Kurogami House
Reika POV
Watching my little boy run off after that snide comment was amusing, to say the least. I slipped my slipper back on and resumed washing the dishes.
Once the dishes were done and my shadow clones finished clearing the table and putting away leftovers, I dismissed them with a nod.
"I must admit, as much as I despise Tobirama, when it comes to jutsu creation, even I have to swallow my pride and call the man a visionary."
Stretching my body—arms up, back arched—I felt a familiar smell.
Sniff sniff. "Yep, time for a shower. Actually, maybe a shower first, then a bath."
I walked into the living room to find everything clean and in place. Then, I stepped into the backyard to check if Kuro had properly put away the ninja tools.
"Good boy. Everything's in order."
I returned inside to cleanse myself. In my bedroom, I grabbed a clean pair of robes and underwear, then made my way into the bathroom. I undressed and stepped into the shower.
Bathing is one of life's purest pleasures. It reminds me of the times I spent hours scrubbing off the blood and guts of my enemies—or simply trying to wash off the scent of scorched flesh and electricity.
I let the hot water pour over me, my thoughts drifting to the Second Great Ninja War. The countless battles, the terror tactics I used with my team, the psychological warfare that kept us alive against stronger foes... and of course, my favorite: the times I summoned waves of blue fire to incinerate entire enemy squadrons. Their screams still echo in my memory.
"Mmm… I'd love another match with the Third Raikage. Our lightning-style-only duel was so much fun."
After my shower, I sank into the warm bath, thoughts turning to Kuro's morning training.
"Warm-ups first, then taijutsu practice, ninja tool handling,. After that, I want to see his fireball jutsu—it's a rite of passage in our clan."
Relaxing deeper into the tub, I couldn't help but miss Hades. I only get to speak with him once every seven years according to him , and it's never enough. I looked down at my chest, gently cupping it with a chuckle.
"These damn things were more manageable when I was younger. Then Hades gave me that secret medicine, and they just kept growing. Now I'm on par with—or even surpass—that drunken blonde cow. The look on his face when he realized the side effect… You'd think he'd discovered a priceless ninja artifact for men."
Just thinking of him stirred something in me.
"Guess I'll stay in the bath a bit longer. For extra relaxation..."
After a very thorough soak, I wrapped myself in clean robes and went into the closet to grab some pajamas.
"The look on Mikoto and Akari's faces when they saw this closet was priceless. I swear Mikoto looked ready to sell herself to Hades just to live here. The house, the shower, the closet—completely shattered their ideas of what wealth is."
I put on a red pajama set and sat on my bed, reflecting on the day.
"Kuro's starting to have strange dreams. Is this what Hades meant? That a child of god would show signs of divinity awakening?"
I recalled what Hades told me: keep him away from death-related places like graveyards or hospitals. Prolong the suppression as much as possible.
"The blessing can only hold it back for so long. Eventually, his powers will break free. I just hope he makes good friends before people start sensing the weight of death around him. Maybe some strong yin chakra users or other Uchiha children will support him. Heh, maybe even a few kind old folks will take a shine to him."
As I tucked myself into bed, my thoughts returned to his dream.
"Why did he see that vision? Was it from the enemy's point of view? That girl—Azula, he called her—looked like me. Her golden-orange eyes… Could the enemy have seen the Sharingan just before dying, mistaking it for something else?"
I rubbed my temples. A dream involving a girl who resembled me trying to kill him with blue fire… and he called her Azula? What does that dream even mean?
"Ugh. God-level dreams are too complicated. Let's just focus on tomorrow. I can't wait to show him my cool moves!"
With a smile, I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of walking hand-in-hand with Hades and Kuro through the park.
Kurogami POV
After making sure Mom wasn't about to burst in and hit me with a slipper, I sat on my bed and reflected on today.
"My mom is basically Azula in all but name. She rivals Tsunade—probably knows the rest of the Sannin too. And she's powerful enough to boast about it, without anyone daring to call her bluff. That makes things easier for me."
