Naruto: People are in Konoha, the system arrived 20 years earlier Chapter 055

The morning after the Chunin Exams concluded.

Sunlight filtered through the Hokage’s office window, dappling across the antique wooden desk, and a faint scent of tobacco hung in the air.

Orochimaru stood tall and straight, like a cold sculpture, quietly before the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, meticulously reporting on the Chunin Exams.

Hiruzen sat behind his large desk, holding an exquisite pipe, occasionally flicking away ash, his face etched with surprise and bewilderment.

“You mean, because of that kid Hayato, the third round of tests was directly canceled?”

Orochimaru nodded slightly, his voice calm and firm.

“Yes, but I have one other candidate who meets the requirements for Chunin promotion: Nara Akiteru.”

Upon hearing this, Hiruzen frowned, pondering for a moment before speaking again.

“What about the others? Are there any other suitable prospects?”

In times of war, the village desperately needed independent combat strength, a fact Hiruzen understood better than anyone.

Orochimaru mused for a moment, seemingly weighing something, then slowly spoke.

“The other two members of Nara Akiteru’s team barely reached the passing line.”

“Alright, I trust your judgment.”

Hiruzen gently set down his pipe, picked up a stamp, and solemnly affixed his seal in the blank spaces after the four names on the list.

He then handed the list to his assistant, motioning for them to complete the subsequent procedures.

“You’ve worked hard this time, Orochimaru.” Hiruzen gazed at his most accomplished disciple, his eyes filled with satisfaction and expectation.

“No matter, I’ll take my leave.” Orochimaru responded coolly, turning and departing the office without much small talk or pleasantries.

Hiruzen walked to the window, looking at the Hokage Rock not far away, a myriad of emotions in his heart.

“The Uchiha clan has produced a true genius. I hope he can become a vital force in protecting the village and restore its glory.”

…

“That’s impossible.”

Hayato turned his head away, not even glancing at the two visitors who had called upon him, his tone tinged with disdain and coldness.

Kiba Inuzuka and his father, Tsume Inuzuka, stood outside the door, their faces filled with awkwardness and helplessness.

After the Chunin Exams, Kiba had sought out his father, claiming his ninja dog partner had been abducted.

After some inquiries, they discovered the culprit was Hayato, which led them to his door to retrieve the dog.

Tsume looked towards Shota, attempting to seek his help: “Shota-sensei, about this…”

On the other side, Shota scratched his head, a genial smile on his face, but a hint of mischief gleamed in his eyes.

“I can’t really get involved in this. At my house, we’re very democratic. Hayato has his own ideas, so us adults shouldn’t interfere. Let the kids sort it out themselves.”

His main point was: I don’t know, don’t ask me, I’m not getting involved.

Upon learning of this situation, Tsume gave a wry smile, then glared at Kiba beside him, angry at his lack of initiative.

It’s all your fault for being so useless!

Kiba shrank his neck, his face full of embarrassment and shame.

After all, for him, someone who had been a genin for two and a half years, to lose directly to a newcomer who had been a genin for less than two and a half months, was in itself an extremely disgraceful matter.

And if he could have resolved this himself, he wouldn’t have needed to drag his father along.

Tsume sighed, then stepped forward.

Seeing this, Shota immediately stood in front of Hayato, shielding him.

“What do you think you’re doing?! This is Uchiha territory.”

Seeing Shota’s defensive reaction, Tsume quickly spoke. “Shota-sensei, don’t misunderstand, I just want to explain something to Hayato.”

Hearing this, Shota dispelled his intimidating aura, and his genial smile reappeared on his face.

“Oh, I see. You know, you could have just stood there and talked. My son and I aren’t hard of hearing.”

Hayato remained composed throughout, as if everything was under his control.

Not to mention that this was the Uchiha compound, so the other party wouldn’t dare to act presumptuously.

Even if they dared to do something, what could they do to him?

One Flying Thunder God, and you’d be lucky to even see the hem of my clothes.

“Is there anything else you want to say?” Hayato spoke indifferently.

Tsume retracted his left foot, which he had just stepped forward, lowered his head, thought for a moment, and then slowly began.

“Hayato, Jiro grew up with Kiba, and when he was very young, he already formed a secret clan jutsu contract with Kiba.”

“And then?” Hayato tilted his head, feigning incomprehension.

Tsume cleared his throat, “So, even if you take Jiro away, he can’t become your Summoning Beast. Do you understand what I’m saying? And you don’t need to waste chakra…”

He didn’t finish the last part of his sentence, otherwise, it would sound like an accusation.

After learning that Hayato was from the Uchiha clan, he knew that Hayato had controlled Jiro through Sharingan genjutsu.

“Oh, I see. Well, I can still have little Jiro guard our house, right, Dad?” Hayato still spoke with an air of indifference.

Shota feigned deep thought and nodded: “Hmm, indeed!”

Kiba, standing beside them, stomped his foot in frustration: “It’s Jiro! Not little Jiro!”

“Shut up! Do you still want to settle this? Aren’t you embarrassed enough already?” Tsume snapped.

Then, he put on a friendly smile again and slowly spoke: “Hayato, wouldn’t having Jiro… little Jiro guard the house be a waste of his talents? After all, he’s a ninja dog.”

“How about this: if you really need a ninja dog, you can come to our clan and choose a suitable one to train. What do you say?”

Hayato leaned slightly, moving closer to Shota, and whispered, “Dad, is what he said about that contract true?”

“I have heard about that, it seems to be a real thing, but if you really like that ninja dog, then you don’t have to back down,” Shota replied in a low voice.

Hayato turned around. It was just a ninja dog that couldn’t be used as a Summoning Beast, it wasn’t like he absolutely needed it.

As for whether he particularly liked little Jiro?

Sorry, no. A ninja dog that can’t even speak, is it even worthy of being called a ninja dog?

So he looked at Tsume, feigning difficulty.

“The bond between little Jiro and me is very deep. He’s my beloved dog companion.”

At these words, cold sweat appeared on the faces of both Tsume and Kiba.

Tsume asked, trying to keep his composure, “So, you mean?”

“More dogs!”

Tsume glanced at Kiba beside him and sighed helplessly: “Two spots then. That’s our limit.”

To Hayato, Jiro might just be an ordinary ninja dog. But to Kiba, he was like family.

Hayato tapped his right finger rhythmically on his left arm, seemingly deep in thought: “Two? That works too.”

It wasn’t a loss.

“But, can you really make that decision? Don’t tell me you’re just tricking us.” Hayato looked at Tsume suspiciously.

“Don’t worry, Hayato. Tsume is in charge of breeding new ninja dogs for the Inuzuka clan,” Shota explained, patting Hayato’s shoulder.

Hearing Shota vouch for him, Tsume’s eyes showed gratitude.

“Of course, I wouldn’t agree to something I wasn’t sure about.”