Chapter 1 The goal is to escape from Konoha

As a person who reincarnated,Chiba Shiroshi felt that he should possess the foundational qualities of someone who reincarnated.

Maintaining composure and swiftly assimilating into a new world were his primary tasks at the moment.

Despite this world containing many scientifically implausible elements, like witnessing people on the streets effortlessly leaping great distances, propelling themselves onto rooftops as if they were fleas, exhaling flames, and conjuring invisible water streams...

These surreal and fantastical scenes had left Shiroshi dumbfounded more than once.

What kind of magical world was this?

Superhumans?

And it wasn't just one superhuman. In the village known as Konoha, there were countless individuals possessing similar extraordinary abilities.

Subsequently, Shiroshi came to understand that these human beings, resembling "superheroes," were actually called "ninjas."

They could manipulate a unique energy called chakra, possessed astonishing jumping capabilities, and were adept at various incredible ninja techniques, all made possible by chakra.

After a few days of adjustment, Shiroshi finally realized that he had arrived in an extraordinary world.

He also gained a detailed understanding of his current identity.

He was an orphan in the Village Hidden in the Leaves, Konoha. For the initial years, he had grown up in Konoha's orphanage until he turned six not long ago. After being tested and found to possess the aptitude to become a ninja, he left the orphanage and began living on his own.

The time Shiroshi inhabited this body coincided with the day he left the orphanage.

This led Shiroshi to inwardly comment on how absurd the orphanage was. They kicked him out at the tender age of six?

Perhaps they were leaving him to fend for himself.

According to information provided by the orphanage, his parents had perished shortly after his birth on the battlefield. Reportedly, both parents died before reaching the age of twenty, and their remains were never fully recovered. Only their cold names were etched onto a memorial monument.

Thus, due to his heroes child status, the village's higher-ups provided him with numerous life conveniences. After leaving the orphanage, Shiroshi's tuition fees for the ninja school were waived. He received a monthly stipend and was set to inherit all his parents' belongings.

Looking solely from this perspective, Shiroshi believed that the Village Hidden in the Leaves still retained a semblance of compassion.

However, comprehensive consideration was necessary. Over the course of these days, Shiroshi had overheard various pieces of gossip on Konoha's streets.

The conclusion he derived from these talks left him profoundly horrified.

Any official ninja, regardless of age, was required to follow the village's upper echelons and engage in combat on the battlefield.

Based on Shiroshi's observations, due to the ongoing Second Shinobi World War, Konoha Village dispatched numerous children under the age of ten to the battlefield each year.

Under ten years old?

Even younger?

On the battlefield?

This couldn't possibly be true, could it?

Requiring children under twelve years old to enter the battlefield?

It was even said that children as young as six or seven, due to their exceptional aptitude, graduated prematurely from the ninja school and were directly sent into battle...

Puzzlement and confusion immediately consumed Shiroshi's thoughts.

To what extent was the front line of Konoha Village's battles strained if they had to deploy children under twelve?

Had everyone gone mad?

Could this Konoha Village... be a terrorist organization?

Could he have inadvertently entered a terrorist organization?

Considering this possibility, Shiroshi stared at the acceptance letter from the ninja school he held in his hand, his eyes reflecting a complex mix of emotions, and he sat on the ground, appearing somewhat despondent.

This was terrible; he must have entered a terrorist organization!

Upon joining the ninja school, he would not only be taught various frightening killing techniques, but he would also likely be brainwashed to become a tool for the village's upper echelons...

Gazing at the picturesque village illuminated by sunlight, Shiroshi couldn't shake off the eerie feeling that had taken hold of him.

Should he run away?

But where could he possibly escape to?

The power exhibited by those ninjas was only the tip of the iceberg; they could squash him like an ant. Shiroshi doubted he could escape from this terrifying organization at the moment.

After much inner turmoil, Shiroshi made a decision. He would take things step by step and wait for the right opportunity to arise. When the time was right, he had to find a way to escape from this village.

30 years Konoha, April.

Ninja School.

Not long after leaving the orphanage, Shiroshi was about to attend the ninja school. This was his only way out.

Shiroshi was well aware of the dangerous situation he was in. Konoha Village was a terrorist organization. Until he gained sufficient strength, he couldn't risk arousing suspicion and exposing himself.

A single wrong step could lead to others' suspicion and covert elimination.

As a result, Shiroshi couldn't help but feel cautious around the innocent and harmless villagers. He began to see the friendly smiles on their faces as cunning grins, fox-like smiles, demonic smiles. Meanwhile, he saw himself as innocent and harmless as a rabbit.

This was a reasonable analysis Shiroshi made of his current predicament.

