I Might Have Pink Eye

He never would have dreamed that he would transmigrate while watching anime.

What was the reason? Could it have been because he was watching Fairy Tail on his computer and Naruto on his phone at the same time?

Oh, shit!

But where exactly had he transmigrated to?

He struggled to open his eyes.

Dimly, he seemed to see a figure in front of him.

"Sis, he's awake!" the figure cried in a voice as clear as a silver bell. She then trotted off to another part of the house and brought someone slightly taller over.

By then, he had managed to open his eyes.

Before him was a girl of about eleven or twelve. Her beautiful white hair was tied in a high ponytail that swayed gently behind her, and the long locks at her temples curled slightly, giving her a distinctive charm. A gentle smile graced her pretty face.

"Who... are you?" His first reaction wasn't to be dazzled by the girl's looks. Instead, he spoke in a slight daze.

The white-haired girl smiled faintly. "My name is Mirajane Strauss, but you can just call me Mira."

Mira...

Wait!

Holy crap! Did I transmigrate into the world of Fairy Tail?

"So..." The little white-haired girl with an ear-length bob beside Mira blinked and asked, "What's your name?"

"I..." He tried hard to remember his name, but a pain shot through his head. Seeing how much pain he was in, Mira hurriedly said, "Don't force yourself. It's fine if you can't remember."

"Chiba... Uchiha..." he murmured.

But the instant he said it, he snapped to attention!

Uchiha Chiba?!

Why Uchiha?!

Could I have already transmigrated into the world of Naruto once and forgotten about it now?!

But it felt like I'd just been watching the anime!

"Chiba Uchiha... what a strange name." The little girl mulled it over carefully, then said with a smile, "I'm Lisanna Strauss. Nice to meet you!"

Chiba raised his arm and gently shook her little hand, but when he noticed his arm, he froze.

Why the heck... did it get so small?!

He looked at a mirror on the wardrobe door beside the bed and froze.

In the mirror was a delicate-looking boy. Though he wasn't handsome enough to have hordes of beautiful women chasing after him, he could at least be called good-looking. The boy in the mirror was thin and weak, and in his grayish-white cloth clothes, he was, in the words of Chiba's hometown... well... a handsome, impoverished scholar.

Most importantly... he looked twelve or thirteen at most!

His brain short-circuited for a moment, and Chiba nearly laughed out loud. He had gone from an ordinary-looking fat otaku in his twenties to a handsome boy of twelve or thirteen. This transmigration was no loss!

He struggled to get up, only to find his whole body weak.

"Don't move. You've been unconscious for days and haven't eaten anything." Mira brought over a bowl of soup and handed it to him with a faint smile. "Here."

Smelling the fragrant soup, Chiba took it and, without caring how hot it was, gulped it down.

Having regained a little strength, Chiba climbed out of bed and walked over to the mirror. He studied himself closely, smiling as he looked.

Oh my god! This is perfect! Handsome and young, full of new vitality.

"Heh heh heh..." He grinned like a fool.

Mira and Lisanna exchanged a glance, each seeing the same puzzlement and confusion in the other's eyes.

Could something be wrong with his head?

"Are you... all right?" Mira asked cautiously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Chiba said.

"Then what are you... suddenly looking at?"

"I'm checking whether I have pink eye."

"..."

"By the way... what year is it on the continent?" Chiba suddenly asked.

"Year 776..."

Year 776... Chiba remembered that Mira and her younger brother and sister joined Fairy Tail in year 778. In other words, they were still in the village where they had grown up.

Fairy Tail...

"Say... are you mages?" Chiba turned to the two girls with a smile.

Mira was taken aback, then shook her head.

Lisanna shook her head too.

"Are you a mage?" Mira asked.

Chiba was just about to answer when a sudden rumble reached their ears.

"Where is everyone? Is anybody here?!" A burly man about 1.8 meters tall barged in with a thick wooden club, bellowing at the top of his lungs.

The moment Lisanna saw him, her little face turned deathly pale, and she hid behind Mira.

Mira's expression was also rather grim. At that moment, the burly man evidently noticed the three of them in the room and charged in with his club, shouting angrily, "Kid, when are you going to pay me back?!"

Mira's pretty face was a little pale. "Could you... could you give me a few more days? I'll pay back the 10,000 J I owe you in a couple of days."

"10,000 J? How naive. With interest, it's a full 30,000 J! Did you really think borrowing money from me would be that easy?"

He glanced at Chiba beside the mirror and snorted. "You borrowed money to buy medicine for this kid you'd never even met?"

Chiba frowned. "Who the fuck are you?"

The burly man flew into a rage and raised his club high, ready to bring it down.

Chiba's eyes widened. He hadn't expected the guy to be so short-tempered. Was he really going to start a fight over a few words?

As he tensed up, Chiba felt a mysterious power pour into his head and swirl around his eyes.

Suddenly, the burly man's movements slowed countless times over.

Without thinking, Chiba ducked and drove a heavy punch into the man's stomach.

Bang!

Chiba's thin frame erupted with unimaginable strength, sending the burly man flying into the wall with a single punch.

The man's eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

Mira and Lisanna stared in shock.

Chiba stared blankly at his fist, clearly not expecting to unleash such tremendous strength.

In that instant, he had suddenly felt a surge of power rush from within his body into his eyes. Then the man's movements seemed to slow down considerably, and he had instinctively thrown a punch through the opening...

And... at the time, his arm had seemed to be filled with that power too.

Now, he looked at the mirror.

In the mirror, a pale blue mist swirled around his fist. More importantly, his eyes...

Were completely red!

And... there were two curved black marks spaced 180 degrees apart in his right eye, while his left had only one, and it wasn't symmetrical with those in his right eye.

This is...

The Sharingan!

Mira stared blankly at the boy before her and murmured, "Amazing..."

He had taken down a burly man like that with his bare hands.

Lisanna asked somewhat cautiously, "Are you... a mage?"

He was clearly so thin and weak, yet he had knocked a man unconscious with one punch. If he wasn't a mage, how could he have done it?

"No." Chiba turned around, his Sharingan returning to their original dark color, and smiled. "I'm a ninja!"

Translation: "I'm a ninja!"