6 4. Waking up like Kato Dan

I was tired.

At the entrance at the gate to the Senju district, I nodded.

The guard didn't pay any attention to me.

Is this my life?

I am a shinobi.

I'm an assassin.

I kill everyone.

Whoever opposes the will of Fire.

The will of fire is in my sister's smile.

In the red glow of Tsunade's eyes.

In the wind when Jiraiya's hair is shaggy.

In the speed of Orochimaru's punch.

The freak keeps hurting me.

In the eyes of the Uchiha. They are clowns!

I ran to the house and sat down at the entrance.

My hand reached for my belt. Fumbled for a thick wad of money.

Is that the meaning of life?

Wretches!

Chakra the meaning of life!

Stop!

What is the meaning of life?

The meaning of what life?

The freaks I kill?

No.

Stop.

Who am I?

Europe. Pizza. Italy.

What's my name?

I don't remember.

I frowned.

Konoha. Naruto.

I remember.

Tsunade. Orochimaru. Jiraiya.

I remember.

War is coming.

War!

No.

Sis won't die!

Stop.

I turned my head and saw familiar places.

A small lake next to a one-story house.

Yes!

We should walk on the water and in the trees.

My fingers quickly formed a chain of seals.

"Spirit transformation!"

My ghost appeared before me.

"No need to beg. No need to beg. The gods do not hear us. Well done. Good job."

"What? What are you saying?"

"The money will come in handy. Replenish the rice supply. Buy your sister some goodies. Killing again?"

"What? Why kill?"

"Dan! Wake up. Two deaths gave two points to the stats. That was easy. Do you remember what the System is?"

"Go fuck yourself! I have no freedom in point allocation! I don't understand anything at all!"

"Why should I understand?"

Ghost grinned in my face.

"First rule of the System. Never rush to allocate System points.

Second rule of the System. Kill!"

I snorted and shook my head.

"I think. I saw a movie. It was called Fight Club. The hero had a phantom. His shadow. He was a shadow himself. It's confusing! What are you hinting at?"

"I'm hinting at your ass. Hide the money. Go in the house. Make some bread. "Feed your sister. Do your job for the System."

I remembered.

*

Shinobi accepts the System.

Receives quests from the System.

Daily quest: 10 push-ups, 10 squats, run 10 miles.

Reward: 5 experience points.

Social quests, situational quests.

Killing monsters, enemy shinobi, and humans...

*

"Wait! I killed two freaks and got two experience points.

I'll get five points in an hour of exercise! Why did I kill them?"

"For the money. You're holding a wad of money. Don't be in a hurry to take a swing at the shinobi. You're weak!"

The ghost's face contorted.

It's creepy to see yourself if you're ashamed.

He reached out his hand and punched me in the forehead.

Creepy!

It was as if the wind had kissed my face.

"I'm going to go. I'll look around. No errands. Take care of the training. Make bread for your sister!"

He stepped back and turned around.

"Sure you don't want to see Tsunade naked? She's taking a water treatment in the morning. A little effort and I can capture her soul. She'll get down on her knees and open her mouth to your cock."

"Go for a walk!"

Nonsense is impossible.

I don't want to make bread.

I do. The son of a shinobi family. I don't like making it.

Flour. Water. Knead. Put a piece of dough on a wooden board.

Sister.

"Get away!"

The girl quickly poked at the piece of dough with her fists.

I felt that woman's magic.

She hit the chakra!

Girls.

A quiet voice made me stop.

"I heard everything. Daddy's dead. I'll get the flowers ready. We'll go to the stone of the dead."

The stone of the dead.

Mom's name is there.

At the edge of the shinobi cemetery stands this stone.

On it are the names of the shinobi. They completed their mission. They died. But they did it.

I remember the name.

Kakashi.

He used to stand by that rock all the time.

Stop!

Kakashi.

Sasuke Uchiha. The girl with the pink hair. Naruto.

That's close. It's important.

I need to remember this.

And better yet, do the System's job.

I exhaled and lay down on the ground.

I began my training.

"Dan! Are you sick? Can I kick you?"

My sister laughed beside me.

"I'm not sick. I'm tired. I'm very tired!"

Ten push-ups is easy. Ten squats is easy.

Ten miles of jogging?

The system! Do you understand what you are demanding?

I walked out of the house and nodded. Gotta run.

I ran.

My father told me to exercise.

Mom laughed, you have to look for more chakra in yourself.

Mom was a shuriken master. She killed her enemies with a single thought. The shurikens obeyed her will.

So?

I spat my saliva and ran to the familiar meadow.

This is not a training ground. This is a place that doesn't use weapons or chakra.

They don't even use Tai here.

I ran across the grass.

I wasn't thinking.

The cunt ran up and laughed.

"You're slow, Kato Dan!"

She sped up and I looked at her ass.

Tsunade!

Tsunade Senju.

Leave me alone, you crazy girl.

I don't want you or your future Tits.

I want to run in peace and get my bonuses from the System.

She ran forward and laughed.

"Don't slow down in my way, freak!"

Shouted the guy and tried to push me in the back.

It won't work.

I don't know how the System works.

I know I can't freely allocate points to statistics.

But I've changed.

Without the eyes of the Uchiha and the Hyuga, I can see.

I see opponents nearby.

The guy misses and goes off the run.

"Suck my cock, Sarutobi."

I spit a curse from my lips and get ready to keep running.

"Stop! I'll use jutsu!"

I stopped.

"We are students of the Academy, Sarutobi. We can't apply techniques. We are leaves by the tree, under the flames of Fire."

"You hit me, lowborn. Let's fight!"

The lad rose into a hand-to-hand combat posture.

"Sarutobi. You will lose."

I took Tai's first stance.

Suddenly I realized the insidiousness of this stance.

Not kind at all. Creepy. Ready to kill.

If my body would allow it.

My body couldn't let me kill Sarutobi.

But I saw him.

Without the magic eyes of the Uchiha.

I saw the guy's movements.

He punched his fist. Infused his hand with chakra.

I gently struck his arm.

Like fucking Orochimaru!

Deftly. Slippery. Painful.

My left hand hit my opponent in the head.

No taunting.

A sharp blow.

To make his mind wobble.

To make him remember.

Sarutobi fell.

I turned and ran.

There was a strange indicator in my head.

Seven miles to go. Three miles to go.