Hello everyone. I am very sorry that you had to wait so long for a new chapter. My computer crashed and was in service for a whole month, and when I got it back, a lot of what I had already done was deleted, so I had to start all over again. I'll try to get the regular chapters back up again but it's going to take some time so I hope you'll be patient with me. Without further ado, enjoy the story and I hope you like it.
The week flew by in the blink of an eye. The kids sat in their desks following the lessons from Iruka and me, without any problems or mishaps from the little blond ball of energy who had behaved more or less decently all week. There were a few prank attempts but not in the classroom or on me or Iruka. , Probably because he learned his lesson from the first moment I walked into the classroom and sprung his traps.' But that didn't stop him from making tricks in the main chunin room or setting traps for certain ninjas, and I was partly to blame.
Flashback
By the time we finally got back to my house with the groceries and Naruto's stuff for sleepover it was getting pretty dark. Normally it wouldn't take me that long to get back from the Inuzak, but since it seems there was news about the trouble the four troublemakers got into, Tsume wasn't going to let us leave their clan compound just like that.
For almost an hour, we sat and watched as Tsume scolded Kiba for his behavior, starting with running away from class and ending with the accident. Of course, first she asked me if Kiba was okay and if he had any injuries, to which after her relieving exhalation the whole noise started.
After this day I think Naruto will avoid grounding the Inuzaka clan head in any way possible. Especially Tsume. Because Tsume is incredibly scary when she gets angry, so if I didn't want to be on her bad side before, I definitely whoudn't dare now.
Hana took this opportunity to ask me for help with the anatomy materials she brought back from the hospital as part of her medical ninja training. I sympathized with her pain when I saw the huge pile of books she put in front of me when she asked me for help. Anatomy was a pain for every student in my school, especially for me who has ADHD. Fortunately, my grandmother was a surgeon and she helped me a lot in that field. So now it was my turn to help, in this case Hana with those same troubles.
This gave Kiba enough time to show Naruto their training facilities where they train their dogs as well as to raise a new generation of ninken. And considering the dusty condition they came back in, they must have had a couple of sparring matches.
So we stayed for quite a long time, and the only reason why we hurried was so that I could make it to the market before the shops closed. Also, when we got to the market, most of the stores refused to serve us or sell us products at abnormal prices. Some even charged up to three times the usual price just because Naruto was with me. Which was absurd in my opinion.
Luckily they were not trying to attack him this time because he was with me, and the fiasco from the afternoon seemed still fresh in the memories of the citizens, so they did not dare to act like that. Fortunately for me, there were a couple of stalls owned by the Akimichi clan, who sold us everything I needed for dinner without any problems and at a fair price.
Because of all this, Naruto tried to separate himself from Tsuki and me a couple of times so that the vendors and citizens would not discriminate against us, as they had done to him all his life. Of course, after his second fallen attempt, I decided to carry him in my arms, not even thinking of leaving him without my supervision. If they dared attack him like that in front of me and one of the clan leaders, I didn't dare imagine what they could do to him if I turned my back or moved away from him for just a second.
At first, of course, he tried to protest hearing the intrusions were comments and whispers behind my back. But in the end he still decided to hide his face behind my neck, holding on tight and not letting go of my shirt as if his life depended on it. And just like that, I cared him in my arms al the way back home.
I gave him some more time to cuddle before I sent him to unpack in my room and prepare his pajamas to sleep in and wash himself, while I slowly got ready to prepare dinner. It occurred to me to prepare comfort food, and tonight Naruto really needed it after everything that had been going on.
It only took me a few minutes to prepare the dough for the pasta, and then I put the vegetables in the oven to bake. The toddler was lighter than the rest of the children which was the result of improper nutrition, considering that he probably ate nothing but ramen and instant food which was not exactly the best for children his age. He probably couldn't afford anything else, given the prices they charged us at the beginning.
So I prepared to fill the dish with vegetables to make it as nutritious as possible. The smell of roasted tomatoes, garlic, peppers... began to flood the entire kitchen into the living room with a delicious smell. After stretching and shaping the paste into long noodles, I also prepared a pile of fresh meat for Tsuki, who was drooling as he watched me cut the pieces. In the meantime, while Tsuki was happily eating his food and ours was slowly cooking, I went to check on Naruto who was taking an unusually long time to unpack.