Amidst the crowd, Shiroshi entered the ninja school. It was eight in the morning, and some children were there alone like Shiroshi, while others were accompanied by their parents.

The scene was lively, like a marketplace.

Shiroshi didn't choose to stand silently alone on the side, emitting an aura that clashed with the environment.

Such behavior would be utterly foolish.

He couldn't draw attention to himself. He had to blend in, be ordinary, and absolutely avoid standing out.

Before formally entering the classroom, Shiroshi and the other new students were to participate in the school opening ceremony.

The so-called opening ceremony was organized very simply. A designated area was marked on the ninja school's training ground. Hundreds of new students stood in rows according to height, facing the adults' long and tedious speeches.

The person giving the speech on the stage was a middle-aged man dressed in a ceremonial robe. His infectiously warm smile was highly persuasive.

Shiroshi knew that this man in the ceremonial robe was the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

The current leader of the terrorist organization, Konoha Village.

A formidable man who inherited the will of the first two generations of terrorist organization leaders, the First and Second Hokage.

Involuntarily, Shiroshi affixed an extremely dangerous label to the harmless and affable smile of Hiruzen Sarutobi.

To Shiroshi, the content of Hiruzen's speech seemed incredibly dull and boring.

It was the same old pyramid scheme.

Talk about the Will of Fire being great.

Konoha Village is a beacon of light.

We're all one big family.

Following that, he elaborated on the previous Hokage's grand accomplishments from a historical perspective, lavishing praise that verged on the extravagant, eliciting resonance from everyone present.

Except for Shiroshi.

However, to avoid drawing attention, Shiroshi, too, displayed an excited and admiring gaze along with the others. He seemed genuinely stirred by the feats of the previous Hokage.

This was called political correctness!

After two full hours, the Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi's opening ceremony speech finally came to an end.

Shiroshi stood in place, his legs sore, but he patiently recorded the content of Hiruzen Sarutobi's speech.

As a "traitor," he couldn't show any signs of discontent or curiosity before betraying them.

In other words, what Hiruzen Sarutobi said was probably what they would be tested on in school.

Although Hiruzen Sarutobi's speech was even cheaper than the motivational articles he had read in his past life.

After the speech concluded, the students exited in an orderly manner and returned to their respective classes.

The teachers then held a meeting.

Shiroshi was assigned to Class 1-A.

The entire classroom was set up in a tiered layout. Each desk could accommodate three students, meaning three students shared a desk.

Shiroshi, sitting in the middle of the second-to-last row by the window, found his name written in bold letters: "Shiroshi Chiba."

As he found his seat, he noticed that someone was already sitting by the window's innermost side.

It was a girl with long black hair, similar in age to Shiroshi, around five or six years old.

One hand supported her chin as she quietly gazed out at the courtyard. She emitted an aura that made it hard for people to approach her.

"Hello, my name is Shiroshi Chiba. Nice to meet you."

He had to avoid drawing attention but also not appear too reclusive. This was the role Shiroshi had assigned to himself.

So, when he sat down beside the girl, he introduced himself first.

The girl turned her head slightly, removing the hand supporting her chin. Her exquisitely cute face carried a somewhat cold and aloof expression. The jet-black pupils exuded a pure and icy air, resembling snowflakes. In a condescending tone, she spoke to Shiroshi:

"Uchiha Rui."

Such a cold and enigmatic little girl with long black hair.

After Uchiha Rui introduced herself, Shiroshi felt the temperature around him plummet.

Afterward, Shiroshi had no intention of engaging in conversation with Uchiha Rui.

He sat quietly at his seat, flipping through the prepared study materials on his desk.

There was a variety of materials, including "Chronicles of Konoha Ninja Village," "Complete Compilation of Hokage Quotes," "First Hokage and the Will of Fire"...

Among them, the book "First Hokage and the Will of Fire" was placed on top.

Shiroshi read attentively, as this was an important way to gather information.

Due to the Third Hokage's opening speech, Shiroshi had only a vague understanding of Konoha Village's propagated "Will of Fire." There could be details he was missing.

Now he needed to delve deeper into what exactly this "Will of Fire" was about.

To further understand this so-called ninja school, whether it was a brainwashing institution.

Though Shiroshi didn't hold any illusions about the village named Konoha.

Opening line of "First Hokage and the Will of Fire":

"Where leaves dance, flames shall never cease to exist. The flames will continue to illuminate the village and cause new leaves to bud."

The meaning behind this sentence was easy to comprehend.

Young people were the village's future hope, and the older generation needed to trust and protect them.

The sacrifices of the older generation were not in vain; they were encouraging the young people to become the pillars that could shoulder the village's future.

The flames that burned the fallen leaves symbolized the heroic sacrifices of the older generation, while the new leaves represented the young people.

