"Shisui, listen—let me explain…"
"I'm not listening, I'm not listening!"
"No, seriously, I really got held up this morning."
"I'm not listening, I'm not listening…"
…
Noon.
When Uchiha Ren dragged his short little legs into the mountain woods behind the clan grounds, two childish voices just happened to reach his ears.
That was—Itachi and Shisui?
Best buddies!
Ren's small eyes lit up instantly.
He'd only come to find a sunny spot… and now he got to witness a lovers' quarrel between two best friends?
He hurriedly kept Weak Presence active and then peeked out.
About ten meters ahead—
A little boy wearing a black high-collared short-sleeve shirt and black pants, with a small "dango nose," stood with his back to Itachi.
He was a head taller than Itachi, but it was obvious the taller kid was the one sulking.
Behind him, Itachi kept trying to explain.
Every attempt went nowhere.
Yet he didn't get angry—he just explained again and again.
Ren watched with a face full of delighted, auntie-style grin.
So shippable!
Way too shippable!
As expected, the real OTP was best enjoyed live.
"But… Itachi, what about Izumi?"
Suddenly, Ren thought of that gentle girl who loved making three-color dango.
Pure, kind, and soft.
And that beauty mark under her left eye… almost like it foreshadowed her ending.
Lost in thought, he unconsciously stepped on a fallen branch.
Crack.
The sound instantly drew both boys' attention.
"Who's there?!"
Uchiha Shisui straightened at once, gripping a small kunai in his hand.
His young face tightened as he scanned the area seriously.
But the moment he saw who it was, he froze.
"Eh? Ren, why are you here?"
Then—
Realization hit him.
Had Ren just seen him sulking like that?
His face warmed. He immediately ignored Itachi and jogged over, scooping Ren up with a laugh.
"Ren, did you get lost?"
Shisui was around seven or eight, already about 140 centimeters tall—pretty tall for a kid in Konoha.
Ren nodded at the corner of his mouth, not exposing the boy's embarrassment, only wearing a child's innocent look.
Serious conversation: ✗
Professional "acting cute": ✓
The two of them chatted idly about anything and everything.
Until a certain moment.
[Conversation target: Uchiha Shisui.]
[Analyzing copyable traits.]
[Fire Release Affinity (Blue), Genjutsu Affinity (Green), Body Flicker Affinity (Green), Chakra Control (Green), Simple and Honest Temperament (Green)…]
"Green all over…"
In Ren's eyes, Shisui was covered in green.
Green from head to toe.
Any man seeing that would feel a little uneasy.
[Conversation with Uchiha Shisui has exceeded ten minutes. Attempting to copy trait.]
[Copy failed.]
Ren: ...
Failed again.
Maybe it was because he'd succeeded repeatedly yesterday, but today's failure irritated him.
The little face that had been "working the room" instantly fell.
"Haah…"
He let out a heavy sigh and staggered back toward the clan grounds like a disappointed toddler.
That sight made Itachi's brows knit slightly. He looked at Shisui, puzzled.
"Shisui… what did you do to Ren?"
Shisui: ???
"I didn't! I didn't do anything!"
He was totally baffled. What did I even do?!
…
Afternoon, as the blazing sun slowly faded.
Inside the Uchiha compound.
A tiny boy lay sideways atop the courtyard wall.
His left elbow propped on the bricks, palm supporting his cheek.
His eyes were lifelessly unfocused, and his small lips were even starting to crack.
He muttered,
"Sixty! A full sixty people, System!"
"Not a single successful copy?!"
"What's the success rate for copying traits, anyway?!"
After leaving the back mountain, he'd started grabbing clan members and chatting.
He chatted with everyone—ten minutes each.
Ten minutes per person—for an entire afternoon!
But after sixty people, it felt like the system's "new account protection" had ended.
Not a single copy succeeded.
It made him start doubting what the actual success rate even was.
[Ding. Based on the host's current strength, the success rate for copying traits through conversation is—5%.]
Well, that was it.
