"Flying Thunder God… it's already level four."
Ren let out a quiet sigh of amazement.
Among all his traits, Flying Thunder God was the one he had invested in the most.
Although he hadn't obtained many spatial techniques to feed it with, sheer quantity alone had carried it this far.
[Legendary Trait: Flying Thunder God (Gold) Lv.4]
Effect: Instant teleportation between marked objects (Range: 400 meters).
Cost: 90 chakra per teleport.
Note: Placing a mark costs 10,000 chakra.
Four hundred meters!
Compared to the original thirty meters, this was more than a tenfold increase.
If he covered all of Konoha with marks, then with his current chakra reserves, teleporting freely would truly become effortless.
With a thought, a miniature map materialized before his eyes.
When it expanded, the outline of Konoha appeared clearly.
Dense green dots filled the screen, covering almost all major roads and most of the Naka River area.
As for the Uchiha district—
It was completely packed.
So dense it practically glowed green.
The ten-thousand chakra cost per mark sounded outrageous, but to him now, it was negligible.
"Big brother, are you a ninja?"
Just as Ren was deep in thought, the well-fed little blond boy lifted his head eagerly.
"Can you teach me how to train?"
"Teach you?"
Ren blinked. A faint crimson gleam flashed in his dark pupils.
Excitement.
For a four-year-old Naruto to say something like this… wasn't that basically asking to get beaten up?
Worthy of the so-called prince — even his requests were so considerate.
Ren had just been wondering how to defeat Naruto. Now the kid delivered himself.
Smiling, Ren extended his hand.
"I won't teach you — but we can spar."
"Don't hold back. Don't worry about hurting me."
Spar?
Naruto's eyes lit up even brighter.
Weren't all the stories saying that fighting was the best kind of training?
He clumsily took a basic stance and charged forward.
"Haha! Big brother, watch out!"
He wasn't fast — but not slow either.
In Ren's eyes, Naruto's movements looked like slow motion.
Ren casually sidestepped, caught Naruto by the ankle with one hand, and tossed him aside.
Splash.
The kid fell hard — but didn't give up.
He rushed again.
Punching.
Kicking.
Grabbing.
Biting.
At his age, Naruto had no idea how people were supposed to fight.
He only knew how cats and dogs fought in the woods — so he copied them.
And once again, he got thrown away.
[Defeated Target: Uzumaki Naruto. Attempting to copy trait…]
[Copy successful! Congratulations — you have obtained the Legendary Trait: Nine-Tails Jinchūriki (Gold).]
Ren:
…?
…???
Nine-Tails Jinchūriki?!
There was no way he wasn't tempted by that.
But… wasn't this supposed to be an uncopyable trait?
Did this mean a Nine-Tails would grow inside his body too?
"System, is this Nine-Tails Jinchūriki legit?"
[Confirmed.]
[Nine-Tails Jinchūriki (Gold): Allows borrowing the power of the Nine-Tails. Current accessible power: One Tail.]
"So this version reflects the maximum power Naruto can currently handle?"
"And if I copied it again when Naruto grows up, the strength would scale accordingly?"
Understanding dawned on Ren.
So it was essentially a growth-type trait.
Same name — but different stages of power.
He nodded, suppressing his excitement, and continued sparring seriously with Naruto.
After all, Naruto's parents had practically gifted him a massive reward on their first meeting.
He'd remember this favor.
Besides, the village was currently busy dealing with the Cloud Village incident.
No one had spare attention for a blond brat and a chatty teenager.
Time passed quickly.
2:30 a.m.
The sky had turned pitch-black.
Even the moonlight had vanished behind thick clouds.
Ren looked down at the boy in front of him and clicked his tongue.
"You actually exhausted yourself unconscious. You're something else."
Yes — Naruto had fainted.
Not from getting hit.
He had simply burned through all his stamina.
Ren sighed, hesitating.
He should leave.
But leaving the kid here alone didn't sit right with him.
After a moment's thought, he lifted Naruto onto his back and headed toward the village.
Weak Presence — activated.
Swift Shadow — activated.
Motion Perception — activated.
Byakugan — activated.
Three-Tomoe Sharingan — activated.
With all these traits layered together, the world within a hundred meters unfolded like a three-dimensional map.
Crystal clear.
He pushed off the ground and vanished into the night.
Perhaps because of the late hour — or because of the Cloud Village tension — the ANBU patrols that were usually everywhere were nearly absent.
Naruto's trip home went unusually smoothly.
As for the destination?
Even though Ren had never been there, he knew it well from countless conversations.
That lonely two-story house stood apart from the surrounding world.
Ten minutes later—
Creak.
Ren pushed open the heavy wooden door.
Inside, clothes and shoes were scattered everywhere.
Expired milk cartons littered the table.
Instant noodle cups piled against the wall in thick layers.
"No one's taking care of this kid…"
Ren sighed softly.
"Doesn't anyone even tell him that expired milk shouldn't be drunk?"
Then he turned his gaze toward the window, his voice dropping.
"You'd agree with that… wouldn't you, Kakashi?"
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