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Naruto: Dark Akatsuki

The inexplicable soul penetrated to the center of the second ninja war, an ordinary boy named Senjin in the country of rain, without any system, nor cheat, as an ordinary person, how should Senjin survive in such troubled times, and how should he learn ninjutsu to control his own destiny... This is the most realistic Naruto Fan-Fiction. Disclaimer!!! I'm not the author i'm just a translator this is improved MTL from Chinese novel, it's not perfect but i will try to edit as much as i can so at least you won't see any random chinese names, all the names will be in Japanase uncluding person, places, and even Jutsu. Author: Doomsday Cucumber Raw: https://www.uukanshu.net/b/58399/#gsc.tab=0

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Chapter 2: Group of Four

" Hey kid, do you want to eat? "

During the dinner break, the yellow-haired Shinobi who almost shot Senjin to death with a kunai suddenly said jokingly.

" Gulp ! "

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, Senjin looked at Asahi's malicious smile and quickly shook his head.

" No, no need. "

" Hehe, I can tell from your look that you are very hungry, how can you say no? " Asahi took out a small kunai and started playing with it.

" Okay, let's play a game. As long as you can guess which of my hands the kunai is in, I'll give it to you. " While playing with the kunais quickly, Asahi looked at it with a smirk. Senjin glanced at him.

" Of course, if you guess wrong, I will make a cut on your face. " At this point, Asahi's face showed a hint of ferocity.

" Now the game begins! "

" Boom! " " Boom! "

Along with the afterimages, Asahi closed his palms fiercely.

" Guess, which hand is the kunai in now? If you answer it correctly, you can get something delicious! " Asahi said with a bright smile.

Drops of cold sweat continued to fall down Senjin's forehead, and Senjin couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Senjin understood that he could not guess it no matter what .

As time passed by, Asahi's face gradually darkened.

" Are you planning to give up? "

Seeing Senjin's silence, Asahi became even more angry.

" Very well, bad boys should receive the punishment they deserve! "

As he spoke, Asahi fiercely grabbed Senjin's face with his claws.

" Poof! "

" Haru, what do you mean? "

I saw the scar-faced Shinobi who said he wanted to kill Senjin blocked Asahi's attack with one punch.

" It's nothing, I just see that you are unhappy. "

" You guy! Do you want to die? "

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, the black-haired Hawk Eyed leader, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly started to drink.

" enough! "

This hawk-eyed Shinobi seemed to have quite a high prestige. Asahi and Scarface suddenly stopped.

The hawk-eyed Shinobi glanced at Asahi with his sharp eyes and said calmly.

" This is a battlefield. I'll take away all your bad tastes. Do you understand? " 

" Yes, yes! Lord Akio! "

Drops of cold sweat continued to flow from Asahi's head. It was obvious that he was extremely afraid of the leader named Akio.

" Don't let me see something like this again next time. Have all the necessary security facilities been completed? " 

" I 'll go now, I'll go now. "

Said him to the man named Akio in fear and did not dare to say anything more. He just turned around and glared at the scar-faced Shinobi fiercely.

The scar-faced Shinobi stared back without any concern .

After Asahi left, the scar-faced Shinobi continued to roast the unknown large piece of food in his hand as if nothing had happened.

Senjin quietly looked at the scar-faced Shinobi in front of him, with a hint of gratitude mixed with fear.

Although he already knew the name or code name of the guy with the ferocious scars on his face, Haru, Senjin silently decided on a nickname for this guy with a scarface.

I originally thought that this guy was going to kill me as soon as they met, and his face was full of ferocity. He might be the most vicious person in the group.

But reality told Senjin that things didn't seem to be that simple.

" Give! "

Scarface suddenly handed the food in his hand to Senjin.

" This ... is this for me? "

Senjin swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

" Nonsense! "

Scarface glared at Senjin fiercely.

" What? Don't want to eat? "

" Ah! I want to eat, I want to eat! "

Taking small bites of this unknown and almost tasteless food, Senjin secretly looked at the scarred man again.

 

" Thank you, thank you. "

Senjin suddenly whispered.

Scarface ignored it, shook his head and continued grilling his food.

After a while, Scarface seemed to have nothing to do and looked at Senjin again.

" Hey, kid! How did you get here. "

" I ?"

Senjin suddenly thought of his parents again. Although the consciousness of the two people was fused, this was probably the only deep consciousness left by the original owner.

Unknowingly, Senjin burst into tears.

" My parents accidentally fell into a Shinobi trap and died. I kept running and running, and ended up here inexplicably. I don't know where to go now. " 

" Hey ..."

The scar-faced man looked at Senjin and couldn't help but sigh.

" Actually, you might as well let me kill you. I have seen too many war orphans, and all of them are experiencing pain that is worse than death ..." 

" To be honest, it may not be a good thing for you to survive. .."

After taking a look at the silent leader with his eyes closed, Scarface held back what he wanted to say, and just shook his head and sighed again.

" Here, eat more. "

Hearing the words of the scar-faced Shinobi, Senjin couldn't help but become confused again.

on earth are they going to do with me?

Inexplicably, Senjin had a bad premonition.

Suddenly, Senjin looked at a corner.

I saw a Shinobi wrapped in a cloak looking coldly at Senjin through the dark hole in the mask.

This guy ... he was clearly standing here, but people subconsciously ignored him.

Is this the power of Shinobi? He clearly knew that this team consisted of four people, but it seemed that he had never seen him before.

Is this an illusion ?

" hehe. "

The Shinobi under the cloak suddenly laughed hoarsely .

" Shadow, why are you laughing ?"

The scar-faced Shinobi looked at the Shinobi named Shadow in shock.

if it was something unbelievable that the Shinobi named Shadow laughed out loud, the leader who had been closing his eyes to relax unexpectedly opened his eyes, with slight doubts in his eyes.

" nothing. "

Shadow shook his head.

" I just feel a little pity for this child. "

" Um ?"

Akio let out a light sigh and looked at the shadow strangely.

" Judging from the fact that he can detect my existence without having practiced chakra, maybe he will be a genius in illusion training. " 

" It's just a pity that he was not born in any Shinobi village. Therefore, it is impossible for him to learn ninjutsu. He is destined to live like an ant all his life, or even ... worse than an ant. " 

" Haha. "

The leader Akio sneered.

" The world is like this. It is full of unfairness. Talent and birth have already determined people's future. " 

As he said this, the leader's face visibly fluctuated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Senjin huddled aside carefully, not daring to speak, and quietly observed the so-called Shinobi world.

Through conversations with several people, Senjin carefully deepened his understanding of the world.

Soon after, Asahi, who had left before, finally came back, but his arm was injured and blood was flowing down.

" Damn it, I don't know who set the trap. I didn't even notice it and almost fell into it. " Asahi said and looked at the shadow.

" Give me the medicine quickly, it seems to be poisonous. "

poured the medicine on the wound without ceremony, and Asahi suddenly cried out in pain.

" Um ?"

hearing the news brought by Asahi, the leader Akio pondered for a moment.

" It looks like there may be enemies nearby, so be careful from now on. " 

At night, Senjin stared at the starry sky that was completely unfamiliar to him in his previous life, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

In such a world ... how should I survive?