You Actually Went Behind My Back and Did Something Indecent

Boom!

After a deafening explosion, a huge crater had been blasted into the Kusa Ninja camp.

Hidden in a tree, Aragaki Yasushi watched with shining eyes.

This Energy Scroll was pretty powerful!

It was much stronger than he'd expected. What a great find.

As the smoke cleared, half of the four Kusa Ninja were gone.

Two had been blasted into the air on the spot, leaving behind little more than scraps.

From their clothes, the other two looked like ordinary Genin, probably fresh to the battlefield.

One of them was at least well-trained. He frantically drew a Kunai and warily stared toward the direction the light had come from.

The other was useless. He was so terrified that he turned and ran, as if he wished he had two more legs.

"Jiro!"

The one on guard shouted frantically, his voice cracking.

Watching from the tree, Aragaki Yasushi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Buddy, was your teammate here just to feed the enemy kills?

He hadn't even seen the enemy, yet he'd turned to run, exposing his back. That was just asking to die.

The next second, there was a soft thud. The Kusa Ninja called Jiro was run through by a huge, sickle-shaped foreleg and died on the spot.

By then, Aragaki Yasushi had already transformed from a Paper Cricket into a giant paper mantis, twice the height of a person. He stood behind Jiro,

slowly pulling his foreleg from Jiro's back. He let the blood stain it red, then leisurely turned toward the remaining Kusa Ninja, his eyes full of amusement.

The Kusa Ninja instantly broke into a cold sweat. Sweat trickled down his pants, and his legs shook like a sieve.

W-what kind of secret technique was this?

Which village did this ninja belong to?

Konoha? Iwagakure?

He'd never heard of a secret technique like this.

Was the enemy a Chunin? An elite?

Aragaki Yasushi didn't give the Kusa Ninja much time to think. With a flash, he appeared behind him.

Crack!

The Kusa Ninja was cut in half at the waist, blood spurting everywhere. The cut was so clean it looked as if it had been measured with a ruler.

Aragaki Yasushi proudly swung his foreleg.

Even made of paper, it could cut through iron like mud!

There was one small drawback, though. His sickle-like foreleg wasn't very sturdy. A sharp blade could easily slice through it, so he couldn't clash head-on with an enemy.

But that didn't mean Aragaki Yasushi's Paper Person body was weak.

He could fold a thick paper shield for defense. Compared with an ordinary body of flesh and blood, it was far more dependable.

Of course, Aragaki Yasushi knew his limits.

That was only true of an ordinary body of flesh and blood.

There were plenty of hulking brutes in the Naruto World, with bodies so powerful they were nothing like an ordinary person's.

No matter how tough his paper body was, it couldn't withstand one of their punches.

What gave Aragaki Yasushi the biggest headache was still his weakness: his Paper Person body was vulnerable to Flame.

There was no helping it. At the end of the day, he was made of paper, and paper naturally feared fire.

It was practically a fatal flaw.

If he could draw a Horse Talisman or Dog Talisman, he wouldn't have to worry about it.

After dealing with the four Kusa Ninja, Aragaki Yasushi returned to human form and crouched down to search for loot.

As it turned out, these Kusa Ninja were pretty poor. He found only a few packs of soldier pills and some Kunai and Shuriken—not even a single Ninja Blade.

Aragaki Yasushi couldn't help grumbling, "Why are the Kusa Ninja so broke? They're poorer than I was right after graduation. What a waste of time."

He grumbled, but still carefully erased every trace of the battle so he wouldn't attract any other enemies.

Once he'd finished, Aragaki Yasushi folded himself into a small Paper Cricket again and hopped around, checking the area.

When Aragaki Yasushi returned to camp, he saw Yuhi Kurenai had started a campfire. A small pot sat over it, with something cooking inside.

When he got closer, he saw it was full of mushrooms she'd picked nearby.

Soldier pills were only good for when they were on a mission with no time to eat. They were like chewing on wax. A hot bowl of mushroom soup was much better than gnawing on dry soldier pills.

Though if the mushrooms were poisonous, he'd be lying flat in a coffin.

"Yasushi, you're back."

Yuhi Kurenai heard his footsteps and looked up. A faint smile appeared on her face, and she visibly relaxed.

After all, they were on a battlefield. When a comrade went out to patrol or hunt for food, he could run into the enemy at any moment and never come back.

Aragaki Yasushi nodded. "I found four Kusa Ninja nearby and dealt with them. I cleaned up the traces, too."

"You're not hurt, are you?"

At that, Yuhi Kurenai hurried to her feet and took a few steps toward him, then stopped. She only looked him over, concern plain in her eyes.

"I'm fine."

Aragaki Yasushi waved a hand and smiled. "My Origami technique lets me ignore minor injuries. Ordinary attacks can't hurt me at all, unless I run into Fire Release."

Then he glanced around the camp. Asuma was nowhere to be seen, and Aragaki Yasushi frowned. "Asuma still isn't back?"

Asuma had been gone hunting for quite a while.

In the original story, Asuma lived until the main character appeared. But with a transmigrator like Aragaki Yasushi mixed in, who knew if the plot would go off course?

The butterfly effect was nothing to joke about.

Even though Asuma was currently the Sarutobi Clan's young heir, it wasn't impossible for him to die in the Third Shinobi World War.

After all, Nawaki, the true heir of the Senju Clan, had still been blown to pieces by an Explosive Tag, hadn't he?

Just then, an angry voice came from the woods. "Damn it! What are you two whispering about? Were you secretly dating behind my back?"

Aragaki Yasushi and Yuhi Kurenai turned around. Asuma came panting toward them with a wild boar slung over his back, a boar bigger and sturdier than he was.

The boar was nearly half his height, and it had a lot of meat on it.

At his words, Yuhi Kurenai's cheeks turned red. She darted a glance at Aragaki Yasushi, her eyes shifting away, and even the tips of her ears flushed pink. She stood there at a loss, unable to say a word.

Normally, Aragaki Yasushi would have fired back and left Asuma speechless.

But this time, Aragaki Yasushi's face turned serious in an instant. His sharp gaze swept over the woods behind Asuma. "You idiot! Did that boar knock some sense out of you? You didn't even notice you were being followed, and you're still standing here shouting!"

"What? I was being followed?"

Asuma looked startled and scrambled to turn around.

Aragaki Yasushi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Good thing he was here to cover for him. Otherwise, the Sarutobi Clan's young heir would be meeting his end in this little patch of woods in the Land of Grass today.

Before Asuma could turn around, a blinding green beam shot from in front of Aragaki Yasushi, straight into the woods behind him.

With a deafening boom, a whole swath of trees was blasted into the air.

One unlucky Kusa Ninja went flying with them and died on the spot, without even a chance to scream. He was practically the fastest one to get sent to the afterlife.

Then three Kusa Ninja emerged from different parts of the woods like buffoons, shouting as they charged toward the three of them.

The Kusa Ninja in front gripped a Ninja Blade and made a beeline for Asuma.

He looked ready to slice Asuma and the wild boar on his back clean in half.