1 Chapter 1: The fruit that should not have appeared (Edited)

In the ninja world, Konohagakure.

The light of the setting sun fell on the Ninja Academy, creating a calm and peaceful atmosphere.

But in this calm and peaceful environment, there was a boy who seemed out of place.

"Bunshin no Jutsu!"

Auge!

After a cloud of smoke erupted, no clone appeared.

"And failed again...", Naito said, with bitter smile on his face.

He had been coming to this world for years.

In this world of ninjas, Naito dreamed of being a genius, becoming rich and becoming a famous ninja in the ninja world.

However, the fact is that it was extremely difficult for his body to refine chakra, let alone use the three basic Jutsus.

His chakra volume is a fraction of that of children his own age. As for the three basic Jutsus, none of them can be used successfully, no matter how many times he tries.

"Although I can't use Ninjutsu, there is still Taijutsu. There is Hachimon Tonko, but I don't want my power to last for a moment, I want to be powerfully constantly.", Naito said, looking with a bit of resentment towards the sky.

Is God joking with me?

"Sigh, there's still about two years until the Second Ninja World War starts, not to mention the fighting in it, even trying to survive will be difficult with my current strength."

Naito sighed, he just had to come when the Second Ninja World War was about to start, this was his bad luck.

He was only eight years old now.

But the time he had left was running out.

If in two years he did not develop a way to protect himself, then in the Second Ninja World War, his fate would be that of cannon fodder.

Naito didn't want to be cannon fodder.

"Well, let's not think about that, let's go to the back mountain to continue practicing Taijutsu. Even if it's hard to use Ninjutsu, I can't just give up."

After shaking his head, dismissing the thoughts in his mind, Naito stood up and walked towards the forest behind the Ninja Academy.

As he walked through the Ninja Academy, from time to time, the students of the Ninja Academy gave him strange glances

"I heard that guy can't use Ninjutsu at all."

"I'm afraid he won't pass the graduation exam in the future."

"That's for sure, that guy is an outsider, he wasn't born in the village, so how can he be compared to the geniuses in our village?"

The students continued to talk about him while giving him looks of contempt.

Naito pretended not to hear anything.

A group of children, after the Second Ninja World War will break out in two years, will know the cruelty of the ninja world.

But it is not good for him to say that he was unlucky.

Coming to this world, he became a resident of Konoha.

Even if he wasn't a member of the Senju or Uchiha Clan... Even being born into a civilian family is acceptable.

But the truth is, he wasn't even from a civilian family.

Naito wasn't born in Konoha, he was from a small village.

That small village was wiped out by Sunagakure and he was the only survivor.

Then, he was found by the ninjas of Konoha who brought him to Konoha.

Although he was only a child, wherever he went he was greeted with coldness and contempt.

Naito was already used to that.

He went to the mountain behind the Ninja Academy.

He headed towards a small wooden stake.

There was an obvious dent on that small wooden stake.

Those dents were created by Naito's countless punches and kicks.

Looking at the bandages on his legs and fists, Naito took a deep breath, then suddenly kicked the small wooden stake.

Even if he can't use Ninjutsu, he didn't plan on giving up.

"One, two, three... thirty-five, thirty-six..."

His body was drenched in sweat as if it was raining.

Soon, his body began to get more and more tired, especially the part of his ankles, which were going numb.

Even so, Naito still did not stop, he gritted his teeth and continued.

He could not use Ninjutsu, so only Taijutsu can be practiced.

But for someone to become an expert in Taijutsu, one needs to endure a great deal of pain and have a will of steel, but not many children Naito's age have those two qualities.

Slowly, Naito began to pant violently, sweat soaked his shirt and began to drip onto the floor.

Finally, when his legs were too numb to stand up, he stopped.

"I'll take a break, then I'll do five hundred punches in a row, then two hundred side kicks..."

Naito sat to the side to rest for a moment, watching the sunset with only a trace of sunlight left, relaxing for a moment.

If he could continue to enjoy this scene every day, it would be nice.

But unfortunately, the Second Ninja World War was about to start, then the Third Ninja World War and then the Fourth Ninja World War... There were still many crises ahead, it won't be easy to survive with their current strength.

After he finished his rest, Naito stood up to resume his training, but he suddenly let out a sound of surprise.

Because he noticed that when the last glow of the sun fell, there seemed to be a strange silhouette in a certain direction of the forest.

What was that?

There was a hint of curiosity on Naito's face.

The silhouette was simply not large, it was about the size of an apple Perhaps some wild fruit growing on a tree?

Curious, Naito began to walk slowly in that direction.

After a while, Naito found the place of that fruit that still had some light and picked it up, but his expression turned into shock when he saw the fruit.

Damn!!!

Shocked, even the lamp in his hand that illuminated the surroundings immediately fell to the ground.

The light disappeared and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

"This...this is it!"

Naito suddenly squatted down, picked up the lamp and pointed it in the direction of the fruit.

He still had a shocked expression on his face.

Finally, Naito reached out carefully and took the fruit in his hand.

It was a strange looking fruit.

If anyone else in this world found it, they wouldn't know what kind of fruit it would be and probably would have discarded it as a poisonous fruit.

But Naito was different.

He was a fan of anime and it was almost impossible for him not to recognize this fruit.

It was a devil fruit!

"How could this appear in the ninja world?!"

Looking at the very delicate fruit in his hand, which didn't look like a fake, Naito's mouth dropped open in shock.

It didn't make sense!

Was it really a toxic fruit and it turned out to be like the real devil fruit?

This thought flashed through his mind.

But then he shook his head.

No, because it looked too much like it, so much so that it didn't feel fake.