Naruto: Troublesome Ninja Haruta

Chapter 114 – Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion? The Uchiha Situation

With Hiruzen's dramatic fainting spell, the whole scene finally calmed down.

For a moment, Haruta genuinely worried the Third Hokage might not wake up again.

Okay, sure, maybe we went a little overboard, he admitted to himself. But hey, it was your disciple who led the mission. Have some grace, old man!

"Hokage, huh… Not as calm and composed as I imagined."

Haruta shook his head with mock disappointment and bid a pale-faced Jiraiya farewell.

Jiraiya's expression was unreadable—maybe it was the guilt over making his teacher pass out, or maybe it was Haruta's snarky "Fifth Hokage" comment still ringing in his ears.

Not that any of that mattered to Haruta now.

With the debrief over, he made his way home.

Time to sort through his spoils of war.

"Sixty-five freedom points… an absolute jackpot!"

There was no such thing as too many points. Especially for Haruta, who—unlike everyone else—had no upper limit.

And after all these years, he'd noticed something strange.

His body seemed… locked in place.

"Meaning… aside from injuries or chakra exhaustion, my base stats never drop?"

Training and studying still helped him improve—that had been proven long ago. But because of his average innate talent, his gains from training weren't particularly high.

He'd acquired most of his ninjutsu knowledge through self-study, though the system occasionally rewarded him with new jutsu.

And now that his stats had reached a certain level, his time was better spent focusing on missions rather than endlessly grinding.

Still, ninja weren't meant to slack off. Daily training was essential for maintaining peak condition.

And yet…

"I've been slacking, multitasking, focusing on missions more than training—and still, my stats haven't dropped at all."

Haruta's eyes sparkled with mischief. This "stat lock" was very likely one of his system's unique features.

While his maximum potential could be increased with points, his minimum baseline never fell. That was… insane.

Even more motivation!

He clenched his fists with excitement.

But when he arrived home, he found only a single familiar presence.

In the courtyard, the pink-colored ninja pig—Tonton—was lounging in the sun like a living ham roast.

"…Just you, huh?"

Haruta looked around, puzzled. "Where's everyone else? Yugao should've arrived earlier than me. And what about Tsunade-sensei and Shizune?"

He strolled over to the pig, who lazily opened one eye to acknowledge him, then flopped back down.

"You lie in the sun like this every day. Aren't you afraid you'll roast yourself into bacon?"

Tonton snorted twice in protest.

Unlike Kakashi's ninken, Tonton couldn't speak human language—but for some bizarre reason, Tsunade, Shizune, and Yugao could all understand her.

Only Haruta remained clueless—he could barely guess her meaning from tone alone.

"Don't tell me there's a whole class in 'beast language' I missed…"

Shaking his head, Haruta knelt beside the pig.

"Seriously though, where is everyone? This place is way too quiet."

Tonton gave him another annoyed snort, then pointed with her hoof toward a distant building.

"…The Medical Corps?"

Haruta's expression turned awkward.

Let him guess—someone had to go rescue the Hokage.

"Right… well then—"

Before he could finish, Tonton had already waddled off at top speed, vanishing into the distance.

"…Rude pig."

Shrugging, Haruta headed inside and made straight for his room.

"Time to spend some points."

Now that the house was empty, there was no need for pleasantries. He'd sent Yugao back early precisely to handle the Kirigakure situation, sparing himself the hassle.

But now?

The Third fainted and got carted to the hospital—problem solved.

"System, open status panel."

With that command, a familiar interface appeared in Haruta's vision:

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[Haruta Shigaru]

Body Attributes: LV11

Chakra: LV10

Abilities:

— Wood Release: LV7

— Flying Thunder God: LV7

— Taijutsu: LV7

— Curse Mark: LV7

— Yin Release: LV7

— Scorch Release: LV7

— Yang Release Chakra Mode: LV1 → (MAX: LV7)

Special Traits:

— Child of Kaguya

— Ninja World Scientist

Freedom Points: 65

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"Whew… that's a beautiful number."

Haruta rubbed his chin. He'd been thinking about how best to use those points the entire trip home.

This much stockpiled power could bring a serious boost.

"But first… this [Ninja World Scientist] trait. What's that all about?"

His recent special traits had been rather strange—but interesting.

