Tatsuya was a hitman and at first he was immensely happy about it, as befits an ordinary otaku who loved anime and manga.
However, this world turned out to be extremely cruel, which he did not take into account at all in the early years and foolishly began to train like a madman.
After a series of dark events in the past, he was taken in by Tsunade Senju.
He spent many years with her, grew up and matured. But, the memories of those days, all the deaths, the past world — all this remained and weighed heavily on him.
That is why Tatsuya hid his origin, and not only the identity of the hitman, but also the identity of Senju, as well as the talent due to this.
Perhaps it was a typical reward of a hitman? But it became a curse. Perhaps out of naivety, or maybe as a lesson.
After all that had happened, in those years it seemed to him the most sensible thing to stay close to Tsunade and gain strength. She was a great cover, and if not exactly reliable, she was a good teacher.
Eventually, he chose the path of medicine and developed himself in ireninjutsu. At least in plain sight.
However, Tatsuya hardly needed such a "cover" anymore. He might lack experience, but in terms of strength and abilities, there weren't many in this world who could pose a mortal threat to him.
And so, this appeared before his eyes...
[Do you want to activate the chat room and become an administrator?]
At first, he was wary, but then he calmly accepted it, confirming that it was not Genjutsu.
Still, he knew what a "spatial chat group" was. The sea of fanfiction I read was worth something.
Tatsuya smiled wryly and took another sip of sake, then thought about it.:
"It sounds pretty tempting. However, as far as I remember, this is a dangerous gamble. There are different chat groups, and some even have entities stronger than the gods. But they all have one thing in common — traveling through worlds and facing powerful enemies. If I agree to this, then most likely my quiet life will come to an end."
But he really liked being a traveling doctor with a couple of beauties by his side.
However, he understood that all this would not last long. With or without chat...
And strength without combat experience... Tatsuya had long recognized the waste of his potential. Whatever the talent was, it needed to be "polished."
"Well... It all depends on the price," Tatsuya thought rather phlegmatically as he sipped his drink:
"Whoever you are, you must understand my position. This world is full of beauties who are just waiting for my visit..." — thinking about it, he grinned:
"But... How can I leave beauties from other worlds to fend for themselves?"
After thinking about it, Tatsuya nodded thoughtfully.:
"However, there is a feeling that my strength might not be enough. Who knows where it will take me? What if it's a Dragon Ball, for example? I wouldn't mind an extra trump card. So if you want me to accept this invitation, how about showing some sincerity?"
Tatsuya was partially striking blindly, appealing to whoever was behind all this, but he also saw a similar plot development in some stories. The chat group administrator used to receive special treatment, and the entities behind the choice met their requirements, albeit not always perfectly.
After receiving such a request, Tatsuya couldn't miss the opportunity. The spatial chat group could open up a perfect new world for him and allow him to smooth out the corners in terms of strength, as well as gain even more power. After all, many things depended on strength. Well, and the price... It is doubtful that the chat group will let him go if he simply refuses. So why not take a chance and get the best conditions for yourself?
Thinking about who was behind all this and what he wanted from him was pointless. It was beyond his capabilities. Such is the fate of the weak. But that doesn't mean Tatsuya just accepted it. The years had taught him patience.
At the same time, he did not feel complacent about being chosen as the so-called administrator. The beginnings of the protagonist's mentality were strangled by him a long time ago.
But, even after a minute, the notification in front of his eyes did not change. Therefore, he just shook his head with a grin.:
"So it's a rejection? How not sincere... I don't really want to trust a chat like that."
Just a little bluff. Tatsuya wasn't really going to refuse.
But as soon as he said it, suddenly...
[The administrator's requirements are taken into account...]
A new notification popped up in front of his eyes.
Tatsuya was surprised:
"Hmm... Did it really work?"
Admittedly, he didn't bet too much on it. However, he was not in a position to dictate any conditions to the higher entities.
However, it seemed that someone on the other side didn't want to go that far, which led not only to certain thoughts, but also to Tatsuya's advantage.
If so...
"Don't worry, I'm a sincere person too. I won't be impertinent. How about giving me a Hogomo Rinnegan or a couple of Mora Cupcakes? No, wait, though... I'm not limited to this world, am I?"
After his "soon-to-be" statement, a new notification appeared, and more than one:
[Since this is the first time an administrator interacts with a spatial chat group, the system will automatically select an item or ability for you according to your current conditions...]
[Randomization... Please wait...]
Tatsuya stared at the messages that appeared in disbelief.
Will the system solve everything by itself?
"Did I overdo it? Well, Rinnegan is not that special..." he took a sip of sake and shrugged his shoulders.
There's nothing you can do about it.
I could only hope for the best.
Maybe it won't be too late to refuse when you get an ability or an item?
Besides, if someone is intelligent behind all this, they are unlikely to throw a useless artifact. Is that right?
However, Tatsuya's slight excitement did not go away, but rather increased. No matter how calmly he tried to behave when he suddenly received an invitation from a chat group, he experienced a whole range of different emotions from the very beginning.
Fortunately, the booze at hand made it easier to "accept."..
"Why should I be surprised? After all, I've been reincarnated into Naruto, and that alone is enough to make me immune to it."
Behind these thoughts, Tatsuya finally waited.
This kind of "prank" has been completed and a new notification has appeared in front of it.:
[Thanks for waiting! A gift has been sent to you. Please accept it]
At the same moment, the glowing window in front of his eyes changed and turned into a three-dimensional gift box.
"Uh.".. Tatsuya frowned.
"So you can't refuse anymore?"
He realized that there was a high probability that as soon as he accepted the gift, this power or item would already become his property and he would no longer be able to return it or exchange it.
"Huh... It's tricky. But this thing reads minds."
It was not difficult to understand that "it" anticipates everything.
"Okay, since that's the case..."
After looking around, Tatsuya drained the bottle in one gulp, put the money on the table, and then left the establishment.
It is better to open suspicious gifts in a more peaceful place.