Dual Account Operation

"I'm home."

Pushing open the door to his house, Yue called out familiarly.

"Ah... Yue, welcome home."

From the other end of the hallway, a woman's smiling face peeked out from the kitchen, saying happily.

This was Yue's mother, Fuma Tianxiang.

She was from the Grass Village and had married his father, Fuma Ryoma, in her early years.

"How was school today?" Fragrances wafted from the kitchen as Tianxiang asked with a smile.

"It was okay."

Yue replied, "Aren't you busy today?"

As a medical ninja, in a way, his mother's work was even busier than his father's, who often had to go on missions and disappear for long periods. Yue had visited the medical department once, and he could never forget the scene: the courtyard was packed with people, all of them injured, young and old. With only a few medical ninjas and nurses to treat them, it was merely a stopgap measure. The medical equipment provided by the village was outdated and aging... Many people had already died before they could be treated.

They were carried out as corpses.

This was the tragedy of a small village...

Thinking about it, he understood why Karin and her mother, who had the bloodline of the Uzumaki Clan and special physiques, had become refugees in the village later on.

Therefore, even though his parents were alive, Yue had been living alone since he was very young.

That's why he was a little surprised to find his mother at home today.

"It's rare that I can take a day off on short notice," Tianxiang made a playful face at her son. "I know today is a day worth celebrating for our Yue..."

With that, the woman put down her cooking utensils, put her hands in her pockets, and said formally, "Congratulations... on becoming a ninja."

"Oh."

Yue's reaction was very calm.

"Aren't you happy?"

Tianxiang asked.

"I guess so..."

Yue sat cross-legged on the tatami mat in the living room, propping his chin with one hand and yawning.

Tianxiang pouted, "Our Yue is good at everything... it's just that sometimes he seems too mature, lacking the youthful spirit and vitality that children should have. That's not good... This is your most youthful age; you should enjoy it."

"As expected... he's been influenced by his father."

"No! When he gets back, I'm going to have a good talk with him."

Tianxiang clenched her fist.

"The pot is going to burn..."

Yue glanced over and reminded her.

"Ah!"

Tianxiang suddenly realized and frantically started 'fixing' her cooking.

His father was a Chunin, and his mother was a medical ninja in the medical department. Such a family background was already quite good in the Grass Village. Moreover, although his mother also often didn't come home, she was at least very good to him, her only child. Perhaps out of guilt, she would spend time with him whenever she had a little free time, trying her best to give him a happy childhood. Compared to his father's silent personality, his mother was very cheerful and full of positive energy.

Although his mother couldn't be described as stunningly beautiful or particularly attractive, she was still pretty, mainly because of her good temperament, which made people feel inexplicably close to her.

Even though she was almost thirty, her personality was like that of a young girl, and her mindset was well-maintained.

To Yue, this was somewhat unbelievable.

After all, it was easy to imagine that in the 'oppressive' environment of the Grass Village... it was difficult to cultivate an optimistic personality that was positive and upward-looking.

A 'product' like Naruto was probably only possible in a place like Konoha, where he could 'emerge as the times demanded.'

Seeing that dinner would still take a while, Yue got up and went into the courtyard. His house had a typical Japanese-style courtyard, not very large, located in an alley within the village's residential area... People living in this area were almost all ninja families, indicating a relatively good economic condition. Most civilians could only live in cramped and crowded simple buildings.

The courtyard was equipped with some basic ninja training equipment and targets, all made by his father, who had started training him from a young age.

This was also the key to his graduation from the Ninja Academy at the age of ten.

It was also the origin of his 'genius' reputation.

"What genius..."

Thinking of this, Yue gave a self-deprecating smile.

With a movement, his feet exerted force, and he instantly turned into a black shadow, continuously stepping on a tall cherry tree planted in the center of the courtyard, climbing to the highest branch.

Sitting on the branch, he gazed at the buildings of the entire village.

