[Ding! Congratulations, Host—Sarutobi Konohamaru Data Package acquired!]
"…Konohamaru? Seriously?"
My face twitched. Out of everyone in the shinobi world, you throw him at me? The snot-nosed brat who used to run around yelling about being Hokage and spamming Sexy Jutsu?
"Shion, you trolling piece of junk system… this is a scam, isn't it? Ten years I've waited, and you give me Konohamaru?!"
[Ufufu~ Don't underestimate him, Host. The data packages are drawn from each character's peak period.]
Peak… Konohamaru? My brain short-circuited. So not the annoying kid phase, but the full-grown shinobi who could sling Rasengans like fireworks.
I swallowed. "…Fine. Open it."
[Package Opening—]
—Transformation Technique.—Stealth Jutsu.—Sexy Jutsu.—Reverse Sexy Jutsu (Female Form).—Harem Technique: Ultimate Chaos Version.—Shadow Clone Technique.—Rasengan.—Big Ball Rasengan.
I froze. Then I started laughing like a lunatic. "Holy crap. Shadow Clone and Rasengan? Are you kidding me?! That's god-tier cheat code level in a superhero world."
Sure, the Sexy Jutsu line-up was… questionable. Odds are I'd never use it. (Okay, maybe once to prank Wolverine. Just once.) But Shadow Clone + Rasengan? Absolute bread and butter of shōnen power-ups. And Transformation Jutsu on top of that? Broken.
"Use immediately."
[Confirmed.]
A rush of energy ignited inside me—something new flowing in my veins alongside my blood. Chakra. I could feel it, circulating, pulsing, alive.
I flexed my hand, a grin tugging at my lips. So this was chakra, huh? If it wasn't infinite, I'd need to test my reserves later, but still… this was a game-changer.
For the first time in ten years of being stuck in this world, I didn't just have power—I had ninjutsu.
I must've been smiling like a maniac, because Rogue tilted her head, looking worried."What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just… today feels like a really good day."
She looked up at the sky. "Because the weather's nice?"
"Yeah. Something like that."
In truth, I wanted to burst out into song. Ten years I'd been laughed at as the "Powerless Freak." Ten years of waiting for Shion to wake up. And now? I had gone from zero to Rasengan-tier cheat mode.
Then I stopped walking.
Something felt… off.
I kept my gaze forward, but my eyes flicked to the rearview mirror of a parked car. There—five meters back—stood an old woman. Just staring. Not moving.
Chill crawled down my spine.
Then she smiled. Too sharp. Too deliberate.
I whispered to Rogue, "We're being tailed. She's after you. Don't look back. Just follow my lead. First rule: don't panic. Second: do exactly as I say. Got it?"
Her fingers tightened on her cloak. She nodded.
"Good. Then here's the plan. We head straight into that public restroom. Women's side."
"…Eh?!"
She almost squeaked, eyes wide. But she didn't protest. Not after everything between us.
Inside, I nudged her into a stall. "Stay put. Don't come out unless I say so."
Then I pressed my hands together. "Ninjutsu—Transformation!"
Poof!
Smoke cleared. I was Rogue's mirror image. Cloak, gloves, everything.
Perfect.
The door creaked open. A lady in heels entered—no, not a lady. Mystique. Her gaze sharpened the second she spotted me.
She must've assumed I was the real Rogue, alone. She stepped closer, clearly intending to knock me out and drag me to Magneto.
Too bad for her…
The "Rogue" she was walking up to was me, Ryuuto, freshly armed with shinobi tricks.