The Success Rate of Copying Traits

"Shisui, listen to me explain..."

"I won't listen, I won't listen!"

"It's not that—I really was held up by something this morning."

"I won't listen, I won't listen..."

At noon.

Uchiha Jin was dragging his little legs through the woods behind the clan compound when two childish voices reached his ears.

Was that... Itachi and Shisui?

Best friends!

His little eyes instantly lit up.

He'd only been looking for somewhere sunny, but he hadn't expected to catch the two best friends having a spat.

He quickly activated the Weak Presence trait before poking his head out to look.

A little over ten meters ahead...

A little shota with a dumpling nose, dressed in a black high-collared short-sleeved shirt and black pants, stood with his back to Uchiha Itachi.

He was a head taller than Itachi, but it was obvious that the little shota was the one sulking.

Behind him, Itachi tried to explain.

But each attempt ended in failure.

Still, he didn't get angry. He just kept trying to explain, over and over.

Jin watched with a big auntie's smile.

So sweet!

Way too sweet!

As expected, nothing beat shipping a real couple in person.

"But... Itachi, what about that girl Izumi if you keep this up?"

The girl who loved making three-colored dango suddenly came to mind.

Simple, kind, and gentle.

That beauty mark beneath her left eye seemed to foreshadow her fate.

Distracted, he accidentally stepped on a branch, snapping it in two.

The sound instantly caught the attention of the two boys.

"Who's there?!"

Uchiha Shisui straightened up at once, gripping a small kunai.

Then he turned his little face and looked over carefully.

But when he saw who it was, he froze. "Huh? Jin, what are you doing here?"

So... had Jin seen him looking so awkward just now?

At the thought, he forgot all about Itachi and jogged over.

He picked Jin up and chuckled. "Jin, did you get lost?"

At seven or eight years old, Shisui was 1.4 meters tall, already a tall young boy by Leaf standards.

Jin nodded, the corner of his mouth lifting. He didn't call attention to the boy's flushed face.

He simply put on the innocent expression of a child.

Have a sincere conversation, ×!

Keep up the act, √!

The two chatted about everything under the sun.

Until, at last—

[Conversation target: Uchiha Shisui.]

[Analyzing copyable traits.]

[Fire Style Affinity (blue), Illusion Technique Affinity (green), Body Flicker Technique Affinity (green), Chakra Control (green), Simple Temperament (green)...]

"Green from head to toe..."

At that moment, Shisui was entirely green in Jin's eyes.

Green from head to toe.

Any man would've panicked at the sight.

[You have spoken with Uchiha Shisui for ten minutes. Attempting to copy a trait.]

[Copy failed.]

Jin: ...

Another failure.

Perhaps because he'd succeeded several times in a row yesterday, today's failure left him a little unhappy.

His little face, which had been putting on a cheerful act, immediately fell.

"Ugh."

He let out a heavy sigh, then staggered off toward the clan compound.

Uchiha Itachi frowned at the sight and looked at Shisui in confusion.

"Shisui, did you... do something to Jin?"

Shisui: ???

"I didn't! I haven't!"

He was completely baffled. What had he even done?

That afternoon, the blazing sun began to fade.

Inside the Uchiha compound.

A little boy lay on his side atop a courtyard wall.

His left elbow rested on the wall, his hand propping up his cheek.

His eyes stared blankly ahead, and blisters had even formed on his lips!

He muttered, "Sixty people! A whole sixty people, System!"

"And not one successful copy?!"

"What's the success rate for copying traits, anyway?!"

After leaving the back hill, he'd started chatting with the clan members.

He talked to everyone, for ten minutes each.

He'd been at it all afternoon!

But after he'd spoken with all sixty, the system seemed to have stopped protecting his new account.

Not one more trait had been copied successfully.

It was enough to make him doubt the success rate of copying traits.

[Beep. Based on the host's current strength, the success rate of copying a trait through conversation is 5%.]

Great. His last bit of hope had died.