He didn't even have much to unpack, because I didn't let him take many of his clothes and just a few personal things because the rest was either dirty or already unusable for a long time. And his apartment was so dirty and smelly that even Tsuki didn't dare to enter because of the strong smell of ammonia and rotting. The walls were cracked with mold and stains from who knows what. The apartment was full of garbage that he probably forgot to throw out for days, and most of the food on the table was expired. A good number of cockroaches were crawling around the corners of the rooms and over the dishes that had not been washed for a long time. , It's his luck that Kurama and Uzumaki's chakra is protecting and healing him, otherwise he would have died from the poison a long time ago.' Even most of the windows were cracked and taped together, which seemed to barely hold. This is worse than it was in the series, I couldn't even think of leaving Naruto in this state. Especially in such an unsafe neighborhood, despite the two guards that turned out to be totally useless.
Going up to my room, I found Naruto sitting on the floor in front of my closet with my old wallet, from my dimension, wide open and quite a few things from it scattered around him as well as a couple of notebooks that I stored in what I thought it was a safe place. I was a little uneasy because I wasn't sure how best to cover up a few things that I didn't even let the shinobi who searched me find. The boy didn't noticed me when I entered and knelt down behind him because he was looking thoughtfully at the photography he had found.
My parents and I were in the picture. The picture was taken just a couple of weeks before this circus with interdimensional travel, and since I moved into this new house I haven't even had time to glance at it. Here you could clearly see how much I look like my father, literally a female version of him, which is what everyone would tell me when they recognized me. The only thing that distinguished us in the picture was a couple of centimeters difference in height, as well as my father's half-white hair and beard, which showed that he was close to sixty years old. Of course, what was not easily visible in the photo was that he had dark green eyes, which sometimes changed their color to hazel, but in very rare situations. His arms were wrapped around me and my mom, who was laughing endlessly.
She was the smallest of the three of us, almost a head and a half shorter than me. Her long blond hair was ruffled by the wind that day, while her ocean-blue eyes looked at me and Daddy full of love, warmth, and concern. I missed them so much, that I didn't know if my tears started because of the sadness and lack of their presence or because the photos reminded me of everything beautiful and happy that we experienced during the day when the photo was taken.
It felt like Naruto finally noticed my presence when he finally spoke,, You seem so happy." He commented staring at the picture. Or rather my mom who looked somewhat like him. If anyone saw this picture they would think we were a siblings, that Naruto is mom's copy and I'm dad's. "Yes, we were." I answered as I pulled him to me and then placed him in my lap, while he still did not drop the picture from his hands but held it even tighter. Wrapping my arms around his small form in a comfortable hug, I lowered my chin on the top of his head looking at the picture with him.
,, Where are they now? "Naruto asked, probably aware that the picture wasn't that old and that it was taken at least within a year. His question made me think about them. A little over three months had passed and I still wasn't sure how I got here or how to go back. I also didn't know if time flows in the same continuity, as far as I know months could pass in my dimension or vice versa. While I'm sitting here they could be dead along with all my friends. But what I was sure of was that I missed them so much that it was painful to even look at the photo.
Naruto noticed my lack of response and looked up at me with a sudden sadness and regret. He probably guessed what could happen considering the mentality of their society. It was normal for people to disappear or be found killed on a mission. They would notice but they didn't pay too much attention, for them these things happen, they mourn for a short time, and then they move on. Of course, it leaves long-term consequences for the family, less often the clans. "Let's just say they're not in this world," I said in a whisper, not believing that the voice wouldn't crack. It was more than obvious that this was becoming an increasingly sensitive topic as time went on. "Can you tell me more about them?" He asked with hope in his eyes as he used his puppy-dog blue eyes, which were almost impossible to say no to.
And I would like to share something about my family with someone, especially since it wasn't good to keep everything to myself, and I honestly didn't feel like going to Inoichi's for another rumination on my mind. Tsume already has a lot of problems and her hands full with the clan, her children, full time jonin so I didn't want to add more problems to her. And Mikoto is also not in any better situation especially when you consider the situation between Konoha and the Uchiha, so she didn't need my problems.
My thoughts were interrupted by the loud growling of Naruto's stomach. This caused the boy's whiskers checks to blush, while I giggled slightly, finding the situation hilarious. After everything that happened today, it was no wonder that he was still hungry, even after eating lunch with the Ino-Shika-Cho trio. ,, How about I tell you about them after dinner." To which the little one jumped out of my lap with the biggest smile on his face running towards the stairs ,, Yes food, I'm starving. Dattebayo."
