7:30 p.m., July 15 — Naruto's home.
The blond, blue-eyed boy sat cross-legged on the floor, brow slightly furrowed. Chakra gathered into his palm in a precise pattern, and a sheet of pure white paper lay in front of him.
After a while, his eyebrows twitched. He opened his eyes, pressed one hand firmly onto the paper, and applied a little force—like stamping an ink seal.
A moment later, he lifted his hand.
A line of strange, intricate symbols was now printed on the paper.
"Nice…"
Naruto slumped back, exhausted but satisfied as he stared at his "result." It was the clearest, most complete Flying Thunder God mark he'd managed so far.
"Once you've done it once, it gets easier. I should be able to speed up from here."
He sprang up, grabbed scissors, and carefully cut the paper into small strips. Then he pulled out a scroll, summoned a specially-made kunai, and pasted the strip onto the handle.
Looking at his crude "Flying Thunder God" kunai, he couldn't help it—
"Pfft—"
He laughed out loud.
"This ugly-ass Flying Thunder God kunai has to go to Sakura. Ha—"
But his smile froze. His eyes dimmed, worry slipping across his face.
Sakura still hadn't sent a single word.
"It's fine. She's tough. She knows what she's doing…"
"Maybe she really did go train. She needs to sharpen herself too…"
Restless, he paced back and forth, glanced at the wall clock—almost eight.
Next: a secret talk with Anko.
As for mass-producing Flying Thunder God kunai… he'd get Tenten to help later.
For now, swallow the anxiety. Move.
He didn't leave through the front door. He opened a window instead and slipped out, heading for the training ground from the most hidden route.
7:55 p.m.
A summer breeze rolled over the grass, making it sway. In the darkness, Naruto stood by the wooden posts used for kunai practice, arms folded, waiting for Anko to arrive.
He wasn't worried. She would come.
His job was to teach her a "lesson" so she'd keep working for him.
Two or three minutes later, a slender figure in a coat flickered into view.
Naruto didn't greet her.
He simply pulled out the kunai he'd just made—and hurled it at the ground near her feet.
The figure jolted, then darted sharply left. The kunai stabbed into the earth beside her.
And in that same instant—
Naruto vanished.
He reappeared right in front of her, and a hand wrapped in red chakra slammed onto her shoulder.
"Ugh… ah—" Anko was caught completely off guard. Pain exploded through her shoulder, and then a wave of biting cold flooded her body, like she'd been thrown into an ice pit.
She struggled to steady herself. The hand's owner didn't speak.
Only when she regained a shred of clarity did she hear the boy's low voice.
"Weren't you pretty mouthy on the line? Why aren't you taking a swing at me now?"
Anko lifted her eyes.
The three whisker marks on his face looked deeper than usual. His eyes were a violent, blood-red sheen. Something in her chest tightened—fear, faint but real.
The feeling dragged up old memories she didn't want.
"C-can you… let go first?" She realized with a jolt that her voice had turned submissive—nothing like the firm refusal she'd imagined earlier.
"And if I don't?" Naruto stepped closer, deliberately testing her limits. "You gonna hit me? Or go report me?"
This wasn't just negotiation—it was psychological warfare. Whoever held the initiative won.
Anko drew a breath, but before she could answer, Naruto took another step forward. The distance between them shrank to nothing.
He lifted his free hand and pointed at his own face.
"If you wanna tear it all open, hit me right here. I'll give you the chance."
"W-why are you being so aggressive?!" Anko finally snapped back, but her mental defenses were already cracking.
"Aggressive?" Naruto's hand slipped off her shoulder at last, letting her breathe. He casually retrieved the kunai and kicked it back into his pocket, never taking his eyes off her.
"Do you have any idea how serious things are right now? And you still dare to throw a tantrum at a time like this? You getting bold, Anko?!"
He didn't explain how serious—he didn't need to. He seized the moral high ground first, as if her hesitation was some unforgivable betrayal.
And just like that, Anko started doubting herself.
She stayed silent, swallowed hard, and waited to hear what he'd say next.
Naruto let out a cold snort, arms folding again.
"Back in the Forest of Death, we ran into Orochimaru. You remember that?" His voice dropped. "I got intel—he's been active again lately. But his exact objective is still unclear."
Anko's mind blanked.
He didn't sound like a genin. He sounded like ANBU.
Where the hell are you getting intel like that? the question screamed in her head.
Naruto raised an eyebrow, as if her reaction amused him.
"I know what you're thinking—why I'd know something like that. It's simple: you don't understand me." His tone was calm, arrogant. "If I can get on Hiruzen's boat, then of course I can learn what others can't."
If anyone else said that, Anko would've laughed in their face.
But she'd seen Naruto's "miracles" with her own eyes. His words carried weight.
"Bottom line: this concerns Konoha's safety. We can't make a spectacle of it." Naruto's gaze sharpened. "So we handle it through our own channels."
That last line did two things at once:
It framed him as righteous, working in the shadows for the village.
It implied he wasn't alone—there were others behind him.
Honestly, Naruto almost started believing his own nonsense. He quickly reminded himself it was just his bullshitting skill improving.
Anko went quiet for a long time. She didn't press for details. In the end, she asked cautiously:
"Then… what do you need me to do?"
Good.
Naruto exhaled silently and nodded.
"I need contact with these people: Yuugao Uzuki, Hayate Gekkō, Torune Aburame, and Fū Yamanaka. In that order. Give me their contact info—or set up meetings."
He'd added the last two names on purpose. Misdirection. If Anko ever betrayed him later, it would muddy the waters.
This was too important. He couldn't afford loose ends.
But when Anko heard the list, her shock deepened.
"They… aren't those ANBU?" she blurted out, eyes full of wary dread as she looked at him.
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