"First Hinata, then Sakura, followed by Ino, Tenten, Tsunade, Mei Terumi..."
"I won't force myself to recruit them all, but I have to raise the affection of everyone I should... Speaking of which, would it be a little too criminal to go after Hinata at my age?"
Konoha, Ichiraku Ramen.
The blond, blue-eyed boy gently stroked his whisker marks, his eyes narrowing slightly as he waited for his large bowl of chashu ramen and plotted his "grand plan" after transmigrating.
That was right. At this moment, the soul inside Naruto Uzumaki had already been replaced by that of a modern corporate wage slave.
In his previous life, he had done more work than a draft animal but earned less than chicken feed. Every day, he had rushed around fetching deliveries and takeout for his boss, occasionally cosplaying as a bootlicker while professing his loyalty and working overtime for free.
If the job market hadn't been so brutal these past few years, he probably would have followed the post-2000s trend and picked an auspicious day to slam the iced Americano he had bought onto his middle-aged, balding, potbellied boss's head, letting him properly experience what the hell "reforming the workplace" meant.
So, you see...
He had transmigrated into the Hokage World, and not just anywhere—he had become the Six Paths' own son, the backbone of a working-man manga, the protagonist Yellow Monkey!
Was it really excessive to use the memories of his previous life to enjoy himself a little?
Of course, his future life wouldn't consist only of sex. The necessary training, monster fighting, and Nine-Tails Golden Finger would all be present.
After all, in this life, he could live for himself. He no longer had to bow and scrape for food and shelter or perform vast amounts of meaningless peripheral work.
"Your large bowl of chashu is here." Uncle Teuchi handed Naruto the glistening bowl and added an extra slice of chashu.
"Today is your first day as a ninja, right?" Uncle Teuchi said with a warm smile. "Do your best~"
Naruto returned a brilliant smile, then lowered his head and began slurping the noodles earnestly.
See? Even Otsutsuki Teuchi knew to stick with the protagonist. Otherwise, how could he reopen for business immediately after Pain destroyed the village? How could he survive all the way to the finale without incident?
Actually, the Hokage World wasn't any different from Earth~
With a Kekkei Genkai, one could strut around arrogantly. Without bloodline or connections, even delivering a simple message could end in disaster, leaving one able to do nothing but smile bitterly while typing out GG with both hands.
Even if one worked hard to the utmost, one would still end up being resurrected by Orochimaru and Kabuto through Impure World Reincarnation to work.
And look at the previous Hokage. Which one wasn't connected by blood or marriage?
Fortunately, fortunately, this time I'm a proper descendant of Asura.
With those thoughts in mind, Naruto strode into the classroom and found a corner from which he began to study everyone with interest.
Sunlight pierced through the glass of the Ninja Academy classroom, shining upon the youthful graduates.
"Shikamaru, Choji, Kiba, and the others are exactly the same as in the original. Hinata keeps sneaking glances at me, too. As expected, her affection was maxed out from the start."
"Sasuke really lives up to his reputation as the cool guy. His looks are incredible—nothing to say there. If I had transmigrated as a girl, I'd probably have hugged him and started licking his face on the spot."
"Speaking of which, where's Sakura?"
Naruto looked left and right before finally spotting Sakura in another corner, gazing out the window with a calm expression.
Her neat qipao and high ponytail, combined with her emerald-green eyes, instead gave her an overall cool and aloof air.
Naruto frowned slightly. "What's going on with Sakura? Shouldn't she be competing with Ino for a seat right now?"
He had an ominous feeling.
One had to understand that a transmigrator's greatest Golden Finger was their knowledge of the original plot and characters. If he had transmigrated into a world different from the original Naruto, then he was in deep trouble.
Who knew whether some character who had never existed in the original might suddenly appear and kill him with a single move?
"Please, no. I just want to obtain a Jonin Position and open a harem on the side..." Naruto suddenly felt a toothache coming on, and his toes involuntarily began tapping the floor.
