Naruto: I Roamed the Ninja World as a Woman

With a blank expression, Ayane Amamiya pulled her ninja sword from the enemy's chest and watched as the ninja before her collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The cold, lifeless corpse was quickly transformed into heartwarming achievement points, leaping before our eyes.

[Assisted in killing a Chunin]

[Achievement Points +42!]

[Current Achievement Points Balance: 1024!]

The achievement points that were previously depleted by upgrading entries have now returned to four digits.

Looking at the substantial balance displayed on the panel, she felt much more at ease.

Achievement points are strength, and achievement points are the future!

In this dangerous and chaotic ninja world, the sense of security that achievement points bring far surpasses that of any ninja tool for Ayane Amamiya.

"Swan, take a rest for a bit."

The sound of a woodpecker came from beside me: "Your knife is much slower than before."

Ayane Amamiya nodded silently.

She found a clean spot and sat down cross-legged to calm her mind.

There was still plenty of chakra left in his body, enough to unleash a dozen more ninjutsu.

However, after continuous raids through the mountains and forests, as well as several battles where she fought against multiple opponents, her energy began to wane.

During the battle just now.

The girl could already sense that her speed in parrying or counterattacking with her knife was not as sharp as it had been at the beginning.

To be fair...

In reality, Ayane Amamiya's current strength is at best that of an ordinary Konoha Chunin.

However, thanks to the percentage boosts from the stats and titles on her character panel, she often manages to outperform the average Chunin in combat.

However, given its existing base size, its strength is ultimately limited.

This meant that for every battle, she had to meticulously design and plan every single detail, just like before, to avoid any mistakes...

This continued in a continuous series of battles.

The depletion of chakra is manageable, but the mental exertion is enormous.

"It's time to stop."

"Continuing to kill like this is too dangerous."

She thought to herself, "While the feeling of constantly growing stronger in battle is addictive, one must also know when to retreat gracefully."

The gentleman does not stand under the wall.

It's still unknown when Konoha's army will enter the country.

If they were to encounter a large-scale ninja army, it would truly be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant trying to shake a tree—a suicidal act...

"The third squad!"

"My backpack is already overflowing with Konoha headbands!"

Having grown accustomed to winning without effort, the eagle, after all the enemies had been wiped out, jumped out from the sidelines excitedly and exclaimed, "The three of us were truly amazing!"

For a ninja to prove their merits, the corpse of the enemy was undoubtedly the best proof.

However, war is dangerous and the battlefield is ever-changing, so it is not always possible to bring back the enemy's body intact.

Therefore, a ninja's headband can also serve as proof of having killed an enemy.

However, the merits of handing over the protective banner would be calculated by the higher-ups of the Dark Division at a ratio of one-third.

This is mainly because headbands are just inanimate objects and have little value.

However, by examining a corpse, one might be able to extract the enemy's memories or ninjutsu from their lifetime, thus obtaining important information.

"How many Konoha ninjas did you kill?"

Ayane Amamiya was too lazy to flip through the panel to record anything, so she directly asked the eagle a question.

"Fifteen Chunin, and three Special Jonin!"

Without hesitation, the eagle replied, "All these achievements combined are enough to exchange for a B-rank ninjutsu!"

The woodpecker added, "If you converted it to cash, it would be worth a full 300,000 taels! Add a little more, and it would be enough to buy a very nice house in the village!"

Upon hearing this, the eagle retorted, "But would anyone really exchange merit for money?"

Three hundred thousand taels.

Although it doesn't sound like much, less than one-tenth of Sarutobi Asuma...

But this is already the price for a low-level A-grade commission.

Even the five great ninja villages.

For A-rank requests like this, it usually takes a Jonin to be dispatched.

However, compared to B-rank ninjutsu, the latter is undoubtedly more valuable.

After all, advanced ninjutsu is something that ordinary ninjas don't even have the opportunity to learn!

Aside from the master-disciple relationship.

It seems that only blood transmission and sexual transmission are possible routes...

Even ninjutsu obtained through merit in the Anbu or ninja villages are strictly forbidden from being passed on to outsiders!

but.

Woodpecker, a single father raising a child, also has a different perspective on this.

"You're still too young."

"Ninja skills are certainly valuable, but home is equally essential!"

He earnestly advised, "You may not think money is important now, but when you get married and have nowhere to live, are you going to run off to hotels or izakayas with your husband?"

