The morning sun cast a warm glow into the room, where Sasuke lay peacefully, lost in the embrace of sleep. However, his tranquility was abruptly shattered as someone burst into the room. It was Naruko, who leaped into the air, shouting his name with boundless energy.
Naruko: Teme!
Before Sasuke could fully comprehend the situation, he found himself on the receiving end of an unexpected wake-up call. Naruko's descent brought her crashing down on top of him, causing him to wheeze in surprise. Her enthusiastic entrance took an amusing turn as Sasuke's face inadvertently met her bosom, his head pushed into the pillow, eliciting a groan of discomfort.
Naruko: Teme!
Sasuke: (groaning) W-What?
She pulled out her phone, showing yesterday's news of her fighting the monster. The headline read, "Students Defeat Unknown Monster," displaying their faces and highlighting Naruko's combat skills.
Sasuke: Okay, so you stopped it.
Naruko: The problem is that if people saw it, this is going to bring attention. The monster I fought had multiple quirks, which means there's a chance there might be more. Something is going on in Japan, and I know it's going to happen soon, and we just got involved without even trying to get involved.
Sasuke paused, contemplating Naruko's words. Multiple quirks were indeed uncommon, and he couldn't recall encountering such a phenomenon before. The seriousness in Naruko's eyes hinted at a looming challenge that demanded attention.
Acknowledging her point, Sasuke suggested that Naruko should get off him. A subtle pink tint appeared on his face as he looked away, a consequence of the unintentional close encounter with her bouncing breasts while she wore a dark tank top.
Sasuke: You're right. Also get off.
Naruko, seemingly unfazed, rolled backward on his bed and gracefully got off.
Naruko: Well, it's normal being a bit of a pervert.
Sasuke, growing slightly annoyed, refuted the claim.
Sasuke: I'm not a pervert.
Naruko, with a deadpan expression, reminded him that his Sharingan could copy and imprint anything into the user's head permanently, implying that he now had an imprint of exposed breasts in his brain.
Naruko: Your Sharingan can imprint anything. Consider it a bonus.
Sasuke blushed, growing more annoyed, and told her to get out. Naruko, undeterred, playfully stuck her tongue out at him before leaving.
Naruko: Whatever you say, Teme.
As she exited, she casually mentioned that she was making Oyakodon for breakfast, leaving Sasuke alone in his room with a mix of irritation and amusement.
As Naruko walked into the kitchen, a sigh escaped her lips, a subtle expression of frustration lingering on her face. She couldn't help but voice her complaint about Sasuke, reflecting on the fact that he had unintentionally stolen her first and second kisses. The mention of her breasts being imprinted in his mind drew another sigh.
Naruko: Life just loves to screw with me.
Kurama, the Nine-Tails, couldn't resist adding a sly comment.
Kurama: Maybe life just wants you to screw.
Annoyed by the innuendo, Naruko grabbed a small pan and threw it at Kurama. The fox, caught off guard, tumbled to the floor with a thud.
Naruko scoffed, crossing her arms.
Naruko: Ero-kitsune.
The playful banter between the blonde ninja and the mischievous Nine-Tails continued, creating a lighthearted atmosphere in the kitchen as they prepared for Breakfast. Naruko gathered the ingredients for her Oyakodon breakfast, ensuring she had everything needed for the savory dish. Chicken thighs, Sake, Onion, Eggs, Mitsuba (or green onions), Dashi, Soy sauce, Mirin, Sugar, Steamed Rice, Shichimi togarashi (optional), Sansho pepper powder (optional).
Naruko's kitchen dance unfolds with vibrant energy and ninja flair: Energetic cuts of chicken thighs into bite-sized pieces, showcasing her swift, precise movements. A playful beat of eggs in the bowl, with Naruko adding her unique flair to the process, mischief evident in her grin. A mischievous grin accompanying the finely chopped Mitsuba, her chosen garnish. With the speed of a ninja, she tosses chicken pieces into a hot pan, ensuring their rapid cooking. A theatrical drizzle of sake follows, playfully emphasizing the removal of any gamey odor. Slicing onions with ninja finesse, Naruko adds them to the pan, sautéing until they reach a translucent perfection.