It seems that when his stomach works, he is able to forget about the weight of things or the atmosphere around him. I quickly picked up the scattered things and then followed him downstairs to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner, which only took a few minutes. During that time Naruto helped set the table for the two of us and then waited patiently for dinner. When I put a plate of pasta soaked in sauce in front of him, he seemed a little skeptical about the dish he was unfamiliar with. But after the first bite he pounced as if he hadn't eaten in years without putting anything on his plate. After I poured him another portion, which he ate more slowly this time with my mild scolding, he started asking questions about my family.
We spent the whole evening talking about my parents and my mischief as well as the pranks and troubles my cousins and I were up to. Naruto laughed out loud every few minutes at the stupid things I got into as a kid and occasionally shared some of his successful shenanigans.
End of Flashback
Naruto knew I wasn't going to let him get away with his mischief just like that and he only got a pass for the first day because it was also my first day as a teacher and I was trying not to make a big fuss. What ended up falling apart when they started the rumors about Uzushio and when Hiruzen appeared from the rumor mill is a shadow clone dangerous technique. , Any technique is dangerous for idiots!' Although it was good for me to show off my skills in front of them at the same time as a warning that if they saw me as a pawn, also if there was a chance to return home now they will be looking for it even more intensively because a person who can dig out information from the forbidden scroll and village history of Uzushio was dangerous.
This ensured that I couldn't be easily toyed with, without the risk of revealing what I shouldn't and an alibi since I was once again placed under surveillance along with Naruto who spent ninety percent of his time with me. But since last time I had security and privacy seals all over the house as well as a couple of traps so I was safe. I could also spot them easily and sneak around them using astral projection without fear of being spotted.
Also with the Naruto we have more or less established a routine somehow. I wake up in the morning at 5 a.m. I go out for a run, morning training with Tsuki, then I come back around 8 a.m., take a shower, prepare breakfast and pack lunch. Then I wake up Naruto, who quickly gets dressed and has breakfast, and then the three of us go to the Academy together. Then after the academy I help him with his chakra training while Tsuki spars with him. During this time I am experimenting with my seals as well as practicing medical ninjutsu for which Hana helped me get the materials and showed me how to produce medical chakra. In the evening, we would either run to the market or straight home where I would start preparing dinner while Naruto would do homework for my occasional help, mostly with reading.
Poor thing, he was so neglected that no one taught him how to read kanji completely. Of course, Naruto didn't admit that he couldn't read completely, but on the first day when he tried to do his homework, I took a look and noticed that he was missing a lot of signs and answering questions incorrectly. At first he denied it, but in the end I managed to convince him that after homework we should practice signs together. At first he tried to get away, but when he saw that I had prepared my new Kungfu Panda reading book, he didn't cause any problems. My books were starting to become a hit among the locals of Konohagakure, so he saw this as a chance to finally read one of them, probably because no bookshop was willing to sell it to him at a reasonable price. He gets both a story and a lesson in one, it was a win-win situation.
During the whole weeks that Naruto practically lived with me, I realized that I was quite lonely, and that I liked the presence of a small energetic ball that asks a hundred questions and knows how to make a decent prank.
Soon the bell rang and at the end of the class most of the kids ran out of the classroom looking forward to the weekend, while Iruka tried to stop them and inform them about homework, eventually giving up. As a teacher in my dimension, I almost never gave homework for the weekend, but I knew how to give interesting projects to work on in pairs, which the students did not object to. On the other hand, I decided to use this week more to get to know the students than to give them homework or to prepare questions and quizzes.
To begin with, after the first couple of days after the first period, I would set aside time to talk to Hinata alone about her stuttering problem. And as far as I noticed today during lunch she managed to say a few sentences without stuttering. Most would think it's nothing for the whole week, just two sentences for the whole day, but we've only just begun. According to Iruka, Sikamaru slept less in class and complained more about me giving him the complicated puzzles that my dad used to give me when I was his age. And no matter how much he complained, it was obvious that he loved challenging mysteries and puzzles.
Most of the girls were also happy with me teaching them how to braid their hair in different ways almost every lunch break after we finished eating. Ino always somehow managed to be the first in line to get her hair done along with Sakura. She even gave me the nickname Rose-sensei, because according to her my name is too dog-like while my hair is red like roses. Of course, I allowed her to call me that outside of class, while in the classroom she addressed me as Maxi-sensei like all regular students. I was very glad that I was able to connect with all my students in some way or another.