The eagle was very puzzled: "Even if I have no money, I have more empty houses than I could ever fill. Why would I need to stay in a hotel?"

The woodpecker was momentarily speechless: "..."

The eagle clapped his hands again and said cleverly, "Oh right, the problem of not having money is easy to solve. I'll sell you all my spare empty houses for 300,000 taels each, won't that work?"

That sentence completely killed the game.

The woodpecker had shot himself in the foot with the stone he had picked up. He thought to himself: Damn rich kid! Does having money make you so great?

Ayane Amamiya listened to her two teammates' discussion and thought it was interesting.

Of the two, she agreed more with the eagle's opinion.

Woodpecker is a traditional ninja whose ideas about making money are still limited to mission rewards and merit points exchange; he belongs to the old-fashioned school.

But Ayane Amamiya is not like that.

She has always been a reformer.

If I learn ninjutsu and become stronger, will I still be afraid of not having money in the future?

My neighbor hoards grain, I hoard guns; my neighbor is...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

It would be impolite to continue.

The girl stood up and said, "Alright, we can discuss this later. Now we should leave."

The series of killings did not drive her mad.

Amamiya Ayane, however, remained surprisingly calm: "The main force of Konoha could arrive at any moment, and they will definitely be accompanied by Byakugan ninjas from the Hyuga clan! At that time, it will be easy for us to be discovered, but difficult for us to escape."

She glanced at the woodpecker again and asked, "Has the psychic ability not returned to normal yet?"

The other person shook their head and remained silent.

The inability to summon a summoning beast does not mean that you have completely lost contact with Amegakure.

The secret service had set up several safe houses in the area as backup communication points, and everyone knew their locations.

However, the lack of orders and feedback from the Rain Shadow Camp inevitably caused some anxiety.

Could it be that Hanzo the Salamander has already...?

Ayane Amamiya felt a heavy weight in her heart, a sense of unease creeping over her, and her gaze involuntarily drifted toward the direction of the Amamiya camp.

I wonder if it's because I'm familiar with the plot.

Although all she could see at that moment was an endless dense forest and layers of mountains.

But the girl could hallucinate images of giant snakes, toads, and slugs surrounding the salamander...

Sigh... I hope Hanzo is alright.

She clasped her hands together and offered a simple prayer.

This can be considered a sincere blessing buff for my own boss, Hanzo the Salamander.

Then Ayane Amamiya waved her hand: "Let's go! Since there are no new orders, let's head to the safe house in Higashiyama and wait for further contact from the captain!"

After walking only a few steps, I saw the eagle standing in the same spot again, dawdling with its backpack in its arms.

The girl turned around: "What are you doing?"

The eagle lamented, "Oh dear, my backpack is really full. I'll have to throw away a few genin headbands. What a pity..."

Ayane Amamiya then realized this.

The eagle's forehead, arms, and thighs—everywhere that wouldn't impede its movement—were bound with Konoha headbands...

No wonder this guy kept dawdling around.

But... are rich kids really this greedy for money?

Ayane Amamiya said helplessly, "If we can't fit them all, then let's just consider them as sacrifices for these Konoha ninjas on their way."

"That won't do!"

The eagle crossed its arms, making a "meow" gesture, and explained, "Didn't we just calculate it? All of these combined are enough to exchange for a B-rank ninjutsu. I've already decided, I'll get the B-rank Water Dragon Bullet Technique. Woodpecker says you're definitely suited for it!"

Ayane Amamiya was taken aback, not expecting the other party to have such thoughts.

No wonder I was discussing this kind of issue with the woodpecker just now.

She was moved and whispered, "But these achievements are the result of the joint efforts of the three of us."

The eagle waved its forearm, its tone exceptionally bold: "No problem, I'll cover the woodpecker's share. I can just exchange it for cash, or I can give him a little extra."

Ayane Amamiya was amused by her actions.

The girl held out her hand and said, "Give it to me."

"Huh? What?"

Before the eagle could react, it saw the other party snatch the headbands from its hands and then make several hand seals with his fingers.

boom!

A soft sound.

The two leaf-shaped headbands had miraculously transformed into two vibrant flowers!

Ayane Amamiya looked her over and was immediately satisfied.

This is another application of the transformation technique in the Three Bodies Technique.

Many newly graduated genin superficially believe that the transformation jutsu can only transform them into another form.

But it's not.

Transformation magic can not only change one's appearance, but also turn oneself into an object.

