Coincidentally, just as Hizashi Hyuga was carried back to his bed by his father, he slowly woke up.
His eyes were blurry for a moment before he abruptly sat up.
He looked around defensively, his expression quickly shifting to mild astonishment.
“Father?
Am I…
did you bring me back?
Did you see anyone else?”
“It wasn’t me.
Your classmate, Kaito, carried you back,” his father replied.
“Kaito!” Hizashi instantly became fully awake.
He frantically checked his body but found no injuries or any other marks.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief—*I knew that commoner wouldn’t dare actually beat me up!*
*But to think I actually lost to a commoner…*
He felt a surge of dark frustration, gritting his teeth.
Seeing this, Hizashi’s father frowned and asked, “Do you have a conflict with him?”
“He…
during the previous exam, he passed a note to Obito Uchiha,” Hizashi explained.
“The note was full of wrong answers, causing Obito to score a zero.
He humiliated him.”
His father understood, but then said with displeasure, “Did you activate your Byakugan to cheat during the exam?”
Hizashi was speechless.
“Do not let there be a next time.”
“Yes.” Hizashi nodded obediently.
“I gave that boy a thousand ryo.
You are classmates, and since he has already learned his lesson, do not turn this into a bitter rivalry.”
*Gave Kaito a thousand-ryo banknote?*
*He learned his lesson, so don’t…?*
*Why?
I was clearly the one who got beaten…
exhausted to the point of fainting by him, and you gave him money instead?*
Hizashi was dumbfounded.
He wanted to explain, but part of him felt it was too humiliating.
On the other hand, Kaito’s self-directed act flashed through his mind—the threats of ‘snitches get stitches’ and ‘may your bloodline end with you’ echoing in his ears.
*What a vulgar commoner!*
“I understand, Father.”
Hizashi gritted his teeth and secretly resolved to train harder.
Once he could unleash the Eight Trigrams Palms, he would definitely teach that vulgar commoner a harsh lesson!
…
Meanwhile, Kaito returned home.
Seeing Kaito’s battered appearance, Uncle Takumi and Aunt Shu immediately grew anxious, their eyes turning red as they bombarded him with questions.
Looking slightly aggrieved, Kaito said, “I just had a sparring match with my classmate, Hizashi Hyuga.”
“From the Hyuga clan?” Uncle Takumi bellowed, his voice rough.
“This is a sparring match?
Just because they’re from the Hyuga clan means they can bully people?
Haven’t I been selling them ninja tools at cost for the past two years?
Just you wait, Kaito, your uncle is going to demand an explanation right now…”
“Hey, hey, Uncle, don’t be hasty.” Kaito forced a smile and pulled out the banknote.
“These are just superficial wounds.
Hizashi’s father even gave me a thousand ryo.
Let’s just drop it, Uncle Takumi.”
“A thousand ryo?
What the hell is a thousand ryo worth compared to…”
“Uncle Takumi!
Let me handle my own affairs, okay?
It won’t be long before I can fairly and squarely defeat Hizashi with my own two hands.
Believe me!” Kaito suddenly raised his voice.
“I’m going to go wash up.”
Uncle Takumi was stunned, while Aunt Shu interjected, “Wait, let me bandage your wounds first.”
“No need, they’re just minor scratches.” Kaito shook his head and refused.
How awkward would it be if the wounds healed before she even finished bandaging them?
After a long pause, Uncle Takumi let out a long sigh.
“The boy has grown up.”
“He really has.”
…
After a quick wash and changing into clean clothes, Kaito returned to his room.
He lay flat on his bed, smoothed his hair, and let out a long breath.
“Acting is so exhausting.”
He opened his attribute panel.
Template: Apprentice Ninja (0/3)
Basic Attributes (3)
Physical Strength: 22.44
Mental Strength: 28.99
Chakra Capacity: 25.33
Main Skills (4)
(Duplicates omitted)
Auxiliary Skills (9) (Hidden)
Free Attribute Points: 1
“My physical strength has stopped increasing.
It went up by nearly six points, about a third.” Kaito thought for a moment, sat up, measured his height against the desk, and squeezed his arm.
