Becoming Pakura's Rumored Boyfriend by Accident

Qian Ye nodded, his voice somewhat weak.

"It was me."

The Jonin held out his hand.

"Let me see that hidden weapon."

Qian Ye hesitated for a moment before taking the revolver out of his Ninja Tool Pouch.

Blood and mud stained the gun's body, which gleamed with a cold sheen under the firelight.

The Jonin took the pistol and examined it carefully from every angle.

He tried pulling the trigger and found that the cylinder was already empty.

"How does this thing work?" the Jonin asked with a frown.

Qian Ye briefly explained the principles behind loading the bullets and firing it.

After listening, a trace of surprise flashed through the Jonin's eyes.

"This design is quite ingenious. It doesn't require chakra and relies entirely on mechanical components and the force generated by gunpowder explosions."

"But how powerful is it?"

Qian Ye pointed at a Sunagakure ninja's corpse not far away.

"You can inspect the wounds on those bodies."

The Jonin immediately walked over and crouched down to examine it.

When he saw the fist-sized bloody hole in the corpse's head, his expression changed at once.

"That kind of penetration... without defense, the human body simply can't withstand it."

The Jonin walked back over, and his gaze at Qian Ye became extremely serious.

"Did you make this yourself?"

Qian Ye had already prepared an explanation.

"I've liked studying all kinds of ninja tools since I was young. I modified this based on the principles of Explosive Tags."

"It doesn't require hand signs or chakra. Just pull the trigger, and it fires."

"It's suitable for civilian Genin like me, who have very little chakra."

The explanation sounded perfectly reasonable.

There were indeed quite a few craftsmen and ninja in the Naruto World who specialized in researching ninja tools.

Applying the explosive principles of Explosive Tags to concealed weapons was completely plausible in theory.

The Jonin nodded and returned the pistol to Qian Ye.

"Not bad. This thing is indeed very useful on the battlefield."

"But be careful. Sunagakure has surely noticed this weapon too."

"The next time you encounter them, they'll be prepared."

Qian Ye put away the pistol and obediently acknowledged him.

The Jonin turned to leave, but before going, he looked back and added one more thing.

"By the way, I'll report your accomplishments truthfully."

"Surviving Pakura and then killing more than twenty Sunagakure ninja in return is no small achievement."

Qian Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he could explain where the pistol had come from, everything after that would be much easier.

But what he had not expected was that events would unfold far beyond his imagination.

Not long after the Jonin left, the Hidden Leaf ninja around him suddenly burst into laughter.

"Bare-Assed War God!"

"Hahahaha! That nickname is perfect!"

"This kid got chased by Pakura until his pants burned off, yet he still killed so many Sunagakure ninja! He's an absolute battlefield legend!"

The moment Qian Ye heard that nickname, his entire body stiffened.

Bare-Assed War God?

What the hell kind of nickname is that?!

He raised his voice to protest, but the laughter around him completely drowned him out.

As if it had grown wings, the nickname quickly spread among the Hidden Leaf ninja.

In less than half an hour, everyone at No. 3 Outpost knew about it.

On the right-wing battlefield, there had been a Genin chased by Pakura until his pants burned away, yet he had somehow survived that desperate situation and killed more than twenty Sunagakure ninja in return.

The story rapidly gained momentum across the battlefield.

Everyone embellished it as they passed it along.

By the end, the story had become utterly unrecognizable.

Some said Qian Ye had deliberately provoked Pakura with his words to draw her attention and buy Hidden Leaf time to counterattack.

Others said Qian Ye and Pakura had clashed sharply on the battlefield and shared some unspeakable grudge.

Rumors spread far faster than ninjutsu.

The Hidden Leaf side had barely given Qian Ye the nickname "Bare-Assed War God" when an entirely different version had already spread through Sunagakure.

In the wounded soldiers' camp of the Sunagakure army, several injured ninja whispered among themselves.

"Did you hear? Lady Pakura chased that Hidden Leaf Genin across the battlefield for a full ten minutes."

"Isn't Lady Pakura's Scorch Release supposed to kill a Chunin in one strike? Why did she chase him for so long?"

"I heard that Hidden Leaf Genin knew Lady Pakura from before."

"Knew her? What do you mean?"

"Think about it. What status does Lady Pakura have? She's Sunagakure's hero, a Shadow Level powerhouse. Would she abandon an entire battlefield for an ordinary Genin?"

"Now that you put it that way, it does seem strange."

"And didn't you notice? Lady Pakura could clearly have killed that kid outright, but she kept using fireballs to roast him instead."

"Exactly! I was nearby at the time. That Hidden Leaf Genin's pants had already burned off, but Lady Pakura kept chasing him."

"Isn't that just flirting?"

The more the Sunagakure ninja talked, the more outrageous they became.

"I think they must have been lovers before, but were forced apart by the hatred between their nations."

"When they met again on the battlefield, Lady Pakura still had feelings for him, so she couldn't bring herself to strike."

"That Hidden Leaf Genin must be the same. Otherwise, how could he possibly have survived under Lady Pakura for so long?"

This dramatic version spread wildly through the Sunagakure camp.

In just a few hours, all of Sunagakure knew.

Lady Pakura and a Hidden Leaf Genin were former lovers, and the two remained emotionally entangled on the battlefield.

Deep within the Sunagakure camp, inside its largest tent.

Chiyo sat at the head seat, her expression frighteningly grim.

Several of Sunagakure's higher-ups sat on both sides of the long table: Ebizo, Rasa, and several Jonin squad captains.

Pakura stood at the end of the table, her head lowered in silence.

Chiyo tapped her fingers against the tabletop, producing dull thudding sounds.

The air in the entire tent was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

"Pakura, do you know what mistake you made?" Chiyo spoke. Her voice was not loud, but it carried immense authority.

Pakura gritted her teeth, her voice tight.

"This subordinate knows her mistake."

"You know your mistake?" Chiyo sneered.

"As the main attacker on the right-wing battlefield, you were tasked with breaking through the Hidden Leaf's defenses."

"And what happened? To chase down a worthless Hidden Leaf Genin, you abandoned the entire battlefield!"

Chiyo's voice grew louder and louder.

"Because of your dereliction of duty, the offensive on the right-wing battlefield came to a complete standstill!"

"We lost thirty-seven Chunin, and twelve Jonin were seriously injured!"

"How are you going to repay those lives?"

Pakura clenched her hands so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

She knew she had indeed made a grave mistake.

As a commander, she had actually been provoked by a few words from a Genin and abandoned the larger battle situation.

Such a low-level mistake was simply humiliating.

"I'm sorry," Pakura said quietly.

"What good is sorry?!" Chiyo slammed her palm down on the table.

A crack split directly across the tabletop.

"Do you think this is a game?! Every decision on the battlefield concerns countless lives!"

"Your mistake this time made us miss our best opportunity to attack!"