1 Chapter 1 - Home Alone

This story is fictional.

The protagonist isn't some evil-hearted hero but instead faces the world from his perspective with both wariness and willingness.

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Chapter 1 - Home Alone

"Damn demon fox"

With a slam of the door, the man exiting sets off in disgust saying

"glad to be done with this, I hope my family won't be cursed".

Sitting at the table, a young boy with blond hair in a dazed state attempts to make sense of what is happening around here.

'who am I? why am I here'

Continuing to be stuck in a daze, this blond-haired boy can't seem to make sense of what is happening.

'Transmigration? no. Reincarnation? no. What is this, it's fake right but looks real'

"aahhh it hurts"

Pinching himself hard this blond-haired boy finds he can feel the sense of pain so it must be real.

'No, that's not right, this is fake, all of it is fake'

This is not a simple sense of denial but an instinct set off in his subconscious, what he feels is both real and fake at the same time.

'I don't understand, I don't remember who was me but I know a "me" that is not this blond-haired boy is who I am'

What he feels is correct but he can't remember who he is, but his instincts let him know he is someone else and is in recognition of that fact.

Going from a dazed state to a more aware state he looks around where he is to get his bearings.

'small room, bearly any furniture, bearly anything at all for that matter, why is my home so empty'

His room has some furniture and other things but you'd think it's a messy hotel room rather than a living apartment that he lives in, There are weird smells and stuff clattered on the floor and tables.

'Just who was that man at the door and why did he say he was glad to be done with me?'

Thinking to himself he realized.

'No, I remember a little from this body, he was here to teach me some basic language and other things to live for the past year, but he bearly taught me and probably won't return, this is bad'

As this blond-haired boy takes in the memories he realizes that the memories are of this boy, however, there are very few memories because of his young age.

'No, It can't be"

Running straight to the mirror in the bathroom he pulls a nearby stool to try and gain some height and can bearly see his face while jumping.

'No, No, It's a pitiful kid, my current memory of this body says he is called Naruto Uzumaki, why am I him, what the hell is going on?'

Almost in shock, While he can't remember who his true self is, he knows the current pitiful state of this kid.

Almost slipping off the stool Naruto climbs down and moves back to the previous room and sits on his bed and tries to take stock of what is happening.

'I can't remember who I am but I know who this body is from his memories, he spends his life as both trash and someone to be looked down on in the eyes of everyone for no reason, almost born to be hated.

Pitiful, Truly pitiful, but why does it resonate with me, was I a pitiful person before I came here?'

(will refer to the protagonist as Naruto from here on)

Trying to find the answer to who he was, Naruto can't find the answers he seeks so he tries to think of his future to get a concept of what he will deal with, it's not that he knows the future but wants to instinctively feels the emotions and direction his life will go if there is a chance to find an answer there but comes up with very little, almost nothing so his instincts are more towards the current time.

'No memories and a sense of hardship from now on, no one to back me up or assist with resources, and no one to give proper training at least for the time being as the teacher mentioned the ninja academy once'.

'This is indeed going to be really hard to survive, even more so since it won't be long until winter, I barely got anything to keep warm outside and just have my blanket, a few warm clothes and a half working heater inside and there is not enough money to buy both food and extra warm clothes'

Naruto whose face looks like he ate a whole lemon while savoring its flavor almost wants to slam his head against the table.

Naruto whose had a basic grasp of his future, while foggy due to the lack of physical memories but instinctively understood enough to not be too ignorant but refused to deal with a lot of the excessive problems that come with it, he knows a lot of hardship is inevitable such as being poor and unwanted but he feels he should live his life his own way, even in this world .

Naruto who instinctively raised his right hand and followed it by raising his middle finger and yelling out.

"Go fuck yourself"

The Anbu agent sitting outside Naruto's home and staring at him like a statue saw this and thought to himself

'kids finally breaking, the teacher left and has no intention of returning so he vented his anger, damn demon fox, respect the villagers even if they are not around, if it wasn't for the Hokage's orders I would have finished you the moment I saw you instead of protecting you'

Most anbu are ignorant of Naruto's heritage with only the higher-ups of Konaha and certain anbu leaders being informed to avoid indirect issues, however, that didn't prevent those in Konoha's darkness from spreading the rumors of Naruto being the demon fox in order to ostracize him and possibly hoping to get him for his own units later.

Naruto in a moment of intuition realized his curtains were opened by the teacher before went to close them, he felt that something was wrong or someone was watching him, while the anbu didn't care for the curtains being closed, they simply didn't want naruto to run around or get into danger because of the Hokage's orders but ultimately wish they could just go on another assignment however they wouldn't dare question the Hokage's orders so just keep watch outside so that there are no issues.