“Sure enough, I’ve grown a bit taller, and my arms are slightly thicker.
If Uncle Takumi and Aunt Shu hadn’t been so worried about my injuries, they probably would have noticed.
Fortunately, this slight change isn’t too outrageous for an eight-year-old.”
*Taijutsu is risky; I need to be careful when allocating points.*
*Before reaching adulthood and full physical maturity, I have to pace myself.
Moreover, I don’t know how many people besides Kakashi—if anyone at all—can provide me with attribute points.
Balanced development will probably be very difficult to achieve.*
*I should save up some attribute points for now.
Increasing my strength too much all at once will easily invite trouble.
I can’t get carried away.
If Orochimaru or Root notices me, I’ll be completely screwed.*
*Then I need to find a way to learn a few Ninjutsu and allocate points there.
I’ll become a mage.
I don’t want to turn into a muscle monster; it’s too ugly, and I’d never find a wife.*
*Tsk, a wife.
There are so many pretty girls in Naruto, and there are already several in my class…*
As Kaito’s thoughts drifted, he suddenly revealed the creepy smile of a hardcore otaku.
Flashes of various fan-made doujins crossed his mind, but he quickly reined himself in.
*I am a decent person.
I am very decent.*
*Truly decent.*
*Smile gradually turns perverted.jpg*
‘Kakashi’s correction progress: 36%’
‘Kakashi’s correction progress: 37%’
Suddenly, two lines of text scrolled past.
Kaito was startled.
He finally deleted all the inappropriate images from his mind and hummed with a beaming smile, “In the dead of night, do you suddenly think of me…”
“What is the boy singing?
Did he get traumatized…”
“I didn’t hear clearly, shh, keep your voice down…”
Kaito’s face darkened.
“Uncle Takumi, Aunt Shu, I’m reading!
Go to sleep and don’t worry about me!”
Time froze for two seconds.
“You should go to sleep early too, Kaito,” Uncle Takumi’s slightly awkward voice drifted in.
Kaito shook his head helplessly, losing his mood to hum.
He actually grabbed a book.
‘Theoretical Guide to Independent Ninjutsu Development (Basic)’
Kaito opened his auxiliary skill attribute panel and glanced at the level: Level 0 (39%).
*I really am a noob!*
“Theoretical Guide to Independent Ninjutsu Development…
this is good stuff,” Kaito muttered softly.
“Real ninja knowledge.
Let’s see what I can learn.”
Unlike the ‘Introduction’ book, this was actually useful.
As a ‘correction tape’ who used to forget to eat and sleep while studying Naruto lore online, he quickly immersed himself in this genuine ninja literature now that he had a solid plan for rapidly increasing his strength.
Only the occasional pop-up messages interrupted his studying.
Kakashi’s depressed state wasn’t complicated; he was just stuck in a rut.
Kaito had given him a push, starting the process.
Now, left to reflect in the dead of night, Kakashi’s progress was unstoppable.
At midnight, just as Kaito closed his eyes and lay in bed about to fall asleep, text scrolled past his eyes again.
‘Kakashi’s correction progress: 45%
Obtained Free Attribute Point * 1’
Kaito was instantly wide awake.
“Ugh, aren’t you going to sleep?
This unlucky kid really overthinks things.
Fine, I won’t sleep either.
I’ll get up and read, going back to my college entrance exam grind mode.”
*Wasting points on this stuff is a shame, but as a transmigrator with a cheat system, if I waste years dawdling in the Ninja Academy, I might as well leave the chat.*
*It’s just memorizing a book, right?
I survived the college entrance exams and grad school prep; you think I’m scared of this?!*
*It’s just that staying up late ruins your hair, which is a bit annoying.*
Kaito looked at his pillow, then ran over to the mirror on his wardrobe.
He muttered softly, “My face might not match my original flawless good looks, but this hair…
it’s so thick and healthy!
A little damage won’t hurt!”
Outside the crack in the door, two pairs of eyes met.
“Kaito…
seems to have really been traumatized.
Not sleeping in the middle of the night, what kind of stunt is he pulling?”