For example, [Child of Kaguya] didn't give him fancy new eyes, but it did come with some serious perks.

Most importantly—it didn't make him an actual son of Kaguya.

That was enough to celebrate.

As for this "Ninja Scientist" thing… odds were, it dropped from Orochimaru, right?

"Pretty random though. I didn't even face Orochimaru directly."

He muttered as he recalled the battle.

Most of the time, Orochimaru was Jiraiya's opponent.

Still, Haruta had taken down Obito hard—and maybe, just maybe, Orochimaru was considered a shared enemy.

"And Orochimaru's loot has never disappointed. The Curse Mark he dropped last time was huge."

Haruta was genuinely grateful. That gift had seriously boosted his progress.

So what would it be this time?

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[Ninja World Scientist]

Allows the user to create original jutsu tailored to their existing abilities, within the boundaries of world rules.

Uses Remaining: 2

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"…Huh?"

Haruta stared, stunned. Did I just unlock a 'custom skill creator'?

He quickly recovered from his shock and began analyzing the trait more seriously.

Tailored to existing abilities…

So basically, he could select one of his known abilities and evolve it into something brand-new?

"If that's how it works… this is insane."

Haruta didn't lack power—but he did lack a definitive, one-shot finisher.

Sure, Rasengan had potential. Naruto had turned that thing into a swiss-army knife of destruction.

But in its basic form, Rasengan wasn't a true killing technique—its power depended on how you used it.

Haruta's body was strong enough to handle close-range clashes, and in raw fights, he could brute-force his way through most threats.

Still, if he had a high-damage, signature technique that could scale into the endgame…

Something that could even face off against the Ōtsutsuki…

Now that would be invaluable.

His gaze drifted toward the sky.

No moon today, but the thought of a certain moon-based jutsu lingered in his mind.

And just like that, he made a decision.

"System—upgrade Yang Release Chakra Mode."

He gritted his teeth as the system responded.

[Yang Release Chakra Mode upgraded from LV1 → LV7]

Points consumed: 21

Remaining: 44

The moment he confirmed the command, knowledge rushed into his mind.

Haruta felt a jolt of electricity run down his spine as detailed insights into the chakra mode flooded his brain.

He could feel it—his mastery over Yang Release Chakra Mode had reached a new level.

What was once a clunky, brute-force technique had now evolved into something smooth, refined, devastating.

Longer duration. Higher burst. Reduced chakra drain. Raw destruction.

And most importantly—scaling with body stats.

"Wait, it scales with physical attributes?"

He flexed his hand, marveling at the raw energy surging through him.

For once, he was glad he always prioritized body strength in his stat builds.

A tanky frame didn't just keep him alive—it also powered up techniques like this to a terrifying degree.

After all, if your body couldn't withstand the force of the jutsu, what good was it?

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[Yang Release Chakra Mode: LV7]

Freedom Points Remaining: 44

Watching the scene unfold before him, Haruta gave a faint nod, then spoke again.

"Use [Shinobi World Scientist], and pair it with the compatible jutsu: [Yang Release: Chakra Mode]."

> [Skill Activated: Shinobi World Scientist. Remaining uses: 1]

[Matching key abilities. Commencing adaptation and research. Please wait…]

As the ability kicked into gear, Haruta gave another satisfied nod. Now, it was just a matter of waiting.

But just then, something struck him.

"Some of my abilities... seem to overlap?"

As his level rose, the cost of Free Points increased dramatically. Haruta had become increasingly careful about how he spent them.

If there was overlap, then that was something worth thinking about seriously.

Take Wood Release, for example—it inherently included elements of Yang Release. If he upgraded Wood Release, would that also automatically enhance Yang Release: Chakra Mode? Would he still have to invest more points into it?

Not to mention the issue of balance.

His current jutsu operated at peak efficiency largely because all his elemental affinities were leveled evenly. If he leveled up Wood Release and accidentally disrupted the balance of Yang Release: Chakra Mode, it could drastically reduce its power.

That kind of "forced synchronization" would be a major loss.

But just as he was overthinking it, the system pinged back with a response. Haruta instantly realized something.

"Wait... if two abilities overlap, then I don't need to spend extra Free Points to upgrade both?"

"And the level of one won't disrupt the balance of the other?"

