Narration system starting from Konoha

I'm sure Jiraiya-senpai saw through your little schemes long ago.

There are indeed no cases of rogue ninja becoming the Kage of a village in the ninja world, but just because there aren't any now doesn't mean there won't be in the future. As long as someone achieves great enough, no one will dare to refute them.

"Kong is right, the narration is a bit unreliable."

The roadside grass rustled, and Jiraiya emerged from it.

"Naruto, Sakura, you two should stop doing things like this. With your brains that are only the size of walnuts, you can see through the flaws at a glance."

Although Jiraiya-senpai isn't particularly clever, he's experienced in the ways of the world and can't escape our notice." —Kūdō.

"Kid, who are you calling unintelligent? I am one of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha, Jiraiya the Toad Sage. How could I have so many titles if I wasn't smart?"

"What you said makes sense."

[Uchiha Sora readily agreed on the surface, but in reality, he was already as lonely as snow in his heart. A fifty-year-old man was still arguing with a twelve-year-old child. How dare he call himself intelligent?]

Jiraiya already knew that Uchiha Sora was shameless, so he just pretended not to hear the narrator's nonsense; otherwise, he would have been the one who got angry in the end.

Jiraiya said seriously, "I've come here this time with a task for you to complete, which also serves to understand your thoughts."

"Naruto and Sakura, you two form a team with me and go to the Sound Village to see what's really going on there."

[Uchiha Sora has absolutely no prestige; having four people gathered in the dark is no different from having three.]

Sora curled his lip and said, "Even if you asked me to go, I wouldn't want to. With Orochimaru's cunning, treacherous, despicable, and shameless nature, how could he possibly stay in Otogakure?"

"I'm afraid they've already moved away from Sound Ninja the moment they got Sasuke. Your trip there will only lead you into Orochimaru's trap."

Jiraiya's feelings were similar to those of Uchiha Sora, but he still decided to go. Not only did Sakura and Naruto have an obsession with Sasuke, but Jiraiya also had an obsession with Orochimaru.

Jiraiya often thought that if he had been like Sasuke today, perhaps Orochimaru would never have left Konoha.

Jiraiya was being naive; Orochimaru's ideas were too advanced, and Konoha couldn't tolerate his thoughts.

"Perverted Sage, I never knew you and Orochimaru had such a past. That's great. With the Perverted Sage leading the way, I won't be considered a defector from the village," Naruto said.

"You're such a clever little devil," Jiraiya said, ruffling Naruto's hair.

Kong sighed and said, "The three of you are all looking for your own companions, so I won't get involved. I guess you don't want to take me with you either."

Naruto and Sakura, you two mustn't follow in Jiraiya's footsteps. Last time in Tanabata, Naruto almost went with Jiraiya to find prostitutes, but luckily I showed up in time.

That's how Naruto managed to preserve his innocence. Especially Sakura, you'd better keep a close eye on those two lecherous guys, especially Naruto; one wrong move and they might fall into depravity.

Naruto remained silent, not daring to look at Sakura.

Sakura smiled and said, "Naruto is all talk and no action. If he really dares to go, I'll make sure he doesn't escape and I'll smash his dog head in."

[I never expected Sakura to have the potential to two-time. She was in love with Sasuke the whole time, but now that Sasuke has defected, it seems she's planning to go after Naruto.]

A tic-tac-toe mark appeared almost instantly on Sakura's forehead.

"Narrator, you're talking nonsense. I've only ever liked Sasuke. I only ever considered Naruto my best friend and my best partner."

Sora patted Naruto on the shoulder and said, "I'll keep you company as you go. Sigh, you'll regret not listening to your elders."

Without waiting for the three to stop him, he turned and left.

He was here simply because he followed Jiraiya, intending to use the same space to lock onto the higher-ups and investigate secrets, but he never expected to encounter this scene.

Jiraiya and his two companions left the village that very night, heading towards the Land of Rice Fields.

Kakashi's team is practically paralyzed right now. Kakashi is focused on completing the village's challenging tasks as quickly as possible and has no time to attend to them.

Uchiha Sora, despite being a Chunin, is too lazy to take on missions, leaving Team 7 in a state of neglect.

Let's reclaim part of the Uchiha clan's territory first, and then discuss taking on the mission once Tsunade sends word.

Back home, I first checked the mice's growth. I had previously used the Yin-Yang Escape technique from my latest research, but the mice still died, their deaths shrouded in mystery.

Sora continued to refine various Yin-Yang Release techniques on the manuscript paper, while simultaneously activating his Sharingan to carefully sense the cold aura emanating from his eyes.

This chilling aura is the power of Yin Release.

Chapter 137 Hypocrisy

When a member of the Uchiha clan is emotionally stimulated, a certain organ in the brain will secrete Yin Release chakra, activating the Sharingan gene hidden in their eyes.

This is what Uchiha Sora deduced: activating the Sharingan consumes chakra, while producing a cold sensation comes from Yin Release chakra.

The Sharingan is more like a converter, transforming ordinary chakra into Yin Release chakra for the Sharingan to use.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any extra Sharingan, otherwise he could have proven his guess.

Those bastards Danzo and Obito not only slaughtered the Uchiha clan, but also dug out their Sharingan.

He doesn't even have any materials to conduct his experiments.

After disposing of the lab rats, Kong left home and eventually stopped in front of a flower shop.

His calm expression turned melancholic and sorrowful as he pushed open the door and went inside.

"Welcome." Ino's voice rang out, and she seemed somewhat surprised to see Uchiha Sora.

