28 Team Sakumo

My team took the news fairly well overall I guess. I on the other hand was a little bit stupefied. To be honest the counterfeit Ryo situation had become a bit of a running gag in my life. Like the world itself was trying to give me a subtle screw you. A mere 50,000 Ryo I spent was always coming back to haunt me.

At this point Konoha had actually given up on finding the source of the counterfeit Ryo. The Fire Daimyo on the other hand just wouldn't let things go. The result was a C level mission with an unheard of 1,000,000 Ryo reward. It was a C level because of supposed lack of danger but the reward matched an S level mission. In Konoha this grand mission was called: the vacation mission.

At least half the village was listed as actively pursuing the mission in an effort to satisfy the Daimyo. The reality was, without any progress for several years, people only accepted the mission when they needed to justify slacking off. It was also a great mission to justify going to other lands.

Which brings me to the real shit show. The Daimyo in his desperation commissioned a 5,000,000 Ryo bounty on what is now known as "The Creator". Naturally opportunistic people had appeared trying to claim the bounty from several nations. Of course the fakes were easily dismissed when they tried to make counterfeits with ninjutsu. The mission though took people all across the land, as they tried to track the places where the bills serial number should have passed through.

That aside despite my agreement with Grandma Mito, the formation of my team was surely changing the timeline.

At this point I wasn't sure how much of the canon timeline would remain. With my existence alone I was producing an unpredictable butterfly effect. To be honest at this point I was just waiting for her to kick the bucket so I could move freely. My last conversation with her was rough.

" Boy what have you been up to lately. At this point my vision of the timeline is getting more obscure. That can only mean you are interfering more with it. So what mess do I need to clean up this time?"

" Right about that. Do you mind if I cut off one of your fingers?"

"…You know I could just kill you and save myself the headaches right?"

" Right I should explain first."

So I cut off my finger then loaded a save. Throwing the cut off finger to Granda Mito.

" It's real just like the one on my hand. Now please destroy it."

" So that's why the time traveler wanted to make you it's host. Seems you are similar to my husband."

" No, it's not regeneration."

" I know this boy. I mean you have a unique ability. This unique trait of yours will likely never appear again by natural means. You are not the first nor the last to manifest such things. "

" Right… so let me see your hand. (Save) Alright ready. Do you want me to cut the finger or.."

Before my words could finish she had cut the finger off.

" We'll ok then. (load) Now please give me some space."

While holding the finger underneath a blanket I use load once again. Leaving a blank clone underneath. After the clone was made, I released the strength of a hundred seal to avoid my chakra exhaustion state.

" This should allow us to leave a corpse and fake the death of our family."

" It's mindless. Will you throw the corpse mid battle at the enemy? This thing is useless."

" Remember my fathers jutsu?"

" Huh oh I see. Nevermind this will work. Who knows about your ability? "

" Just Tsunade."

" Keep it that way. To think information could be used in such a way though."

Here we go again. Do people like to play cool as they get older?

" What do you mean?"

" Your ability is simply to store information and then retrieve it at your command."

" Uh come again?"

" Haiz that fool from the future didn't know how to use it did he? To think he still came back for this ability.

I'm guessing when you first touched my hand you stored the information on my current physical body. Then retrieved that information to heal me. With the remaining finger you retrieved the information again and created this thing. It's quite a simple and useful ability. Im guessing it works on items as well right?"

[with sweat dripping down my back] "….Right."

" It does have some shortcomings though. Seeing as that thing is mindless you can't store the information in the mind or soul. You also cant replicate two separate entities in the same body from what I'm seeing."

" Grandma you are wise, powerful, and kind please go on… come on I already begged, quit looking at me and keep explaining please."

" (Sigh) …..the Kyubi you little fool, you didn't replicate it. The seal on that thing is empty. I'm guessing since it's sealed inside of me and not part of me you can't replicate it unless touching the Kyubi directly. It does have its own body after all. The answer is definitely no before you ask."

" Fine….Are you sure I can't learn your ability?"

" My ability doesn't make me intelligent boy. When you fix your mind you shouldn't be any worse off than I am."

"… do I really have to say it?"

[You're still in a state of limbo. Your memories are of a much older being. You are physically and mentally young though. That contradiction is tough, which is why your behavior is so erratic. Only time can truly fix that.]

" I can't solve all your problems forever you know. Setting that aside I accept your solution. Our family will leave to the future with the rest of the Uzumaki."

" Fine. How does the time thing work?"

" You'll learn soon enough." She says as she destroys the clone.

" Do you not want to live with us in the future?"

" No I will find my rest in the Pure land. If you live long enough you'll understand boy.

" Fair enough."

That was truly the only big event in the last year of my life.

Team Sakumo only accepted D level missions. Public perception on this was that it was my fault.

" Tsunades boy toy took up two great ninja." I'm not sure if these rumors naturally appeared or if it was an attempt to hide me, but it was annoying.

Why did they say two though? Kosuke was someone who willingly chose to stay a genin. No one would treat him like one though. Then Sakumo was essentially a Kage level ninja. Restricting such people to protect me seemed cruel. I was a career killer.

Duy on the other hand made sense to everyone. A hopeless ninja with a useless kept ninja seemed like a fitting pair. My so called medical genius fame was belittled as merely Tsunades affection. The worse part is we all just had to accept this. A few times I thought about just wiping out all the world. Madara and Thanos may have been on to something.

All of the menial chores we ran aside. Our other work was training. At some point I nearly gave up on being a ninja. I had done nothing but train, train and train. All those wuxia protagonists must be rocks. I had turned eight years old recently and I had trained since 2 years old. 6 years of training. At first the novelty of being in Naruto and my survival instincts carried me through, but I was sick of it. Those wuxia MCs trained for several hundreds of years. Mad respect for those guys.

So now that I was 8 I decided to lighten my training load. I used shadow clones to do it while I slacked off at home. Turns out not much to do at home though. This led me to experiment on completing the eight gates to kill my boredom.

This was the day I actively changed canon. The first time I created a monster.

The day Konohas Demon Green Beast was born.