In a bowl, she masterfully mixes Dashi, soy sauce, mirin, and sugar, her ninja instincts guiding the ratios. A dramatic flourish as she pours the flavorful broth over the chicken and onions, the aroma filling the kitchen. Intently watching the simmering mixture, Naruko's energy radiates as the sauce begins to thicken. Pouring beaten eggs in a ninja-like stream, creating a captivating display of culinary skill. Ensuring the eggs set just right, maintaining a delicate balance between runny and fully cooked.
With a swift hand, Naruko sprinkles the freshly chopped Mitsuba over the dish, adding her unique touch. Spoon in hand, she presents the completed Oyakodon, spooning the chicken and egg mixture over steamed rice. Naruko's breakfast masterpiece is a testament to both her ninja prowess and culinary creativity.
After finishing the breakfast masterpiece, Naruko called out to Sasuke that the meal was ready. To her surprise, Kurama, in his chibi form, was lazing on the couch, engrossed in watching TV while munching on a bag of potato chips. Naruko couldn't help but find his antics cute; having the Kyuubi in such a relaxed state felt like having an actual pet fox.
As Sasuke arrived, they began to enjoy the delicious Oyakodon. Amidst the meal, Naruko's phone rang, and she saw that it was Mina Ashido, one of her friends in this new world. She answered the call, placing the phone to her ear and greeting Mina.
Naruko: Hey, Mina! What's up?
However, the conversation took an unexpected turn as Mina exploded with excitement, screaming about seeing Naruko on TV, defeating a monster.
Mina: (screaming) Naruko, oh my gosh! You were on TV! You defeated a monster! It was so amazing!
The news seemed to catch Naruko off guard, and she exchanged glances with Sasuke, realizing that their encounter with the mysterious creature had made it to the public eye.
Naruko: (whispering to Sasuke) Looks like our quiet ninja life is getting a bit louder.
As they continued to listen to Mina's animated reactions, Naruko and Sasuke braced themselves for the potential consequences of newfound attention in this world of heroes.
After finishing breakfast, Naruko, Sasuke, and Kurama headed to school. On the way, they ran into Midoriya. Midoriya couldn't help but notice that Naruko was wearing glasses, a departure from her usual appearance. Curiosity getting the better of him, Midoriya asked her why she was wearing glasses.
Midoriya: Hey, Naruko! Why the glasses?
Naruko chuckled and adjusted her glasses with a smirk.
Naruko: Oh, these? Well, my eye contacts got damaged during the monster fight. I figured glasses would do the trick for now.
She neglected to mention the full truth – that her vision had taken a hit when Sasuke's Chidori affected her optic nerve. To compensate, she had discovered a unique solution. The only way for her to have perfect vision was to concentrate Kurama's chakra into her eyes when he slit them. It was a secret she kept close to her chest.
As Midoriya shared the events of the previous day with Naruko, her expression shifted from curiosity to anger. Her eyes slit red, a sign that Kurama's chakra was stirring within her, Naruko was furious at Bakugo for destroying Midoriya's notebook and subjecting him to such treatment. The idea of Bakugo telling Midoriya to take a swan dive only fueled her rage, and she envisioned snapping him like a twig.
Midoriya, however, surprised both Naruko and Sasuke when he revealed that he defended himself against Bakugo's bullying. In a rare moment of defiance, Midoriya stood up to Bakugo, telling him that being a jerk wouldn't make him any bigger.
Naruko froze for a moment, processing the unexpected turn of events. Sasuke raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by Midoriya's sudden assertiveness. Then, something unexpected happened. Naruko, instead of escalating the tension, let out a snort. Soon after, she burst into laughter, finding the irony of Midoriya standing up to Bakugo and delivering a comeback about size rather amusing.
Naruko: (laughing) Midoriya, you sly dog! I didn't know you had it in you to roast Bakugo like that. Good one!
Sasuke: (smirking) Surprising, Midoriya. Didn't expect a sweet cinnamon roll to drop a burn like that.
Midoriya, slightly embarrassed but also relieved by their unexpected support, couldn't help but crack a small smile in response to Naruko's laughter and Sasuke's acknowledgement.
As Naruko, Sasuke, and Midoriya walked their way to school, Naruko's keen senses picked up a distinct scent from Midoriya. It triggered a memory of a boney-looking guy and the connection to All Might, the hero who saved Midoriya from a slime villain. The scent felt fresh, not old yet. However, Naruko kept her exceptional tracking nose a secret, known only to Sasuke and her legal guardian, Mirko.
