Did these kids really not understand how serious this was at all?
Kakashi took a deep breath and said,
"Have you ever considered this? If you give up now, you may never have another chance to become a ninja again."
Naruto shrugged.
"I know. But I'm giving it up voluntarily—for my teammates. It's no big deal."
Sasuke clenched his teeth.
"They don't understand anything! Why won't you just let me—"
Sakura cut in calmly.
"Then let's fight."
Naruto: "..."
Beside Kakashi, the phantom of Obito spoke with amused interest:
"These kids clearly met by chance, yet they're willing to sacrifice themselves for one another. That's… unexpected."
Kakashi couldn't help sighing inwardly.
But Naruto is right. If I had the chance, I'd trade my life for yours without hesitation.
"Obito… you're my most precious companion."
The shadow beside him slowly faded away, leaving behind only a wisp of green smoke.
Kakashi looked seriously at the three of them.
"You're free to give up—that's your right. But if all of you give up, then it's meaningless."
"So," he asked,
"who are you planning to send out?"
Standing beside him, Sakura fell silent. She knew her next answer was crucial.
But for some reason, she wanted to see what Naruto would come up with.
Sasuke immediately tried to speak, but his mouth opened and closed again, as if something were stuck in his throat.
Naruto glanced at Sasuke, then at Sakura.
What? If I say something wrong now, I'm responsible?
Then don't hold back.
"I suggest that all three of us give up," Naruto said with a grin.
Sakura, Sasuke, and Kakashi were all stunned.
Naruto paused, then spoke slowly:
"Don't you think being a ninja is kind of boring?"
Kakashi stared at him.
"Why would you say that?"
"To complete missions efficiently, we have to suppress our emotions, violate human nature, and even betray our own people. Becoming that kind of ninja? That's just stupid."
Naruto's voice suddenly rose.
"Sasuke! Yesterday you said your dream was to revive your family and complete your revenge. But if you die on a mission, what meaning does your revenge even have?!"
"Sakura—I've seen your parents. They're not great heroes, not descendants of legends. And yet they sent their daughter to the front lines like heroes themselves. Why? For good luck?"
"And as for me—I just want to live a normal life. But the villagers despise me, everyone looks down on me, and somehow I'm supposed to fight for their approval and even dream of surpassing the Hokage. What kind of ridiculous nonsense is that?!"
By the way—
in his previous life, Naruto had been nicknamed "Private Studio" by his coworkers, because they'd seen him playing Bengtetsu while drawing firefly cards.
To them, playing Genshin Impact was an attack on originality.
Watching anime meant being obsessed with 2D characters.
Using JOJO memes meant you were insane.
Buying grain was both stupid and pretentious.
Discussing manga plots meant you weren't doing your real job.
These comments fermented endlessly, eventually turning into crude labels like "goblin" and "rat."
In the end, as a corporate slave, he couldn't take it anymore.
That entire afternoon, he burned with anger.
"I want everyone to acknowledge me—but if the price is abandoning my teammates or destroying humanity, then I'd rather not be acknowledged at all!"
"You don't need to be a ninja to earn recognition. You can do other things!"
"Sasuke—are ninjas really the only path to revenge? Starting today, I can train with you. We can study jutsu in the library, practice at the training grounds, even challenge strong opponents together."
"Sakura—I'll do anything you want. First, I'll drive out every vile, arrogant man in the village. Then I'll castrate every man who toys with women so they'll never stand again—except me."
Sakura burst out laughing.
Naruto remained unfazed and turned to Kakashi. Kakashi's expression gradually darkened.
"Boss, I'll even run errands for you in my spare time. I'll buy you the latest Icha Icha Paradise. The movie version's fine too!"
Sakura said expressionlessly,
"Do you believe me? I'll report you to the Leaf's higher-ups for minors accessing pornography."
"Sorry. Slip of the tongue."
Sasuke couldn't help but smile faintly.
"Naruto… what are you actually trying to say?"
Naruto smiled.
"What I'm saying is this."
"If the concept of a ninja is filthy, then there's no need to become one. If this world is twisted, then we change the world."
"If we keep following its twisted rules, we'll never find a way out. Why not change them—and carve out a brand-new path?"
"But," Kakashi interrupted, "won't that path be far too difficult?"
Naruto smiled slightly.
Beside him stood a figure in white robes, black hair flowing in the wind. His eyebrows were sharp as blades, slanting toward his temples; his eyes were narrow and profound. Every movement radiated danger and power.
If you were scrolling through TikTok, a heavy beat would be playing right now.
A man living in the age of stable internet chuckled softly.
"How hard could it be—for one person to persist?"
Naruto shouted to the sky:
"How hard could it be—for one person to persist to the very end?!"
With grain in the granary, the spirit stands strong!
The Way is this:
Cicadas sing against the current of the world through spring and autumn, never relinquishing their defiance of hegemony.
The sage, full of wisdom and strategy, smiled gently at the crowd.
Who could fail to be moved?
Silence fell.
Only the heavy breathing of a few people beat rhythmically through the air.
Sasuke's heart pounded violently, his chest brimming with youthful fire. He almost wanted to charge straight at Itachi and give him a "no-bullying-the-weak" beatdown.
Sakura couldn't help laughing. She sighed—
what a pity the Naruto world had no smartphones. Otherwise, she would've recorded this and sent it straight to the Hokage, letting Naruto and his fans have a friendly discussion about family lineage.
Kakashi was shocked—but he smiled, sighed, and felt oddly relieved.
"And you?" he asked, turning to Sasuke and Sakura.
Sakura spread her hands.
"I'm afraid Naruto will actually go spar with that lowlife. I have to stop him."
Sasuke paused, then snorted.
"I don't need the title of ninja—and I won't abandon my comrades."
Kakashi nodded, emotions surging in his chest.
There was nothing more to say.
"Then this mission…" Kakashi looked at all three of them.
"…you all pass."
Sasuke's eyes widened.
"Pass?" he asked incredulously. "Why? Didn't we fail the mission?"
"You didn't fail," Kakashi shook his head.
"Yes, a ninja's duty is to set aside personal feelings and complete missions efficiently."
He paused, then added:
"But as Naruto said—anyone who abandons their teammates for a mission is worse than trash."
Kakashi looked seriously at Naruto.
"I admire your ideals. But I still hope that from now on, you'll become a qualified ninja."
"There's a lot of injustice in this world. But as long as people exist, there's always a chance to correct it."
He took a deep breath, his eyes curving into crescent moons.
"Before you change the world—I'll protect you."
Hearing this, Sasuke understood.
Naruto froze briefly, then his gaze softened.
Kakashi was still Kakashi.
No matter how the plot changed, he remained the same.
Always the gentle, devoted teacher—yasashii to the core.
Unfortunately, the brother you care so deeply about is the very man who killed your teacher.
Kakashi's promise would not become any firmer just because of his kindness.
"From now on," Kakashi said,
"we'll officially accept missions from the Land of Fire as Team Seven. Dismissed!"
The bell test had ended.
Sakura and Naruto went to Ichiraku Ramen, then wandered into a deserted area.
"Seriously," Sakura said, leaning against a wall and staring at Naruto.
"What were you thinking?"
"Why didn't you just follow the original plot and force Kakashi's hand?"
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