He tui!

The scroll unfurled, the pitch-black jutsu formulas inscribed upon it coming into view.

"Nine-Faced Svaha, a forbidden jutsu based on the Nine-Faced Fox that commands summoning beasts with various abilities—is this the forbidden summoning technique used by Menma?"

Hanazuki sat cross-legged on the pale blue water. Given the settings within the Limited Tsukuyomi Ninja World Sign-in System, this move was enough for him to cut a path through the battlefield, provided he didn't run into any particularly troublesome opponents.

In reality, among the abilities of the Nine-Faced Beasts, only the binding Nanto Sage and Hokuto Sage, along with the Reaper capable of shaving away chakra, were worth noting; the rest were largely unremarkable.

"Hey, brat, did you get something wrong? The reason Nine-Faced Svaha is classified as a forbidden jutsu is because it possesses infinite possibilities."

"Think about it carefully: as long as you inject more powerful chakra into each Nine-Faced Beast and replace them with stronger materials and summoning beasts, the power of Nine-Faced Svaha will only grow."

Perhaps because it was satisfied with its meal, the Black Nine-Tails lay lazily in a nest constructed of weeds, speaking without even lifting its eyelids.

"Indeed, this doesn't describe the construction materials or the summoning beasts for Nine-Faced Svaha, which means using an entire Tailed Beast is also possible."

Shifting his gaze, he looked back at the Limited Tsukuyomi Ninja World Sign-in System, unable to suppress a sense of anticipation.

If yesterday's first sign-in gifted me the Black Nine-Tails, shouldn't today's grant me a Rinnegan? I wouldn't even complain if it were just a One-Tail...

He checked in with high expectations, and the reward that should have appeared in his hand descended from the sky, landing right on top of Hanazuki's head.

[Daily sign-in successful. You have obtained Tsunade's intimate bra...]

The garment, filled with a young girl's sentiment and faintly retaining her warmth, made Hanazuki's brow furrow, before he became instantly enraged.

"No! What is this? Is this some kind of fraud? Not only is the person wrong, but Tsunade doesn't even... cough, cough, cough."

"Wait, because this is the Limited Tsukuyomi, is the situation reversed? Does that mean the Tsunade over there is..."

"Hahahaha! Brat, are you craving women now? To think you'd specifically use dojutsu to generate something like this, hahahaha!"

The Black Nine-Tails was laughing so hard its chest was heaving against its back, its massive claws slapping up countless waves. Hanazuki's mouth twitched, and his figure vanished from the spot.

"Mind your own business, you Orange Pig."

"You stinking brat, are you looking for a fight!"

After waiting a long time for a response, the Black Nine-Tails clicked its tongue and went back to sleep in its nest.

The next morning, at the gates of Konoha Village, the Third Hokage conducted his pre-battle mobilization as usual.

A group of village ninjas about to head to the battlefield between the Cloud Ninja and Konoha gathered together, with Hanazuki, Anko, and the others waiting in a corner on the periphery.

Sarutobi Hiruzen was dressed in his full Hokage regalia, his fingers rubbing his pipe. Though his face was aged, there wasn't a single strand of gray in his beard or hair.

As wisps of smoke curled around him, he looked around, and upon seeing those young faces, he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

"War is always detestable, which is why the successive Hokage have dedicated themselves to finding a path to peace, constantly seeking harmony with the surrounding nations."

"But now, in the midst of war, I have no choice but to send you onto the battlefield; it is truly a helpless situation."

"Where the leaves dance, the fire burns on... the light of the fire will drive away the darkness of the village, and the new buds of Konoha will grow into towering trees once more..."

Crisp applause echoed, the tone inevitably tinged with disdain. To speak of the Will of Fire while sending children—who were still mere buds—to the battlefield; such hypocrisy was truly something else.

"As expected of Lord Hokage, your literary talent is truly excellent! When will we be able to learn such profound wisdom from books?"

The ninjas about to be deployed subconsciously turned back to look. They saw the figure on the edge, who could barely be considered a youth, turn his head away and spit.

"He tui! Sorry, my throat has been a bit itchy lately, I might need to go to the hospital to get it checked."

"Uchiha Hanazuki, are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"

Mitokado Homura, a Hokage advisor, glared at him. Some ninjas looked at the innocent-looking Hanazuki, their eyes turning a few degrees colder.

"Forget it, Homura. If it's a cold, you must take good care of your health. Do you need me to accompany you to the hospital?"

A gentle, kind voice came to Hanazuki's rescue. Looking back, the tolerant, warm smile and the striking yellow hair made Hanazuki narrow his eyes.

The future Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato, known as the 'Yellow Flash', is it?

While Hanazuki was stunned, the Limited Tsukuyomi Ninja World Sign-in System, which hadn't been used yet due to yesterday's underwear incident, popped up again to make its presence known.

[You have come into contact with an existence opposite to the Limited Tsukuyomi Ninja World characters. Character sign-in enabled!]

[Character sign-in: Namikaze Minato]

[Abilities possessed: Sage Mode (Mount Myoboku version), Rasengan, Flying Thunder God Technique...]

[Randomly drawing... Sign-in successful. Today you have obtained the Flying Thunder God Technique!]

Huh? There's a master here?

Hanazuki's expression was one of surprise, shifting from shock to confusion, then to delight and contemplation, before finally returning to normal.

This face-changing technique, comparable to those from an ancient and mysterious land, lasted less than a second, leaving the Namikaze Minato before him stunned.

He had thought the beginner's protection period only lasted one day; he hadn't expected there to be an even more formidable existence. Could he also sign in characters opposite to those in the Limited Tsukuyomi?

A surprise that came so suddenly was naturally cause for ecstasy, but unfortunately, they were in the public eye, so Hanazuki had to use his excellent face-changing skills to mask his delight.

In reality, Uchiha Hanazuki had once felt inferior about his own talent, simply because he was still some distance away from true geniuses. After all, his Mangekyou Sharingan was essentially a consumable magic card.

Immersed in his own world, Hanazuki did not notice the fleeting, deep look in the eyes of the two Hokage advisors.

Openly opposing the Will of Fire—as expected of the successor to the evil Uchiha clan, we cannot let our guard down.

"With that, I wish you all great success in battle. For the sake of the buds that have yet to grow, let us go."

Sarutobi Hiruzen turned and left, while the two Hokage advisors quietly raised their guard and chose to depart as well.

"Are you alright? Should we go to the hospital?"

Anko's expression was filled with worry; the girl who was usually hot-headed and impulsive now revealed a deep sense of concern.

Yugao Uzuki, a new teammate they had only become familiar with yesterday, also looked worried. They were about to head to the battlefield, and if a comrade faltered at a critical moment, it would likely cost her own life as well.

"It's nothing, I just need a rest. So, are we heading to the battlefield now? If we aren't careful, we'll lose our lives."

"If you're afraid of death, then don't be a ninja. If you don't have the resolve to sacrifice your life to complete a mission, then take off your forehead protector, you coward."

Gaze after gaze of contempt was cast toward Hua Yue. The expressions varied, but most were filled with mockery and hostility, coming primarily from fellow graduates of the same age.

Turning his head, Hua Yue saw a silver-haired, stoic boy slightly taller than himself, causing a smirk to tug at the corners of Hua Yue's mouth.

"Could this be the legendary genius graduate of the Ninja Academy, Senior Kakashi?"