A cycle of reincarnation.

This was the core essence of the Will of Fire.

At first glance, it seemed pretty good and reasonable.

But thinking about those children under ten being sent to the battlefield...

Hmm... Is this not using the sacrifices of the young to illuminate the older generation?

So, this will was both fake and empty.

At least, that's what Shiroshi thought.

Why didn't anyone else in Konoha Village notice such an obvious flaw?

Continuing to read, Shiroshi lost track of time passing by. However, as he turned page after page, he felt his lips dry and beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

The content of this book was devoid of substance, full of empty and fantastical ideals.

Was this really the will passed down by the deity of the ninja?

Has he ever read a book?

What about the guiding principles of the Will of Fire?

The ideological manifesto?

The detailed criteria and standards?

Shiroshi found the content of the book "First Hokage and the Will of Fire" to be quite jarring.

It was filled throughout with the ideals of the First Hokage—about being a family, about peace, about protecting children...

But there were no concrete plans.

And it seemed like they hadn't even fulfilled the part about protecting children.

Now, large groups of children under ten were being sent to the battlefield in Konoha, only to perish as cannon fodder.

Thus, Shiroshi finally realized a fact: On each crooked page of this book, the words "Will of Fire" were written.

But through the backside of these countless "Wills of Fire," Shiroshi discerned the content between the lines—pyramid scheme.

Konoha Village was a terrorist organization.

The ninja school was a pyramid scheme brainwashing institution.

What was even scarier was that such a book blatantly appeared within the ninja school. What did that mean?

It meant that the upper echelons of the village had already brainwashed all the adults, and now it was the turn of the new generation of children.

Unfortunately, Shiroshi himself would also become a member of this so-called "Will of Fire" brainwashing.

It wasn't until a gentle voice spoke that Shiroshi snapped out of his thoughts.

"Um, are you okay? You've been sweating a lot. Are you feeling unwell?"

"Huh?"

Shiroshi turned his head to see a cute girl with the same long black hair as Uchiha Rui. Compared to the frostiness on Uchiha Rui's face, this girl's pure pupils held a distinct softness. She seemed like an easy-going type.

However, her eyes were strange.

They were a pure white color without any impurities.

Cataracts?

"Are you okay? You've been sweating a lot on your face."

She continued to express her concern in a warm voice.

Only then did Shiroshi touch his face and realize there was quite a bit of cold sweat. He shook his head with a dry smile and said, "I'm fine. I think it might be because I accidentally drank some expired milk last night, and my stomach's a bit upset."

"Really?"

She looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"I'm sorry for making you worry. I'm Shiroshi Chiba. And you?"

"Hyuga Ayane. Nice to meet you."

With a gentle and generous smile, the other girl's pure expression infected Shiroshi, and he let out a relieved sigh, nodding.

On the other side, Uchiha Rui glanced thoughtfully at the book Shiroshi had been reading just now. Her intuition told her that Shiroshi had broken into a cold sweat because of that book in his hands, and there was an obvious mix of confusion and fear in his eyes.

This piqued Rui's curiosity.

Was a book really capable of frightening someone to this extent?

Her desk partner was indeed a strange individual.

In no time, a seemingly ordinary young man walked into the classroom. As soon as he entered, he glanced at the forty-odd students in the class and nodded in approval.

Under the unified gaze of the students, he calmly walked to the front of the podium and began introducing himself:

"First of all, congratulations on passing the test and becoming students of the Ninja School. I am Fujimura Daiga, and I will be your homeroom teacher until your graduation. I am twenty-three years old and a Chunin in the village. I enjoy taking walks and writing in my diary, and my dream is to educate outstanding students."

Shiroshi knew that the initial part would definitely be self-introductions.

But this was also a good opportunity to gather information. Who knows, there might be some unexpected insights in the future.

The students in front quickly finished their self-introductions. Their interests and dreams were diverse and quite interesting.

However, when he thought about these children's unstable futures, a sigh escaped Shiroshi's lips.

Yet, considering he was also just a little kid himself, he felt frustrated.

Before worrying about others, make sure you don't die yourself.

This utterly dismal era of the ninja.

If the village hailed as the leader of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, Konoha, was like this, how good could the other villages possibly be?

And in Konoha, with his fixed mindset, there was no way he could change anything.

The Will of Fire had been nurtured and entrenched in this village for nearly thirty years.

Was the Will of Fire passed down by the First Hokage really right?

Maybe it was right at the beginning, but times were always changing rapidly.

Shiroshi really wanted to say to the higher-ups of Konoha, "Grown-ups, times have changed."

The Will of Fire was no longer suitable for this era.

