Different Styles

Naruto became a Reincarnator, and Wang Yan's Resource Points stock instantly shot up from 95,500 to 112,500.

"One-fifth."

Wang Yan nodded slightly, acknowledging his progress.

He only needed 500,000 Resource Points to exchange for the Soul Imprint: Planar Traveler ability, freely and randomly traversing the Infinite Planes.

Konoha.

The villagers' faces were bright with joy and vitality.

The legendary Three Ninja, Lady Tsunade and Lord Jiraiya, were about to return!

Though no one said it aloud, everyone knew deep down that Konoha's current leadership was old and decrepit, exuding a stale, bygone-era air, making the village seem weak and easy to push around.

A Konoha like that couldn't bring people a sense of security or hope.

But Lord Tsunade and Lord Jiraiya were different!

They were in their prime, famous ninja of legendary renown, with enough strength and prestige to put anyone at ease.

The opposite sentiment came from Konoha's higher-ups.

Whether the Third Hokage or the Elder Council members, their faces were dark and their spirits crushed.

The ultimatum they received clearly stated that in a few days, not only Jiraiya and Tsunade would visit, but even Orochimaru!

What were they trying to do?

All become Rogue Ninja together?!

After a heated debate, the Third Hokage, egged on by Danzo, mustered the authority of the Hokage and wrote a letter reprimanding Jiraiya and Tsunade, ordering them to cut ties with Orochimaru immediately and return to Konoha to explain themselves, or be treated as Rogue Ninja.

In response, Tsunade quickly fired back with a domineering reply.

Just five words.

"You can't? I will!"

That was Tsunade's style. Clear-cut, straight to the point, never giving old politicians a chance to play their games.

Sending the letter days in advance was also a way to build momentum.

It gave those among the higher-ups who truly loved Konoha more than power time to mentally prepare, and also gave talented ninja and villagers a chance to choose.

On one side, decrepit, stale, weak-kneed old bureaucrats.

On the other, the powerful, prime-aged, legendary Three Ninja, renowned across the ninja world.

Who to choose?

Yamanaka Flower Shop.

Two girls were chattering about something.

The Pink-haired Girl, like a tough-as-nails man, patted her chest and said boldly, "I'm the protagonist of This world! Stick with me, and you're guaranteed to make a name for yourself!"

It had the same ring as "Follow big bro, big drinks, big meat."

The Blonde Girl's ears twitched slightly, and she pursed her lips. "So what if you're the protagonist? I'm not giving up on Sasuke-kun! The Sasuke in the Book of Prophecies is so handsome... Not worse than the real one at all..."

"Damn it! You evil supporting female lead!"

Sakura clenched her fists, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Forget it, we're best friends. No point ruining our bond over this. How about later, I let you be Sarada's godmother?"

At the mention of Sarada Uchiha, that Future Person, Ino Yamanaka took ten thousand points of damage, turning into a pitiful green-faced girl, her complexion ashen, her head crowned with green.

"Maybe that was a bit too much..."

Sakura stuck out her tongue and quickly changed the subject. "But Naruto being the Fourth Hokage's son... when I first found out the truth, I was terrified."

The gossip flame ignited instantly.

Ino seemed to recover a little from the blow and picked up the thread. "Yeah... so scary. The Fourth and his wife both sacrificed themselves for the village, yet Naruto spent all these years..."

She sighed.

A moment later, a ball of flame reignited in Ino's eyes.

"But in a few days, the legendary Three Ninja are coming back!"

"I heard this time they're returning to sweep away all that dark, rotten stuff! Konoha's future is going to be brighter! Then I'll definitely represent the Yamanaka family and support... Wuwu..."

Ino's reckless words were muffled by Sakura's hand.

Though she came from a prominent Konoha clan, her political awareness and sensitivity were worse than Sakura's, a civilian girl.

Just then, someone approached from a distance.

Focusing her eyes, Sakura saw it was a White-clad Girl with Light Purple Hair.

Her most striking features were her gentle aura and pure white eyes.

The eldest daughter of the Hyuga Clan, Hinata Hyuga!

"Slightly constricted. Hinata really is adorable, but seeing those eyes at night is kind of creepy..."

A voice critiquing her appearance sounded around her.

Sakura's hair stood on end, her pupils Slightly constricted, and she hunched her body, immediately assuming a combat stance.

That wasn't Ino's voice!

"Relax, it's me."

From the void, Teacher Wang Yan's figure slowly Showed.

He twisted his shoulders and neck, joints cracking.

"Microscopic Manipulation at the electron, neutron, and proton levels is already familiar, but to fine-tune it to the level of the six quark particles, I still need some time to adjust."

Wang Yan muttered to himself in terms no one else could understand.

"You're the one who's most creepy, aren't you! Tea-cher-Wang-Yan!"

Sakura bit down hard on the words "Teacher Wang Yan," clearly resentful about the scare she'd just received.

The young customer in the flower shop opened her mouth as if to say something, but Ino and Sakura couldn't make out a single word.

"Th-that... I want to buy a bouquet of... narcissus for Hanabi..."

Wang Yan had never understood the phrase "voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz" before.

Now he finally witnessed it.

Hinata Hyuga had none of the aura of the eldest daughter of Konoha's top clan; instead, she looked like a perpetually bullied little girl, her volume so low it seemed she was talking to herself.

"Hinata-chan is so cute..."

Sakura and Ino, stars in their Eyes, chirped "kawaii" as they crowded around her.

They'd been classmates for years, but neither had ever noticed Hinata as such a wallflower, barely exchanging a word with her.

But after reading the "Book of Prophecies," they'd both fallen for Hinata, declaring this Byakugan girl was seriously adorable!

Ino hugged Hinata, rubbing her cheek against the shy Young Girl's face like an old friend, shamelessly copping a feel.

"So soft! Wuwu! Why is Hinata this cute! And she's more developed than me! Q-Q!"

Sakura wanted to join in too, but an invisible, airy hand grabbed her by the nape, lifting her like a cat.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

Floating in the air, she kicked and punched toward Wang Yan's direction, unleashing a frenzy of attacks on empty space.

Without looking, she knew whose handiwork this was.

A ninjutsu with no Chakra fluctuation—in Sakura's memory, only Wang Yan's family had that, no one else.

"I was holed up in a house on the old Uchiha street, planning to watch a Konoha palace drama. But a few questions suddenly came to mind, so I made a special trip to ask you." Wang Yan's expression turned serious.

Sakura stopped struggling.

Her face twisted with confusion, her green Eyes full of doubt: "What questions?"

Though reluctant to admit it, Sakura believed the Male before her was perhaps the most knowledgeable, capable, and eccentric person in This world.

"First question."

Wang Yan held up one finger, his tone indifferent. "My appearance means the 'present' has changed. So, in the future, are you still the protagonist?"

Before Sakura Haruno could answer, he threw out a second question.

"If the future changes, will Sasuke still be with you?"

In the span of two sentences, Sakura broke out in a cold sweat.

Unable to reply in the review section, I'll say this here: the protagonist isn't afraid of exposing his identity, because he's a reckless fool (.).

Emmm... Just kidding. Actually, it's due to privilege suppression—the Reincarnator's life and death are in the protagonist's hands at a thought.

In short: A Privilege dog fears no challenge.