My positive thoughts were interrupted by a familiar trio who were waiting for me at the entrance to the academy with several other parents and Iruka. Today I was supposed to give Inoichi the book I made about lucid dreams and their use in trauma therapy, but I didn't have the brain capacity to argue with Shikaku today, so if he started making any of his irritating comments again I could guarantee there would be scenes.
As I joined the crowd, I noticed that a couple of other chunins were present with us, having conversations with the parents of students from their class. It was obvious that they still hadn't come to terms with the fact that there was another Uzumaki in the academy, especially as a sensei. "Ooh, Maxi-san." Inoichi called out to me to join them. Almost everyone present had their eyes on me, even the ones I didn't like at all. They were very lucky that I was holding my hand loosely over Tsuki's neck scratching him to I distract him from the idiots who would surely have been attacked by him if it hadn't been for the intensive training and acclimatization with the Inuzaka clan.. Although letting Tsuki let them through his claws and teeth was a tempting idea.
With an almost disinterested voice and relaxed body language she handed it to him with the words, "Your order, sir." To which the children giggled and the adults rolled their eyes at my childish behavior. Most of them stopped paying attention to me while the rest continued to look at me intensely and furtively as if they were not obvious. For now, I decided to ignore them and concentrate on the people in front of me who are important. ,, You work fast I see. " Inoichi commented as he flipped through my booklet that took me a week to write.
Normally it would take me three days at most to write a hundred page book but thanks to my ADHD, the first copy had thousands of spelling mistakes, grammar even and all the words were missed. It took me three tries and several checks to make sure that the booklet was somewhat decent. Also shadow clones speeded up process significantly.
Over time and with the help of my grandfather, I managed to combine some features of ADHD into everyday life so they become part of my personality and advantages, but some things were impossible to change. Like my writing, which made most people cringe when they saw my tests, not being able to interpret what was written, luckily, most of my exams were oral, and math was just numbers and I had my own unique way of solving it, which the professor liked to some extent because he could see who was copying from me because. Besides me, he was the only one who understood my twisted equations.
I also couldn't fall asleep easily at night, so I got used to a smaller number of hours of sleep, about 5 hours a day, but thanks to astral projection there wasn't need for mw to worry about being exhausted or sleepy. I received additional energy that accelerated the renewal of my chakra. The list was long, but no matter how annoying they were, I had ways to deal with them, more or less.
I noticed similar symptoms in Naruto during this week he spent with me. He was hyperactive, impulsive, inability to be calm for to long, unusual clumsiness, problems organizing things... Some things could be the result of him falling behind other children and no one working with him or attempts to gain attention. In the latter case it was less likely because as he started spending time with me and all week Konoha was calm without aggressive public pranks. Which was to be expected since he literally wouldn't separate from me or Tsuki.
As Inoichi, Shikaku and I discussed the subject of my book, the looks slowly turned into whispers that weren't so much insulting as pathetic that it was hilarious. If comments like shameless, whore, or a pathetic excuse for a ninja were the best they had or dared to say at the moment, then they were in for a big disappointment. I wasn't born yesterday and I know how to deal with bullies of different types and sizes.
It's fascinating how the people they are supposed to set as an example have the audacity to act like that. But anyway, no one dared to come close to me, especially when I have a wolf next to me that is almost the size of a bear and I am obviously on the good side of the Nara, Akimichi, Uchiha, Inuzaka, Yamanaka clans. So I just glanced at them briefly and gave them a sweet and half-creepy smile, showing them that their comments didn't touch me. You could see that they were almost speechless and that they hated me even more, and that's just because I'm an Uzumaki. When think about it, Kushina was bullied at first because she was an Uzumaki and an outsider too.
"Uzumaki-san." One of my colleagues called out to me, and to my surprise it was none other than the slimy liar Mizuki. It didn't seem suspicious to anyone that after a whole week of avoiding and gossiping behind my back, he suddenly dared to approach me as if we had been friends for many years. Iruka was the only one who looked like he was glad that his friend was trying to get over his prejudices and give me a chance.
I kind of felt sorry for Iruka for having such a trickster as a friend, but I didn't feel sorry for the fact that if Mizuki made a wrong move I would have to make him regret the moment he approached me. I didn't like him approaching me like that, so I was convinced that he wanted to impose something on me or make a problem for me and Naruto.