The thought of the boney-looking guy resembling All Might crossed her mind, but she decided to dismiss it for now, focusing on their walk to school. However, their hopes for a quiet entrance were shattered when they arrived at the school and saw news crews and reporters swarming the premises.
Naruko and Sasuke groaned in unison, both not particularly fond of unwanted attention. To make matters worse, a persistent reporter spotted them and rushed over, causing a moment of panic for Midoriya. In his haste to avoid the reporters, Midoriya ended up on the ground, twitching.
Reporter: (eagerly) Excuse me! Are you the students involved in the recent heroics against the mysterious monster?
Naruko and Sasuke exchanged glances, silently communicating their annoyance. Naruko decided to take the lead in responding to the reporters.
Naruko: Nope.
The reporter, expecting more information, waited for another response. Instead, there was an awkward silence. Naruko quickly decided to divert their attention, pointing dramatically in the distance.
Naruko: Look over there! It's Midnight, completely naked!
The reporters and camera crew turned their attention in the direction Naruko pointed, expecting to catch a sensational moment. However, there was nothing there. Confused, the reporter turned back to Naruko and Sasuke.
Reporter: What are you talking about? There's nothing there.
In that brief distraction, Naruko and Sasuke took the opportunity to grab Midoriya, using Shunshin to swiftly maneuver themselves into the school premises. By the time the reporters realized they had been deceived, Naruko and her companions had vanished from their sight, leaving the news crew baffled and searching for answers.
As Naruko, Sasuke, and Midoriya materialized inside the school, they found themselves in the bustling hallway. The air was filled with whispers and stares as students glanced at them in awe and curiosity.
Midoriya leaned in to whisper to Naruko, his voice barely audible above the murmurs of the other students.
Midoriya: Looks like you both become popular.
Naruko let out a weary sigh, fully aware of the attention her and Sasuke were now receiving. She knew all too well how troublesome it could be to deal with unwanted fame and scrutiny.
Naruko: Yeah, seems like it.
Sasuke nodded in agreement, his expression mirroring Naruko's sentiment. The trio continued to navigate through the crowded hallway, the whispers and stares following them every step of the way. They had become the center of attention, whether they liked it or not, and they knew they would have to navigate this newfound popularity with caution.
As they walk into their class all of the student got quiet and stares at the two. Sasuke got used get attention back in the village after his clan massacred it was annoying, but is three time annoying. Naruko isn't one use to getting attention, it was being ignore and left alone, she doesn't know what to feel.
The bunch of student run up to them asking question.
Student: What was that Quirk Sasuke-kun use?!
Student 2: What type power you use on that monster?
Student 3: Are single whiskers?
Sasuke: (yells) That's enough, let us through.
Sasuke activate his sharingan, scaring the students as the back away.
Bakugo: Huh to think whisker can beat that monster, must being luck.
Naruko groan mentally tired of hearing Bakubitch.
Naruko: I don't have for your bullshit.
Bakugo: (boast) What scared to talk about how you almost lost but-
Then something happens that shock Naruko and Sasuke, even the entire class.
Izuku: SHUT UP FOR ONCE IN YOUR GODAMN LIFE KATSUKI!
the room went quiet and Naruko eyes widen open seeing her little green cinnamon finally grow a pair. Bakugo was speechless by Izuku outburst.
Izuku: Are really going to act high all mighty, you were almost killed by sludge villian
Naruko couldn't help but beam with pride and amazement at Midoriya's bold outburst. The classroom was engulfed in a stunned silence, a stark contrast to its usual bustling noise. It was clear that Midoriya's unexpected assertiveness had taken everyone, including Bakugo, by surprise.
Naruko: (clapping slowly) Way to go, Midoriya! Looks like you've finally found your voice.
Sasuke, typically reserved and indifferent, allowed a slight smirk to grace his features, appreciating the shift in dynamics this new Midoriya presented.
Sasuke: Interesting...
Bakugo, on the other hand, recovered from his initial shock, his face contorting into a scowl. He clenched his fists, his pride clearly wounded by Midoriya's confrontation.
Bakugo: (growling) You think you can talk to me like that now, Deku? You're still nothing!
Before the situation could escalate further, Naruko stepped between Midoriya and Bakugo, her presence commanding and her gaze unwavering
Naruko: (firmly) Enough, Bakugo. Midoriya's right. It's time you learn it's not all about strength. And hey, everyone here saw what we did, and what you didn't. Maybe it's time for a little humility, huh?
