A blast of stuffy air hits my face.

And my nose.

Yep, definitely need to open a window or two. Or ten.

To my left is a small, open space where shoes and jackets would be kept.

Not like I have any jackets anyway. But shoes?

I look at the blue abominations on my feet.

Do ninjas not believe in the hazard of toe-stubbing?

I pull off the shoes and put them away nicely.

In front of me is a short hallway, with three doors. One just to my right and two at the end on either side. I open my nearest door.

A bedroom. Not bad. Nice big window too.

The window faces the front of the house. It doesn't have a lock.

I push it open.

There's a pile of folded sheets and pillows or something near the window.

Presumably to make my bed with. Looks like I get to sleep on the ground. I wonder how that'll feel. I heard it's better for your back, I think. To sleep on a hard surface.

As fresh air flows in, the atmosphere immediately improves. All of the walls so far have been an ugly beige color. Or off-white. What's the difference anyway?

They both suck.

I'll have to repaint. And it would be nice to put some tatami in. That bamboo floor stuff. I always thought it looked cool. Do they even have department stores and things here?

Furniture as well. A map of Konoha would be nice too. I would've been able to get a little navigation experience in on the way to the house, but Anko just had to teleport me the whole way. Teleport? What's that technique called anyway? Is that the body flicker thing? Shunshin or whatever. Eh, who knows.

I walk to another door in the far corner. I open it.

There's a boiler. For hot water.

Score.

I leave the bedroom, keeping the door open. Gotta have that air circulation.

At the end of the hall, I open the door to my right. A bathroom.

Toilet? Check.

Sink? Check.

Shower? Check.

Window? Open.

I leave and open the door opposite the bathroom.

It's a kitchen. Nice, nice. There's some cupboards, a fridge, a counter for preparing stuff, and a gas cooker. Basically everything a kitchen needs.

Except I have no idea how to use gas. I spawned without my phone or any of my stuff so even if I wanted to, I couldn't look up how to use a gas cooker. Stove? Eh. I'll figure it out. For now I'll probably just eat out. Except I have no money either. Maybe Teuchi (Ramen guy) would be nice enough to let me put it on a tab. Whatever that is.

The fridge and cupboards are empty, save for a few plates and cups. There's cutlery in a drawer.

No chopsticks, though. Strange.

I pocket a fork. Just in case.

I open the window.

Inside the kitchen is another door. To the living room, I guess.

I open it.

It's an empty room. A big window in the back faces the front of the house, but apart from that, there's nothing.

One of those blanket tables would work nice here. What're they called again? Ah, a kotatsu. Yeah, I want one of those. And some sofas too. This place is gonna be comfy as heck.

And that's all, folks. My new home.

Not bad, not bad at all.

My brilliant decoration ideas are interrupted by a knock at the door.

Ooh, could this be the 'someone else' that Anko was referring to? To give me the rundown of things? I'm not sure what they'd want to tell me in particular though.

"Coming!"

I jog to the front door and open it.

An unfamiliar ANBU holding a rather large box greets me with a polite bow. His mask resembles a dog with a goofy smile. His hair is light brown.

"May I come in?"

His voice is fairly high. He's young. Not much older than me, I'd reckon.

A rookie.

"Sure, go ahead. Make yourself at home. Not like I have anywhere for you to sit, though."

"Oh, that's fine, I'll only be here a few minutes anyway."

He walks into the bedroom, and puts the box down.

He didn't take off his shoes. Huh.

"In here are some clothes, and essentials like toiletries.

"Thanks."

He turns to me and pulls out a small scroll.

He holds it out, and I take it.

"This is an application form for the Ninja Academy. If you want to get a job, or basically do anything, you should graduate from there first. It won't be hard at your age. You don't even need to become a ninja."

"Yeah, I think I'll do that."

Though I don't really like the idea of being in a class with a bunch of 10-12 year olds I don't know, since Naruto's class just graduated.

"Let me know if you need anything."

"I will."

He bows again, and disappears.

Wait, how am I meant to contact him? Is the the one that's gonna be monitoring me for the next while? Who knows.

But still, isn't this all a bit suspicious? A possibly dangerous stranger with no identification pops up in the middle of a Hidden Village, and on the very same day they're an official resident and have a house for free? And I've never seen this ANBU guy before. Don't tell me he's an OC in this shitty story. Probably just an extra. Hopefully.