Perhaps noticing Naruto's gaze, Sakura glanced over from afar as well.
Naruto's scalp prickled. He abruptly turned his head away, failing to see Sakura on the other side, her willow brows gradually knitting together.
After a long while.
As the instructors arrived one after another and called their respective students away, the number of students in the classroom gradually dwindled.
The noise in the classroom also grew quieter and quieter.
Going by Kakashi's habits in the original, he absolutely wouldn't appear until the very last moment.
And Naruto at this moment was, if not sitting on pins and needles, at least sweating profusely.
"The Konoha 12 are behaving normally, the few Jonin are fairly standard, and Sasuke is as expected. But this Sakura... there's definitely something wrong!"
Naruto deliberately counted. Sakura had looked in his direction at least twenty-three times just now.
Twenty-three times...
The way she looked me up and down seemed to carry a hint of... scrutiny?
Why was she scrutinizing me?
Am I acting strange?
That's right. Since I loved playing pranks, I should be clipping a blackboard eraser to the classroom door right now and giving Kakashi a thorough prank.
I've been acting too calm, and that isn't Naruto at all.
The Naruto of this period wasn't someone who could sit still!
Thinking this, Naruto pretended to stand up casually, ran to the podium to pick up an eraser, then dragged over a chair. Grinning, he clipped the eraser above the door.
Recalling the original plot, he exaggeratedly announced, "What the heck? The instructor for Team Seven still hasn't arrived. Looks like I'll have to teach him a lesson!"
Sasuke glanced over and said disdainfully, "How could such a boring trick possibly fool a Jonin?"
Naruto was overjoyed when he heard that. Yes, yes, that was exactly the right kind of arrogant tone!
He looked at Sakura again.
How should he put it... her expression looked as though she were watching a monkey.
Shift, couldn't she give him a normal young girl's reaction?
Naruto's mind was full of complaints, but he calmly returned the eraser to the lectern. "Sasuke makes a good point."
I'm done pretending. I'll try probing you from another angle next.
A while later, the tardy Kakashi finally arrived. Next came the classic rooftop self-introduction session.
"I'll introduce myself first." Naruto raised his hand and spoke first.
Kakashi nodded, while Sasuke and Sakura turned their gazes toward him.
"My name is Naruto Uzumaki. I like Master Kong Beef Noodles best—braised beef, pickled chili, and pickled cabbage flavors are all fine. My dream is to obtain a Jonin Position, lead a few Genin teams, and then be ready to lie flat and slack off at any time."
Having finished, Naruto looked at Sakura. "I'm done. Your turn."
His gaze sharpened instantly.
How would you respond this time?
Sakura showed no unnecessary reaction and simply said,
"My name is Haruno Sakura. There's nothing I particularly like, but I hate pretentious men and sleazy men. I don't care whether there's a position in the future, but I hope Konoha's higher-ups won't discriminate against women."
After hearing this, Naruto felt as though an iron hammer had slammed heavily into his chest, leaving him temporarily short of breath.
She had deliberately mentioned a "position," treated Sasuke completely differently, used modern phrasing, and looked at me as though I were a monkey...
A bold guess arose in Naruto's mind.
This Sakura was a transmigrator too!
He needed to confirm it once more.
Naruto looked at her and suddenly asked, "...Odd changes, even unchanged?"
Sakura turned her head toward Naruto, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Symbols are read by quadrants."
Sure enough!
Naruto sucked in a cold breath and asked again, "May I ask where, heroine, you came from? I'm from Fujian."
"I'm from Chongqing."
"So you're a girl from Chongqing. A pleasure to meet you." Naruto clasped his fists.
Not a Japanese girl, but a girl from Chongqing who could slap you back into the reincarnation furnace with one earwax flick—the Chongqing girl famed across the internet for having husbands terrified of their wives!
At the same time, Naruto realized an extremely serious problem...
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