Iruka deserves better friends and children deserve better sensei. "A couple of colleagues and I were wondering if you would join us at the bar." Mizuki asked me in a polite tone with his fake let's be friends expression on his face. A normal person would have thought it was a really sincere gesture, but I myself have experience with snobs like him.. And I'm not a fan of bars and similar places anyway.. ,, Sorry, Mizuki-san, but I already have plans for tonight. Thanks for the invitation." Which was somewhat true because I was trying to perfect my new fuinjutsu formula as well as I promised Naruto that we would eat at Ichiraku tonight.
As much as Naruto loved my food, ramen was at the top of his list of favorite dishes. "Yeah, Maxi-nee promised we'd eat ramen tonight, dattebayo." Naruto exclaimed next to me already celebrating and planning how many bows he were going to order. He's such a sweet spark of adorable, so I wasn't sure how they could believe in that Naruto is an evil nine-tailed demon. I'm glad I didn't leave him alone after the incident last week, and he actually reminded me a little of me when I was his age, only that I had a family that stood behind me and loved me unconditionally.
,, I guess you have a point there. With that chaos, hardly anyone would not have their hands busy. Either way the offer is valid if you ever need a break." And as I expected a passive aggressive comment along with a masked insult. He really couldn't hide his hatred for Naruto completely. Of course this was meant more for Naruto than for me, to make him feel burdened and unwanted , which his expression showed worked. Naruto gripped the hem of my shirt in his fist looking at the ground probably thinking about what Mizuki said.
With his previous experience and constant rejection and isolation, it was not difficult to believe his words. I didn't want Naruto to feel any more humiliation because of idiot with god know what sized inferior complex, so I took him in my arms giving him a tight hug rubbing my cheek against his full affection. ,, Don't be silly, this little guy is nothing but sunshine and joy. You on the other hand, only break I need is from your fake face and fake kindness." I said the last part with clear disgust in a cold tone that I felt Naruto's whole body tighten for a second and Tsuki from behind me was showing his impatience with the person in question by growling and showing off his long sharp fangs making all around us feel intimated and scared.
Shock and surprise was more than obvious on his face and others. They probably didn't expect him to be rejected just like that. Iruka seemed completely at a loss as to what to say to whom, but there was no need because... ,, The Sandaime-sama is expecting you, it's urgent." not far from us, an ambu operative has appeared from thin air and it was none other than Tenzo, or rather Neko with his mask and all.
He had excellent timing, because knowing myself, this discussion would not have ended in a nice way. But it was for the best, Mizuki showed passive aggressive bigotry so now I had even more reason to avoid him and the staff room without it seeming suspicious. Although I planned to keep an eye on him just in case. After saying a quick goodbye to Iruka and apologizing for the tension that had arisen, I and Tenzo headed towards Hiruzen's office with all of Naruto in my arms, not wanting to leave him anywhere near Mizuki.
When I entered the office I was greeted by Hiruzen with his usual warm grandfather-like smile like no other and the legendary sannin Jiraiya with his iconic dance and singing-like presentation. While I was watching the anime, this was funny and somewhat interesting to watch, while now I find it kind of stupid and pathetic that a sixty-year-old man behaves like this. Especially since I was summoned here under the guise of an emergency, and a hyperactive prankster is waiting outside the door for me to go to dinner.
As the toad-sannin finished his monkey dance my gaze met Hiruzen's and with slight irritation in my voice I said,, I was told it was urgent." Completely ignoring Jiraiya who was standing in front of me just inches away from me. Hiruzen was trying to hold back his laughter so as not to shatter the pride and ego of his student even more, then Jiraiya stood in front of me with his jaw on the floor and his eyes bulging from shock.
"What indecency... children today have no respect for the elderly!" He shouted in my face while I tried not to react because if we started the discussion now, we would argue until tomorrow. Although I believe that my comment was not enough to would cause such a reaction on his part. After all, he was old enough to be my grandfather, so shouldn't he behave more maturely than this. "Enough is enough. We are here for more important things." Hiruzen addressed us, placing a larger scroll in my hands.