The room buzzed with murmurs of agreement from some students, a few nodding appreciatively at Naruko's words. Bakugo's eyes darted around, taking in the unsupportive glances from his classmates, which only fueled his anger but left him without a retort.
The teacher chose that moment to enter the classroom, his arrival cutting through the tension. He clapped his hands, signaling the start of class and effectively ending the confrontation.
Teacher: Alright, everyone, settle down. We have a lot to cover today.
As the students reluctantly turned their attention toward the front of the room, Naruko gave Midoriya a subtle thumbs up, her smile reassuring. Midoriya, still a bit shaken by his own boldness, managed a small smile back, his confidence buoyed by Naruko's support.
The sudden appearance of Mirko, the renowned Number 5 hero, in the classroom caused an immediate stir among the students. Her dynamic entrance and casual familiarity with Naruko and Sasuke only added to the intrigue and excitement buzzing through the room.
Mirko: (cheerfully) Hey, Duckass, Foxy! Time for a little field trip!
With a swift movement, Mirko scooped up Naruko and Sasuke by the back of their shirts. Despite Sasuke's protests and Naruko's laughter, Mirko was all smiles as she acknowledged Midoriya with a nod and a wink before leaping effortlessly out of the second-floor window.
Sasuke: (grumbling as they disappear from the window) I seriously hate how she does that...
The classroom, left in a state of shock and awe, quickly turned into a frenzy of whispers and questions. Students crowded around Midoriya, eager to understand how their seemingly ordinary classmates were connected to such a high-profile hero.
Student 1: Izuku, how do you guys even know Mirko?!
Izuku, overwhelmed by the sudden attention, managed to get out a few words.
Izuku: (stammering) Uh, well, she's... she's their legal guardian and has been training us.
This revelation only intensified the curiosity and amazement among the students.
Student 2: Training with the Number 5 hero?! What's it like?
Izuku, his face a mix of nostalgia and a hint of trauma, smiled weakly.
Izuku: You always have to remember to dodge.
His tone, somewhat distant, hinted at the rigorous and possibly harsh training regimen Mirko imposed on them. Some students took a step back, their expressions a mixture of respect and sympathy, realizing the level of commitment and toughness required to train under a hero known for her relentless energy and strength.
Bakugo, who had been seething with jealousy and irritation, couldn't contain his frustration any longer.
Bakugo: (exploding) How the hell did those two get connected with Mirko?! And training?! That's supposed to be me!
His outburst reflected his deep-seated desire to be the best and his annoyance at being overshadowed by his classmates.
Midoriya, despite his usual timidity, felt a surge of confidence bolstered by the events of the day. He looked directly at Bakugo, his voice steady.
Midoriya: Katsuki, it's not just about who you know or train with. It's about what you do with that training. Naruko and Sasuke are working hard, just like all of us are trying to do.
Bakugo gritted his teeth, unable to formulate a response as the room nodded in agreement with Midoriya. The change in Midoriya was palpable, and it marked a significant growth in his character, from a timid boy to someone who could stand his ground.
As the day progressed, rumors and chatter about Naruko, Sasuke, and their connection with Mirko circulated throughout the school. This attention brought a mix of envy and admiration, placing Naruko and Sasuke in a new light among their peers.
Mirko landed on the rooftop with a dramatic flair, dropping Sasuke and Naruko with a thud. Sasuke shot her a glare.
Sasuke: I hate when you do that.
Mirko flashed a playful kissy face in response.
Mirko: You love it, and you know it!
Naruko, puzzled, looked between them, raising an eyebrow.
Naruko: What's all this about?
Mirko's expression turned serious as she gathered them closer.
Mirko: Your fight with that monster the other day didn't go unnoticed—it caught a lot of attention, even from the hero community. Reports are saying the creature rampaged through the city, killing nearly 23 heroes and injuring 13 others. And you two, defeating it with such ease... people are curious about you.
Sasuke frowned, crossing his arms.
Sasuke: We didn't plan to draw attention to ourselves.
Mirko sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
Mirko: I know, but what's done is done. Why did you expose yourselves like that?
Naruko took a deep breath before explaining.
Naruko: We were trying to keep a low profile, but that thing wasn't just any monster—it had multiple quirks and was like a walking nuclear bomb.
Mirko's eyes widened, her usual composure slipping slightly.
Mirko: Nuclear? What do you mean?
