I Will Become a Jinchuriki

The Nine-Tails' screams did not sound fake. When such a massive creature screamed, it produced not only a roar that shook the eardrums, but also evil chakra that could penetrate any obstacle.

Under that impact, Naruto finally raised his head. He saw the Nine-Tails' pained expression, and he also saw what was happening in this space: trembling, cracking.

Most obvious was the cage imprisoning the Nine-Tails. If the part Yuuhi Kurenai had opened had merely allowed some of its chakra to leak out, then the leakage now was far greater than before.

If the Nine-Tails wanted to, it could even crawl through the ruptured holes and completely return to its original form. Yet now, it imitated Naruto and curled up in the corner.

"Kid! Hurry up and fix this place!" Seeing Naruto finally raise his head, it shouted.

"Fix it? How am I supposed to fix it?" Naruto watched helplessly as another steel bar of the cage snapped. Even the ceiling had begun to tremble, yet there was nothing he could do.

Back when he was at the Ninja Academy, he had never listened in class. Iruka was an extremely responsible teacher, pressing Naruto's head down and making him memorize the Three Body Technique. But Naruto had not learned any of the other cultural or theoretical classes.

But even if he had learned everything, it probably would have been useless. No matter how capable he was, he could not conjure materials from thin air to repair this battered sewer and firmly restore this monster's cage.

"He definitely can't! If his mother could do it, then he definitely can too!" The Four-Tails howled softly, seemingly trying to stir the power within Naruto—the power of the Uzumaki Clan.

These faint Uchiha powers were not merely powers that had been continuously perfected and