Muttering to himself, Haruta's eyes lit up with realization. The system had it covered. His concerns? Non-issues.

Not only was the system not fleecing him for points, it was even smart enough to optimize their use. An upgraded ability could still scale down if needed—Level 8 power functioning at Level 7? Totally viable.

"You do understand the pain of being a corporate drone, huh…"

Now that he had things figured out, Haruta felt content. Even though things were getting messier and his Free Points were rising, the high-level jutsu meant the consumption was still wild.

And lately, things in Konoha had quieted down—for now.

After all, he was getting quite the reputation.

Even with captains like Shisui, Kakashi, and Jiraiya fronting the ops, every time trouble hit, he was there. Wasn't that a little too suspicious?

"Good thing we've still got Lord Danzo. If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be causing trouble again soon. Different playing field, same chaos."

Haruta stroked his chin thoughtfully, but just then, the system buzzed again.

> [Ability Adaptation Complete: Yang Release: Chakra Mode. Compatible jutsu acquired. Please check details.]

The moment the message faded, a vivid scene surged into Haruta's mind—

In this vision, he stood suspended in the sky, golden chakra flaring from his body.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand. The moment he did, the heavens shifted—the world changed.

A blinding, radiant sword of pure chakra manifested in his hand. Tall and slender, golden and fierce, the blade crackled with raw energy, shooting straight into the clouds.

"This is…"

Haruta's eyes widened, stunned by the sheer power. And then—sky-Haruta brought the blade down.

BOOM——

Light exploded. The heavens buckled. The world split apart.

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Konoha – Root Base

Danzo's brows twitched as he read the report handed over by Aburame Ryoma.

"Sarutobi Hiruzen… hospitalized? What happened?"

Danzo had been miserable lately.

He was being sidelined from key matters. Haruta's intel was locked down. Even ANBU was shutting him out.

He'd tasted what it meant to lose power, and he hated it.

This wasn't how things were supposed to go. He even felt like his old friend was overreacting.

Sure, maybe he'd stirred things up in Sunagakure… but that was for the sake of his dream—becoming Hokage! Was that a crime?

"Haruta is mine. He always was. Hiruzen, you already stole 'A' from me. Now you want to steal him too?!"

Danzo was seething inside. Whether it was Uchiha or Haruta, nothing was going his way lately.

"But… if he's hospitalized, then…"

Danzo began pacing, thoughts racing.

If his friend was out of the picture—even temporarily—this was his moment. He had to seize it.

"Tsunade will no doubt be occupied. Haruta may be a Senju with Wood Release, but he doesn't seem interested in medical ninjutsu."

Danzo smiled faintly. Even if he was interested, Tsunade would be too busy. Sarutobi Hiruzen was down. Haruta would be free.

"Ryoma. Go find Haruta. I want to meet with him. Personally."

Time was of the essence. Danzo turned to Ryoma, his tone sharp.

"And keep it quiet. Make sure ANBU doesn't notice. Understood?"

"Yes, Lord Danzo," Ryoma replied, bowing before heading out.

To Ryoma, Danzo might dwell in the shadows—but he was also the sun. Orders from him were absolute.

Watching his most loyal subordinate leave, Danzo sighed.

"Loyal... but still lacking in ability."

He knew that was unfair. The Aburame clan's skills were exceptional—but more suited to espionage than combat.

Haruta, on the other hand, was born for the battlefield. A true warrior.

But now? That warrior was in Hiruzen's hands. Danzo had delivered him, and now he was being kept on a tight leash.

"Damn bastard…"

He cursed under his breath. But at the thought of Hiruzen lying in a hospital bed, he couldn't help but smirk.

"If he stays there… maybe I'll finally become Hokage."

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"Bastard, how do you always manage to stir up so much trouble?!"

Late that night, Tsunade returned home, utterly exhausted—only to find Haruta sitting calmly in her room, flipping through a scroll like he owned the place.

She snapped.

He'd been out for days, and despite how strong he was, she couldn't help worrying.

He was the last surviving Senju, after all. She didn't want him to meet the same fate as her little brother Nawaki—killed under Orochimaru's watch.

Even her grandfather, the First Hokage, met his end eventually.

But this guy?

First thing he did after coming back was piss off the Third so bad the old man ended up hospitalized!

