"Hinata, Hinata, you Byakugan freak, blinking eyes, you little weirdo. You're so ugly nobody loves you; cry and whimper while everyone tramples you."
In the forest, three little boys surrounded a girl in white, sitting curled up on the ground, and made fun of her.
The little girl sat silently on the ground, sobbing as she wiped away her tears again and again.
If he hadn't seen the original, Akimichi Denji wouldn't have believed what he was seeing.
A civilian's child dared to bully the princess of a powerful ninja clan.
In his previous life, it would've been like a small-time capitalist bullying the only child of a high-ranking revolutionary family. The natural order had been turned on its head.
The Will of Fire was too authoritative. It protected a bunch of vermin.
But this was normal for Konoha.
The village's average level of virtue rivaled that of Family Guy. It was a genuine moral wasteland.
Every morning, the villagers woke up and immediately started plotting who to bully.
There wasn't a single character in the whole world who'd had a normal childhood.
Those with fathers got bullied. Those without fathers got bullied. The weak got bullied. People with wide foreheads got bullied. Young ladies got bullied. Orphans got bullied. Redheads got bullied. Fat people got bullied. Handsome people got bullied. The timid got bullied. The cheerful got bullied to death.
In short, I'm a Konoha villager, so I'm right because I'm weak.
I'm useless, so Konoha has to protect me.
The Will of Fire has to protect me.
That was the Will of Fire, passed down from generation to generation. It would never give up bullying you because of your family's status.
Orochimaru was right.
Konoha needed to hurry up and collapse.
He'd only come to find somewhere quiet for a while, but Akimichi Denji couldn't stand watching any longer.
Hinata had been frightened to tears. Her eyes were misty, and she'd fallen to the ground.
"Shut your filthy mouths."
Denji jumped down from the tree and spoke calmly.
Hinata looked up. It was a boy about her age.
He stared expressionlessly at the three boys. His short red hair looked as if it were burning.
His little face was still childish, but his features were handsome and his gaze sharp.
"Where'd this old geezer come from?"
"I recognize him. Aren't you the new kid from the Akimichi Clan? Akimichi Choji's older brother."
"Yeah. My dad said he used to be in the Land of Rain and only came to Konoha recently. Look how skinny he is. People even suspect he's not really from the Akimichi Clan."
"So you're some stinking outsider. Did you come to beg for food in our Konoha?"
Their words abruptly stopped. One of the boys had been about to say something else when a red figure appeared right in front of them.
He felt a tremendous force hit his stomach. The boy was swept off his feet and fell to the ground.
"He dares to hit us? Beat him up!"
The other two came to their senses and swung at him.
They were one or two years older than Denji, and their bodies had developed faster. For little kids, a year or two made a major difference in size.
Thanks to their size, they were usually invincible among the children.
Akimichi Denji grinned, pushed off and stepped back, letting one fist graze past his face. He raised his hand to block the other boy's punch, pulled him off balance, then dropped into a crouch and swept his legs out.
Another boy hit the ground.
"Don't come any closer! I'll tell my mom!"
Denji ignored the threat, stepped forward, and punched him in the stomach.
It was the softest part of the body, and bruises were hardest to spot there.
The three boys lay on the ground, looking at Denji in terror as though he were some kind of monster.
He crouched down in front of the ringleader, grinned to reveal his pointed teeth, and patted the little boy's face.
"Don't think I'll stop hitting you just because you're lying on the ground. Get up and go home while I'm still not in the mood."
The little boy stared at those pointed teeth, then ran off in tears.
Although he was young, the Akimichi bloodline made him stronger than other kids his age. It was easy for him to beat up preschoolers and kick orphans around.
I hadn't meant to pick on someone so much weaker than me!
Akimichi Denji walked over to Hinata and helped her up. "Are you okay?"
Hyuga Hinata stared at the boy in a daze. Tears still clung to her cheeks, and her little lips were pursed.
Denji raised his hand and wiped away the few tears. "Don't be afraid of petty people's insults. They're nothing but a little wind and frost."
Hinata didn't understand, but somehow she felt that what he said made a lot of sense.
Although he had red hair and pointy teeth and looked different from everyone else in the village, he seemed like a good person.
Hinata suddenly grew curious. "What's your name?"
"Akimichi Denji."
Akimichi?
Hinata knew people from the Akimichi Clan, like Akimichi Choji. But the Akimichi were all chubby. Even Choji was a little ball of fat, so fat you could barely see his eyes.
Denji was different from them. He was lean, with pale skin that seemed never to have seen the sun, and his eyes gleamed sharply.
Hinata suddenly felt something different toward Denji.
"What's your name?"
The little girl with the Byakugan answered softly, her voice as quiet as a mosquito's buzz. "Hinata. Hyuga Hinata."
Gurgle, gurgle.
An inconvenient sound rang out.
Hyuga Hinata blushed and awkwardly lowered her head.
She was hungry.
Akimichi Denji paused, then smiled helplessly and motioned for Hinata to follow him.
In the original story, Hyuga Hinata had a huge appetite, but he hadn't expected their first meeting to start like this.
Fortunately, he'd already received the reward.
[Wish fulfilled: Hinata's Troubles 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'd originally been a fitness enthusiast. After two years of training, he'd reached the limits of his body, with no way forward. Desperate to break through, he'd borrowed the Nine Dragon Power.
He hadn't expected to ascend to the world of Naruto.
He'd transmigrated straight into Konoha, bringing the Naruto Wish System with him. He still didn't know what it did.
He looked at the status panel.
[Naruto Wish Achievement System] [Name: Akimichi Denji] [Long-cherished Wish fulfilled: I Too Can Go] [Physique: 6] [Spirit: 20] [Chakra: 0] [Ninjutsu: None] [Skills: None] [Energy: 98] [Wish Points: 1]
As for his physique, it was nothing special—just that of a normal six-year-old child. By his estimate, a normal adult man in this world had a physique of 10.
His spirit was probably higher than average because of his transmigration. As a result, Akimichi Denji felt that he understood a lot of things rather quickly.
As for energy, he gained one point with every meal whenever he ate his fill. He'd been eating like crazy for a whole month and had only just saved up his current amount.
After today, he'd have a hundred. He wondered what would change.
By chance, he'd rescued Hinata and received his first Wish Point.
He'd tried helping villagers before, like helping an old lady cross the street.
He'd helped her back and forth several times, but hadn't gotten any Wish Points.
It seemed that Wish Points could only be obtained from named characters in the original story.
As for the fulfilled wish, [I Too Can Go], it seemed to have belonged to his original body.
His predecessor had been an orphan from Amegakure, and coming to Konoha had been his long-cherished wish. That wish had already been fulfilled when Denji transmigrated into his body.
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