Naruto was dumbfounded when he first heard the attacker's words.
He thought to himself: when the hell did he provoke this middle-aged uncle enough to want him dead? At most, if villagers bullied him, he'd fight back on equal footing. Even the Akatsuki or Konoha's shady Danzo operatives would attack him because he was a Jinchuriki, not for no reason.
And this guy… as soon as he appeared, he tried to assassinate him like some nervous rookie. It made no sense at all.
But… this guy's strength? Pitiful. Beyond Naruto's expectations. How could such a weak assassin even exist? He clearly didn't consider Naruto strong at all. Well, that ruled out the possibility of any Xiao Organization conspiracy.
On Tianfeng's side, he reluctantly pulled out a fruit knife and glared at Naruto.
In his mind, Naruto was just a brat who hadn't even stepped foot in a ninja school. No combat experience whatsoever. As long as he could lure ANBU away, Tianfeng could do whatever he wanted.
Yet Naruto didn't just notice him—he had set a trap in advance. Now Tianfeng, foot injured and slightly poisoned by a paralyzing dart, realized he might not survive. One wrong move, and if other ninjas noticed, it would be the end for him.
In a panic, Naruto called out: "Who are you? Are you a ninja from an enemy country?"
Tianfeng paused, trying to determine whether Naruto was a shadow clone or the real deal. He glanced around for escape routes, considering his next move. At this moment, he fully recognized Naruto as a dangerous opponent. Shadow clones guarded every window and door. There was no way out.
Seeing the clones surrounding him, Tianfeng realized death was inevitable—but he wouldn't go quietly. Before he died, he would make Naruto feel the weight of his revenge on the Fourth Hokage.
Coldly, he spat, "Who I am doesn't matter. But Uzumaki Naruto… do you even know your true identity? Or why you've been bullied?"
Naruto frowned. Of course he knew his identity.
Seeing that Naruto didn't respond, Tianfeng muttered to himself, "Naruto… you're not just some fox brat. You're the son of the Fourth Hokage—the hero of this village. And yet, his son is bullied like a demon fox. Isn't that hilarious?"
He looked forward to seeing Naruto's reaction… but got nothing.
Naruto stared at him like he was insane. "I'm the son of the Fourth Hokage. So what? What do you want me to feel? Should I be mad?"
Tianfeng's expression twisted in fury. "Why aren't you angry? You're the son of the Fourth Hokage and treated like a demon fox! Don't you question life, the universe, and everything?!"
Naruto shook his head. Shadow clones appeared around him, advancing with soft fists. Calmly, he said:
"Honestly, I care less about being bullied than I do about you. Who are you? A three-generation old man? A spy from Yunin? Or a subordinate of Danzo?"
Tianfeng's bravado vanished. Fear replaced rage. This kid… knows about these secret forces? Even many Chunin didn't know Danzo existed. And Naruto, calm and collected at this age? Unbelievable.
It wasn't a three-generation elder. Not Danzo. Not Yunin. Maybe a spy from another village?
Naruto paused. Tianfeng looked… familiar. Wasn't this the middle-aged guy from Ichiraku Ramen? Was an ordinary Chunin really trying to kill him?
No more guessing. Naruto formed hand seals. Three, five shadow clones appeared and swarmed Tianfeng, using soft fists and precise strikes.
Soon, Naruto controlled Tianfeng and interrogated him with acupuncture points. Once Tianfeng recognized Rouquan, resistance melted away.
He wondered if Naruto was the Fourth Hokage's son—or really possessed by a demon fox. How else could a kid this young master advanced ninjutsu, even Hyuga clan secret techniques?
Tianfeng's bones were soft. He spilled everything. Naruto's expression twisted.
This guy? Not a spy. No Danzo backing. Just a frustrated Konoha Chunin.
He blamed his stagnation in life on the Fourth Hokage's death, couldn't become Jonin, and took it out by spreading rumors that Naruto was a demon fox… and now tried to assassinate him. Pure revenge on society.
Naruto's respect for Konoha plummeted. Not the elders who gave him dangerous missions—but ninjas in the shadows, uniting to bully an orphan whose parents died… the will of fire, my ass.
With a cold snort, Naruto smashed Tianfeng's heart veins with a soft fist, watching him collapse.
He felt no remorse—killing had become numbingly familiar. But knowing this man had once been his father's subordinate… favored by Minato… and now tried to destroy his life? That stung.
Kyuubi noticed Naruto's slight tremble. "Hey, kid, don't let this stuff get to you. You're my human strength. No weak emotions allowed."
"Talking about killing, Big Fox? I don't care. Killing fish, killing punks… same difference," Naruto said, cool as ice.
Kyuubi's eyes narrowed. "It's not that. That guy reminded you… your father, the Fourth Hokage… it's not right for Hokage's son to be bullied."
Naruto smirked. "I know. My surname, my hair, my resemblance to the Fourth… even the Third Hokage's attitude toward me shows it. Everyone knows I'm the Fourth's son."
He paused, then continued, "And you tailed beasts… you've always enjoyed the same treatment, haven't you?"
Kyuubi went silent. Those words hit him. Did Naruto really understand the feelings of a tailed beast so early? Not yet.
During Kyuubi's silence, Naruto picked up a kunai and slashed his own arm, watching the blood flow steadily. Calmly, he said:
"Big Fox… I've never asked you before. But now, please. Use your chakra. Take control of my body. I need your strength."
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