Sure, it wasn't life-threatening—just stress-induced rage. And with Tsunade around, Hiruzen wasn't going to die.

Still, she knew exactly what had happened. Yugao had already filled her in.

Hiruzen might have overreacted, but Haruta had gone too far this time.

"The Fourth Mizukage, and he's the Three-Tails Jinchuriki on top of that! Don't tell me you didn't realize this was Kirigakure baiting a trap?! Why did you agree to bring him here?!"

"Uh, sensei… that was Captain Jiraiya's call."

Haruta tried to defend himself, but Tsunade wasn't having it.

"Don't give me that crap. I know Jiraiya. That idiot probably got played by you again. Who knows what shady deal you offered him?!"

This disciple of hers…

Haruta pursed his lips. Why did she have to be so sharp right now?

And to be fair, he wasn't even the one who agreed to this. Master Genji made the call before he could even negotiate.

Still, the final decision had come from Jiraiya. So… yeah, blame the toad.

"Seriously, it wasn't me. I'm just a lowly ANBU. No one tells me anything."

Haruta shook his head, feigning innocence.

"You…"

Tsunade sighed, exasperated. Yugao and Shizune had heard the commotion and came over, so she sat down and waved them in.

Haruta suddenly felt like he was in a beauty trap—three gorgeous women in one room. Not one of them below an eight.

"You're doing well, but you've become too much of a lightning rod. Stop being the center of every scandal."

"The village is under pressure. Kumo's causing trouble, and Iwa's stirring again. They may not strike directly, but they'll back Kumo to gain leverage."

"Especially with negotiations restarting. And after their Tsuchikage's tower burned down, the political climate's a mess."

Tsunade didn't deal with politics directly, but she was no fool. As the granddaughter of Hashirama and disciple of the Third, she understood how the game worked.

When she took over as Hokage after Hiruzen's death, she stabilized the village. That took real skill.

Even if the official story blamed Obito for the Iwagakure fire, Haruta and Jiraiya had been seen there… and Orochimaru had shown up too.

Iwa would need more than just "blame Obito" to satisfy their people. Which meant more pressure on Konoha.

"Poor Lord Third. He really has it rough…"

Haruta chuckled dryly—but quickly collected himself.

He was a shinobi, not a Hokage. Wasn't it the Hokage's job to deal with this stuff?

"Don't act smug," Tsunade snapped.

"And things in the village aren't much better. Your teammate Uchiha Shisui returned to the clan… but now he's gone off the radar."

"The Uchiha have been making moves—stockpiling supplies, rallying small clans, even using the Police Force like a private army."

"Why hasn't the Third done something? Doesn't he realize we see everything they're doing?"

"The Uchiha are that blatant?"

Haruta's brow arched. Last he checked, Itachi was still rotating shifts in the ANBU surveillance unit. And his primary target? The Uchiha themselves.

Was Itachi withholding reports? Or did the Uchiha just not care?

Even if they were emboldened by Shisui's Mangekyō Sharingan, did they really think they could take on the entire Hidden Leaf?

"The world I remember didn't have me in it. But now that I'm here…"

"You Uchiha really think you can still act like kings?"

Haruta had always known how overwhelming the arrogance and pride of the Uchiha clan could be.

But arrogance wasn't the same as stupidity. They weren't the Kaguya clan, after all—they were insane, not brainless.

"So… does that mean the issue lies with Uchiha Itachi?"

Haruta couldn't be sure. There was nothing in his memory to confirm it—maybe he forgot, maybe it was never explained.

Still, regardless of the details, events were slowly but surely veering toward the direction he remembered.

"That's why you need to keep a low profile for now. Don't stir up any more chaos," Tsunade sighed, shaking her head.

"Especially since that old man can't afford to fall right now. Someone's got to carry the weight of all that mess."

Haruta nodded, though her tone definitely carried the subtle flavor of "I'd rather not deal with this myself."

Still, Tsunade, Jiraiya, and even Orochimaru held some lingering feelings toward Hiruzen. And the current state of Konoha was indeed a headache.

Trouble brewed outside the walls, and the internal situation with the Uchiha was becoming increasingly unstable. It was obvious the Third Hokage was having a rough time.

"…Maybe I should go see Shisui."

Haruta mused silently. Beside him, Yugao and Shizune seemed a bit stunned. They hadn't realized just how serious things had gotten within the village.