Naruko continued, her voice steady despite the gravity of the information.
Naruko: It could absorb kinetic energy—the more it absorbed, the larger the blast radius of its attacks grew. I had to think fast, so I used a new kind of Rasengan to overcharge it, then sent it far away into the ocean before it could explode.
Mirko's face stiffened as she processed the details.
Mirko: That was incredibly risky. If you had miscalculated...
Naruko nodded, acknowledging the danger.
Naruko: I know, but it was the only way to make sure it didn't cause more destruction here.
Mirko took a moment to look out over the city, her expression a mix of concern and pride.
Mirko: You did well under the circumstances, but this means we need to step up your training. You're not just trainees anymore—you're on the radar now, and you need to be prepared for what that means.
Sasuke and Naruko exchanged a look, both realizing that the simple, peaceful life they had tried to build was about to become a lot more complicated.
Naruko: (sighing) Did old man Naomasa say anything?
Mirko: (sighing) He's going to try his best to convince them not to investigate you two, but two high school students defeating a monster like that has drawn a lot of attention.
Naruko: I know. I guess we can use the excuse that we were 'training' (air quotes) our quirk for the U.A. exams.
Mirko: (thoughtful) That doesn't sound like a bad idea.
Naruko: Well, Sasuke and I talked it over, and we think it's best if we might take the exams.
Mirko: And you'll probably have higher chances of getting in after your fame on the news.
Naruko: We'll meet tomorrow then, since it's Friday and also a half-day.
Mirko: Why not just send your clones to school?
Naruko: We sometimes do that, but I need to socialize and this teme here—
Sasuke: I'm not anti-social.
Naruko: I was going to say selectively social.
Sasuke: (shrugs) You're not wrong.
Mirko: Alright, see you tomorrow, brats.
With that, Mirko left, leaping from rooftop to rooftop, leaving the two behind.
Naruko: (sighing) You go back home and I'll get our stuff. Pretty sure Izuku has it after Rumi kidnapped us.
Sasuke: (nods) What do you want for dinner?
Naruko: (sighing) I was thinking about some food, but I'm just gonna make some cereal later. You go on and eat ahead.
Sasuke nods and uses Shunshin to disappear. Naruko then started jumping from building to building, tracking Izuku's scent, which amusingly reminded her of cinnamon—a funny thought because he really was like a green cinnamon bun.
Naruko swiftly navigated through the city, leaping from building to building with practiced ease. Spotting Izuku down below, she executed a graceful landing next to him and greeted him with a casual "Yo." She quickly noticed that Izuku was in conversation with a gaunt, blond skeleton of a man, and her instincts immediately spiked Izuku's discomfort and the sweat beading on his forehead.
Naruko: (worried) Hey, Izuku, is this guy offering you candy from a van or something?
Izuku, flustered, tried to explain the situation quickly.
Izuku: No, Naruko, it's not like that—
Naruko's gaze shifted to the thin man, scrutinizing him closely. Something about his scent was strikingly familiar. It triggered a memory of Izuku's past stories, especially the one where he mentioned being saved by All Might. As she connected the dots, comparing the skeletal figure before her with the mental image of the legendary hero All Might, a sudden realization dawned on her.
Naruko: (in disbelief) All Might?
At the mention of the name, both Izuku and the man known as Toshinori Yagi, or All Might, froze. Toshinori's eyes widened slightly, a mix of surprise and concern flickering across his face as he realized the implications of Naruko's recognition.
Izuku: (nervously) Naruko, this is—
Toshinori: (cutting off Izuku, turning to Naruko) You have a keen sense, young lady.
The atmosphere tensed for a moment as Toshinori assessed Naruko, wondering about her quick deduction. Naruko stood her ground, piecing together the information she had gleaned from Izuku's stories and the current situation.
Naruko: (curiously) So, you really are All Might... But why do you look so different from the photos? Also what the fuck is happening here?
Naruko's initial shock at Toshinori's identity gradually shifted to curiosity as she listened to him explain his recent encounter with the sludge villain and how Izuku, despite being quirkless, had shown true heroism by intervening.
Toshinori: (earnestly) Even without a Quirk, Izuku demonstrated the heart of a hero. It's not just about having powers; it's about what you do with them.
Naruko chuckled, recalling the tale of Izuku holding onto All Might's legs.
Naruko: (laughing) You mean to tell me he clung to you while you leaped through the air? That's classic Izuku!
