The Black-haired, Red-eyed Warrior! Bzzzt Bzzzt!

The dispatcher's expression froze. Feeling deeply offended, the man stood there, unable to utter a single word.

He stared wide-eyed at Sakura Haruno, Sasuke, and Naruto for a long while before finally speaking, "Sorry, I don't have any B-Rank Mission here."

"Give me the task sheet, I'll look at it myself!" Sakura was utterly ruthless towards someone with whom she had already broken off relations, openly expressing her distrust of the assigner.

"I said no, no means no!"

"Mission sheet number 75944, a B-rank escort mission, no one has accepted it yet." Sasuke sneered, giving the dispatcher a disdainful look. "Do I need to go down there?"

The man was startled. "How did you see that?"

Only after finishing did he realize that he had inadvertently given himself away, and he frantically tried to cover up the task sheet.

Snap! A hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm tightly. He tried to pull his arm out, but found that it was as if his arm was being clamped by a giant vise, and he couldn't budge it no matter how hard he tried.

He looked up along the fair hand and saw that it belonged to the female ninja. Although his mind was still in turmoil, his male instincts compelled him to take a second look at the girl: he had to admit that although she wasn't his preferred mature type, she was still a pretty young girl with a youthful charm.

Arise, a man's instinct... is it that even when facing death, he's still thinking about one last time? -- No, no, no, it's that even when facing death, he's only thinking about one last time.

"Could you please bring me the task list that my companion read aloud earlier? Thank you." The girl grabbed his hand to prevent him from moving, staring into his eyes and saying with a fake smile.

The voice still sounded gentle and sweet to the dispatcher. Well, this guy finally gave up resisting. He also realized that the girl who was holding him seemed to be much stronger than him and was not someone to mess with. So he started to comfort himself with the ostrich mentality that it was no big deal to be bullied by a beautiful girl.

A series of lewd thoughts began to surface in his mind: Her skin is so white, her hands are so soft... Aren't female ninjas usually just pretty faces? She clearly put a lot of effort into dressing up, but unfortunately she's a bit too old and not voluptuous enough. According to his philosophy—"A-cup? Too expensive!"

It feels pretty good to have her holding my hand. Can she hold it a little longer...? Don't let go!

Wow, she even left a bluish handprint, but the handprint is so delicate, her hand shape must be very beautiful, not the kind that gets deformed from Kunai!

"This task was originally a Level 1 task, but we upgraded it to Level B because the reward was higher," the dispatcher muttered as he slowly pulled out the task sheet, lost in his own fantasies.

Seeing that the guy sensibly handed her the task sheet, Sakura let go of his arm. She felt that the man's eyes had suddenly become strange, and his arm looked very oily. For some reason, she felt a chill.

She took the order and glanced at the description. It was a security detail mission, requiring them to provide protection for the film crew of "The Princess Gale's Great Adventure" during filming in the Land of Snow. The client was the film's director and producer, Asama Takehiko. The reward was quite generous; it seemed this film series was quite profitable. The mission itself didn't sound difficult, and judging from the appearance of unlikely opponents, their greatest enemy might be nature itself.

At this moment, seeing Sakura release his hand, the middle-aged ninja reverted to his old ways and said, "Even if you have the mission order, it won't work if the client doesn't agree to you carrying out the mission!"

This statement is less of a hindrance and more of a curse upon them.

Sakura was amused and annoyed. This person was quite interesting. She snorted coldly, "Hmph... You don't need to worry about that! We trust our client has good judgment!"

The implication was that he was blind to talent. The man was still thinking about something, but after being glared at by Sakura, he shrank back and didn't dare to say anything. This man was the type who was sharp-tongued but cowardly. Now that he was scared, he obediently brought over the person who had commissioned the task.

The client was a short, stout, unkempt, long-haired middle-aged man. The dispatcher pointed to Sakura and the other two and introduced them to him, "Here, these three are the ninjas who accepted your request. The girl in the middle is the Chunin the team, and the two boys are Genin. If you have any complaints, please come out, and we will immediately replace them with stronger and more experienced ninjas."

This man is a seasoned veteran. Even if everything is done according to procedure, he can still subtly imply to the client that Sakura and the other two are weak while speaking flawlessly, thus putting them down.

Unfortunately, the client seemed not to hear him at all, and the short, stout man's reaction was completely different from what he had imagined. In fact, Sakura Haruno and her two companions were also utterly bewildered.

"Oh my gosh! It's you guys!" The short, stout man's eyes lit up when he saw Sakura, and he shouted, startling Sakura.

