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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7

The delicious aroma of the food filled the air.

A simple bowl of tomato and scrambled eggs somehow tasted like a gourmet-level dish in Hayashi Ren's hands. In this shinobi world, where food options were scarce, this dish could practically be called the nuclear weapon of the culinary world.

When he placed the steaming bowl in front of Naruko and Sasuko, their eyes lit up immediately—like starving wolves finally presented with a feast.

"Ahhh~ Ren-kun's cooking is the best!"

Naruko mumbled through a mouthful of food, sauce smeared at the corner of her lips.

Sasuko didn't say much, but her chopsticks moved with mechanical speed, constantly going back for more. Her actions spoke louder than any words.

"As long as you both enjoy it,"

Hayashi Ren said with a gentle smile, watching them with a rare sense of peace in his heart.

But deep down, he knew this peace wouldn't last long.

Danzo… would eventually disrupt everything.

Danzo… just wait.

Ren's heart was cold, like steel tempered in ice.

Before, he had no power to change anything. He had to swallow his anger and endure.

But now…

Now he had the ability to flip the table.

He would hone himself inside this MOBA combat space like sharpening a deadly blade. And when the time came… he would plunge that blade into his enemy's heart—a fatal strike!

[Ding! Attention, all citizens of the Shinobi Realm: The first MOBA Beta Test Match is about to begin. All citizens may connect mentally to the MOBA Space to spectate. However, for this beta period, only Jonin-level and above can post on the live comment feed.]

The MOBA system's voice echoed across the land.

A massive number of people chose to watch—many of them elite ninja, all of them intrigued by this mysterious "MOBA Space" that had suddenly appeared.

They wanted to know if it was really as powerful as it claimed.

But as soon as their consciousness entered the space… they were stunned.

The screen was absolutely flooded with bullet comments—fast-moving text flying across their vision like a river of white noise.

And suddenly… a bright green comment appeared, standing out like a flare in the night. All attention immediately zeroed in on it.

Even if someone didn't want to notice it, they couldn't help but look.

[Hey hey! Can everyone see my comment? I'm Hashirama Senju, First Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village.]

ID: Hashirama Senju

[Even people from the Pure Land can connect? This MOBA Space really is something.]

A soft blue comment followed it.

ID: Tobirama Senju

[Lord Hashirama! Lord Tobirama! It's so good to see you here again!]

ID: Hiruzen Sarutobi

[Oh! Monkey, is that you? How's Konoha doing under your leadership?]

ID: Tobirama Senju

[You vile bastard, Tobirama Senju!]

ID: Izuna Uchiha

[Izuna, huh.]

At that moment, a sinister crimson red comment appeared. The screen seemed to freeze. Not just because of the blood-colored text, but because of who it was from.

ID: Madara Uchiha

Even those shinobi who didn't know much about him instinctively felt a chill crawl up their spines.

As for those who did know him…?

Their blood ran cold.

[Big Brother!]

Izuna Uchiha quickly replied, visibly excited even through the bullet feed.

In truth, he was thrilled. He'd been hoping for a response.

Just as Madara was about to reply—

A green message suddenly burst across the entire screen, overriding everything else.

[Madarā!]

[Hashiramaaaa!]

The moment Hashirama Senju's comment hit, Madara reflexively replied with:

[Madarā!!]

[Hashiramaaaa!!]

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