A 5% chance—what was that if not zero?!

Especially for someone as unlucky as he'd been in his past life. His odds were even worse.

So after a moment's hesitation, he decided to give up and enjoy life.

Rustle, rustle.

A breeze drifted through the woods.

It was soft and gentle, carrying the faint fragrance of leaves.

The sunlight overhead was no longer as scorching as it had been during the day.

It felt gentler.

But just as he was preparing to give up, a faint warmth appeared inside him.

It was an exceedingly weak warmth, but it brought a pleasant feeling to both body and mind.

Was this... Chakra?

He paused.

Because of his age and the fact that his bones hadn't finished developing, he hadn't started refining Chakra yet.

But in the world of Naruto, this warmth, so much like an inner energy, could only be Chakra, right?

He narrowed his eyes, then noticed a new prompt floating before him.

[Beep. Congratulations, host. You gained 1 Chakra after basking in the sunlight for one minute.]

"Chakra +1... Is this the passive effect of Golden Body of Light?"

Only then did he remember that Golden Body of Light had a passive effect: absorbing sunlight granted him Chakra.

He hadn't thought much about it at the time.

But now it seemed that absorbing sunlight just meant... sunbathing!

"So if I get 1 Chakra per minute, that's 60 per hour. Given the current daylight, I can sunbathe for at most 14 hours a day. That's 840 Chakra..."

"The Night of the Uchiha Clan Massacre is seven years away. To be safe, if I count it as six years, eleven months, and twenty-nine days, that should give me 2,145,360 Chakra!"

Seeing that number, Jin clicked his tongue. "Over two million... Does that count as a Chakra Ton?!"

He didn't know how other ninja calculated things...

But that much should be enough to match dozens of Kakashis.

"Most importantly... the Flying Thunder God Plan can probably get started early!"

He shifted to a more comfortable position.

Sunlight fell over all four of his limbs.

Using Flying Thunder God cost 100 Chakra each time!

Since he'd had no Chakra before, he'd put the plan on hold for the time being.

But now!

All he had to do was sunbathe for two hours!

He had to try it today, or he'd never be able to sleep.

An hour and a half later.

He slowly sat up, thinking over how to use Flying Thunder God. Then he asked, "System, how do I use it?"

[You can teleport directly to any coordinates the host has marked.]

"Coordinates I've marked? But I haven't marked any. Can I use the Fourth Hokage's coordinates?"

[Marking coordinates costs 100 Chakra per use.]

Jin: ...

Seriously? Are you playing Russian nesting dolls with me?!

He rolled his eyes, lay back down, and went to sleep.

He didn't wake until the sun had set. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he got up.

Something seemed to have changed in his eyes.

[Name: Uchiha Jin.]

[Spirit: 20 (adult: 10).]

[Stamina: 12 (adult: 10).]

[Chakra: 149.]

[Traits: Seven-Year Itch (black), Golden Body of Light (rainbow), Weak Presence (rainbow), Flying Thunder God Technique (gold) Lv. 1, Prominent Background (purple), Sharingan (purple), Fire Style Affinity (blue), Sharingan (blue), Light as a Swallow (green), Dynamic Vision (green).]

"So these are my own stats." Jin shook his head.

He had lots of traits, but most of them had come yesterday.

That was, on the first day after the game opened.

As expected, being a lucky player on day one was just a way to lure people in and kill them.

From then on, he'd have to grind the hard way.

He narrowed his eyes and got up to leave.

One thing was worth mentioning: even though he'd spent the whole afternoon lying on the wall, no one had paid him any attention.

No one remembered him.

The clan members seemed to have forgotten that there was a second young master here.

They hadn't even called him to dinner!

He'd watched Uchiha Itachi walk around the courtyard twice with a bowl and chopsticks in his hands.

It seemed like he was searching for something.

After making two rounds, he'd done nothing at all and quietly gone back inside.

The value of the Weak Presence trait just kept rising.