I'm a Delinquent!

The next day, Kanna rose early as usual. After washing up and eating, he practiced the Water Body Flicker, then performed the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms on the rooftop several times. By the time he had fully warmed up his body, it was already noon.

During this time, Kanna had begun to accept the food in Kirigakure. In his previous life, he disliked fish because he found deboning them to be a hassle. But now, it was different; he didn't need to worry about fish bones at all. He would swallow them whole along with the meat, and the bones would naturally be digested by the power of his Shikotsumyaku. Thus, he had slowly begun to appreciate the delicacies of the sea.

Ordering a few seafood dishes and rice balls, Kanna began to idly listen to the conversations of those around him out of boredom.

"The child from the Umi family actually got first place."

"A major merchant from the Land of Fire arrived in Kirigakure yesterday. It seems there will be new goods in the village soon."

"I heard a fisherman outside the village encountered a rare, giant fish while out at sea; it even capsized their boat."

There were far more commoners eating here than ninjas, so the things he heard were just boring gossip. However, Kanna was quite interested, sipping his drink while waiting for his meal.

Just then, a snippet of conversation suddenly drifted over.

"Big news! Three Chunin were actually killed!"

"That's right, I heard the culprit didn't even flee; they actually waited on the spot for the Security Force to arrive!"

"I heard it was a Genin who just finished the Chunin Exams, someone named Ringo Ameyuri."

"Hmm?" Kanna's attention sharpened instantly. He had just crossed paths with her yesterday, and today something happened? And she killed three Chunin?

Although Kanna didn't have a good impression of Ringo Ameyuri, he didn't think she was an idiot who would pointlessly provoke three Chunin and kill them. So, had something happened that he wasn't aware of?

After a while, the food was served. Just as Kanna was about to eat, he suddenly noticed that the waiter opposite him hadn't left, but had sat down quite calmly!

Taking a closer look, Kanna realized something was wrong. This was definitely no waiter, but a real ninja—a ninja with a stern expression wearing a uniform!

Behind him was another companion, dressed exactly the same. Kanna recognized this uniform; it was the Kirigakure Security Force.

"Looking for me? What for?" Kanna remained calm, picking up a piece of fish and putting it into his mouth.

"A murder occurred last night," the Security Force ninja sitting opposite him said expressionlessly. "Our Security Force has accepted the task of investigating. According to witnesses, you and the culprit, Ringo Ameyuri, had a conflict yesterday at noon. Therefore, according to regulations, we need to verify this and collect some information."

Kanna frowned and said, "Then ask away."

"Thank you for your cooperation," the Security Force ninja said. "Let me introduce myself first. I am Maki of the Security Force, and this is my teammate, Takeshita Izumi. If you need to verify our identities, we can present the relevant documents."

"No need," Kanna waved his hand. "Make it quick."

"Very well." Maki looked at Takeshita Izumi, who understood and pulled out a notebook, pen ready.

"First question: according to our investigation, you did not know Ringo Ameyuri before. So, why did you have a conflict with her?"

"It wasn't really a conflict. We just met for the first time and weren't familiar with each other, so perhaps there was some issue with our communication," Kanna thought for a moment and said.

This was the truth. In Kanna's view, he and Ringo Ameyuri just didn't see eye to eye—or rather, it was Kanna unilaterally looking down on her. It was nothing major.

"Then, the second question: last night, according to the Assistant to the Mizukage himself, you didn't return home until midnight because you were out training. Is there anyone who can verify this?"

Kanna was slightly startled. How did this matter involve his father?

It was just a murder case; it might be a big deal to commoners, but involving the Assistant to the Mizukage was too absurd, wasn't it?

Kanna was no child; he keenly sensed that this matter was not simple.

"So? What are you trying to say?" Kanna said coldly.

"Nothing. You can choose not to answer, but we will report your behavior. That is also the rule," Maki said indifferently. "If you choose not to answer, shall we proceed to the next question?"

"No one can verify it. I don't like people watching when I train!" Kanna sneered. "Next question, ask it."

"Very well, the third question," Maki continued. "A student of the Kirigakure Jonin Shiro Kamimizu was killed by Ringo Ameyuri during the Chunin Exams. Yet, the next day, she encountered you. What is your relationship with him?"

"No relationship. We just met," Kanna answered quickly.

"Then, as a Genin, why did you get acquainted with a Jonin? Was it through your father's connections?" Maki asked again.

