Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

At the Q branch of Konoha Village's BBQ restaurant, the charcoal fire was burning brightly, and the slices of meat sizzled on the grill, emitting an enticing aroma.

But the atmosphere inside the store was a bit strange.

Rin Nohara nervously poked at the rice in her bowl, her gaze occasionally drifting to Kakashi beside her.

From the moment he sat down, Kakashi didn't touch his chopsticks.

He was staring intently at the table of guests diagonally opposite him.

The table was noisy, and the person in the lead was a boy of similar age to them, whose features bore a resemblance to the Third Hokage.

"Did you hear? That Sakuya Chigen is going to take the promotion exam with Kakashi!"

"Huh? That absolute loser? What was the Hokage thinking?"

"Who knows? It's just asking for trouble."

Obito went to the restroom, leaving Rin Nohara alone, caught between the silent Kakashi and the cacophony of voices at the table, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The young man at the head of the group, Sarutobi Shin of the Sarutobi clan, took a sip of sake, a contemptuous smile on his face.

"I've disliked that guy for a long time. I heard he's only alive because he betrayed his comrades. Every time we come back from a mission, he's the only survivor. Do you think that's normal?"

"What? Really?"

"Of course it's true! My uncle works in the mission department, and he says the guy's missions have an incredibly high death rate, but he always comes back unscathed. He either steps over his comrades' corpses or uses them as bait. How else could he possibly do that!"

"So that's how it is... What a disgrace to Konoha!"

"I think he's a spy sent from another village, specifically to weaken our Konoha's fighting force!"

Slander and malice permeated the small barbecue restaurant like greasy smoke.

Nohara Rin's face turned pale. She wanted to retort, but didn't know what to say.

She didn't know Shuo Ye Qianxuan, but she instinctively didn't want to believe such malicious speculation.

Just then, Kakashi, who had been silent all along, finally made a move.

He lowered his arms, which were crossed over his chest.

"Are you finished talking?"

The cold voice wasn't loud, but it was like a kunai chilled to ice, precisely piercing into the noisy crowd at that table.

Sarutobi Shin and the others looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Kakashi. Their expressions became somewhat unnatural.

"Kakashi? You...you heard that?"

Sarutobi Shin felt a little guilty, but relying on his superior numbers, he still forced a show of pride.

"What, you're going to speak up for that good-for-nothing too?"

Kakashi stood up; he wasn't tall, but he exuded an imposing aura.

"I ask you, what is a ninja's duty?"

Sarutobi Shin was taken aback, then subconsciously replied, "Of course, it's to complete the mission."

"What if sacrifices are necessary to complete the mission?"

Kakashi's voice was flat, as if he were stating a fact.

"this……"

Sarutobi Shin was speechless.

Kakashi's gaze swept over the group at their table, his eyes looking at them as if they were a pile of motionless garbage.

"You don't even have this much awareness, yet you dare to criticize your seniors?"

"What did you say?!"

Sarutobi Shin slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly, enraged and embarrassed.

"That guy, Sakuya Chigen, who survived by sacrificing his comrades, dares to call himself a senior?!"

"Oh?"

Kakashi took a step forward, looking directly into the other person's eyes.

"If sacrificing you bunch of useless trash can ensure the success of the S-rank mission and save the entire village, then this is a very worthwhile deal."

"you!"

Sarutobi Shin's face turned a deep liver color with rage, and his chakra surged uncontrollably.

"Worthless people should be aware of their worthlessness."

Kakashi's tone remained calm, but his words were more hurtful than any insult.

"Talking about those who are better than you behind their backs only makes you look more incompetent. You'd be better off going back to the training ground and practicing your kunai a few more times, so that you won't even know how you died on the battlefield."

The entire barbecue restaurant was completely silent.

Sarutobi Shin's companions held him back tightly, repeatedly apologizing to Kakashi.

"I'm sorry, Lord Kakashi, we had too much to drink and were talking nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, please don't take it to heart!"

In the face of a true genius like Kakashi Hatake, their laughable family background and self-esteem were utterly crushed.

Kakashi didn't look at them again and turned to walk out of the shop.

"Kakashi!"

Nohara Rin hurriedly chased after him and grabbed his arm.

Kakashi paused for a moment, but did not turn around.

He simply and gently pulled his hand away from Lin's.

"I'm stuffed."

After saying that, he disappeared into the night without looking back.

Nohara Rin stretched out her hand and stood there, stunned.

"Seriously, they're arguing again?"

Obito Uchiha happened to return from outside and, seeing this scene, scratched his head.

"Where's Kakashi?"

He's gone.

Nohara Rin lowered her hand, looking somewhat dejected.

She briefly recounted what had just happened.

After hearing this, Obito slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Those bastards! How dare they talk about Sengen-senpai like that! And Kakashi, that guy's words are just too awful!"

"Obito-kun,"

Nohara Rin asked softly,

"Do you think... Kakashi is right? Sacrificing comrades for the mission..."

"Of course not!"

Obito retorted loudly without even thinking.

"The mission is important, but my comrades are family! I will absolutely, positively not abandon any of them! Those who talk about rules but easily abandon their comrades are the real trash!"

His voice was strong and clear, and his eyes shone with an undeniable light.

Nohara Rin looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Then... what about Senior Qianxuan?"

She asked again,

Do you think he'd be that kind of person?

Obito paused for a moment, then scratched his hair hard.

"I don't know... but I feel that Sengen-senpai is different from Kakashi. Although he seems lazy, I feel that... he has his own ninja way. A kind of ninja way that... even if it is not understood by others, he will persevere."

Nohara Rin was stunned.

She remembered Kakashi's resolute yet lonely figure as he left.

Then I remembered Sakuya Chigen in the Hokage's office, who looked reluctant but ultimately accepted the Hokage's order.

At that moment, their silhouettes strangely overlapped.

Equally powerful, and equally... lonely.

……

Meanwhile, at Sakuya Chigen's home.

Qian Xuan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, studying the new ability that had appeared in his mind.

【reply】.

The side effect of simultaneously experiencing the other person's pain and memories is chilling.

But his talent for replication made it impossible for him to refuse.

This is a divine skill tailor-made for war.

On the battlefield, there is no shortage of wounded soldiers. As long as he can withstand the mental impact, theoretically he can become a mobile ability clone.

"Medical ninja..."

The word popped into Qianxuan's mind.

Yes, it was a perfect disguise.

A skilled medical ninja is a treasure in any team, holding a prestigious position and usually protected at the rear.

This is simply the ultimate embodiment of the "survival of the fittest" principle.

They can stay safely in the rear while also legitimately contacting various powerful individuals and replicating their abilities.

For example, the Sharingan, the Sage Body... hehe.

The more Qianxuan thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. The slight irritation he felt because of the Chunin Exams was gradually replaced by this grand "lying down plan".

He even started to look forward to this assessment.

Qianxuan stretched, and his bones cracked and popped.

After a long day, I'm completely exhausted, both physically and mentally.

I'll get some sleep first, recharge my energy, and start preparing for the assessment tomorrow.

He blew out the oil lamp, and the room was plunged into darkness instantly.

Just as he lay down, his consciousness was beginning to fade.

— Swish.

A very faint sound, like the rustling of clothes cutting through the air, flashed across the rooftop.

Qianxuan's eyes suddenly opened in the darkness.

Those eyes, which always carried a hint of weariness, were now icy cold.

Hmm? Who is it?