speak. I also think Nar has the potential to be a houndan. The problem is that we simply don't know enough about him. The oage closed his eyes in silence, interlacing his fingers as well. The three of them watched him intently, waiting for his answer. The sandame sighed deeply before refocusing his gaze on the three of them. I have decided to promote Narut to the tunin rank. However, I will assign him an a rank mission to get to know his leadership capabilities. Those who will accompany him will be fixing his gaze between the redeyed black-haired Jonan and the smoking Jouan. The sandame continued Culina and Kauaseruma. Any questions? So, you're saying that this 11-year-old boy who we don't know much about will be my squad leader on an arank mission? Culina asked and with bewilderment, which the Sandai confirmed to me with a simple nod. Hello. A familiar voice is heard from the office window. The occasi, I see you've been discharged from the hospital. Cool. The silver-haired Jonan replied, he wasn't that badly injured. I know for a fact that I underestimated him. I remember warning you about that. The sandai chuckled at me, making the Jonan's ego suffer a little. Hey Nar, if I remember correctly, is that the container of the Cugi? Kauashi asked indifferently as if he were talking about the weather. However, Culina and Gemma and Assuma became visibly tense. We does that information bother you? The Sandai asked him not only to Kakashi but also to others. None of them spoke. The sandame smiled to see that no one answered his question. Well, Nar has a very hard life and I would appreciate if they didn't make it more difficult. Just remember this. His smile may deceive you, but inside he suffers from an evil. It would drive anyone crazy. I wonder how he stays so sane. Now, Kakashi, the okage said, "You and Karena, and you will be assigned on a rank mission with Narut as your squad leader." But Okage sama Kakashi interjected. Let me finish. Attackan said the okage as if and will wait for an interruption. This mission will evaluate Narut's rank in more detail. I will inform you Kulina and Assuma and Nar in the quest room about your task tomorrow. You may withdraw. Only Kauashi remains. I need to talk to you guys, Genma, Assuma and Culina and left in a cloud of smoke through the Shanen. Kauashi remained in his place while the Okage watched him with the authority that must be shown by one who holds the title of Okage. Kauashi according to the reports of the fight. I understand that Narut has the ability to disable a part of the sharing an eye. The sandame said with faith without taking his eyes off the present houndan. Yes, that's true. Turned off the part of the sharing that allows me to copy the techniques and I could have sworn something else seemed wrong. Is it still working properly? the occasion. Kauasi nodded silently while crossing his arms. I made sure it was still working before I left the hospital. I used it to memorize my medical report on the edge of the bed. And indeed, it works perfectly now, the sharing user explained. The watermelon kept me silent while I reflected on the information I had just finished to receive. After turning the information over, he focused on Kauashi again. I need you to inform Narut that I need him in my office within an hour. Kauashi nodded and was about to leave through the window when the sandai spoke to me again. Wait a minute. Kakashi stopped halfway. Through the window, Siruti chuckled to himself as he spoke. I advise you not to enter Nar's apartment if he is not there. We had a very unfortunate incident with my last courier when he tried to open the door. Kakasi arched an eyebrow with interest but then nodded and left. Siruto leaned back in his chair and put his infamous pipe in his mouth. He was relaxing in his chair thinking about today's events when a woman entered with her face hidden behind a stack of papers that looked no how terrible. The oage shuddered when the woman dropped the huge pile of papers on his desk ordering him to finish. Then he left the office and found a very depressed looking oage who at that time was only thinking about his retirement. Nar had just woken up from his short nap and walked into the living room. He took the little scroll out of his pocket and bit his thumb at it. Time. When he opened it, the blood was extracted from his thumb, staining the words of the scroll from top to bottom. A small cloud of smoke was created and with it Narut's notebook, brush and paint. He left the brush and the paint on his desk because he didn't need them at that moment. He took a pencil from his desk and sat down on the sofa. She looked through many pages of stamps and their details until she came to the one she was wearing on her wrists. It showed a sketch of the stamp along with labels and descriptions. He noted that his first test was a success. She made sure that the ones on her dolls exactly matched the sketch on her notes before cleaning the stamps. Then he started sketching out ideas for new stamps. It was during his stamp study that he was interrupted by a few knocks on the door. Nar reluctantly sat up, walked over, and opened up. In front of him was no one less than attack Kauashi. Nar looked at him wearily, showing that he didn't want to be disturbed. What do you want? Kauashi ignored his signs of rudeness and continued to speak with his usual accent. Okajama requests that I come to his office again. Nar asked in annoyance. It was not very funny for him to receive so many orders with little or no rest between them. Hello. If you'll excuse me, I have some important books to read. That said, the porn lover disappeared in a cloud of smoke. What is this world becoming? Nar thought as he closed the door locked and started walking towards the office of the oage. After walking for a while through the streets, he began to feel uncomfortable because of the stairs and went to the rooftops. On the rooftops, he decided to go at a faster pace and became a blurred image for civilians. He arrived at the oakage tower in question of minutes and passed by the tunin guards at the base of the building. He climbed the wooden steps and walked down a corridor until finally he saw a door guarded by two Chunin. The one on the left of the door was apparently the supposed messenger who had accidentally flown for he directed him an angry look. The tunin next to him had spiky hair and a bandage strip in the middle of his face. His facial expression showed an obvious amusement towards him and his companion. The spiky-haired Chunin on the right was the one who spoke to the blonde ninja. You are Yuzumaki Nar. Nar smiled sheepishly as he saw the left Chunin's gaze intensify. That's me. One moment, please. The Oage is in a brief meeting with an important figure and should end at any moment. I can wait. Nar turned his attention to the tunin on the left side of the door. Uh, sorry. Because of the explosion, it was just a matter of personal safety. No hard feelings, right? The tunin looked at him sternly before breaking into a warm smile. No hard feelings. I know it was an accident. Although I assure you that I will not put your safety to the test in the near future. He Narut smiled sheepishly. Yes, I'm sorry anyway. May I know the name I have the pleasure of talking with. Well said, the tunin commented impressively. I'm trying. Nar smiled. My name is Izzumo and my partner next to me is Katexu. Isumo said while pointing. He waved at his partner when he was introduced. Nar gave them a friendly smile when the door opened between them, revealing a tall man. His eyes were the pale pupilless eyes of a Yuga. Nar recognized him from his childhood as Yuga Aci. From the way he frowned in displeasure, it was safe to say that he still had a stick stuck up his ass, and a very fat one at that. The group remained silent until AC disappeared from sight. Well, Kepsu said, "I guess you can see the oage by now. Thank you. It was nice to meet you both. Nar said as he walked between them and entered the office of the oakage. Nar took a quick look around the office, but it was strange to say that he didn't see the sandame. "Hey man," he called Nar quite loudly. "Over here was the reply Narut received from a voice hidden behind the piles of papers piled on the desk of the Oage." Nar casually walked towards him. "He I didn't see you there for a moment," he said a little embarrassed. the Oage side. Well, the paperwork is flooding me today. Sometimes it can be that cruel. Sometimes it's not always cruel. Right. Right. Well, let's get to the point because it seems that I don't have much time to talk with all this pending paperwork. I was wondering why you were bothering me so soon, Narut said wearily. I was hungry. I didn't have time for lunch and it was almost dinner time. Yeah. Well, I was hoping you could explain how you managed to disable part of Kakashi's sharing in during the match.