This Sakura Is Very Wrong!

"First Hinata, then Sakura, followed by Ino, Tenten, Tsunade, Mei Terumi..."

"I won't force a full collection, but I must build up the necessary affection levels... Though, isn't it a bit 'criminal' for me to go after Hinata at this age?"

Konoha, Ichiraku Ramen.

The blond, blue-eyed boy lightly pinched his whisker marks, eyes narrowed, mentally calculating his "grand blueprint" after transmigrating while waiting for his large bowl of chashu ramen.

Yes, the Naruto Uzumaki of this moment had his core replaced by the soul of a modern corporate slave.

In his past life, he did more work than an ox or horse for less pay than a chicken, running errands to fetch packages and takeout for his boss, all while playing the sycophant to show loyalty and work unpaid overtime.

If the job market hadn't been so brutal these past few years, he likely would have learned from the Gen Z crowd and picked a fine day to dump his iced Americano onto his middle-aged, balding boss's head, just to let him experience what the hell "rectifying the workplace" really meant.

So, you see...

Since I've already transmigrated into the Hokage World, and as the son of the Sage of Six Paths, the pillar of the shonen genre, the protagonist himself—Naruto Uzumaki!

It's not too much to use my past memories to enjoy life, right?

Of course, life won't just be about fooling around; the necessary training, monster-slaying, and the Nine-Tails Golden Finger will all be there.

After all, in this life, I can live for myself; I don't have to bow and scrape for food or perform endless, meaningless, menial tasks.

"Large chashu ramen is up." Teuchi handed the glistening bowl to Naruto, adding an extra slice of pork.

"It's your first day as a ninja, right?" Teuchi smiled warmly. "Do your best!"

Naruto flashed a brilliant smile before burying his head in his noodles.

Look, even the Otsutsuki Teuchi knows to stick with the protagonist. Otherwise, how could he resume business immediately after Pain destroyed the village? How could he keep Hiding until the finale and remain unscathed?

Actually, the Hokage World isn't much different from Earth.

If you have a Kekkei Genkai, you can walk sideways; if you lack bloodlines or connections, you might meet an untimely end just delivering a letter, leaving you to force a bitter smile while typing "GG" with both hands.

Even if you work yourself to the bone, you'll just end up being reanimated by Orochimaru and Kabuto to work for them in the end.

Look at the past Hokage; aren't they all related by blood or marriage?

Fortunately, fortunately, this time I am the authentic, red-blooded descendant of Asura.

With this thought, Naruto strode into the classroom, found a corner, and began to observe everyone with great interest.

Sunlight pierced through the Ninja Academy classroom windows, illuminating the vibrant, youthful graduates.

"Shikamaru, Choji, Kiba—they're exactly like they were in the original work. Hinata keeps stealing glances at me, too. As expected, her affection level was maxed out from the start."

"Sasuke lives up to his reputation as the ultimate cool guy; his looks are top-tier, no doubt about it. If a girl had transmigrated here, she'd probably be hugging his face and licking it right now."

"Come to think of it, where's Sakura?"

Naruto looked left and right, finally spotting Sakura in another corner, looking calm as she gazed out the window.

Her neat qipao and high ponytail, paired with those emerald eyes, gave her an even colder, more aloof temperament.

Naruto frowned. "What's going on with Sakura? Shouldn't she be fighting with Ino for a seat right now?"

He had a vague, ominous premonition.

You see, a transmigrator's greatest Golden Finger is their knowledge of the original plot and characters. If this world differed from the original Hokage, he'd be in deep trouble.

Who knows if some character who didn't exist in the original might suddenly appear and take him out.

"Don't do this to me. I just want to reach the Jonin Position and start a harem..." Naruto felt a toothache, his toes tapping involuntarily.

Seeming to notice Naruto's gaze, Sakura in the distance glanced over.

Naruto's scalp tingled, and he whipped his head away, failing to see that Sakura on the other side was knitting her willow-leaf brows together.

A long while later.

As the instructors arrived one by one to call their students away, the classroom began to empty.

The noise in the room faded to a whisper.

Knowing Kakashi's personality from the original work, he would never show up until the very last second.

By now, Naruto wasn't just on pins and needles; he was sweating buckets.

"The Konoha 12 are acting normally, the Jonin are behaving as expected, and Sasuke is on track, but this Sakura... she is definitely a problem!"

Naruto had specifically counted; Sakura had looked in his direction at least twenty-three times.

Twenty-three times...

The way she looked me up and down carried a hint of... scrutiny?

Why would she scrutinize me?

Am I acting that strangely?

That's right—the prankster version of me should be jamming a blackboard eraser in the door frame right now to pull a fast one on Kakashi.

I've been acting too calm, and this behavior is not "Naruto" at all.

The current Naruto isn't the type to just sit around!

Thinking this, Naruto stood up with feigned ease, ran to the podium to grab the eraser, pulled over a chair, and with a playful grin, wedged the eraser into the door.

He recalled the exaggerated plot of the original work and spoke up, "What is this? The instructor for Team 7 still hasn't arrived. Looks like he needs to be taught a lesson!"

Sasuke glanced over, full of disdain, and said, "How could such a boring trick possibly fool a Jonin?"

Naruto Uzumaki was overjoyed upon hearing this. Yes, yes! That's exactly the vibe!

He looked at Sakura again.

Her expression was, how should one put it... like she was watching a monkey.

Shift, can you give me a normal girl's reaction for once!

Naruto Uzumaki was full of complaints internally, but he still calmly placed the chalkboard eraser back on the podium. "Sasuke makes a good point."

Not going to pretend anymore. I'll try a different approach to test you next.

A while later, the tardy Kakashi finally arrived. Immediately following was the classic rooftop self-introduction segment.

"I'll introduce myself first," Naruto Uzumaki said, raising his hand to speak.

Kakashi nodded, while Sasuke and Sakura cast their gazes toward him.

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki. I like Master Kong Beef Noodles the most—braised, pickled pepper, or pickled cabbage flavors are all fine. My dream is to obtain a Jonin Position, lead a few Genin teams, and be ready to slack off and rot at any time."

After speaking, Naruto Uzumaki looked at Sakura. "Done. Your turn."

His gaze turned sharp in an instant.

Now, how will you respond to this?

Sakura didn't have any extra reaction, instead saying indifferently:

"My name is Haruno Sakura. I don't have any particular likes, but I hate posers and any Creepy guy. Whether I get a position in the future doesn't matter, but I hope the Konoha higher-ups stop discriminating against women."

Upon hearing this, Naruto Uzumaki felt as if a heavy iron hammer had slammed into his chest, leaving him feeling breathless and stifled.

Deliberately pointing out the 'position', a complete change in attitude toward Sasuke, using modern terminology, looking at my reaction like she's watching a monkey...

A bold guess formed in Naruto Uzumaki's mind.

This Sakura was just like him—a transmigrator!

Time to confirm it.

Naruto Uzumaki looked at her and suddenly asked out of the blue, "...Odd changes, even stays the same?"

Sakura turned her head to look at Naruto Uzumaki, her eyes narrowing slightly. "The sign depends on the quadrant."

It really is like that!

Naruto Uzumaki gasped, then asked, "Dare I ask where you transmigrated from, heroine? I was born in Fujian."

"I'm from Chongqing."

"So you're a Sichuan girl, I've heard much about you." Naruto Uzumaki cupped his hands in a salute.

Not a cherry blossom girl, but a Sichuan girl who can slap you back into the furnace for a redo, the kind rumored online to keep their husbands on a tight leash!

At the same time, Naruto Uzumaki realized a very serious problem...

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