He estimated that after saying this, he would likely evaporate into thin air.

"I am Hyuga Ayane. There's nothing I particularly dislike for now. I enjoy soaking in hot springs, and my future dream is to become an amazing female ninja."

After the enthusiastic applause from others, she quietly took her seat.

Now it was Shiroshi's turn. He naturally stood up from his seat.

"Hello, everyone. I am Chiba Shiroshi. I enjoy reading, and my future dream is to become a doctor."

In his past life, Shiroshi was a capable senior physician, well-versed in a wide range of medical knowledge and familiar with many medical tools. He had performed numerous surgeries, accumulating extensive experience.

According to his preliminary understanding, ninja came in various types, including medical ninja, a support and healing role.

If his goal was to become a medical ninja, Shiroshi was confident he could stand out in this area.

However, to avoid drawing unnecessary attention, it would be necessary to appear ordinary when the time came.

Moreover, Shiroshi was indeed quite curious about this profession of a medical ninja.

The ninja school also offered specialized training courses for medical ninja, but very few enrolled. Compared to the colorful world of ninjutsu, the process of learning medicine was undoubtedly dull and unexciting. Generally speaking, during their time at the ninja school, having one-tenth of the students choose medical ninjutsu was considered a high proportion.

In reality, however, during their time at the ninja school, over ninety-five percent of the students had no interest in medical ninjutsu.

These young children couldn't yet comprehend why such a boring and monotonous course existed in the school.

Shiroshi's introduction was ordinary, blending into the entire class without drawing much attention.

"My name is Uchiha Rui. I have no interest in you guys whatsoever. I have no intention of sharing my dreams and interests with weaklings. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do, and don't bother me even if you do have something to discuss. If you can manage that, I'll consider you my classmates."

With a light flick of her hair by her ear, the girl on the other side stood up and introduced herself with a cold and arrogant tone, her gaze incredibly icy.

However, due to her extremely arrogant manner of speaking, she offended most of the students in the class directly.

"What's with her? Acting all cute and talking so arrogantly, she's really despicable..."

"Who would want to play with someone so unsociable? Delusions of grandeur."

"These Uchiha people are really annoying."

...

Whispers immediately spread across the classroom, expressing dissatisfaction and hostility towards Rui.

With a soft snort, Rui remained seated with her aloof attitude. Even though she had become the class enemy in a flash, it seemed she intended to stick to her own ways.

Having such a stand-out desk mate felt like trouble. Hopefully, he wouldn't attract too much attention. Shiroshi scratched his head in distress.

Two months had passed.

Shiroshi gradually came to terms with the helpless reality of being in the terrifying heart of a tremendously dangerous organization.

Luckily, this 'heretic' of his managed to hide exceptionally well, without arousing anyone's suspicions. Furthermore, leveraging his identity within the Ninja School, he began growing stronger.

Apart from some pyramid scheme books concerning the 'Will of Fire,' the educational content within the Ninja School still provided many practical skills.

He had already mastered shuriken throwing techniques and chakra refinement and usage.

However, during practical classes, Shiroshi didn't perform exceedingly well. He achieved an average score, neither excelling nor being among the top students. He was referred to as a 'middle-of-the-road' student.

As a result, Shiroshi's popularity was quite good. He could interact normally with both male and female classmates.

Although playing some ninja games with these people seemed childish, he had no choice but to do so to avoid standing out. It was a way to relax in between training.

However, this also meant that Shiroshi had to burn the midnight oil, studying medical-related books borrowed from the school library.

As a former doctor from his past life, Shiroshi understood the significance of this field too well.

Despite possessing supernatural abilities, the ninjas in this world were still flesh and blood. Being flesh and blood meant getting sick and getting injured. Medical ninjas were by no means a redundant or useless profession.

If he could serve as his own guardian in the future as a medical ninja, he could better hide himself within Konoha, and when the opportune moment arrived, escape from here.

However, before that, he had to make himself stronger with the help of Konoha's resources and gain a deeper understanding of the ninja world through Konoha's intelligence network.

So, Shiroshi believed he needed to stay in Konoha for at least ten years or more. Only after he had the capability to protect himself would he consider the question of leaving Konoha.

During the day, he absorbed knowledge at the Ninja School, and from 4 PM to 9 PM, he engaged in various training sessions.

Afterward, he would return home and read medical-related books until midnight.

Living at this pace, while it was tiring, he found himself excited to explore this mysterious and unknown domain.

(Chapter End)

Just so you know this is a translation from a chinese fanfic it is one of the most popular naruto fanfics in china so i tought i should translate it so you all could read it to.

I will try my best to improve the translation quality and the grammar but it should at the very least be readable.

Update: 30.08.2023 This chapter has been improved.