Although people often say that Kakashi Hatake has a frail constitution, the truth is that, as an elite among the jōnin, he actually possesses a great deal of chakra.
Even one‑tenth of his chakra exceeds what an ordinary chūnin has.
More importantly, once the first reward appears, there will definitely be a second; tasks with similar bonuses are bound to keep coming.
With unlimited stacking, surpassing Hashirama Senju and Naruto Uzumaki would no longer be just a dream.
The problem is that this particular mission won't be easy.
The Sexy Jutsu itself isn't hard—but the difficulty is that Naruto hasn't invented it yet; he hasn't even mastered the basic Transformation Technique.
"After hearing that story, what do you think?"
Kitazawa looked at the pondering Naruto and asked.
"If I meet an enemy, I'll transform into a gorgeous woman—they'll be caught off guard for sure!"
Naruto announced it with great enthusiasm.
"That's exactly what I'd expect from you!"
Kitazawa praised.
In the original timeline, Naruto was the shameless type: whether it was inventing the Sexy Jutsu, wearing a green jumpsuit, or using the Thousand Years of Death, he never hesitated.
"Hehe, it's all thanks to you, sensei."
Naruto scratched his head, then asked curiously,
"Kitazawa‑sensei, do you have any other off‑the‑record stories about Madara Uchiha?"
"We'll save the tale for next time,"
Kitazawa coughed lightly. "Don't forget today's goal."
"Right—today I have to learn the Transformation Technique!"
Naruto leapt up, fully re‑energized. "Back to practice!"
What a kid—really makes you jealous.
Watching Naruto's boundless energy, Kitazawa sighed: being a jinchūriki isn't half bad—you heal fast.
Provided, of course, you don't get stuck with a Hokage who's got a few screws loose.
Compared with Naruto, Kushina Uzumaki was actually much luckier.
…
Saturday and Sunday flew by.
After persistent effort, Naruto finally managed to perform the Transformation Technique once.
It took him two full days—slower than Sasuke and the others—but he was already ahead of most kids his age.
Ordinary students usually need six years to master the Three Basic Techniques.
"Hahaha!"
Over‑excited, Naruto even imitated Sasuke Uchiha's trademark laugh.
You can't blame him—it was the first ninjutsu he had ever pulled off in his life.
"Something feels off here…"
Kitazawa shook his head, watching Naruto laugh madly.
"Kitazawa‑sensei!"
When Naruto calmed down, he asked, "Do you know who the prettiest kunoichi in Konoha is?"
Immediately, the image of Tsunade—a woman who'd never let a child go hungry—popped into Kitazawa's mind.
Many people believe big is beautiful, after all—plus Tsunade is gorgeous and ages well.
"Why do you ask?"
Kitazawa raised an eyebrow.
"I want to use her as the model for my Transformation Technique."
Naruto answered seriously. "Only the prettiest kunoichi can really confuse the enemy."
"Your idea is half‑right," Kitazawa shook his head. "Looks alone aren't enough; you need shock value."
"Isn't beauty itself shocking?"
Naruto asked, puzzled.
"You don't understand men."
Kitazawa patted his shoulder. "Men like not just beauty, but beauty plus sex appeal."
A gorgeous woman in clothes is eye‑catching; a gorgeous woman without clothes is on an entirely different level.
In the original story, Naruto's Sexy Jutsu was definitely the latter.
"I don't get it."
Naruto thought for a moment, then shook his head.
Kitazawa frowned slightly.
That really was a problem—he couldn't exactly take Naruto to a red‑light district.
True, such places are legal industries in the shinobi world (just look at Jiraiya), but Naruto is still a kid.
Kitazawa had no desire to start Monday by stepping onto school grounds—and straight into unemployment. If firing were the only consequence, he'd be lucky; there could be worse punishments.
"No rush. Master the Transformation Technique first," Kitazawa decided to trust that inspiration would come later.
After all, in the original story, Naruto invented the Sexy Jutsu entirely on his own.
…
A New Week
After breakfast, Kitazawa headed straight to the academy conference room.
He was a bit late; more than half the seats were already filled.
"Kitazawa‑senpai!"
Iruka Umino called out.
Kitazawa looked over and saw him sitting with Mizuki.
"Kitazawa," Mizuki said with a smile as Kitazawa approached. "How many of your questions do you think will make the exam this time?"
"No idea," Kitazawa shrugged. "Depends on luck."
"Luck? It's all skill," Iruka said admiringly. "For three years running you've had the most questions—ten every time!"
Ninja Academy exams are like modern ones: multiple‑choice, fill‑in‑the‑blank, and essay. All told, only about fifty questions.
Kitazawa alone provided a fifth of them.
"Mizuki, you're strong too," Iruka added. "Last year you had nine—just one short of Kitazawa‑senpai."
"…."
Mizuki's fists tightened. Why bring that up?
"As for me, I'm just happy to take part,"
Iruka inhaled nervously. "If even one of mine gets chosen, I'll be thrilled."
"From what I hear, the Hokage personally picks the questions every year," Mizuki glanced at the unruffled Kitazawa. "Maybe this year the Hokage changed the criteria."
"The Hokage chooses them?"
Iruka looked worried. "What if my question annoys him?"
"Relax—the Hokage is always magnanimous,"
Mizuki said knowingly.
Just then, Vice‑Principal Sarutobi Hisao walked in.
Everyone fell silent and looked his way.
"I'll now announce how many questions each of you had selected," Hisao got straight to it. "Kitazawa—thirty questions."
"What?!"
The room erupted.
Every teacher had submitted thirty questions, but by unwritten rule, no more than fifteen from any one person were ever chosen—to spare everyone's feelings.
"Thirty? There must be some mistake!"
Mizuki's smile froze; it was unbelievable.
"Yeah," Iruka's pupils shrank; he instinctively agreed.
He had no grudge against Kitazawa—quite the opposite—but all thirty selected was outrageous.
"The Hokage chose them himself. There's no mistake," Hisao said firmly.
Frankly, he'd thought something was wrong too when he first saw the list, but who would dare question Hiruzen Sarutobi? Even if there was a mistake, it would stay.
Kitazawa raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.
Whoa!
The crafty old man isn't even pretending anymore—straight‑up favoritism.
What? The favoritism helps me? Then it's fine. Hokage‑sama is wise indeed!
Clearly, this was the Hokage's way of rewarding Kitazawa for looking after Naruto these past weeks.
"Mizuki—five questions… Iruka—one question."
Hisao continued.
Because Kitazawa took thirty spots, everyone else's numbers were slashed.
When the reading was done, Hisao left the room, and Kitazawa followed soon after—his class was first period.
"Damn it!"
Mizuki couldn't hold back, donning a mask of anguish.
Lost the year before last, lost last year, lost again this year—lose a few more times and he'd have no face left.
"Mizuki, it's okay—second place is still great," Iruka tried to comfort him.
"…."
Mizuki almost cracked.
That's like saying, "Small ones are cute too"—it doesn't help at all.
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