What Is F***ing Fair

Konoha's shopping street, three people stumbled their way out.

"Ah, I'm almost there. I'll head back and digest properly. See you tomorrow, Ninja Squad Grand Assembly!" Morino Kei said goodbye to the two at the fork in the road.

"Wow, you were dying just now, and now you're hopping around. I guess you really are Kei..." the boy said, his mouth twitching.

"Haha, Kei has always been like this. Kai-kun, you've known him long enough. He's someone whose brains are inversely proportional to his physique," the girl giggled, covering her mouth, her eyes curving like a painting.

"Well, a good mindset is also a kind of strength, right?" the boy replied.

"Kai-kun is still the same as ever. It seems I worried for nothing..." the girl said, turning her head, a different light in her eyes.

"What?" Uchiha Kai suddenly startled. In that instant, he felt something bad, and even the hand the girl had placed on his waist felt strange.

"Heehee, it's a secret." With that, the girl suddenly pulled away.

"See you tomorrow, Kai-kun. I'll be counting on your guidance in our future ninja careers."

With that, before Uchiha Kai could react, the girl turned into a gust of wind and ran off into the distance.

"Still the same as ever... Not necessarily..." Uchiha Kai looked up, his words filled with emotion.

After temporarily bidding farewell to the two, Uchiha Kai walked alone on the streets of Konoha again. A gentle breeze blew, and the street was even livelier now, with people coming and going, their conversations painting a lively picture.

"Oh, dear! I'm so wronged! So terribly wronged, everyone, please judge!" On the street not far away, a group of villagers had surrounded someone, blocking them in completely, making people curious about what was happening inside.

He could only vaguely hear someone inside crying and wailing mournfully. Uchiha Kai, his curiosity piqued, quickly walked closer. Just as he was about to push his way in, he saw a familiar figure.

"Yo, is that Kai? What a coincidence," said the boy with strange hair, half his head covered by a hood.

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Kai turned his head and greeted him back.

"Mibu Nin classmate? It is indeed a coincidence. What are you doing here too?"

"Ah, I just graduated. To celebrate, Ibiki-bro treated Dōkaku and me to a meal. Think of it as a get-together."

As he spoke, Mibu Nin pointed to the stern-faced young man with a terrifying aura behind him, and the bespectacled, scholarly-looking boy beside him.

"Hello." Morino Ibiki nodded coldly in response.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Dōkaku." Dōkaku pushed up his square glasses, his tone very calm.

"Hello. I'm Uchiha Kai, Mibu Nin's classmate. Please take care of me." Uchiha Kai politely introduced himself, a faint smile on his face.

The two who had been cold just moments ago suddenly changed their expressions upon hearing the name "Uchiha," looking somewhat... strange?

"Uh... What's wrong?" Uchiha Kai asked, confused. "Is there something on my face?"

Feeling the strange gazes of Morino Ibiki and Dōkaku, the boy was puzzled.

Are these two really hostile towards the Uchiha? There doesn't seem to be such a setting in the original story, Uchiha Kai muttered to himself, but his question was soon answered.

"No, it's not what you think, Kai-classmate." Morino Ibiki spoke first.

"It's just... it's just that the situation over there is a bit..." He gestured towards the increasingly noisy crowd, his expression becoming complicated.

"It seems like the Konoha Military Police Force members are in conflict with the villagers..."

"This is bad. I hope nothing happens." Upon hearing this, Uchiha Kai was immediately startled, a bad premonition flooding his mind.

The Uchiha can't afford any more mistakes right now. If things get serious, the rift between the two sides will only widen. The boy squeezed towards the center of the crowd, praying that things wouldn't escalate.

With a series of elbow strikes, he made several tall men blocking his way suffer greatly.

"Hey, hey, hey! If you're watching the show, don't elbow me."

"Who bumped my kidney? Can you afford to be responsible!" "Who stepped on my foot!" Such voices rose one after another.

However, in the next second, they were all drowned out by a voice only the boy could hear.

[Quest Triggered: What is called f***ing fairness]

[Quest Content: Two members of the Konoha Military Police Force bought a skewer of Three-Color Dumplings on the street. After paying, the owner claimed they only paid for one skewer when they ate two. Please break the deadlock.]

[Quest Reward: VIT × 0.1, Unwavering (Special Reward)]

A quest triggered? And this content... someone trying to frame the Uchiha Clan?

Looking at the information provided in the quest content, the boy fell into thought.

The Uchiha Clan's enforcement power is renowned throughout Konoha. Logically, no one should be looking for death for no reason, unless someone is deliberately causing trouble and wants to use this to push for a bigger event...

Not to mention that those arrogant guys in the clan never deign to argue with ordinary people. Even if there were truly malicious individuals who liked to bully the weak, they wouldn't dare to openly commit such a disgraceful act out of respect for Lord Yashiro's authority.

Moreover, to put it bluntly, a small vendor selling dumplings accusing members of the Military Police Force in the street? They must think their life is too easy and want to add some intensity.

There must be someone behind this... the boy frowned, pondering.

At this time... could it be that old dog Danzō? A thought suddenly surfaced in the boy's mind, seeming very plausible.

This old dog, who did 99.9% of the scummy things in the original story, is most likely responsible for any inexplicable bad events that happen in the Ninja World. It's definitely a trap targeting the Uchiha Clan.

Fabricating false charges against the Uchiha Clan in public, worsening the relationship between the villagers and the Uchiha Clan, and then spreading various rumors and public opinion. Wasn't the White Fang like this before he died in despair?

As the boy thought this, his mind cleared, and all the problems seemed to have an explanation.

Shimura Danzō... Just you wait. Sooner or later, I'll pluck off your ugly and hypocritical head and use it for flower arrangements, Uchiha Kai muttered inwardly.

In the distance, in the darkness of the Root organization's base, Shimura Danzō sat on his chair, listening to his subordinate report on the mission status.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a chill at the back of his head, sneezing several times in a row before recovering.

"Strange, has my body weakened to this point... Time is truly a terrifying steel blade," Shimura Danzō said with a worried expression.

"No, the research on Wood Release must yield results as soon as possible. Only by unraveling the legendary power left by the First Hokage can I experience a second spring and challenge that position..."

Shimura Danzō's figure vanished into the darkness, his withered cheeks scattered with terrifying scars and ugly wrinkles.

The streets of Konoha, amidst a crowd.

Uchiha Kai had just squeezed through the wall of people and stepped into the center of the encirclement. As soon as he arrived, he heard the man in front of him shout.

"You... why are you refusing to pay me? It's not easy for us commoners to earn money. Please, don't make things difficult for me and just pay..." the middle-aged man wailed, clearly the owner of the Three-Color Dumpling stall.

"You're talking nonsense! We paid you. My brother and I came to your shop, bought a skewer of dumplings, paid, and then left. You're falsely accusing us, what are your intentions!" Uchiha Liu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You paid, but you only paid for one skewer, yet you ate two." The owner spoke in a low voice, not daring to look either of them in the eye.

"Damn it, we only ate one skewer, so we naturally only paid for one!" Uchiha Huohuo cursed angrily, clearly infuriated.

"Waaah... Don't bully me, members of the guard, I'm just a small vendor, don't bully me..." the merchant muttered stiffly.