I Write Naruto in Fairy Tail

A week later, Aibo brought his latest work to Levy's house.

"Naruto... ninja? Did you write this yourself, Aibo?"

Levy picked up the notebook whose cover read Naruto—The Legendary Tale of an Eastern Sorcerer, her face full of surprise.

"Yes, just a little experiment. Could you big sisters see whether it can be submitted to a newspaper?"

"Little Aibo is this amazing!? I was wondering what you'd been hiding away and scribbling by yourself lately. You're actually writing a novel? Let me see!"

Cana was equally shocked. She leaned in beside Levy and began reading.

"I wrote a fantasy story about the mysterious East of the continent. Of course, I don't know much about what it's really like over there, so it's all fictional. I've only written ten chapters so far. Do you think anyone will like it?"

"Don't worry, your big sisters will give it a serious review!"

Levy and Cana had been smiling at first, but the farther they read, the more serious they became. In the end, the room fell silent, with only the sound of pages turning.

Half an hour later, Levy and Cana suddenly sat upright and pinned Aibo between them from either side.

"What happens next? What happens next!? I want to read the rest! Did Naruto and Sasuke pass Kakashi-sensei's test!?"

"It's super interesting, isn't it!? Little brother, are you some kind of genius!?"

Once Levy started talking, she could barely stop.

"Aibo, your setting is so interesting! Hundreds of years ago, the Eastern magical world was ravaged by endless war. Sorcerer guilds organized around clans fought one another, resulting in countless deaths and injuries. Later, two powerful Saint Sorcerers joined forces and brought an end to that chaotic era.

"To eliminate the influence sorcerers had on ordinary people, the Saint Sorcerers decided to abandon the name 'sorcerer,' become shadows, and call themselves 'ninjas,' hiding behind the scenes. Each country was left with only one guild—ah, no, a ninja village—and the ninja villages would collectively assign all commissions..."

"Wow! It's unbelievable that these are the wild ideas of a six-year-old!"

"Is that all you care about, Levy? I just want to know what happens next! Little Aibo, hurry up and spoil it for me!"

Seeing their reactions, Aibo felt reassured. It seemed people in this world were quite receptive to new things. His effort in adapting it had not gone to waste.

Come to think of it, he had gained quite a lot this week.

[Text Magic LV1, 987/10000]

This week, Aibo had focused on mastering Text Magic without using Inspiration Points. However, LV1 Text Magic did not have much offensive power.

At LV1, Text Magic allowed Aibo to inject magic power into his writing, making the words he wrote appear visibly. Other than that, it had no further effects.

But that did not mean it was useless. On the contrary, this magic was immensely useful.

After obtaining [Text Magic LV1], Aibo's overall understanding of magic had improved greatly. He could clearly feel that he was gaining experience faster when learning other kinds of magic.

Previously, Aibo could gain fewer than 300 experience points from studying Fire Magic for a day. Now, with the same amount of time, he could gain nearly 500.

His Fire Magic progress had now reached [Fire Magic LV0, 888/1000]. He would master it soon.

Text Magic was basically like giving himself an "EXP Gain Up↑" buff. That effect alone was more useful than learning a dozen other spells.

In addition, Aibo had also been learning Solid Script Magic from Levy, and something interesting had happened.

The skills on his system panel had appeared side by side.

[Text Magic LV1, 987/10000], [Solid Script Magic LV0, 36/1000]

Solid Script Magic appeared after Text Magic instead of on a new line.

Maybe it was because the two types of magic belonged to the same category? Aibo had not figured it out yet.

Furthermore, the experience bar for Solid Script Magic rose very slowly. It was much harder to improve than ordinary magic.

But grinding Text Magic experience was incredibly easy. He only needed to keep injecting magic power while writing his novel.

In just these few days, he had gained nearly a thousand experience points. If he worked a little harder, he could probably reach LV2 in two or three weeks.

His earlier guess had been correct. He could practice magic while making money at the same time.

That exciting discovery had even given Aibo nearly a thousand Inspiration Points.

The feeling of using one foot to step on the other and fly into the sky was just too satisfying.

Now, as long as he confirmed that the books he copied could make money, Aibo could practically lie back and take it easy.

"Don't get ahead of yourselves. Do you think this draft still needs improvement? If I submit it, can I get paid?"

Cana gave him a thumbs-up.

"No problem at all! I'm already a fan of your book, Aibo! Do you have any more manuscripts!?"

"I also think it's wonderfully written! Little brother, your writing style and word choice are simple, but the story itself is charming enough to cover those shortcomings.

"Ummm, I can offer some suggestions about the wording and grammar in certain places, but I think it would be completely fine to submit it as it is."

Levy was right. Aibo had only learned this world's language recently. Although the common language here was very similar to English, there were still many differences.

When writing, he naturally used the simplest and easiest sentence structures. Besides, this was a novel adapted from a manga. As for literary style... well, it was at an elementary school level. It fit the character setting.

"Then where do you think I should submit it?"

"Sorcerer Weekly Sorara?"

"The Fiore Kingdom Daily would be better. Sorcerer Weekly's audience consists only of sorcerers."

"All right, Levy is right."

After thinking for a moment, Levy added, "Oh, right. It would be best to have your guild master handle this matter."

"Why?"

"Guild Master Makarov is one of the Ten Saint Sorcerers, after all. He has a high status in this country. If he steps in, he should be able to secure more benefits for Aibo."

"Submitting to a newspaper now is only for serialization. You'll definitely publish it as a book later. If you don't negotiate properly, the newspaper might publish it themselves. That would be a huge loss."

"Wow, Levy, you know so much!"

"Hehe, my family runs a bookstore, after all. I've heard plenty of similar newspaper scandals."

Aibo nodded. He was just a little brat right now. If he went to negotiate with a newspaper himself, there would definitely be a mountain of trouble. It was better to ask his dear guild master for help.

"Hehe, why not take this chance to join our guild, Levy? The guild master will definitely agree!"

"Huh? Th-that wouldn't be very appropriate, would it? I haven't even learned Solid Script Magic yet..."

"What are you afraid of! I couldn't even use magic back then. I loafed around the guild every day, eating and drinking for free. The guild master thought I had plenty of magic power, so he let me join directly."

Though I only stayed in the guild because of that bastard father.

Aibo glanced at Cana a few more times, then guiltily looked away.

He did not know whether it was because he had told Cana that, during the days he had traveled with Gildarts, that guy had slept with different older women in nearly every village and town...

Or because Cana thought Aibo was also Gildarts's "illegitimate son," abandoned and left uncared for at the guild...

But Gildarts's reputation in Cana's eyes had suffered badly, and his standing as a father had fallen by quite a bit.

Then again... perhaps it did not count as damaging his reputation. Aibo had not lied, and Cana had imagined many things on her own without trying to verify anything. He could not correct her even if he wanted to.

Anyway, it was all Gildarts's fault!

Afterward, the three of them returned to Fairy Tail with the manuscript.

Levy joined the guild without any trouble.

Guild Master Makarov lavished praise on Aibo's work and patted his chest as he promised to help him contact a newspaper.

It seemed that Naruto's serialized novel would soon appear in this world's newspapers.

Aibo's feelings were a little complicated, though joy outweighed everything else. After all, this counted as the fruit of his own labor. Fanfiction did not count as plagiarizing the original work.

He was rather curious what kind of impact such a work would have in another world.

The thought of future sorcerers casually opening their mouths with "Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu!" was strangely hilarious.

[Inspiration Points +233]

This was... delightful.