Her laughter faded as Toshinori explained his initial hesitation to see Izuku as a potential hero due to his lack of a Quirk, and how he felt hypocritical afterwards, given his own secret condition.
Naruko: (frowning) So you doubted him just because he was quirkless? That's kinda harsh, don't you think? Even heroes can be prejudiced, huh?
Toshinori: (sighing) Yes, and I regret that. It's a flaw I'm trying to overcome.
As Toshinori went on to reveal his plan to train Izuku as his successor, Naruko's expression turned serious. She was about to voice her concerns about the massive responsibility being thrust upon Izuku's shoulders when a thought stopped her. Reflecting on her own experiences as an outsider marked by her unique origin, she realized the parallels between her life and Izuku's. Both were considered powerless in their respective worlds; he harbored the spirit of true heroes.
Naruko: (nodding slowly) Okay, I get where you're coming from. But if you're going to train Izuku, I want in. Not just me, but Sasuke and Rumi need to be involved too. We're a team, and Izuku is part of that now.
Toshinori looked surprised at the mention of Mirko, also known as Rumi Usagiyama, being Naruko's legal guardian. The complexities of Naruko's life and connections clearly intrigued him.
Toshinori: (raising an eyebrow) Mirko is your guardian? That is... unexpected. But I agree, your conditions are fair. Training Izuku should be a collaborative effort if we are to ensure he is ready for what lies ahead.
Naruko's insistence on inclusion in Izuku's training wasn't just about ensuring his safety or readiness; it was about reinforcing their bond and commitment to supporting one another, a sentiment that resonated deeply with Toshinori.
Naruko: (smiling) Great! And just so you know, Izuku isn't the only one with secrets. We all have our stories and our burdens to bear.
Toshinori nodded, a newfound respect forming for the young ninja in front of him. He was beginning to understand that Naruko, much like Izuku, possessed a deep-seated strength and a capacity for leadership that could not be overlooked.
Toshinori: (sincerely) I look forward to learning more about you all, and to working together. Let's do our best to support Izuku and each other.
With their agreement in place, Naruko gave a satisfied nod, feeling more confident about Izuku's path forward under All Might's tutelage, especially with her and her friends involved.
Naruko: (clapping Izuku on the back) You hear that, Izuku? You've got the best team behind you, and the best hero in front of you. Let's make this count!
Izuku, overwhelmed by the support and trust from his friends and his idol, could only nod, his heart full and his resolve strengthened. With Naruko, Sasuke, and Toshinori by his side, he felt ready to face the challenges of becoming the hero he always dreamed to be.
Somewhere in japan
In a sparsely furnished office somewhere else in Japan, a man with striking red hair was absorbed in paperwork. His workspace was quiet except for the low hum of the television broadcasting the news in the background. His attention, however, remained focused on the documents in front of him until a particular news segment caught his ear.
The newscaster's voice filled the room: "Today in Tokyo, an unknown creature responsible for the deaths of numerous heroes and causing multiple injuries was finally defeated. The heroes of the hour, two young school students, Sasuke Uchiha and Naruko Namikaze, managed to subdue the beast using extraordinary abilities."
The mention of the names and the unusual circumstances made the man pause, his pen halting mid-sentence. As the report continued, footage of the battle played, showing Naruko deploying what unmistakably looked like a chakra-based attack. The man's eyes widened in recognition, and his breath hitched slightly.
He stood abruptly, his chair scraping back against the floor, and moved closer to the television. His gaze was locked on the screen, particularly transfixed by Naruko's image. The news zoomed in on her, capturing her intense focus and the unique energy signature of her attack.
The back of the man's clothes bore the red spiraling symbol of the Uzumaki clan, marking him unmistakably as a member of the storied lineage known for their chakra prowess and longevity. His expression turned from shock to a complex mix of curiosity and urgency.
The man muttered to himself, his voice a mix of surprise and concern.
Man: "An Uchiha and... here? And using chakra no less?"
As the man stared at Naruko's picture on the screen, a name suddenly echoed in his mind—Kushina. The resemblance was uncanny. Naruko's vibrant energy and fierce determination in battle mirrored that of Kushina Uzumaki.
Man: Kushina.
To be continued...
Hey guys the reason I wrote this story was inspired by fanfiction net, don't remember the title I think nirvana something. I remember it in some way. I hope you guys can share this story with other.