"Wait a minute!" Kanna slammed his chopsticks onto the table, then picked up a napkin and slowly wiped his lips before saying leisurely, "I remember that when Security Force personnel conduct routine questioning, they can ask at most three questions, right? Now that the three questions are finished, you can leave. As for our conversation, you can report it up; I have no objections, and there is no need to change anything."

Maki paused slightly. He really hadn't expected a Genin like Kanna to be so pedantic about this.

It was true that the regulations stated as much, because intelligence gathering actually fell under the purview of the Intelligence Department. The Security Force didn't have that much authority; at most, they could only ask three questions.

Maki smiled slightly and argued, "The regulations say so, but there are also provisions that in special circumstances, this limit can be exceeded. Please do not evade; answer my question directly."

"Special circumstances? Fine! Come on! Show me the relevant authorization!" Kanna hadn't even cooled off from yesterday, and now a bunch of people had come to provoke him. He was already feeling incredibly suppressed and had no intention of giving them a pleasant look.

This left Maki and his companion in an awkward position. In any village, the Security Force was an agency without much real power. The powers they did have were shared by other departments, which held much greater authority. For instance, regarding intelligence questioning, if the Intelligence Department came to find you and you dared not answer, they could detain you directly. But did the Security Force dare?

At this moment, Takeshita Izumi, who had been taking notes, stopped his pen and said coldly, "As a Genin of Kirigakure, is this the attitude you take when speaking to a superior ninja? Have you forgotten the ninja rules taught to you at the academy?"

Kanna's expression darkened. With a grim face, he slowly stood up and said word by word, "Good! Very good! But even if you say that, the village's rules are supreme. You don't need to lecture me about the academy; I graduated long ago, and the academy has no authority over me! Neither of you is my superior, nor my elder, and you have no right to manage me! If you're not satisfied, find your superiors to come and talk to me!"

Bang! As soon as Kanna finished speaking, Takeshita Izumi slammed his palm onto the table, causing the dishes and jars to topple over, spilling juices all over the table.

A bit of soup splashed onto Aoki's clothes. He frowned but didn't speak.

Takeshita Izumi narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Are you saying you won't cooperate with the work of the Security Force? Very well! I now announce that you are suspected of being involved in the Ringo Ameyuri case, so you are forbidden from leaving the village. We will find someone to talk to you. As for the specific authorization documents, you will see them one by one when you come to our headquarters!"

At this point, Kanna was no longer angry. He was almost certain that there was definitely an inside story to this; he was just a person caught in the crossfire. When gods fight, mortals suffer. Thinking of his identity, if others wanted to deal with him, they couldn't ignore the Assistant to the Mizukage. The two guys opposite him certainly knew his identity, so were they aiming for Kanna Tokiomi?

"Let's go!" Aoki smiled slightly and reached out, preparing to grab a napkin to wipe his clothes, but at that moment, Kanna suddenly laughed out loud.

"Gentlemen, what's the rush?"

Slap! With one hand pressed down, Kanna pinned Aoki's hand directly onto the table, locking it tight.

Aoki struggled instinctively, but finding it futile, he shouted in a mix of shock and fury, "What are you doing!"

"Nothing much, though I suddenly feel that you two are a bit of an eyesore," Kanna said, putting on a troubled expression. "Sigh, it can't be helped. After all, who told me I'm only eleven? If an eleven-year-old boy doesn't consider the consequences of his actions, well, that's exactly what the Juvenile Reformatory is for, isn't it?"

Aoki and Takeshita Izumi's pupils constricted, their hearts filled with uncertainty and alarm.

Ninjas were a combat profession by nature, and brawls were a common occurrence. Children, in particular, were prone to acting on impulse, which was why the Five Great Ninja Villages had all established Juvenile Reformatories specifically to punish those under thirteen who violated the rules.

How were they punished? Facing the wall! Copying the rules a certain number of times! Completing a set number of D-rank missions without pay! And so on. As long as it wasn't murder or arson, the punishment would never be too severe.

"You said it yourselves just now: our conversation is over, so we have nothing to do with each other anymore, right?" Kanna's expression gradually turned cold. "Brawling results in three days of detention, causing minor injuries leads to a month of labor, and as for serious injuries... heh, don't worry, I'm not that heartless. I'll be sure to call the medical department to treat you two."

"How utterly baffling! Any random thing thinks it can bully me! This is quite embarrassing for a delinquent like me; you should know, I am the boss of Hanai Street!"

After casually fabricating a delinquent identity for himself, Kanna clamped his mouth shut. The next moment, he grabbed the chopsticks at his side, aimed them at the back of Aoki's hand, and drove them straight down!