The frog-sanin pulled himself away from me and stood next to his sensei while I unrolled the scroll and analyzed its entire contents. Although I haven't studied fuijutsu for a long, I recognized most of the symbols as well as the themes of how they are organized and connected. A lot of it was also unfilled and a couple of holes in this whole organization were incomplete. There was also quite a bit of space left on the front of the scroll where the hand symbols are usually placed as needed to activate the seal. The more I analyzed, the more my skin crawled and an uneasy feeling twisted my stomach, knowing that this was not good at all.
This changed my perspective on my case. Ever since I came here I thought it was a coincidence or the result of some experimental jutsu that went in an unwanted direction. While in fact, judging from this scroll, it was planned and analyzed for a long time. The number of people who could be capable of such a thing was very small, as far as I knew of this world. But there was also the possibility that this was some new unknown threat that hadn't been introduced in the series, or that Orochimaru had some new tricks up his sleeve. ,, This is the information the shinobi gathered during the mission. By all accounts your appearance was not...accidental."
The wrinkles on Hiruzen's face tightened and his eyes lost their grandfatherly warmth while his voice took on a sharpness that I had never heard before. But that tone of voice was all too familiar to me. Something scared the Sandaime, god of shinobi, about all this and I had a vague idea what. Hiruzen noticed how tight it was and how the paper was holding back the scab under my fingers from squeezing. If someone was trying to open a portal in another dimension they were probably trying to find something in it.
A normal person wouldn't dare try to interfere with space or time in this way, especially since the consequences were catastrophic if anything went wrong. Whoever was trying this wanted something from my dimension, something powerful. In my dimension, although it seems that there is chakra, no one uses it, nor does it exactly how, nor does it try, because for us it is just a fantasy and a figment of imagination. That's why technology and science developed nuclear bombs, rockets, military satellites...
No matter how you turn it, no jutsu stands a chance against nuclear weapons. Whoever tried this was hungry for power and trying to get it from other places, and only a few were capable of something like this. ,, I'm glad you understand Maxi-san. So the information regarding this jutsu will be passed between the three of us and Shikaku-san. And thanks to the impressive knowledge of the sealls you've shown in such a short time, about your indetitret as an Uzumaki, won't be raising many unnecessary questions." he commented this time with a more relaxed expression on his face as he drew smoke from his pipe.
"By the way who showed you that you make such a strong security. Those traps around the house are very well thought out." I don't know what creep me the most. The fact that not only ambu but also Jiraiya the perverts sage are sneaking around my house or that these people seriously underestimate me. This was not the first time someone asked me where I learned ninjutsu, taijutsu, or in this case, fuijutsu.
For my martial arts, I had someone to teach me (my uncles and cousins), but I mostly developed all the styles myself from several different ones. In the library, there are at least a dozen scrolls for each ninjutsu rank, from the academic three E-ranks to the more complex A-rank jutsu. Of course based on the ID and your status, in my case the chunin certain techniques were out of reach but you had more than enough material to work with if they wanted you to work. After all, I wasn't some kid who needed to be told and explained what to do, I was independent enough to overcome anything that came my way. Creativity was also on our side along with my chaotic nature, as well as impatience, so if someone doesn't show me something, I roll up my sleeves and learn by myself through attempts and effort.
"Hello... are you with us, girl?" Jiraiya called out to me, bringing my attention back to our conversation that I had wandered off from. My brain was asking two hundred new questions in addition to all of this and a few choice words that I was trying to not to say, not wanting to waste time on drama while probably very hungry kid wait for me out. In a second I grabbed his huge hand and squeezed it with all my might as a warning not to wrap around me, with his behavior slowly getting to me "Will you stop acting like a child? I made a security in my house myself, using the information I found in the library and the scroll that Hatake-san gave me."
I'm still getting used to their culture, especially with the names and honorifics. Jiraiya tore his hand away from my grip, massaging the spot on his wrist while shaking his fist to get the circulation going. Based on his face and the twitching around his eyes, I was sure he would be feeling the effects for a few days. "You say it yourself...impressive," he muttered, bringing his attention back to his purpose as Hiruzen rubbed his temples trying to get rid of the migraine that came on.
"So much for the good news. Now we can move on to the bad." The seriousness in his voice also remained unchanged as he acted as if he was about to say something startling . News that someone is trying to get to my world and possibly cause a minor apocalypse there. In my dimension, there are already enough problems in themselves, and adding there a people with a chakra is like a cherry on top. We have enough of our Orochimaru mad scientists. So I couldn't really imagine what the bad news could be. "You will have to pass the Chunin Exam."