Naruto: I Am Crazy with the Simulation System!

You deactivate your Sharingan, disappearing into the shadows.

After a brief moment of thought to decide how best to make your entrance, you reach into your coin pouch, pinch a handful of gold nuggets, and—sheltered behind the small hill's shadow to block the firelight—melt them into a crude mask, which you then place over your face.

Next, you activate Transparent Escape, and use the Ultra-Added-Weight Rock to levitate yourself silently into the air.

Then—suddenly—you appear before the few remaining survivors of the caravan.

They are both startled and terrified.

Thanks to your highly distinctive appearance and overwhelming show of power, they drop to their knees in gratitude, bowing repeatedly in thanks and reverence.

You take this opportunity to gather some information. As it turns out, the ones who attacked the caravan weren't just ordinary cultists of the Evil God—they were elite followers, led by an elder of the cult.

Regular cultists aren't much of a threat; even a Chūnin could handle them. But the curses cast by these elite cultists are a different matter entirely—even a Jōnin would struggle to deal with them.

Elusive and deadly, the elite cultists have become the nightmare of every merchant caravan in the region...

You don't bother hiding your outsider status either.

Because of this, the caravan extends an invitation, asking if you'd be willing to join their faction.

You have no intention of aligning yourself with any power—least of all some backwater warlord in this rural hellhole—but you don't reject them outright. Instead, you say you'll consider it after observing things for a while.

Through casual conversation, you're increasingly convinced that these people are connected to the underground ninja fighting arena you've been searching for all this time.

Or at the very least, they have close ties to it. After all, anyone involved in transporting young ninja candidates clearly isn't some disposable low-level lackey.

After following them to their base in town, your suspicions are confirmed—these are indeed people from the ninja arena.

They offer you a guest room for the night, a gesture you recognize as both hospitality and an excuse to observe you more closely.

Sure enough, shortly after settling in, a group of individuals—who clearly possess Jōnin-level strength—appear to provoke you.

They're guards employed by the organization, and their provocation is nothing more than a test of your strength.

You give them a taste.

Using Transparent Escape combined with Ultra-Added-Weight Rock Technique, you move so silently you could behead someone before they realized they were in danger.

That alone is enough to shut them up.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

...

〖Day 7〗

You receive an invitation to visit the headquarters of the ninja arena.

Once you arrive, the person in charge personally offers to let you witness the arena's highest-value battle:

—A Death Match.

Two of the arena's strongest champions—those with the most consecutive wins—will fight until one is completely dead.

And that's not even considering the revenue from betting. Just an entry ticket costs ten million ryō. Even with Asuma's bounty, you couldn't afford to watch more than five matches!

Besides the invited elite nobles and top rogue ninja, only a handful of second-generation rich kids—who see money as meaningless and just want thrills—could afford to get in. The rest are opportunists desperate to claw their way into the upper tiers of shinobi society, willing to risk losing everything just to be seen here.

Despite the hype, the match itself isn't as impressive as you'd hoped.

Both fighters are roughly Jōnin-level.

One is older, with solid fundamentals. His combat experience and precision in handling details put him on par with the elite of the Five Great Nations.

The other is younger, a bit lacking in experience, but fights with reckless tactics. He possesses a Kekkei Genkai, and although slightly disadvantaged, seizes the perfect moment to trade injury for injury.

The older ninja suddenly suffers a body rupture and dies.

The fight ends abruptly, leaving many spectators who didn't understand what happened shouting for refunds.

"Hey, is that guy from the Chinoike Clan?"

You point to the victor's distinctive blood-red eyes.

"A sharp eye!"

The arena director immediately begins lavishing you with praise, and then shifts into a sales pitch about the many benefits of joining the arena.

But to you, all these identity perks and financial rewards are meaningless.

You cut him off and steer the conversation toward the history of the Chinoike Clan.

When he reaches the part about their grudge with the Uchiha, you speak again—this time asking whether he'd be interested in acquiring an Uchiha.

That night, you contact Boss Black-Cat and summon a shadow clone carrying Konohamaru into the city. You schedule a detailed discussion about the transaction for the following day.

But even that night, a few more elite Jōnin-level individuals test you again.

With just a burst of chakra, you send them retreating in fear.

...

〖Day 8〗

After learning your strength is far beyond what they had assumed—no mere elite Jōnin, but someone worthy of being compared to a Kage—the director switches to an entirely different attitude.

Using your Ocular Power and immense chakra reserves, you forcibly activate the Uchiha bloodline within Konohamaru, awakening a pair of single tomoe Sharingan in both his eyes.

To guarantee the "product's" quality, you implant a few basic Fire Release jutsu directly into his eyes.

Once his life is in danger, he'll automatically gain access to the techniques. This increases his odds of survival—until the day he becomes truly useful.

For now, it's just one more strategic piece you've put on the board.

As for any issues like bloodline sickness or genetic rejection? That's not your problem to worry about.

The arena director finishes the inspection shortly after.

Once he confirms everything is legitimate, his respect for you skyrockets.

After all, while Konoha has done everything to lock down information, anyone with a foot in the black market knows: the Uchiha Clan recently caused massive chaos in Konoha. For someone to steal a baby from such a powerful and still-rising clan…

Just how strong must that person be?

"What's wrong? Something wrong with my goods?"

"N-no problem! None at all. It's just… I have a question. What's his name?"

"His name… is Uchiha Kirin."

You give the name solemnly, then make a small request:

As long as Uchiha Kirin stays alive, they must give him high-difficulty battles whenever possible.

You'll be returning periodically to check in.

"Understood, understood!"

The arena director and the guards—who've already witnessed your power firsthand—nod like temple bells, their heads bobbing furiously.

A group of burly men struggles to carry out a massive chest—the payment for "Uchiha Kirin"—entirely in gold.

You lift the chest with one hand and weigh it lightly, then casually remark that you have another deal in mind.

You wonder whether the true mastermind behind the arena might be interested in a long-term partnership.

Given your tone, and your strength, the director doesn't dare play coy.

He personally sets out to bring the hidden boss to meet you—and invites you to stay a few more days in the meantime.

...

〖Day 9〗

You take a portion of the gold earned from "selling yourself" and—through Boss Black-Cat—purchase the basics of Uzumaki Clan sealing techniques from the ninja cats' hidden archive.

You begin cramming everything you can on sealing arts.

Only by mastering the basics can you properly understand and wield the forbidden techniques stored in the Scroll of Seals.

You may already be powerful, but you still believe in sharpening the axe before chopping the wood.

You soon discover that ever since acquiring the Six Tomoe Sharingan, your insight and memory have reached a whole new level.

You've gone from photographic memory to near-supernatural comprehension.

It's hard to describe.

It feels like an instinctive inspiration—like some unseen force is guiding you.

Even when encountering a sealing formula for the first time, you can vaguely sense its intended shape. Once arranged correctly, you instinctively know it will trigger a specific effect.

You run a few experiments, and compare the results to similar techniques in the more advanced sealing materials. The overlap in function and structure only reinforces your belief:

You've been granted a truly extraordinary talent.

You're just not sure whether it comes from the Uzumaki bloodline's natural affinity for sealing arts...

Or if it's something unique to the Ocular Power of your Six Tomoe Sharingan—allowing you to perceive some deeper truth about the world.

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