It wasn't that Yue compared everything to Konoha. As an 'audience,' he naturally knew the most about Konoha in this world. The Grass Village, whether in terms of area or architectural layout, was far inferior to Konoha. Looking around, there were only a few magnificent buildings. The most conspicuous, of course, was the 'Grass Tower' used by the village leadership for official business... It was equivalent to Konoha's Hokage Building, but it didn't have a 'Grass Shadow' as one might expect. Instead, it housed several elders who managed the village.

A village without a 'Shadow.'

A typical 'makeshift setup.'

The establishment of nations and villages throughout the ninja world was actually imitating Konoha.

The credit for this actually belonged not to Hashirama, but to Tobirama. The Second Hokage, with his outstanding intellect, gradually constructed the complete Konoha system. Whether it was the Ninja Academy, the Anbu, or the Guard Unit, all departments were very well-equipped.

Other villages also saw Konoha's shining points and began to imitate them.

As the Grass Country, which bordered the Land of Fire, naturally did the same.

However, sometimes, 'copy-pasting' also tested a village's capabilities.

Clearly, Grass Village was among the very incompetent ones.

"The Fuma Clan… if I recall correctly, their most famous member was the one who was made into one of the Six Paths of Pain, the Animal Path… he clashed with Jiraiya," Yue muttered to himself.

The Fuma Clan was known for their proficiency in using large ninja tools… the renowned Fuma Shuriken also originated from the Fuma Clan. Moreover, before the Sound Village was established, the Land of Rice had no ninja villages. Therefore, the Fuma Clan couldn't be stationed in one place like the clans in Konoha.

The clan lacked regulation, its members were relatively dispersed, constantly traveling and participating in various battlefields, the kind that made sure to leave their mark.

That was all.

Within Grass Village… most of these so-called 'local clans' did not possess bloodline limits or secret techniques. They simply developed from a few larger civilian clans in earlier years, nurturing generations of ninjas.

Except for two clans.

In his eyes, they were the only bloodlines that were somewhat special.

Of course, Grass Village wasn't entirely without merit. After all, it was a village that had existed for so long; it couldn't have achieved absolutely nothing. For most ninjas, a village's strength was still absolutely superior to individual ability.

Some monsters were not included.

For example, Grass Village possessed a unique binding technique, which wasn't a sealing jutsu but could be used to restrict a target's movement.

Although its effectiveness might not be that great, in Yue's eyes, it was still a good thing in such a barren 'starter village.'

It was also one of the ninjutsu he currently wanted to acquire.

"Yue, come eat."

After a while, his mother's voice called from inside the house.

Yue put away his thoughts and jumped down from a tree nearly ten meters high, using the other branches below to continuously lower his position.

Entering the house, the dining table in the living room was filled with mouth-watering delicacies.

The taste and presentation were excellent.

"You'll be taking your graduation exams soon and then being assigned to teams, right?"

Mother and son sat opposite each other and began to use their chopsticks.

Tianxiang asked.

"Mhm… however, I've already confirmed that Teacher Masada will be leading my group. As for who else is in the group, I'm not too sure."

Yue replied while eating.

After speaking, Yue looked at his mother. "After becoming a Genin, I want to apply to transfer to the Medical Department."

"You want to be a Medical Ninja?"

Tianxiang was a little surprised.

Yue's thoughts were simple. Compared to ninjas who carried out missions outside and charged into battle, Medical Ninjas were relatively safer.

He wanted to survive first; he didn't want to die young like other freshly graduated rookies.

Some things couldn't be changed by him, a mere child.

Not without absolute strength.

His mother was a member of the Medical Department, and with this connection, Yue naturally intended to leverage it.

"The Medical Department has indeed been short-staffed all along, and Yue, you have the potential to become a Medical Ninja… however." As a mother, Tianxiang naturally didn't want her son to take risks outside. She also understood Yue's thoughts, but she let out a soft sigh. "Your grades in the Ninja Academy were outstanding… many people know about this."

"The village perhaps…"

Tianxiang hesitated to speak.

