"Ding! Host has reached ANBU level." "Ding! Reward sent to email. Check your inbox." Hiroshi was overjoyed. He hadn't expected this battle t
"Ding! Host has reached ANBU level."
"Ding! Reward sent to email. Check your inbox."
Hiroshi was overjoyed. He hadn't expected this battle to propel him to ANBU level and grant him a new jutsu. He was incredibly fortunate. He was overjoyed.
"Excellent! Today's training yielded significant results. My strength has reached ANBU level. My path ahead should be smoother."
As Hiroshi stood, his surroundings gradually reverted to their original state. His surroundings changed.
"Time to end training for today. I don't know what time it is, but the sun's setting. It's evening."
"I didn't notice how much time passed. Training was intense. Time flies! Tomorrow's school," Hiroshi said with a smile, gazing at the village from Hokage Rock. He looked at the village.
Hiroshi felt his stomach rumble. The battles had taken their toll; his clothes were tattered, he needed new ones, and he was starving. He was hungry. He was hungry.
"I'm starving! Those battles drained my energy. I need to eat immediately, or I'll faint," Hiroshi said, rubbing his stomach with a smile. He was very hungry. He was very hungry.
Hiroshi leaped from Hokage Rock. In this world, he could jump from great heights unharmed. He jumped from Hokage Rock.
"Time for dinner!" Hiroshi shouted as he landed. He shouted.
Landing, Hiroshi saw the bustling village. He saw the village.
"Wow! I can smell the food from the entrance! This aroma is making me hungry. Time for a feast!" Hiroshi said with a smile, walking towards the village. He was hungry. He was hungry.
Entering the village, Hiroshi saw numerous restaurants, just opening for the evening. He saw many restaurants.
"It's dinner time! I deserve a great meal after today's achievements!" Hiroshi said with a smile, clearly elated. He was happy. He was happy.
Hiroshi approached a restaurant, read the name, and nodded. He approached a restaurant.
"Good. I'll eat here. It's called 'Home-Style Cooking'," Hiroshi said with a smile, having chosen a restaurant named "Home-Style Cooking." He chose a restaurant.
Hiroshi adjusted his clothes, concealing the damage, and entered the restaurant. He entered the restaurant.
"Boss, a table for one," Hiroshi said with a smile to the owner. He ordered food.
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