I closed my eyes, trying to recall any forgotten memories in my new life to reevaluate now that my old memories are back. Nothing yet.
"Step-by-step then. First, I need to assess Mom's standing in the village, public perception of me, our finances, and the personalities of people I want to connect with. Once I confirm everything, I'll begin expanding my influence and power."
I tucked into bed and called out the one word I'd been itching to say.
"System."
...Nothing.
"Status screen?"
Suddenly, a transparent blue screen appeared before me, filled with information.
Username: Kurogami Uchiha
Health Status: Healthy as an Uzumaki/Senju
Title: Reika's Little Boy
(Effect: Mama will instinctively react if you're harmed or severely injured, and find you no matter where you are. Those who know of her are terrified to fight you due to fear of her wrath once they realized you're her son.)
Message Box: 2 messages
Quests Available: 2
Chakra Nature: Unknown (Get chakra paper, you lazy bastard!)
Race: Human?
Chakra Amount: Kage-Level (1.5 Naruto [ Early Shippuden Arc])
Shop: Closed (Come back later)
Staring at the screen brought up a million questions.
"Okay… Chakra level of 1.5 Narutos? Makes sense with all that medicine. But Mom's title effect? Jesus, she really does love me. But what did she do to make enemies that terrified of her?"
I scanned the Message Box and decided to check it before the quests.
The first message was from Chris.
Dear Alistair, or do you prefer Kurogami?
Whatever—names don't matter yet. Congrats, you've been reborn! Welcome back to the land of the living, where you get to eat, sleep, and poop again like the rest of the animals.
I hope the reincarnation process from our company (name still pending) was a fun experience. Be sure to leave a review after you die or become god-tier.
Anyway—live your life, get some girls, try out those new powers, and remember: don't let your past weigh you down. Your old family wants you to be happy. Make some memories, conquer this universe, and when you're done, come back and sign the final contract. Tell both your families about your journey.
—Christopher, the Alpha Male
I laughed and got a bit emotional.
"Damn it, Chris... you're an ass, but you're right. Time to live this life to the fullest."
The next message was from Ms. H—Chris's agent and apparently the shopkeeper.
Dear Kurogami Uchiha,
You may call me Ms. H. I am your shopkeeper and dimensional agent assigned by ROB. Currently, the shop is closed per ROB request, as you need to build your foundations without relying on any further 'cheats'.
The shop will open when you turn thirteen. At that time, you will receive three free item vouchers as compensation. Looking forward to doing business with you.
Sincerely,
Ms. H
I blinked.
"How the hell did Chris manage to get a professional like her on his team?"
Finally, I checked the quest log.
Quest 1:Daddy Went to Get Milk!
Description: Your dad disappeared and may never return(?). Discover his identity and influence in the world.
Reward: In-depth Ascension Guide, enhanced nature balance, and a way to speak with your father.
Quest 2:Prove Me Wrong!
Description: Learn the Fireball Jutsu and use it to kill a Jonin-level opponent or higher. Prove that the Great Fireball Jutsu is more than just a flashy distraction.
Reward: Increased Uchiha reputation, "Jutsu Insight" one-day pass.
"Yeah… Chris definitely wrote quest two. That troll."
As for the first quest, it already aligned with my plans. But that reward…
"A guide to ascension, better balance of nature, and a way to talk to him? My father might actually be that Ōtsutsuki god from Boruto… damn it, filler arcs!"
I sighed and shook my head.
"Either my dad's an alien overlord, or Mom pulled a Minato and completely erased his influence on my genes. So many questions and no answers. Damn you, Chris."
I smirked at the Fireball quest.
"Guess I'll find a way to make it lethal."
Closing the screen, I pulled the blanket up and braced myself for tomorrow's training—what Mom calls fun and I call survival.
"I'm not sure what's worse—being trained by this world's Azula… or going shopping with two women."
I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of playing in a river, being invincible, cutting through armies of ninja without a scratch.