I sit on the floor and place the scroll down in front of me.

I should get to applying for the Academy, anyway. I'll need to learn to use chakra and whatnot, if I even have any. How does it even work? There's like, extra nerves or vessels or something. A system, like. I should've paid more attention when it was being explained in the show. Eh, I'll deal with that later.

I roll open the scroll, and I briefly notice a summoning seal before a sheet of paper and a quill pop out with a little cloud of smoke.

So cool.

Ninja Academy Application Form

Name: Kaishi Mitsudo

Sex: Female

Date of Birth: 24.02

What year do I put? The whole concept of years in my world is based on Christianity with BC, AD and stuff like that, which probably doesn't exist here. Guess I'll just put nothing.

In the Academy, you will learn things like basic Jutsu and chakra use, mathematics, language, history and science. The qualifications you achieve here will be valuable no matter what path you take later in your life. If you wish, once you graduate you may be assigned to a team with 2 other Genins and a Jonin sensei to carry out Ninja missions for experience and payment. From there, you may be promoted to a Chūnin, and even selected to become a Jonin.Blah blah blah, class is 5 hours a day 6 days a week— huh? Only one day off? Ew.You will be contacted when your application gets processed and you will be given further information then. Cool stuff.

The only admission requirements are:

To love the village and hope to help preserve peace and prosperity.

To have a mind that will not yield, able to endure hard training and work.

To be healthy in mind and body.

Alright, I signed it or whatever. Now what? ANBU dude said I should let him know if I needed anything. Ugh, if this doesn't work I'm gonna look really stupid.

"Uh, hello?"

Nothing.

"I need a hand here."

Still nothing.

Was I too quiet? What a pain.

I inhale deeply.

"HELLOOOO—"

"What's the problem?"

ANBU guy appears in front of me.

Hey, it worked! ANBU guy is here!

"What am I meant to do with this once I've filled it in?"

I hold up the application, and ANBU guy sighs.

Pardon? Don't act annoyed when you're the one who offered to help.

"Give it here."

I hand it to him.

He disappears, then reappears a few moments later without the application.

"I gave it to Iruka-sensei. He'll know what to do with it."

Makes sense. He's the main teacher, after all.

"Alright, thanks."

He disappears again.

Ok, uh, I guess I'll be contacted or whatever about when I start class. Hopefully it won't take too long. But by the time I graduate and become a *gag* Genin, Naruto could have already left for Jiraiya's training. Hmmmmm...

But that doesn't happen until after the Chūnin exams. Which happen, when? Ugh, I barely remember the timeline. Speaking of the timeline, is my existence gonna mess it up? Like, I already interrupted Team 7's first meeting (I think), and I may or may not have triggered Sasuke's PTSD. This hurts my brain. And I'm hungry.

Guess it's time to see if Teuchi would let me eat ramen for free.

Ichiraku Ramen.

God, I can't wait to taste it.

But first, I need to deal with this.

I crawl over to the box that ANBU guy brought in. It's a fairly large, full-looking cardboard box.

You'd expect a fancier form of storage for a semi-advanced ninja society. Like those sealing scrolls. Why not use those? Well, it's no big deal. I'm more used to this kind of thing anyway.

There's no tape or anything on top, so I just pull open the flaps. I start to take everything out and lay them on the floor around me.

There's a couple of those classic fishnet-looking shirts, with long sleeves like the one I have on already. Holding it up to my chest, it's surprisingly my size. Huh.

Next are some undergarments and another pair of those toe-exposing ninja shoes, but black this time. Also my size. I'll probably wear these instead of the blue ones. They match my outfit better.

There's some soap, shampoo, a toothbrush, no toothpaste (weird), toilet paper and a few towels. Regular stuff.

There's no closet in here yet (I'll have to get one) so for now I'll keep all the clothes in the box.

I put them back in, and move the box to the side.

I take the shoes, and put them near the front door next to my other ones.

I grab the bathroom stuff, head to the bathroom and put everything away.

Shampoo to the shower, toothbrush and soap to the sink, toilet paper next to the toilet, towels?

There's nowhere to put them.

Would it kill them to leave just a little bit of furniture in here?

Guess I'll keep them in the box too, then. I'll only need them when I take a shower, after all.

And so I trek all the way back to the bedroom and toss the towels in the box.

Finally. I'm all done.

Now I can get some ramen. Hopefully.