Konoha Villagers' Quality Rivals a Prank Show

"Hinata, Hinata, the Byakugan freak, blinking eyes, a little monster. Ugly as sin, no one loves you, crying and sobbing, trampled by all."

In the forest, three young boys surrounded a girl in white clothes, who sat curled up on the ground, mocking her.

The little girl sat silently, sobbing, her hands constantly wiping away her tears.

If he hadn't seen the original work, Akimichi Denji wouldn't have believed this scene.

Commoner children daring to bully the princess of a great ninja clan.

In his past life, this would be equivalent to a small-time capitalist's kid bullying the only child of a third-generation revolutionary elite. It was completely upside down.

The Will of Fire was still too authoritative, protecting a bunch of vermin.

But this was the norm in Konoha.

The average quality of the entire village was comparable to Family Guy; it was a pure cesspool of character.

The villagers woke up every day just to figure out who to bully.

You couldn't find a single character in this entire world with a normal childhood.

Those with fathers get bullied. Those without fathers get bullied. The weak get bullied. The big-foreheaded get bullied. The young mistress gets bullied. Orphans get bullied. Those with red hair get bullied. The fat get bullied. The handsome get bullied. The timid get bullied. The optimistic get bullied to death.

In short: I am a Konoha villager, I am weak, therefore I am right.

I am a piece of trash, therefore Konoha must protect me.

The Will of Fire must protect me.

This is the Will of Fire passed down through generations—it will never abandon the act of bullying you just because of your family status.

Orochimaru was right.

Konoha needs to hurry up and perish.

Originally just looking for a place to be quiet for a while, Akimichi Denji couldn't watch this anymore.

Hinata was scared to tears, her eyes clouded with mist as she fell to the ground.

"Shut your stinking mouths."

Denji jumped down from the tree and spoke indifferently.

Hinata looked up to see a boy around her own age.

He stared at the three boys with an expressionless face, his short, crimson hair looking as if it were burning.

Though his small face was still childish, his features were sharp and his gaze was piercing.

"Where did this geezer come from?"

"I recognize him, isn't he the new son of the Akimichi family? Akimichi Choji's brother."

"Right. I heard from my dad that he was in the Land of Rain before and only recently came to Konoha. Look at how skinny he is; everyone suspects he isn't even an Akimichi."

"So he's just some outsider, what, did you come to our Konoha to beg for food?"

The words came to an abrupt halt. One of the boys wanted to say more, but he saw a red figure already closing in.

He only felt a massive force hit his stomach, and before he knew it, he was swept off his feet and lying on the ground.

"He dares to strike back! Beat him up!"

The other two reacted, swinging their fists in retaliation.

They were a year or two older than Denji and had developed faster. For young children, a one or two-year age gap was a critical physical difference.

Usually, they relied on their size to remain undefeated among the other kids.

Akimichi Denji grinned, stepped back, let the fists graze past his face, blocked the other boy's punch with one hand, pulled him in using his momentum, and crouched down to sweep his legs.

Another one hit the ground.

"Don't come over here, I'm telling my mom!"

Denji ignored the threat, stepped forward, and punched him in the abdomen.

That was the softest part of the body, and the hardest place to spot a bruise.

The three lay on the ground, looking at Denji in fear, as if looking at some kind of monster.

Crouching down in front of the ringleader, Denji grinned, revealing sharp teeth, and patted the boy's face.

"Don't think I won't hit you just because you're lying on the ground. Take the chance while I've still got the mood and get lost."

The boy looked at those sharp teeth and fled, crying and whimpering.

Although he was young, thanks to the Akimichi bloodline, he was stronger than his peers; beating up a kindergarten or kicking an orphanage was an easy feat.

I didn't intend to engage in dimension-reduction strikes!

Akimichi Denji walked up to Hinata and reached out to pull her up: "Are you okay?"

Hyuga Hinata looked at the person in front of her in a daze, tears still hanging on her cheeks, her small mouth pouting.

Akimichi Denji raised his hand and wiped away those few tears: "Don't be afraid of the slander of petty people; the slander of petty people is nothing more than a bit of wind and frost."

Hyuga Hinata did not understand, but she vaguely felt that what he said made a lot of sense.

Although this person had red hair and sharp teeth, looking quite different from the people in the village, she felt he must be a good person.

Hinata suddenly asked out of curiosity, "What is your name?"

"Akimichi Denji."

Akimichi?

Hinata knew people from the Akimichi clan, such as Akimichi Choji, but everyone in the Akimichi clan was chubby; even Choji was a little round ball, so fat that his eyes were barely visible.

Denji was different from them; he was lean, his skin was pale from a lack of sunlight, and his eyes glinted with sharp light.

Hinata suddenly developed a strange feeling toward Denji.

"And your name is?"

The little girl with the Byakugan replied in a voice as soft as a mosquito's, "Hinata, Hyuga Hinata."

Gurgle, rumble.

An ill-timed sound rang out.

Hyuga Hinata's face flushed red, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

She was hungry.

Akimichi Denji was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and gestured for Hinata to follow him.

In the original story, Hyuga Hinata was a big eater, but he hadn't expected this to be the opening scene of their first meeting.

Fortunately, he had already received the reward.

[Wish Completed: Hinata's Trouble

Hinata is discriminated against because of her Byakugan; if possible, please help her.]

[Wish Point +1]

That's right, Akimichi Denji was a transmigrator.

He had originally been a fitness enthusiast. After two and a half years of training, he reached the limits of his physical body. With his path forward blocked, he had no choice but to borrow the power of the Nine Dragons to seek a breakthrough.

He never expected to ascend to the world of Naruto.

He transmigrated into Konoha with the Naruto Wish System, though he still didn't know what it was useful for.

He looked at the panel.

[Naruto Wish Achievement System]

[Name: Akimichi Denji]

[Aspiration Achieved: I Too Can Go]

[Physique: 6]

[Spirit: 20]

[Chakra: 0]

[Ninjutsu: None]

[Skills: None]

[Energy: 98]

[Wish Points: 1]

He wouldn't mention his physique for now; it was just the physique of a normal six-year-old child. By his estimation, the physique of a normal adult man in this world was 10.

His spirit was likely higher than an ordinary person's due to the transmigration; accordingly, Akimichi Denji felt he understood many things quite quickly.

As for energy, he gained one energy point for every meal he ate until he was full. He had been eating frantically for a month just to save up his current energy points.

After today, he would reach one hundred. He wondered what kind of changes that would bring.

It was only by chance that he saved Hinata that he obtained his first wish point.

He had tried helping villagers before, such as helping an old grandmother cross the street.

He had helped her cross back and forth several times, but he hadn't received any wish points.

It seemed these wish points could only be obtained from named characters from the original story.

As for the achieved aspiration [I Too Can Go], it seemed to be the aspiration of the original body.

The original owner was an orphan from Amegakure, and coming to Konoha had been his dream; by the time he transmigrated into this body, that dream had already been fulfilled.