Trash Station in Naruto

The jonin sneered. "You Konoha place too much faith in the Byakugan and Sharingan. All I had to do was weaken the Chakra in my body to evade detection. The remaining Chakra in my body was completely depleted after using a Body Flicker Technique. But a jonin is still a jonin. Even with taijutsu alone, I'm not someone you can handle!"

After speaking, the jonin greedily stared at the katana in Ren's hand and continued, "If I obtain this katana and combine it with taijutsu, then even without Chakra, I'll still rank among the best jonin!"

The jonin's eyes gleamed, but Nawaki roared from afar, "Ren... I'll hold him back. Run!"

Nawaki knew that his own recklessness had brought them into this danger. It would have been one thing if he died, but he had dragged Ren into it as well.

Nawaki's eyes reddened, as though he were ready to risk his life.

At that moment, Katsuyu, who had been held back by the Pangolin, shouted, "Hold on a little longer! I've already informed Lady Tsunade. Lord Jiraiya is using the Summoning Technique to relay the message!"

As soon as those words fell, a trace of wariness appeared in the jonin's eyes.

With one step, he instantly arrived beside Katsuyu.

Bang...

Katsuyu was instantly crushed beneath his foot. Then the jonin turned and appeared before Nawaki, throwing a punch.

Boom...

Nawaki was knocked unconscious by that punch and tossed to the ground. "Still hoping for rescue? You really underestimate a jonin. Now, you're the only one left!"

At that moment, the jonin's gaze fell upon Ren, only to discover that Ren had swallowed a piece of pitch-black wood.

The jonin frowned slightly. "Swallowing a piece of black wood? Is it some kind of medicinal herb?"

The jonin slowly approached, while Ren gradually raised his head. "Nawaki actually lost consciousness. Then you can die."

The jonin found that amusing and could not help saying, "Haha... I can die? Are you joking? Perhaps you'll be able to kill me in the future, but before you've grown up, you're nothing but an ant!"

Ren smiled faintly, feeling his strength gradually return. Then he said, "As expected... Qilin Resin can only unleash such powerful effects within Sister Tsunade's body. For me, it's merely a top-grade healing medicine. But this is enough!"

Ren narrowed his eyes and stared at the slowly approaching jonin. "Although I don't like that father I never met, I have to admit that the three things he left behind are very precious!"

As soon as those words fell, the jonin stopped. "What..."

Ren's eyes changed, turning blood-red, with three flames seeming to burn within them.

In that instant, crimson flames engulfed the Iwagakure jonin.

The jonin screamed. He wanted to roar and escape, but with no Chakra in his body, how could he evade it using taijutsu alone? Besides, this was a Mangekyō Sharingan ocular technique, an ocular technique Ren's deceased father had sealed within Ren's eyes.

The crimson flames created by this Mangekyō Sharingan ocular technique were flames that represented rage. Ren could feel an anger—his father's anger. Anger over his mother's death, anger over his father's decision, anger over his wife's death, even anger over Ren's birth... Countless emotions of rage had formed the ninjutsu contained within the Mangekyō Sharingan. These crimson flames were flames born alongside anger. The greater the anger, the more terrifying the flames became.

In only a few seconds, the arrogant jonin had lost his life.

Then, the two Genin in the distance were also tainted by those raging flames beneath Ren's gaze, turning into ash.

Blood streamed from Ren's eyes, and he felt extreme pain. Even though Ren did not possess the Sharingan himself, using a Mangekyō Sharingan ocular technique still caused him pain.

The flames vanished, and one of the black flame patterns in Ren's eyes disappeared. This also meant that Ren could use the flames three times, and now only two uses remained.

However, Ren did not know any of this. He merely felt something stir between his brows, then smiled. "New trash has arrived again!"

As those words fell, Ren also lost consciousness.

New Trash

"Mm... Am I home? Looks like someone arrived afterward!"

Ren muttered to himself, looking at the familiar bedroom before spotting a familiar figure.

Upon seeing him, Ren said, "Grandfather!"

His grandfather nodded silently. "It's good that you're awake. Good..."

