Whatever You Want Me to Do, I'll Do It

Land of Fire, Konoha Village, Ninja Academy.

A red-haired boy was sprawled across the last row, fast asleep.

Iruka, standing at the podium, glanced at him, shook his head, and ignored him.

"Now we'll begin assigning teams. When your name is called, stand beside your assigned teacher."

"Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Team 7."

After the teams had all been assigned, the red-haired boy stretched as he looked around the empty classroom.

Just as he had expected, no instructor had been assigned to him.

The red-haired boy was named Feng An. Thirteen years ago, he had inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a baby and arrived in this world called Hokage Ninja.

The moment he was born, he discovered that he did not know who his father was, while his mother had died in childbirth.

From then on, his upbringing had been accompanied by endless malice. Everyone who had known his mother hated him. By the time he was six, he had taken the money he had saved over the years and left his so-called relatives. He went by Feng An alone. The only thing worth celebrating was that he possessed Seven Chakra Natures and the Chakdora unique to red hair.

"Time to go home."

Feng An grabbed his shoulder bag and prepared to leave.

"Feng An..."

There was actually someone else who had not left?

Feng An turned around and saw a black-haired, white-eyed girl holding a broom and dustpan as she cleaned the classroom.

"Ah, Hinata. What is it?"

Hinata lowered her head slightly. "Um, it's our turn to clean today."

Feng An and Hinata had been paired up for cleaning duty every Friday. Today, the final day before team assignments, happened to be Friday.

He had nearly forgotten.

Feng An set down his shoulder bag and took the broom and dustpan from Hinata's hands.

"You should go home first. I'll take care of the rest."

Hinata lowered her head and murmured softly, "But... we're supposed to clean together."

"You already cleaned the windows, balcony, and every corner of the classroom. Are you really going to fight me over sweeping the floor too?"

Feng An suddenly raised an eyebrow and grabbed Hinata's little hand.

The instant Hinata felt Feng An holding her hand, her face turned bright red. She instinctively tried to pull it away.

"Don't move yet."

Feng An gently spread open Hinata's hand and carefully removed several wood splinters from it.

"There."

After carefully checking that there were no more splinters, Feng An released Hinata's hand.

A faint blush still remained on Hinata's face. "Thank you... but how did you know I had splinters in my hand? I didn't even notice..."

"Because this broom pricked me too, of course."

As Feng An spoke, he raised the broom. There were many tiny wood splinters on its handle, too small to notice at a casual glance.

He had felt a slight sting after gripping the broom for a while. Hinata had wiped the windows, so her hands were wet and naturally more likely to get pierced by splinters. As a member of the Hyuga Clan, she had not even noticed her hand had been injured. She took cleaning a little too seriously.

"Ah..."

Hinata felt a little embarrassed, because she was the one who had caused Feng An to get pricked by splinters too.

"You should head home first, or your father will scold you again."

"Ah!"

The moment she thought of her father, Hyuga Hiashi, Hinata panicked. She hurriedly nodded and ran out of the classroom.

Still, Hinata felt somewhat guilty. Before leaving, she said apologetically, "Feng An... sorry. I'm leaving the hard work to you."

Watching Hinata jump at everything, Feng An could not help but laugh.

A moment later, after confirming that no one remained in the classroom, Feng An rapidly formed hand seals.

"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Five clones identical to Feng An appeared.

Many years ago, Feng An had discovered that the hand signs and Ninjutsu principles he remembered from his previous life were exactly the same in this world. Relying on those memories, he had basically mastered every Ninjutsu whose principles he could recall over the years.

"You take the first row. You take the second row..."

Feng An assigned their tasks clearly. With one person per row, the six of them finished cleaning in just a few minutes.

Done.

After dismissing his clones, Feng An picked up the shoulder bag from the desk and prepared to leave.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Pink-haired Sakura hurried into the classroom.

Feng An merely glanced at her, ignored her, and headed for the door.

"Wait! Did you see what was in my desk drawer?"

Seeing Feng An about to leave without even turning his head, Sakura grabbed his shoulder bag.

Sakura stared at him coldly. "Did you take my stuff?"

He already disliked lovestruck Sakura. After arriving here, he had never bothered her, yet today she was actually accusing him of taking her things.

Feng An calmly said, "Tell me, then. What did you lose?"

Sakura froze for a moment before stammering, "Anyway, it's something for us girls. I can't tell you."

As she spoke, she tried to open his shoulder bag.

Feng An laughed.

"Your manners really are terrible."

"Feng An! What do you mean by that?"

At that, Feng An stopped smiling and snatched back his shoulder bag.

"You think I'd take your things? The thing you lost must be a gift you planned to give Sasuke, right? Makes sense. Now that you and Sasuke are in the same team, this is the perfect chance to give him a gift."

Sakura's gaze darted about, and she was stunned inwardly.

How did he know I specially prepared a pair of matching pendants for Sasuke?

No!

Sakura's gaze immediately became even more resolute.

"You must have stolen my pendants! Otherwise, how could you know I was going to give them to Sasuke?"

Give it here!

With that, Sakura reached for him.

He could not even be bothered to put textbooks in his shoulder bag. Why would he carry some girl's pendants?

Feng An had no intention of indulging her. With a Body Replacement Jutsu, he made Sakura grab and tug at a wooden post for quite a while.

When Sakura realized what had happened, she was shocked.

She had not expected Feng An to use the Body Replacement Jutsu so skillfully.

Usually, Feng An spent every day in class attending lessons, sleeping, getting out of class, and going to the bathroom. He had coasted all the way to graduation from the Ninja Academy like that. Yet Feng An had actually passed the ninja qualification exam, causing many people to suspect that he had cheated.

Sakura punched the wooden post away and said viciously, "Hmph, let me see whether your shoulder bag has my pendants in it, and I'll let you off!"

Feng An narrowed his eyes. He had not expected her potential for Super Strength to show itself even at this age.

He did not think Sakura could hurt him at her current age, but he did not want to take the blame either.

"You can look. But what if they aren't there?"

Feng An's actions had already made Sakura completely certain. Otherwise, why would he be so unwilling to let her look through his bag?

Brimming with confidence, Sakura puffed out her chest. "Impossible! If they aren't in your bag, I'll do whatever you want me to do!"

"Oh?"

Feng An became interested upon hearing that.

"You said it yourself. If I do something out of line later, Sakura Haruno, don't regret it."

Sakura shuddered at his words.

"Y-you bastard, you aren't going to... going to kiss me, are you?"

Kiss? You're thinking too much. No, you're thinking too little, little girl.

Feng An shook his head and chuckled.

She was a lovestruck girl with a one-track mind, yet she was surprisingly innocent.

Still, that was normal. Sakura Haruno was only eleven or twelve right now.

"What? Are you regretting it already? I don't really care."

As he spoke, Feng An walked past Sakura.

"Who said I regret it!"

Sakura grabbed the corner of Feng An's clothes, her expression resolute.

"I'm going to look."