The last thread of hope died cleanly.
Five percent… how was that any different from zero?!
Especially for someone like him, who'd been cursed with bad luck since his last life—his real odds were probably even worse.
So after hesitating a bit, he decided to just give up and enjoy life.
Whoosh, whoosh.
A mountain breeze rolled in, soft and gentle, carrying the faint fragrance of leaves and branches.
And the sunlight overhead was no longer as scorching as it had been earlier.
It felt… warm.
Just as he was about to fully embrace slacking off, a thin warmth suddenly appeared inside his body.
It was extremely faint—yet it carried a comfort that made both body and mind feel strangely pleased.
This was… chakra?
He froze.
Because of his age and the fact his bones hadn't fully set, he hadn't started refining chakra yet.
But in the Naruto world, something like this—this internal warmth—could only be chakra, right?
He narrowed his eyes, and only then noticed a new prompt.
[Ding. Congratulations, host. Sunbathing for 1 minute: Chakra +1.]
"Chakra +1… is that Light's Golden Body's passive?"
Only now did he remember Light's Golden Body had a passive effect too—absorbing sunlight granted chakra.
He hadn't thought too deeply about it before.
Now it was clear: absorbing sunlight meant—sunbathing.
"So if it's +1 chakra per minute, then one hour is 60. With today's daylight, I can sunbathe up to fourteen hours, which means—840 chakra per day."
"The Uchiha massacre is still seven years away. To be safe, let's say six years, eleven months, twenty-nine days… that's 2,145,360 chakra!"
Seeing that number, Ren smacked his lips.
"Over two million… does that count as a chakra tank?!"
He didn't know how other ninja measured it…
But with this amount, matching dozens of Kakashi should be no problem.
"And most importantly…"
Ren's eyes gleamed.
"My Flying Thunder God plan can start early!"
He shifted his position, lying more comfortably so that sunlight draped over all four limbs.
Flying Thunder God cost 100 chakra per use.
Before, he had no chakra, so he'd shelved it for now.
But now?
He only needed to sunbathe for two hours.
No matter what, he had to try it today—or he wouldn't be able to sleep.
An hour and a half later.
He slowly sat up, recalling how Flying Thunder God was supposed to work, and asked thoughtfully,
"System, how do I use it?"
[As long as it is a coordinate planted by the host, you can teleport directly.]
"A coordinate I planted? But I haven't planted any. Can I borrow the Fourth Hokage's coordinates?"
[Planting a coordinate costs 100 chakra per use.]
Ren: ...
So you're playing Russian nesting dolls with me?!
He rolled his eyes, flopped back down again, and went to sleep.
Only when the sun had set did he finally rub his sleepy eyes and sit up.
Something about his eyes… seemed to have changed slightly.
[Name: Uchiha Ren.]
[Spirit: 20 (Adult: 10).]
[Stamina: 12 (Adult: 10).]
[Chakra: 149.]
[Traits: Seven-Year Itch (Black), Light's Golden Body (Color), Weak Presence (Color), Flying Thunder God Technique (Gold) Lv.1, Distinguished Background (Purple), Sharingan (Purple), Fire Release Affinity (Blue), Sharingan (purple), Light as a Swallow (Green), Dynamic Vision (Green).]
"So those are my stats." Ren shook his head.
A lot of traits, but most of them had been obtained yesterday.
In other words—day one of the server.
So yeah. Day-one "lucky pulls" were just bait to lure you in and farm you later.
After that, it was nothing but grinding.
He narrowed his eyes and got up, ready to leave.
Worth mentioning—
Even though he'd lain on the wall all afternoon, no one paid him any attention.
No one remembered he was there.
The clan members acted like they'd forgotten there was even a second young master.
They didn't even call him for dinner!
He watched with his own eyes as Itachi walked around the courtyard twice with a bowl and chopsticks in hand, like he was searching for something.
After circling twice, he did nothing… and silently went back inside.
The "gold value" of Weak Presence just kept going up.
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