He spoke quietly, then handed him a cup of water.

Ren lay there quietly, taking the water from his grandfather and asking, "Grandfather... nothing serious happened afterward, right?"

His grandfather shook his head. "How could there be no problem? Iwagakure ninja infiltrated Konoha and nearly assassinated Nawaki. This enraged the Senju Clan. After all, Nawaki is the First Hokage's grandson, his only grandson, and the future clan head of the Senju Clan. That alone makes Nawaki's life more important than others'. Because of this, both the Hyuga Clan and Uchiha Clan have mobilized to search the village for spies. Who knows how many people died last night."

At this point, his grandfather looked at Ren and continued, "When you faced the assassination yesterday, did you release the ocular technique within your eyes?"

Ren nodded silently. "That's right... A jonin appeared yesterday. Although he was a jonin suppressing his Chakra, I had no ability to resist him at all. I could only rely on those three ocular techniques! I never expected the ocular techniques Father left behind to be so terrifying. Those flames of ultimate rage instantly burned a jonin into ash!"

His grandfather narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. "So that's it. An ocular technique that creates flames—no wonder those people were all reduced to ash. Fortunately, our people found you first, so it's easy to explain everything!"

Ren asked, "Our people found us first?"

"Mm... When Nawaki dragged you away, the people guarding you followed after him, which was why they arrived so quickly. They are all loyal people, and they erased the traces of the battle. As for the traces left by that burned jonin, they have already been removed. If anyone asks later, say there were three Genin. As for Nawaki, I've already erased his memories of the jonin. Katsuyu was killed by that jonin, so there is no need to deal with her." His grandfather spoke slowly.

Ren nodded. Though he was shocked by how swiftly his grandfather had handled everything, given the current situation, no one would ever trace it back to him.

At that moment, a maid entered. "Master, Young Master... lunch is ready. Also, Miss Kushina and Miss Mikoto came again just now to ask about Young Master."

His grandfather smiled. "Go on. Make sure you take good care of those two little girls!"

After saying that, his grandfather looked at Ren. "The maid will bring your lunch over shortly, along with those two little girls. Mm... I think both girls are quite good. One is from the Uchiha Clan and the other from the Uzumaki Clan. Their bloodlines are a suitable match!"

Ren rolled his eyes. "I'm only six years old. Don't talk about such things."

His grandfather smiled and said, "All right... Eat more of that red meat. It will help your recovery."

Ren disdainfully shook his head. He could feel his body brimming with strength, without the slightest sensation of injury. Ren feared getting hurt, so he had swallowed the Qilin Resin long ago. His injuries had already healed.

Although swallowing Qilin Resin did not produce the same explosive effect it did in Tsunade, Ren's injuries had already recovered. After all, Qilin Resin's medicinal effect was to stimulate the vitality within the body and restore injuries throughout it. The injuries Ren had suffered from the jonin's punch and the kunai had now healed. As for its other effects, Ren now felt a subtle fragrance emanating from his entire body, one that seemed able to ward off mosquitoes.

Ren was somewhat speechless. A man giving off a body fragrance was awkward no matter how he thought about it.

However, Ren knew that this was the effect of Qilin Resin.

Not long after, Ren watched as lunch was brought over, along with Kushina Uzumaki and Mikoto.

He ate lunch while chatting with Mikoto and Kushina Uzumaki.

Before long, lunchtime had passed.

Ren lay in bed and watched Kushina Uzumaki and Mikoto leave, then muttered, "I'm still too weak! This time, Nawaki dragged me into it, but it also showed that I'm too weak. Against an insignificant Genin, I still had to rely on the katana from the world of Swallowed Star. Although I later killed a jonin, that was entirely because of the ocular technique in my eyes, and I can only use that ocular technique three times. I've already used it once. Once the remaining two uses are gone, it'll be gone for good!"

Ren muttered to himself, his heart filled with unwillingness. ...Ren knew he was only six years old, but the cruelty of the Naruto World would not care whether he was six.

Ren got out of bed and felt his body brimming with strength. "I hope some treasures appear in this batch of trash. It would be best if there's something that can increase my strength."