Shamu glanced around. The Anbu were still following Naruto from not too far behind, close enough that even slightly raised voices would be overheard.
Putting on an unconcerned act, Shamu stuffed a strawberry candied hawthorn into Naruto's mouth. "If there's a problem, solve it. Come on, let's sit over there. Tell me all about it."
With that, Shamu led Naruto and Sasuke to a nearby bench.
Naruto carefully explained that whenever there was an exam or a sparring session with his classmates, his Transformation Technique would fail.
Sasuke listened intently as well, because he found it strange too. Naruto had used the Transformation Technique in front of him before, and it had always been flawless. Yet whenever it mattered, he dropped the ball.
After hearing him out, Shamu was thinking about something else.
More than a year had passed, and Naruto was nearly seven. He hadn't expected Kurama to start causing trouble the moment the academy began teaching the Chakra Refinement Technique.
Although Naruto's seal was in excellent condition, the Nine-Tails' Chakra was unimaginably vast. Even the slightest leak was enough to make Naruto completely unable to control his own Chakra.
Now that I've grown so much stronger, maybe I can try recruiting elite talents outside the Uchiha Clan?
There were many people around, and Naruto rambled on a little. After all, he had no family and regarded Shamu as an elder.
Shamu ruffled Naruto's hair. "Naruto, think again."
Naruto looked confused. "Think about what?"
Shamu exerted his ocular power. In an instant, his consciousness brought Naruto's consciousness into the depths of Naruto's inner world.
Naruto nervously looked around. Only when he found Shamu beside him did he relax.
The ground beneath them was an ordinary corridor, and in the distance stood a prison gate that seemed to connect heaven