Shizune had been with Tsunade for years and could piece things together quickly—that's why she was able to slide into the role of "Hokage's Secrets team" without missing a beat.

Yugao, on the other hand, had only just returned from long-term duty in the ANBU. Getting bombarded with so much classified intel in one sitting had left her momentarily overwhelmed.

"Alright, that's enough for today. You two still have to accompany me to the hospital tomorrow," Tsunade clapped her hands and stood up.

Her gaze then turned to Haruta.

"And you—while I doubt they'll be sending you on missions anytime soon, I still want you to behave. Got it?"

But as she said that, her eyes narrowed slightly. Something about Haruta felt… different. She couldn't put her finger on it, but the feeling lingered.

"Yes, yes, I understand, Sensei."

Haruta replied casually, though inwardly he muttered, If I stay well-behaved, how the hell am I supposed to level up?

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> [Haruta]

[Body Stats: LV12]

[Chakra: LV10]

[Abilities: Wood Release - LV8 | Flying Thunder God - LV7 | Taijutsu - LV7 | Yin Release - LV7 | Scorch Release - LV7 | Yang Release: Chakra Mode - LV8]

[Free Points: 5]

"Only 5 points left again…"

Haruta had already distributed all his stat points before Tsunade got back.

Yang Release: Chakra Mode was currently his strongest combat state. It even synergized with the Curse Mark and Yang Release, so he didn't hesitate to level it up.

The increase in Yang Release allowed him to reduce the cost of upgrading Wood Release by 7 points. So the whole process only cost him 14 points.

Of the remaining 16, he had opted to invest in his physical stats.

He used to think just being tanky was enough—but high-tier jutsu like Yang Release: Chakra Mode placed immense strain on his body.

Thankfully, this time the stat boost didn't come with that intense, agonizing sensation he remembered.

Instead, it felt like his blood was igniting—literally.

> [Due to increased body stats, significant bloodline mutation detected. Please monitor closely.]

The system's message had evolved again.

From "minor mutation" to "noticeable changes," and now… "significant mutation." That alone left Haruta both surprised and intrigued.

What did these bloodline mutations actually mean? The most obvious answer: power up.

And power was everything in the shinobi world.

Purifying and upgrading his bloodline wasn't just about standing out—it was about survival and dominance.

"So really, Tsunade-sensei… how do you expect me to just sit still?"

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Konoha, Uchiha Training Grounds

Under the moonlight, Shisui was immersed in training when a familiar voice broke his focus.

"Shisui, there you are."

He turned, pausing his movements. A figure approached—slim, quiet, clad in ANBU gear.

"Itachi? You're back?"

Shisui forced a faint smile as he greeted his younger friend.

"You should've gone home first. Sasuke's been asking about you constantly, and Izumi's been complaining that you haven't seen her in ages."

Itachi paused before replying, then gently shook his head.

"I'll head home soon. But work's been intense lately… I was hoping you could keep an eye on Sasuke for me."

"Just Sasuke, huh?" Shisui raised an eyebrow.

Still, he didn't question Itachi too much. Their situation was complicated enough.

He had once served in ANBU himself. He knew how that organization treated the Uchiha.

More than that, he could see it—the clan was marching toward a visible abyss.

"Don't worry. Even if you hadn't asked, I would've looked after him."

Shisui sighed, then asked,

"How's it going lately? Anything new in ANBU? That is, if you can talk about it."

"Honestly, nothing's changed. Secrets don't stay secret long in ANBU."

Itachi hesitated but still held back the more critical details. He clearly wasn't keen on sharing too much.

Shisui watched and sighed again. He understood. Rules were rules, and if his younger brother wanted to follow them, he'd let him.

But from the looks of it, surveillance on the Uchiha was increasing. Otherwise, Itachi wouldn't be under this much pressure—or showing up here in the dead of night instead of going home.

"You've had it rough lately, haven't you? The clan's really gone off the rails."

"Yeah… always 'the clan, the clan'—never 'the village.' At this rate…"

Itachi clenched his fists, head bowed as if lost in dark thoughts.

Shisui frowned. That… didn't sound like someone placing the clan in the right light.

To him, clan and village coexisted. Without the village, the clan had no protection; without the clan, the village lacked strength.