For example, in the anime, Naruto turns Sasuke into a shuriken.

Even more advanced transformation techniques can be used on enemies. For example, Jiraiya's Frog Transformation Technique, which he learned from Mount Myōboku, can directly turn a ninja into a frog...

Ayane Amamiya has always had doubts.

This extremely domineering transformation technique is likely the result of mixing Sage Chakra.

In any case, she simply cannot transform any other conscious life form besides herself.

However, headbands, being inanimate objects, are much easier to handle than living things...

With a flick of her wrist, she awkwardly tucked the two flowers into the eagle's hair.

"good."

Looking at her masterpiece, Ayane Amamiya smiled slightly.

Although the cold and austere style of the Dark Division is quite different from this floral headdress.

But Eagle's silly and cute personality is inherently out of step with the style of the Dark Division!

Now, with two fresh flowers adorning its head, it looks like a fish finding a babbling brook, a tiger finding wings to fly, and a dragon finding its own special background music...

It emphasizes a strange sense of harmony!

The eagle didn't hear Ayane Amamiya's evaluation clearly.

She adjusted the position of her headdress, then eagerly tilted her head back and asked, "How is it? How is it?"

"The flowers are beautiful."

"What?"

The eagle was greatly disappointed upon hearing this; it wasn't what it wanted to hear at all!

Ayane Amamiya leaned closer, tapped her on the head, and said with a smile, "People are the same."

The eagle, having achieved its goal, covered its face with its hands, despite wearing a mask, and made a strange cry: "Eeeeeeeee~".

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Aoni Town.

In the alley, looking at the unconscious ninja lying on the ground, Yahiko was caught in a dilemma.

The safest course of action at this time.

Undoubtedly, they would immediately flee far away, pretending they had never been there and had seen nothing.

But this also means rejecting any possibility of entering the ninja world!

How could I be willing to accept this?

Besides that, the options available to him are actually quite simple.

Either save them.

Either... kill someone!

Yahiko didn't have time to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

He listened to his own heart pounding like a drum and chose to follow his instincts.

"Konan, Nagato."

He turned around and called out, "Help me carry him to a safe place! There's still hope!"

Two friends came closer.

Nagato nodded silently, but his thin arms steadily lifted Amegakure's legs.

Although Xiao Nan was scared, she immediately stepped forward to help. The three of them worked together to drag the heavy burden through the rubble.

The rain started to fall even harder.

Raindrops washed over the ninjas' pale faces, also washing away some of the traces they had left behind as they walked.

They stumbled and dragged the wounded into a relatively intact, half-collapsed, abandoned house.

This place is sheltered from the wind and secluded; it must have been the home of some commoner in town before.

Yahiko laid the ninja's body down, then took out a roll of clean gauze and faded bandages from his pocket and skillfully bandaged the wound.

Xiao Nan glanced at it silently from the side, then immediately looked away with reluctance in her eyes.

This is all their inventory!

Just looking at how Yahiko used it makes her heart ache!

For homeless children like them, who sometimes don't know where their next meal will come from, a roll of gauze can sometimes mean the difference between life and death.

After bandaging.

The three of them found a few more pieces of firewood that hadn't gotten damp in the house and lit a fire.

We've done all we can; now it's up to fate.

Holding her little one, Nagato unusually spoke first, "Yahiko..."

The orange-haired boy, who was absentmindedly fiddling with the fire, responded with a "What?"

"What if he wakes up and doesn't teach us ninja techniques?" Nagato's tone was tinged with unspoken worry.

Xiao Nan, who was folding paper nearby, paused and perked up her ears.

Actually, she didn't like origami before.

Because of the habit of origami, not only is it time-consuming and laborious, but the works painstakingly folded are also difficult to preserve in the humid environment of the Land of Rain.

It might become limp and unusable the next day.

But Mom liked it very much.

When I was little, whenever I cried, my mother would fold paper flowers and animals to cheer me up.

Then one day, my mother died.

That day, Xiao Nan cried for a long time in front of her mother's body, but in the end, she did not receive the familiar paper flower or her mother's comfort.

So she had no choice but to fold it herself.

It's as if... Mom has never left me.

Hearing Nagato's question.

Yahiko forced a smile and said with a sigh of relief, "No way, look at the headband he's wearing from Amegakure, it means he's from the Land of Rain just like us..."

He stared at the firelight before him, lost in thought, and repeated blankly, "The people of the Land of Rain would never lie to the people of the Land of Rain."