This is You Delivering Yourself to My Doorstep!

"Torifu, you're okay! Thank goodness!"

Chirori's eyes were brimming with tears. If Torifu had really met with any mishap, not only would the village hold her responsible, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself either.

Torifu emerged entirely from the mirror, landing steadily on the ground as the Crystal Mirror in midair shattered into countless fragments and vanished.

He walked over to Chirori and comforted her: "Don't cry, see? I'm perfectly fine."

Chirori quickly wiped her eyes with her hand, her cheeks flushing slightly: "Who was crying? I just got smoke in my eyes."

Torifu gave a faint smile and didn't keep teasing her. He didn't seem particularly surprised by the ambush just now.

In fact, Torifu had felt something off about this place from the very start—an indescribable sense that something was wrong—so he'd been on guard the whole time.

He never expected someone would actually dare to strike within the village.

By now, Chirori had also composed herself, growing calm. The enemy might still be lurking in the shadows, ready to attack again; this wasn't the time for chatting.

Chirori swept the forest with her Sharingan, leaving no corner unchecked, but still found nothing.

Torifu patted Chirori on the shoulder: "Relax, Chirori. That person is gone."

Yes, Torifu was certain the ambusher in the shadows had left, because he could no longer sense that unsettling feeling.

Chirori glanced back at Torifu, and seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, she let herself relax.

Thinking it over, she realized no one would joke about their own safety.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on sparring, none of this would have happened."

Chirori was filled with self-blame. If not for Torifu's powerful jutsu, he might already be dead.

"Don't blame yourself. Someone wants me dead. Even if you hadn't invited me to spar, they would have ambushed me somewhere else."

Hearing Torifu's words, Chirori felt a little better, but she was still furious—not just because Torifu was ambushed, but because it ruined their sparring match.

Even though she now understood the gap between her and Torifu, she was still seething.

"Torifu, do you know who ambushed you?"

Chirori had a suspect in mind, but she wanted to confirm if it matched Torifu's thoughts.

Torifu shrugged helplessly: "Uchiha Setsuna. Who else could it be?"

"His younger brother is dying, so naturally he wants to take it out on me."

Chirori had thought the same. Earlier, she'd warned Torifu to watch out for Uchiha Setsuna. She hadn't expected him to show up so soon—and only dare to attack from the shadows!

Chirori gritted her teeth in anger: "That damned Setsuna, striking from the shadows for a sure kill, and we have no proof!"

"Don't worry. He won't only come this once. When he sees me unharmed tomorrow, he'll definitely strike again."

Chirori nodded. After all, she knew the Uchiha Clan's temperament better than anyone.

And an extremist like Setsuna was ruthless and vengeful to the core!

"I'll go home tonight and tell my brother. Let him be on guard against Uchiha Setsuna too."

Torifu thought it over. He believed Kagami Uchiha's strength was more than enough to handle Uchiha Setsuna. Though Setsuna was quite powerful and talented, he still fell short compared to Kagami.

Still, a younger sister worrying about her brother and kindly warning him—there was no need for Torifu to play the know-it-all and lecture Chirori. That was their sibling business.

Seeing the lights in Konoha growing dimmer, Torifu reminded her: "We should head back soon. Once it's fully dark, it'll be troublesome."

Chirori acknowledged him. Though the darkness didn't affect her Sharingan, it would be a bit inconvenient for Torifu. Still, she didn't mind seeing him home.

Lost in her own tangled thoughts, she suddenly spaced out.

Seeing Chirori staring blankly, lost in thought, Torifu waved a hand in front of her eyes, but she didn't notice.

Finally, Torifu patted her shoulder, snapping her back to reality.

"What are you thinking about, so seriously?" Torifu teased.

Chirori's face flushed bright red, and she stammered: "Nothing. Let's head down the mountain quickly."

With that, she hurried off in a fluster, leaving Torifu scratching his head in confusion.

On the way down the mountain, Chirori kept trying to calm herself down. Tonight had been a complete loss of composure!

Chirori's pace quickened, and Torifu had to speed up to keep up with her. They made their way back to the village like that.

"Torifu, I'll head home now. Be careful on the way."

"Yeah, see you. Don't worry, we're in the village. It's safe."

After saying their goodbyes, they parted ways and went home.

Once Chirori was gone, Torifu's expression gradually darkened. Being ambushed today had left him thoroughly annoyed!

He had simply planned to live a peaceful life in Konoha, enjoying his time in this Other World.

But no—some random extra just had to charge in, act tough, get beaten, and then call for backup!

"Sigh, sometimes you don't provoke others, but they come provoking you."

Torifu shook his head helplessly and continued walking home. The village lights were already faint now, with only a few houses still lit.

Back at home, Torifu took off his clothes. Because of the fight, they were covered in dust.

His white hair had taken on a grayish tint under the light.

"Time for a bath."

After filling the tub, Torifu lay down in it. The fight just now, though handled with ease, had still left him feeling somewhat tired.

Soaking comfortably in the bath made Torifu feel much better, but the moment he remembered he had to follow his master for taijutsu training tomorrow, an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart.

Simply put, his master's training was just too brutal.

But in truth, it wasn't that Hashirama was being overly strict—it was just that there was very little he could teach Torifu in terms of ninjutsu.

And to ensure Torifu's ninjutsu and taijutsu developed in a balanced way, Hashirama had no choice but to use this method to rapidly improve Torifu's taijutsu level.

Torifu buried his mouth in the water, blowing bubbles glug-glug to lift his spirits. In his past life, whenever he was in a bad mood, he would do the same thing.

[Ding—Chaos Event triggered. Due to Kyō Uchiha accidentally being brought to the brink of death during a spar with the host, Uchiha Setsuna has resolved to avenge his younger brother.]

"Oh crap!"

Torifu, still blowing bubbles in the water, immediately shouted out loud, but it only resulted in an even bigger bubble in the water—and he ended up choking.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

The only thought running through Torifu's mind right now was that today was absolutely cursed!

First he got ambushed, and now he was choking on water. That mouthful of water went straight into his lungs, nearly drowning him.

But there was a silver lining.

Just as he was worrying about not having enough Calmness Points, someone came to deliver.

Though he wasn't sure why taking revenge on him counted as a Chaos Event—was it because he was the Hokage's disciple?

Regardless, Uchiha Setsuna was no pushover. He was a standout among the Uchiha Clan, nothing like that mediocre Kumogakure ninja from before.

"Heh, since this brother-obsessed fool is delivering himself to my doorstep, I'll gladly take him in!"