They rose and fell together—that was his belief.

He and the elders behind him had always wanted integration. Peace. Fairness.

That's why he hated the extremists among the Uchiha who wanted violence.

And he resented the village figures—like the ones Haruta mentioned—who maligned the clan and pushed them into desperation.

Shisui was willing to fight and die for both.

But Itachi's words disturbed him. Still, he couldn't find the words to respond.

"…Let's not talk about it. You're tired. Get some rest. We need all our strength for the storm ahead."

"Oh? You're kicking me out already? I was hoping for a little spar."

Itachi forced a smile, brushing the topic aside.

"…Though you don't look so great. What's Kakashi-senpai been teaching you, anyway?"

Shisui chuckled, shaking his head like he was scolding an old friend.

Itachi fell silent, then murmured,

"Shisui… you shouldn't have left ANBU. Not until the truth about Uchiha Obito was uncovered."

"…Oh?" Shisui wasn't dense. That was a clue.

"So… someone's suspicious?"

"No idea. I've been excluded from those missions. They just got back recently."

Itachi shook his head, then gave a tired smile.

"I'm probably not even supposed to say this. But you were on that investigation team once. Maybe they'll tell you something."

"Obito was the one behind the Nine-Tails attack… we deserve answers."

"…Yeah."

Shisui nodded thoughtfully. He'd been meaning to talk to Haruta for a while now, but the guy was never home.

Still, now that he had this lead, his eyes brightened.

Looks like he'd finally get the chance to meet with Haruta.

There was a lot they needed to talk about.

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Next Morning – Senju Clan Estate

After seeing Tsunade, Yugao, and Shizune off, Haruta yawned his way back into his room.

With the Kirigakure mission complete, he had nothing major on his plate.

Konoha could handle the negotiations however they liked. Maybe he'd chime in with some suggestions for Tsunade or Jiraiya—but joining the talks? No thanks.

"Too bad about Ao though. If he weren't an ally in that moment, I really would've gouged out his eye."

That Byakugan of his was from a Hyuga main branch member. Whether Haruta used it for research or gifted it back to the Hyuga clan as a favor, it would've been worth its weight in gold.

Too bad the timing didn't allow it. Maybe the talks would bring it back—but that wasn't his business.

"For now, let's get back to digging through these scrolls. Not many left. Might finish today!"

He'd spent a long time combing through the Senju archives.

He didn't know the exact date, but the key event he was anchoring to was the alliance between the Senju, Uzumaki, and Sarutobi clans.

It was a long span of history. He wasn't slacking off—centuries of records were no joke.

"Hopefully, I'll find something useful… then I can go out and test my new ability."

He muttered as he flipped through the ancient texts.

The [Shinobi World Scientist] ability had delivered again. He'd unlocked a new technique—but it was tied exclusively to Yang Release: Chakra Mode.

Meaning he had to activate that mode first to access the new jutsu.

A good thing, actually. He wouldn't have to invest any extra points into it. But the system hadn't told him the exact stats or chakra consumption.

He only had the concept in his head: the more chakra he poured in, the stronger it became.

"Probably because the system doesn't know either. I'll have to use it myself to find out."

Still, he was very excited. Even if it wasn't some over-the-top anime logic skill, it would at least prove how broken this ability was.

And he still had one more use left.

If it worked well, he was already planning to enhance Flying Thunder God, maybe even evolve it into some next-level space-time jutsu.

As for the jutsu he just gained?

He gave it an unceremonious, yet fitting name:

Golden Wheel Rebirth Explosion.

Hey, it was birthed from chakra mode, and from the visions in his head, it looked pretty damn close to a certain Ōtsutsuki technique.

Why not shamelessly borrow it?

Time ticked by.

But just as Haruta was deep into a scroll, a voice called out from downstairs.

"Haruta, you home?"

...

The moment Haruta heard that voice, his face darkened.

He didn't even need to check—he already knew who it was.

"Uchiha Shisui."

His fists clenched slightly. Can't a man just chill and read in peace? Why did someone always come knocking the moment he got comfortable?

And seriously, how did this guy even know he was back?

With a sigh, Haruta got up while muttering under his breath, One of these days, I'll dig up your ancestors and give you a proper scolding.

But just as he stood, a phrase caught his eye on the scroll he was reading.

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