1 Prologue 1.

- Yeah... - moving away from the monitor, I rubbed my eyes wearily and leaned back in my chair, - if it's not Mary Sue from the enemies, then I don't know what can be considered as such in this manga!

Read the last published chapter of Naruto and can only be surprised at each subsequent increase in the strength of the enemies. That Payne, who lost solely for health reasons, that Madara himself with mokuton and rinnegan in addition to the eternal mangeka sharingan and god mode, that pseudo-Madara with his Gedo Maso and a bunch of biju. And this is not to forget about Kabuto, who reached the hermit regime and mass Edo Tensei. Against this background, Naruto and the company look frankly pale, even with all the power of the last tailed animals. Ordinary Shinobi are generally lost somewhere at the very bottom, if they are not at least jonin.

Turning off the computer, I got up and went to the kitchen - it's four o'clock in the morning and the two-day marathon of continuous reading of the entire manga is over. Considering that I was distracted only by small snacks, it's time to refuel properly. Thank me, there are still leftovers of the roast porcini in the refrigerator, portions for one and a half. That's what I'm going to crack. Putting the pot on the stove, I lit the burner and waited for five minutes, then, armed with a spoon, began to fill my stomach, thinking along the way.

If you take the plot of the manga for true story(not the bungling and lack of foresight the manga), in which something glossed over many details are jammed, and some are simply forgotten, it turns out, a large part of the events - wine folly, arrogance and stupidity just half of the key characters. Almost like in real life. And I don't mean the little thing that happened after the fox attack, even though the students could have been trained much better, especially the blond one, but the older generation... Let's take the same Uchiha who raised, or rather, were going to raise an uprising. Apart from the fact that this story generally smells bad, there is no doubt that they started their swarming just like that. So, they were pushed to do this, because for more than half a century before that, the clan lived quite calmly and did not grieve. And who among us has enough power to push the strongest clan in the village? That's right, the ruling elite of the Hokage and the council of elders. The same Danzo is always on his mind and could easily pull off an action of elimination just to get the power of the most powerful red eyes that can control people and biju, and simply eliminate all other owners.

After chewing the last spoonful, I licked the gravy off my plate and took the dishes to the sink. Then I'll wash it, and now I'll go to bed. Living alone is stressful, but it has its advantages, especially when the children have grown up and moved away, and you remain a bachelor for the rest of your life. As I lay down on the sofa and covered myself with a blanket, I couldn't get the plot of the story out of my head. Let many consider it a pampering for children, but the number and quality of the drawn stories can attract readers of all ages. Actually, thanks to the recommendation of my son, I took up reading the original, because through the force of the watched series, taken to kill time from him, I was not impressed. Unless Kushina looks more beautiful there. But what a woman! And it went to an idiot who simply ruined it, although he could have prevented such an outcome by literally calculating the actions of possible opponents. Yes, what is there to calculate!? Just take them to the hospital, not drag them into battle! Still, she would have been able to survive after pulling out the biju and restraining it when sealing it! Just drives me crazy!

Having turned over on the other side, I sighed and made himself comfortable. There's no point getting turned on when you can't do anything. It's a shame. Although, I would like to be born this way two years after the senior three Ino-Shika-Cho... Let's say in the Nara clan. I've always liked them for their character and lazy charisma. And the topic of their clan techniques is not developed, and after all, what room for imagination... Let's say the mother is from the clan head's family and the sister of Shikaku's father. And the second parent to be... Uzumaki! And what? Given the direction of the techniques used, the chakra system of the born child will be adapted for almost any direction of Shinobi arts, starting from genjutsu and ending with taijutsu with seals. Let's remember the thinking abilities of some and the long life and vitality of others, as a result, we get very decent initial data. And do not forget about kekkei genkai Uzumaki. Many may argue that this is hereditary and does not fall under this category, but the presence of a special chakra in both Mito and Kushina is suggestive. And let's not forget about Karin Uzumaki, whose chakra is also special, along with the abilities of a strong sensor. Nagato here really stands out with his dojutsu, and after all, also Uzumaki. If this is not the presence of kekkei genkai, then I do not know what to consider as such... True, Naruto did not have anything like this, but as a half-breed with the dominant genes of his father, which is clearly determined by appearance, he could only get accelerated regeneration, supported by the Kyubi and an increased volume of chakra, added to the rather large reserves of all carriers of the tailed ones. Then it becomes clear how he can produce thousands of clones. Unfortunately, nothing is known about the possibilities of the children of female jinchuriki due to the absence of these very children, except for the most obvious. And the fact that it does not understand what is hereditary, and what is inherited from a sealed demon. It seems that one of the parents of Tsunade should be like this, but in the manga nothing is said about them.

I sighed - even adults can dream. To be in a world where almost anything is possible, including the resurrection of the dead and the creation of the moon by man, is worth a lot. No doubt about the remnants of my life and the constant danger in the new one! It's better than being a sick old man, remembering the best years of my life and a lot of missed opportunities. And what kind of women I've met... Oh, and I, the fool, was looking for the only one. With another sigh, I pushed the thoughts out of my mind and began to drift off into sleep.

And only somewhere far away, in a barely audible whisper, the words "well, try it" sounded, without stirring the sleepy mind of a person who is about to get what he wants.