Naruto stood before the mirror, examining his current appearance.
His build and facial features hadn't changed.
But his skin had turned several shades paler—so pale that it almost glowed under sunlight.
The stubborn blond hair that hadn't changed even when he awakened the Uzumaki Sage Body and the Shikotsumyaku Sage Body had finally turned snow white.
His flawless blue Tenseigan now stood out even more strikingly against his fair complexion.
His overall looks—once again—leveled up.
But more than appearance, Naruto cared about just how much his body had evolved.
"System, open status panel."
Name: Uzumaki Naruto
Age: 13
Physique: 101 → 199 (average human: 1)
Chakra: 666 → 2025 units
Bloodlines:
Perfected Uzumaki Sage Body
Perfected Senju Sage Body
Perfected Shikotsumyaku Sage Body
Regenerative Body
Tenseigan
Perfect-Level Ōtsutsuki Bloodline
Abilities:
Breath of Wind
Transparent World
Absolute Chakra Control
Sage Mode
Adamantine Sealing Chains
Kagura's Mind Eye
Shinra Tensei
Banshō Ten'in
Kamui
Kotoamatsukami...
Ninjutsu:
Three Body Technique
Illusionary Transformation
Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu
Flying Thunder God
Impure World Reincarnation
Sealing Techniques
Spirit Transformation
Wind Release…
Staring at his Physique and Chakra stats, Naruto clicked his tongue in amazement.
"As expected of the Ōtsutsuki bloodline—so perfectly compatible with chakra… that boost is insane."
Even though there was no "eye power" stat listed, Naruto could clearly feel that as his body strengthened, so too did his ocular power.
With over 2000 units of chakra, he no longer needed to worry about "MP."
In fact, he might regenerate it faster than he could use it.
"And with this Physique… if I keep growing at this rate, even in base form, I'll be nearing the level of someone in the Eighth Gate!"
Naruto imagined casually kicking with the power of Night Guy.
If Madara saw it, wouldn't he mutter:
"Your taijutsu... I can no longer comprehend it."
Admiring himself in the mirror, Naruto brushed his white hair aside, nodding in satisfaction.
'After all, in many anime, white hair usually means OP protagonist energy.'
Then, Naruto took out the Rinnegan he had just won.
He hesitated—what was the best use?
If he absorbed them himself, his ocular power would rise again, and he'd gain the Six Paths abilities along with unique techniques.
But honestly, he already had more abilities than he could count.
The value-to-cost ratio didn't seem worth it.
That's when Naruto had a new idea:
'Why not start building my own faction?'
Doing everything himself was starting to feel a bit low-tier.
In that case, these Rinnegan could be given to someone he trusted completely—
And that person could be cultivated into a powerhouse under his banner.
With that decision made, he stored the Rinnegan away.
Just then, a knock came at the door.
Naruto turned toward it and instinctively used X-ray vision to see who it was.
But perhaps because his chakra and ocular power had skyrocketed, he lost control slightly.
He saw… just the right amount.
With the Tenseigan, his vision could now process color.
And what he saw made him draw a sharp breath.
A figure with the perfect balance—neither too much nor too little—every curve exactly where it should be.
The key contours were practically flawless.
And that pose… well.
'No harm in appreciating art a little longer...'
Still a teenage boy, Naruto didn't fight his instincts.
Outside the door, Yūhi Kurenai clicked her tongue.
She had knocked for a while with no answer.
Just as she turned to leave—
The door opened.
She paused in surprise, her ruby-red eyes filled with confusion.
She stared at the white-haired, porcelain-skinned young man.
This was clearly Naruto, but his appearance…
Her gaze lingered for several seconds before she snapped out of it, her face turning a little red.
To her shock, Naruto now carried an overwhelming allure.
It wasn't just his appearance—though he was undeniably handsome.
It was… something else.
A kind of aura.
Like seeing a beautiful, spotless white cat as a child—you couldn't resist wanting to get closer.
Only now did she understand why, when Asuma pursued her, she always felt a strange discomfort.
'So compared to rough men like Asuma...
What I really like… is someone like Naruto…?
But he's the one Hinata likes…
Why am I even thinking like this?!'
Ashamed of her thoughts, Kurenai averted her gaze.
Naruto raised an eyebrow at the change in expression.
'Is this one of the perks of having a "Perfect-Level Ōtsutsuki Bloodline"?
Even a cool, elegant woman like her is acting like a flustered schoolgirl...
Am I a walking charm-type now?'
"Kurenai-sensei, here for that training I offered?"
His voice snapped her out of her daze, and she quickly composed herself.
But even as he spoke, they both noticed something felt… off.
It took a moment to realize:
His voice had changed.
Since gaining the Ōtsutsuki bloodline, even his tone carried a faint divine authority.
Kurenai, still being called "sensei" while seeking his guidance, felt awkward.
She gave the tiniest nod.
"Is… that okay?"
Naruto answered without hesitation:
"Of course. I promised you in Kumogakure, didn't I?"
Kurenai sighed in relief.
"Come on in."
Naruto stepped aside, gesturing for her to enter.
She walked in with her head slightly bowed, sneaking glances around nervously.
She was surprised at how immaculate Naruto's house was—especially for a boy living alone.
Reaching the living room, she paused, lips pressed, eyes blinking softly.
Waiting.
"Relax and sit down. I'm not going to eat you," Naruto said gently.
Kurenai obediently sat on the sofa—but her posture remained a little formal.
She couldn't help but think:
'You may not eat people… but you did wipe out over a thousand elite Kumogakure ninja in one blow…'
The memory of his overwhelming power yesterday was still fresh in her mind.
Even now, alone in a room with him, her heart beat a little faster—
Fear, yes… but also admiration.
'Most women—even some men—admire strength… and I'm no exception.'
Naruto looked at her.
"If I remember correctly, the Yūhi clan specializes in Genjutsu, right?"