"I can try."

"Okay."

Yue didn't say much more.

If he had arrived through transmigration any earlier, he definitely wouldn't have let this body be so 'flashy' in the Ninja Academy. Low-key was the way to go.

The previous owner of this body, in order to please his strict father, had worked extremely hard in both training and studies.

As soon as Fuma Ryoma returned home, he would 'please' him with his perfect report cards.

A moment later, after finishing the meal, his mother busily tidied up the house and then hurried away.

Clearly, the leave she could get was only for these short few hours.

Leaving Yue alone, he opened a storage room in the courtyard.

This was a warehouse filled with various ninja tools. Shuriken, kunai, armor, and the like were the most basic. More special were some uniquely shaped and quite large weapons.

The weight of each one was extremely exaggerated for a normal ten-year-old boy.

But Yue still picked up a large sword naturally. This sword could split into two halves, connected by a long, thin chain in the middle. When combined, it was a blade, and when separated, it became a brand-new ninja weapon.

It controlled the two sides of the blade by manipulating the chain.

This requires a high degree of strength and flexibility in the wrists.

To skillfully wield this ninja tool, one must learn the usage methods of two cold weapons.

Yue held the ninja tool and returned to the courtyard. After a simple warm-up, he began to practice the movements… The heavy ninja tool, in his hands, slashed and chopped, stirring up gusts of fierce wind. He practiced with considerable skill.

As his figure moved and shifted, his movements, initially stiff, became fluid.

Sweat gradually soaked through his clothes.

When the blade split into a chain, he quickly changed his technique and posture… The chain, pulling the two blades, spun like a 'windmill' for a time.

But after a few minutes, Yue suddenly stumbled and fell, the ninja tool flying from his hands and smashing against the wall far away.

It made a loud noise.

The sudden gust of wind blew against Yue's face… The situation just now was quite dangerous.

The rotating blades had grazed past his head.

"As expected… it's still too difficult for me… The bones and muscles of this body have only just begun to develop, and my strength and endurance are too weak… I can't be too hasty with using this special ninja tool." Lying on the ground, Yue looked at the darkening sky and sighed.

Then, he got up and rested for a moment. He began to circulate the 'weak' chakra within him, imitating Kakashi's training method for Team 7. He distributed chakra to the soles of his feet for delicate micro-control, hanging upside down on a tree trunk like a bat, his eyes closed, as if in meditation.

One point Yue firmly believed was that a person's growth ceiling depended on how 'solid' their foundation was.

If you want to build a skyscraper from flat ground, it's impossible without a good foundation.

Therefore, in his current situation, there was no better choice than to build a solid foundation of basic skills.

After a long while, it was late at night. Yue simply washed up and returned to his bedroom to sleep.

The large room was empty, with only him inside.

"Well then… let's see if there's any progress on the other side…"

In the pitch-black room, Yue suddenly smiled with a slightly strange tone.

He wasn't going to sleep.

Because sleeping… for him, was actually a key, a key to opening another door.

With that, he closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank into 'dreamland'.

When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on a lush green hillside, a gentle breeze blowing.

The azure sky was above him, and the surroundings were pleasant.

"Honestly… it's rare to come out and play, and you're being lazy and sleeping here, Yue!"

Immediately, a beautiful, pretty face 'killed its way out' from the side, occupying Yue's entire field of vision.

The girl had long orange hair that fell to her shoulders, reaching Yue's cheeks and emitting a pleasant scent.

However, her expression and tone were quite resentful.

"Hehehehe… Yue is just like this, don't bother with him."

A laugh came from the side.

Beside Yue sat a silver-haired youth, squinting and smiling.

"I'm just resting a little, I wasn't asleep."

Yue came back to his senses and smiled softly.

Then, he obediently sat up.

He looked at his two companions, a man and a woman.

He knew these two as well.

Gin Ichimaru and… Rangiku Matsumoto.

This place… was the Soul Society.