"Kong, it's you? What's up?"

He looked up, a perfectly timed look of surprise on his face, and forced a smile through his melancholy and sorrowful expression.

"Ino, I didn't expect to run into you here. Is this your family's flower shop?"

"Well, when I'm not on duty, I keep an eye on the flower shop for my family. What kind of flowers do you want to buy? I'll help you choose."

I heard Sasuke left the village. Don't be too sad; you still have us, your childhood friends.

Ino is overthinking it. Uchiha is too clever for her own good; she's just pretending to be sad to gain sympathy.

Their eyes met, and Ino felt a little awkward, unsure of what to say.

Sora: "Ino, don't listen to the narrator's nonsense. Why would I want to gain your sympathy? I'm just expressing my true feelings."

Sasuke was blinded by hatred and left Konoha; now I'm the only Uchiha left.

Ino nodded in agreement, saying, "The narration is indeed becoming more and more unreliable."

Narrator:

"Kong, what flowers do you want to buy?"

"Give me a few bouquets of white flowers. I plan to go to the Uchiha clan's ancestral home to pay my respects. It's my fault as the younger brother for not taking good care of my older brother," Uchiha Sora said sadly.

"You shouldn't blame yourself for what happened to Sasuke; it's because he, as the older brother, didn't do a good job."

He left his younger brother alone in Konoha after leaving himself behind. I was wrong about him before; he has absolutely no sense of responsibility.

"Ino, thank you. I never thought there would be anyone in Konoha who could understand me. From now on, you will be my confidante."

[Yamano Ino has wasted the reputation of the Yamanaka clan. She's supposed to be a scholar of psychology, yet she's completely fooled.]

Kong shook his head regretfully and said, "The narration is getting worse and worse. Now it's even resorting to personal attacks. It's really unacceptable."

Ino, from now on, just ignore what the narrator says. If you take it seriously, you'll easily fall for the narrator's tricks.

Now the narrator is sowing discord, talking nonsense, and never saying a word of substance.

Ino nodded thoughtfully and said, "You're right. Narration is just not good enough; it's only good for making things worse."

I'll get you the flowers right now, Kong. Don't be too sad; life goes on.

Although Uchiha Sora used to speak ill of Asuma-sensei, making people grit their teeth in hatred, and he never spoke the truth and loved to boast, Ino thinks that Uchiha Sora is right this time.

"That's right, that's right. Can you please stop adding so many embellishments?" Uchiha Sora was somewhat speechless. He had originally thought Ino was a kind girl, but he hadn't expected her to have such a complicated inner world.

Sora quickly replied, "The narrator is just talking nonsense. Ino, you will always be a beautiful and kind girl in my heart."

Ino nodded and said, "I believe you. The narrator is just trying to sow discord."

[Uchiha Sora is still the same annoying Uchiha Sora. Ino thinks she's very smart, seeing through Sora's disguise at a glance. She was worried that Sora would be sad because of Sasuke.]

Ino scratched her head awkwardly and said, "Sora, don't listen to the narrator's nonsense. We've known each other for so many years, do you think I can't see through your character?"

Ino's tone was rhetorical, but the meaning behind her words was exactly the opposite of what she truly meant.

Humanity, you have a name: insincerity.

Ino was embarrassed again.

Sora smiled and said, "It's okay. I know it's all just narration nonsense. Ino, you're not the kind of vicious girl who says one thing and does another and has a wicked heart."

Ino almost cursed out loud. She understood what Uchiha Sora meant: she was malicious and two-faced. She had even worried about Uchiha Sora before, but her good intentions were completely wasted.

"Here are the flowers you wanted, three thousand taels," Ino said irritably.

Clearly, because of the narrator's words, they stopped even from putting on a show of politeness.

Uchiha Sora said with a serious expression, "Ino, do you think that after knowing each other for so many years, we are less important than a few words from the narrator? Are the narrator's words all made up?"

How could I say you're two-faced and malicious? Besides, you're not that kind of person.

Life is not about what others say, but about what you do. As long as you have a clear conscience, let others judge you.

[Uchiha Sora is at it again, twisting the facts. People should have some self-respect. You can't just get slapped in the face and still calmly talk to someone. That's not a ninja, that's a slave.]

Kong clicked his tongue. The narrator was getting more and more annoying. It was supposed to be a system that parasitized him, but now it was going against him at every turn.

Ino said expressionlessly, "Don't worry about me. I don't believe what the narrator says; I only believe what I think in my own heart."

[Sakura had told me long ago not to trust Uchiha Sora, but I almost fell for it anyway. Ino thinks she's smart; she saw through Uchiha Sora's true nature at the crucial moment.]

Uchiha Sora scoffed. "Ino is shameless. She's so stupid she can't even breathe properly, yet she dares to call herself smart."

"Hmph, Kong, hurry up and leave after you buy the flowers. My flower shop doesn't welcome people like you who don't mean what they say."

"Okay, Ino, I hope you'll think it over carefully and not be fooled by the narrator. Don't believe everything the narrator says."

Holding the flowers, Sora bid farewell to Ino and headed towards the Uchiha clan's territory.

As you walk through the bustling streets, the number of people decreases, and the surrounding buildings become increasingly low and sparse.

After traversing most of Konoha Village, a huge mansion came into view.

The original cordon tape had long since rotted away, and the gate was tightly shut with an iron padlock on it.

Kong skillfully pried open the lock, pushed open the long-sealed door, and stepped inside.