Hinata, Stop Pretending

She suddenly felt a wave of disgust. Peh, peh, I'm not the female lead. If this newly created little guy dares confess to me in some cliché melodramatic way, I swear I'll smash him to pieces and toss him back into this so-called Character Creation Generator for a remake.

Frost continued to spread. After directly freezing the already empty grounds into an ice rink, it still did not stop, only ceasing after freezing trees and other objects beyond the area into ice sculptures.

The moment the frost stopped spreading, one foot stepped out of the generator first. Then, without the sort of lag one would see on television, a figure appeared directly before Hinata.

He was a teenage boy with flashy short white hair, refined features, pale skin, and about the same height as Hinata.

He wore an extremely eye-catching white jacket and white pants, along with, just as Hinata had expected, white sneakers. Not bad, kid. You're already the brightest guy here.

Still, she could not help but complain. The system really was flashy. What was it trying to do by dressing him like this? It might have worked in a modern urban world, but why pull something like this in the world of Naruto?

Before she had even said a word to the little guy she had personally created, she had already decided that she would make him change out of those clothes later.

She suddenly thought of a very important question and asked, "System, do the characters you create know about your existence?"

The system replied, "No. All created characters share the host's common knowledge and memories, excluding the system."

For some reason, Hinata let out a long breath.

After stepping out of the Character Creation Generator, the boy seemed somewhat dull-witted. He stood quietly in place like a statue, his blue eyes unfocused.

Hinata spoke to the system in her mind. System, system, come out. There's something wrong with your product. Why isn't he moving? Don't tell me some evil wizard cursed him.

The system fell silent for a moment. "Please wait a moment, host. He is organizing the information in his mind."

"A reminder, host: once a character generated by the Character Creation Generator enters this world, he is no longer a virtual character."

"And he already has a name of his own: Mizuki Rei."

Hinata was a little dumbfounded by the system's lecture. Why was it still treating him like a virtual character? I was joking with you, okay? Can't you have a little sense of humor, System?

Mizuki Rei's unfocused pupils regained their clarity. He blinked, easing the soreness in his eyelids from having remained still for so long.

When his consciousness fully returned, his gaze fell upon the person not far away: long dark-blue hair, a brown training outfit, a lovely face, and those especially striking eyes.

His mind still seemed a little sluggish. The person before him felt very familiar, yet he could not remember why.

But after only a short while, Hinata saw Mizuki Rei walk directly toward her. She looked interested, wondering what their conversation would be like.

After arriving beside Hinata, Mizuki Rei remained calm and gave a slight bow. "Lady Hinata."

After sorting through all the memories concerning Hinata in his mind, Mizuki Rei had also made sense of everything.

In his memories, Hinata had created him and granted him intelligence, allowing him to become a person. Although there were still many things he did not understand, that did not affect the obsession deep in his heart: to obey all of Hinata's arrangements.

Hinata nodded. "Very good. You know everything about the ninja world, right?"

Mizuki Rei replied coldly, "I do."

Hinata said, "Good. I'll give you some money later. Go out and change that outfit. This style of clothing doesn't suit the world of Naruto."

Mizuki Rei nodded to show that he understood. Hinata felt a headache coming on. This was her first time encountering a situation like this, and she had no idea what else she could say. Then she remembered Mizuki Rei's specially added icy personality.

The instant he opened his mouth, she knew their next conversation might turn awkward. Sure enough, it was exactly as she had expected.

So what should she say next? Hinata grew a little anxious. She seemed to be somewhat too nervous as well.

I can't just toss him a few bills and leave him alone, can I? That won't do. These are achievements I painstakingly saved up.