One day, when I turned 18 years old, it happened during our usual family dinner.
"Guh!!"
Suddenly, I was struck with a headache and clutched my head.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
My father called out to me, worried.
"It's okay."
As I answered, I tried to sort out the memories flooding through my mind. They were from when I lived in Japan on Earth.
(Ah, that's right... I was Japanese...)
Memories of the days I spent in Japan came rushing back, one after another. And then, when I died...
The cause of my death was an accident.
Just after parting ways with a friend on the way home from school, I was hit by a truck that ran a red light.
Luckily, the death was instantaneous, and there was little pain.
(I see... I died in my previous life...)
The memory felt both sad and lonely. Yet, at the same time, I realized there was much left for me to do.
(I was still a virgin... I wanted to get a girlfriend and have some fun with her...)
Thinking about that made me chuckle wryly.
But more than that, a flood of knowledge hit me, the entire story of 'Naruto', the manga and anime I'd obsessed over back in Japan. I knew everything, the hidden villages, the clans, the jutsus, the wars, the betrayals. And worst of all, I knew what was coming for my clan. The Uchiha Massacre, orchestrated by Itachi Uchiha under orders from the village elders. I had to stop him, by any means necessary, talk him down, expose the plot, or even fight if it came to that. No way was I letting my clan get wiped out.
"Haruto, are you okay?"
My mother called out to me, her voice filled with concern.
My father seemed worried as well.
"Yes, I'm fine. Anyway, let's continue eating. The food will get cold."
After I said that, the two of them seemed to feel a little relieved.
I am the youngest son of the Shiranui family, a lesser but proud branch of the Uchiha clan. My name is Haruto Shiranui.
The Uchiha clan has a long history of producing elite shinobi. My father, Kenzo Shiranui, is a respected jonin in the Konoha Military Police Force, though not as prominent as the clan head, Fugaku Uchiha. While my mother's ninjutsu skills are decent, her mastery of the Sharingan and genjutsu is remarkable, making her a valued member of the clan.
Being born to such parents, it was only natural that I received rigorous training from a young age.
But it seems I didn't have the talent.
The more I trained, the more I was reminded of my limitations.
Still, my parents never abandoned me. On the contrary, they showered me with love and support during my training.
Despite the high status of our clan, I believe we have a very warm family. Except for one person, that is.
"Hmph! Can't even eat properly? Haruto really is incompetent!"
My older sister, Kaede Shiranui, spoke to me with disdain.
She was two years older than me and had always disliked me. There are probably two reasons for this.
One reason is that we are half-siblings. Her mother is different from mine, and her mother has already passed away. Because of this, I was somewhat estranged from her.
The other reason is that she is a genius.
Her talent for chakra control is average, but her taijutsu and Sharingan proficiency are outstanding. It was said that in the future, she would become a kunoichi who could bring honor to the Uchiha clan.
On the other hand, I was just an ordinary Uchiha.
My taijutsu and genjutsu skills are mediocre, and my chakra reserves are low.
However, I believe I have put in more effort than the average person.
My parents respect me to a certain extent, but my older sister, Kaede, dislikes me. According to her, she worked hard to become stronger, while I, her younger brother, had done nothing.
That's why I'm even more frustrated.
"Really? I hope you learn a little from Father and Mother."
"...I will do my best."
"Hmph! You can say whatever you want with just your mouth! Just do your best!"
Saying that, she roughly cut the dango from the table and popped it into her mouth.
It was terrible manners, but no one paid any attention to it. This was just her usual behavior.
My parents didn't say anything either. In fact, they probably thought that speaking up in the wrong way would only make things worse.
And in truth, they were probably right.
"Thank you for the meal."
Once she finished, Kaede quickly returned to her room.
After seeing her off, my parents spoke to me.
"Sorry, Haruto. I'll warn Kaede later."
"No, I don't mind. Besides, it's not Father or Mother's fault."
"...I see."
Hearing my words, my father looked at me with a complicated expression, and my mother seemed to want to say something but chose not to.
These four people are the only family members in our immediate household: My father, Kenzo, a respected jonin; my mother, Yumi; me; and my older sister, Kaede.
This is a bit small for a prominent Uchiha family.
Kaede's mother passed away at a young age, which caused my father to fall into a depression for a while. To put it bluntly, he became distant.
Somehow, Father managed to have a child with my mother, and that was me. But the situation didn't last long.
In other words, it is no exaggeration to say that the future of the Shiranui family depends on me, the only son.
That's why Kaede refuses to acknowledge me.
(Well, I guess I can't blame her...)
I'm sure I would have acted the same way if I were in her position.
I don't hold any grudges, so it's fine.
More importantly, there's something I need to think about.
It's about the rest of my life.
'At the same time as remembering the memories from my previous life and the full knowledge of the *Naruto* world, I also recalled that I had been given a cheat when I was reincarnated. If I use this [Rape] skill, I should be able to rape and conquer all the hot kunoichi in this world—Hinata, Sakura, Ino, Tsunade, you name it—and build a massive harem in this new life, without a doubt...! I can now say goodbye to being called an incompetent Uchiha!! And with my *Naruto* knowledge, I'll stop Itachi from massacring the clan, no matter what it takes' Haruto thought as he remembered about the system window in his mind...
[Skill Name: Rape]
[Rarity: 5★ (MAX)]
[Level: 0 (Increases depending on the number of people Raped, the number of times, and the content of the play. Does not count if no internal ejaculation occurs.)]
[Effect: Physical ability and chakra improve according to the skill level. Additionally, the aversion to rape disappears. When the skill level reaches a certain threshold, new effects are granted.]