"Sakura Haruno, Naruto Uzumaki! Oh, right, and you too, you're Sasuke!" The middle-aged man was so excited he almost jumped for joy.

This exaggerated reaction left Sakura Haruno and her group somewhat taken aback.

The dispatcher was completely dumbfounded: how could the client know three demons who were even Genin?

"Huh?" Yingxin asked cautiously, "You recognize us?"

"Of course, of course! You're the Sakura's Ice and Snow Princess! Wielding such a huge ice blade, jumping into the air~! Ahhhh, slashing down with the blade! And then whoosh whoosh~!" This person was genuinely excited, gesturing wildly with his hands and feet, imitating Sakura's movements during the Chunin Ninja Exams, wielding her ice blade Bunta at Bunta.

"And that Frost Ice Burial technique, if I remember the name correctly, right? Bah! It instantly turns the entire ground into ice, and then countless weapons suddenly appear, stabbing the enemy until they bleed from all seven orifices!"

Sakura stood to the side, her eyes wide: it was the first time she had realized that Chunin Ninja Exams.

And she's the kind of die-hard fan who screams until she faints when she sees her idol.

She felt like her embarrassment had suddenly flared up, and she was about to die. There were so many things to complain about that she didn't even know where to begin.

Sakura's Ice and Snow Princess? What kind of nickname is that? Could it be any more cringeworthy? And sir, could you at least make a sound? How could you say such embarrassing things so loudly? The whole world heard it! And if you're not athletic, don't try to imitate my moves, okay? Was my movement really that stupid and ugly? And those onomatopoeia, sir, are you having a blast in front of the whole audience? Don't look so smug!

Shadow Clone just disappear when poked, they don't bleed, my goodness... Sakura thought to herself, tears streaming down her face... And do you even know what seven orifices bleed from? Naruto, you died such a terrible death!

Honestly, she'd rather run out and streak than have this fat guy continue performing here. Now everyone's attention was on him; Sakura felt like everyone was watching them!

Sakura turned her head and looked at Sasuke, who also had a black line on his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Then she looked towards Naruto — Naruto, looking excited, grabbed the fat guy and asked, "What about me? What about me? I'm super awesome too!"

"I... I knew it!" She rolled her eyes.

The chubby uncle excitedly shook Naruto's hand—the two chuunibyou sufferers were truly on the same wavelength.

"Haha, Naruto Uzumaki, of course I remember, of course I remember, that giant Toad!" He puffed out his cheeks, imitating Gamabunta 'Iron Cannonball Ninjutsu, spitting out huge water balls like that! Even the Ice Princess Snow couldn't stop it! Boom boom boom! It shattered the ice!"

He then imitated Gamabunta's sword-cutting technique, half-squatting and placing his hands on his waist as if he actually had a sword there. "And that 'drawing Sword Drawing Slash,' look at me, look at me, doesn't my movement look like it? And then whoosh! Whoosh! Wow, one slash down! A slash that slays gods, demons, and everything else, even shattering space itself!"

Sakura stared in disbelief, her mouth agape, speechless. Shattering space? Was this some kind of fantasy novel? Uncle, your imagination is truly boundless! She was utterly speechless.

Sakura secretly wiped away a bead of sweat and turned to Sasuke, "Should we still accept this mission?"

Sasuke gritted his teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead. This unreliable client had made even B-Rank Mission lose its appeal. The two voices in his mind were battling fiercely: accept or reject the mission. At this point, the conflict had escalated to the point of nuclear weapons versus the Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Bomb.

Just as he was hesitating, the chubby client had already let go of Naruto's hand and walked up to him, warmly shaking his hand—in that instant, the struggle on Sasuke's face turned into a terrified paleness.

"Wow! I'm so lucky today! I got to meet the coolest cold-faced prince, the black-haired, red-eyed warrior, Biri Biri!" His tone became more and more excited and exaggerated, just like those star-struck girls meeting their idol for the first time.

"I remember that move, Lightning Blade, the most! Wow, it was so cool! Ahhhhh! I'll channel all my energy into my right hand and pierce through everything— Biri Biri! Chidori! Charge!" The fat uncle gripped his right arm tightly and roared at the sky.

Sasuke – a cold-faced prince, a warrior with black hair and red eyes; Biri Biri – his face was deathly pale.

(I've decided that the settings will only follow the original manga; the movie's settings can be discarded! I really have no interest in rewatching the movie; that would be stupid.)

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