Naruto: Reborn with the Template System

Author Note:

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Anko shot Guts a glare, exhaled sharply, and sat down on his knees with a dramatic huff.

"At least it's softer than stone," she muttered with a smirk. "And better than sitting on a leather belt."

Guts, who had been trying to drift off to sleep, suddenly felt something soft press directly against his crotch—his length reacting immediately, growing hard in an instant.

"Ah...what the hell is that!?" Anko gasped, eyes widening as she realized she was sitting right on top of something… large and very much alive.

Guts groaned, the friction from her shifting around on his lap making it impossible to ignore the situation. Opening his eyes, he looked at her with a serious, smoldering gaze.

"Anko," he said, voice low and thick with warning, "you're playing with fire. If you know where this is heading, you'd better step off now."

Anko paused, her body still for a moment...then she resumed grinding against him, her lips curling into a teasing grin.

"So… you've chosen to get it hard, huh?"Guts said, voice extremely calm.

Guts didn't hesitate. He rose, scooped her up effortlessly into his arms, and carried her to the bed.

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1 Hour later...

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Deafening boom shattered the silence, sending a wave of pressurized water barreling toward them, churning up the forest as it came.

Trees were uprooted, bark shredded—anything in its path was reduced to pulp. The sheer force of it was enough to flay a person's skin.

"That's A-rank Water Style..." Anko muttered in awe.

Guts narrowed his eyes. "This level of control... that's at least elite Jōnin territory."

He gently shifted Anko off his lap and stood up, his sharp gaze still locked on the distant explosion.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked, his voice softer for a moment.

Before she could answer, his tone hardened again. "Get to cover. I'll handle this one."

Anko stared at him for a second, then muttered under her breath, "It's your fault for going that rough on me… But damn it, I want those Mist bastards to see how I wield Samehada."

The tremor in the distance hadn't faded. If anything, it was growing.

Suddenly, a thick white mist crept toward them, enveloping the forest floor. Anko froze for a beat,memories of approaching the Land of Water just yesterday flashed through her mind.

"Mist Shinobi technique?" she guessed.

But she was wrong.

As the mist thickened, the trees around them began to dissolve,literally. They melted into slush, oozing down like sludge.

"Boil Release..." Guts muttered, his voice full of interest.

His mind flashed back to the Third Great Ninja War—Han, the Five-Tails Jinchūriki of Iwagakure, had wielded that same destructive Kekkei Genkai. Its corrosive properties and high temperatures were infamous.

But something was off.

"There's only one person in the anime who used this technique besides Han…" Guts murmured, eyes narrowing.

"Stay put," he told Anko. "I'm going to check it out."

Then, in an instant, he vanished...his movement so fast, it defied the naked eye.

Anko threw a light punch at the air where he had stood. "Under Yagura's reign, do you even see what the Mist Village has turned into?"

She said to herself, clenching her fist. "We have to overthrow his tyrannical rule… and open the village to the world again."

A short distance away, the source of the disturbance revealed itself.

A group of masked Mist Shinobi had surrounded a young woman, weapons drawn—Senbon, blades, and short swords glinting in the mist. The girl, barely eighteen, stood her ground, gritting her teeth.

"You really think silencing me will stop the resistance?" she shouted. "You're nothing but Yagura's dogs!"

The masked assassins didn't respond. They simply tightened their grip on their weapons and advanced.

The girl's face was stunning,more beautiful even than Anko's. Her waist-length burgundy hair covered one eye, making her look both mysterious and striking.

Her figure, too, was flawless...an hourglass shape that would draw attention anywhere.

But this wasn't the time for beauty.

This was Terumi Mei, the future Fifth Mizukage of Kirigakure. A rare kunoichi who had awakened not one, but two Kekkei Genkai.

In the early days, Mei hadn't fully grasped the horror of Yagura's rule.

But now, with her powers maturing and her strength approaching Kage-level.

She had quietly gathered others who shared her ideals. They had formed a resistance. A dream of reform.

But that dream was crumbling.

Somehow, Yagura's intelligence network had sniffed them out before they could make their move. The operation was compromised. Their network scattered. And Mei was left alone...cornered.

"Even after trying to persuade them… no change. They're all just tools," she thought bitterly.

"Lava Release: Dissolving Explosive Acid!"

A blast of searing, corrosive lava erupted from her mouth, splattering toward the masked ninjas. Mei's Lava Release wasn't just hot...it was destructive, designed to melt through even high-grade steel.

But the assassins were elite. Jōnin-level, every one of them.

They dodged in a flash. One caught a splash of acid on his arm, but he used Body Flicker to retreat and regroup instantly. Then, like shadows, they reappeared around her, blades flashing.

"Water Style – Water Dragon Bullet!" Mei shouted, forming hand seals in a blur.

A massive water dragon coiled around her, shielding her from every angle. The wave roared, buying her a moment of breathing room.

But the assassins had their counter ready.

"Water Style – Water Gun!"

"Wind Style – Gale Slash!"

The combination pierced through Mei's water dragon. A hole tore through the defense, and one assassin seized the opening.

In a blur, his blade flickered past Mei's right arm, drawing a thin line of blood.

She winced, gritting her teeth. I'm running low on chakra... I can't keep this up. Not alone… Am I really going to die here?

But watching from afar, Guts didn't move yet.

Instead, he focused,eyes closing, sensing with Observation Haki.

Most of the chakra signatures were normal… but a few stood out.

Familiar.

Special.

"This chakra… it's White Zetsu."

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