Konoha.
Watching the bustling crowd come and go, Raiden felt a sense of comfort.
At the very least, these people didn't know who he was. They weren't afraid of him.
Thinking back to his own world… wherever he appeared, within a thousand-mile radius, all life would vanish completely—birds and beasts included.
It wasn't that he was evil.
It was simply that he was too strong.
Sometimes, even a careless sneeze could cause devastating destruction.
"Raiden, little brother, I'll take you to the orphanage. You can stay there for now… Konoha has a well-established welfare system. You won't have to worry about food or shelter," Kakashi said with sympathy.
"No need. I can support myself. I can work," Raiden replied.
In truth, he genuinely wanted to work.
To him, working sounded like something interesting—something he had never experienced before.
Since he had transmigrated…
Everything he hadn't experienced, he wanted to try at least once.
"You've got backbone, kid. I'll report to the Hokage and get you an identity as soon as possible," Kakashi said, inwardly impressed.
"Thank you," Raiden said with a smile.
Soon, Kakashi left.
Raiden stretched lazily and took a deep breath.
"It really feels great… when no one is afraid of me. The air here is nice and fresh."
He thought to himself, completely satisfied.
However—
The moment he took that deep breath—
A level-twelve gale seemed to sweep through Konoha!
In an instant, rooftops and market stalls were blown away.
"…Uh."
Seeing the chaos he had caused, Raiden's expression turned awkward.
He had merely taken a slightly deeper breath than usual—
And it had already turned into a "natural disaster."
"Seriously… why have there been so many disasters lately?"
"Yeah… ever since the Nine-Tails attacked the village, things haven't been peaceful."
"Luckily, the wind came fast and went fast… no major damage was done."
Listening to the villagers, Raiden felt a hint of guilt.
Now he truly understood why everyone in his world feared him.
Because he was too strong.
"Good thing they don't know it was me… otherwise, they'd treat me like a monster again."
Raiden felt extremely relieved.
—
Elsewhere.
Hokage Office.
Kakashi reported everything he had observed to the Third Hokage.
"In that case, it should be a natural disaster. This isn't something human power can achieve. The orphan you brought back—can he be trusted? Could he be a spy?" the Third Hokage asked.
"He's not a shinobi. During the mission, a member of the Hyuga clan in my team examined him. The child is completely ordinary—no chakra. And considering he was found within the disaster zone in the Land of Fire, it's unlikely he's an enemy spy," Kakashi replied honestly.
"Mm, that makes sense… Since you brought him back, I'll arrange an identity for him," the Third Hokage said casually.
"Kakashi, it's been a while since you carried out ANBU missions. After being a Jonin instructor for so long, how does it feel?"
"I'm a bit rusty with ANBU operations," Kakashi answered.
"This was only a temporary assignment due to the situation. You'll remain a Jonin instructor afterward… There's something else I need to discuss with you…"
—
Konoha streets.
Raiden was enthusiastically helping people clean up the debris.
Faced with his help, the villagers expressed their gratitude.
"Thank you, kid."
"With all these disasters lately, we really appreciate your help."
Hearing their thanks, Raiden smiled.
For the first time—
People were willing to accept his help.
"This… actually feels pretty good."
Raiden thought.
At that moment, he noticed a group of people gathered together, looking troubled.
In front of a tailor shop, a utility pole had collapsed, and no one could move it.
"This pole is too heavy—at least a thousand jin. We need to figure something out!"
"It's blocking the road… This is a real hassle. Let's try again?"
Seven or eight people surrounded the pole, attempting to lift it.
But after four or five tries—
They failed every time.
Everyone looked worried.
"What's wrong?" Raiden stepped forward and asked.
"Sigh… this pole is in the way. We're trying to move it aside, but it's stuck somewhere. We've tried several times and can't lift it."
"We're waiting for a shinobi who knows Earth Release or specializes in taijutsu. Maybe they'll have a solution."
The villagers explained one after another.
"Oh, just a pole in the way? I'll help you."
Raiden said casually as he walked over.
"No, no—this won't work. We've all tried already. It's stuck… better to wait—"
The tailor shop owner began to speak—
But suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Because—
Raiden walked up to the pole, grabbed it lightly—
And lifted it with ease.
Everyone around him froze in shock.
Seven or eight people together couldn't budge it—
Yet Raiden handled it effortlessly, as if it weighed nothing.
"Where should I put this?" Raiden asked, holding the pole.
At that moment, he noticed the stunned expressions around him.
"Crap… I forgot. Normal people here can't lift this."
His heart skipped a beat as he quickly pretended to struggle.
"Everyone… I can't hold on much longer! Where should I put it?"
Sure enough, his act snapped everyone out of their shock.
"Just put it by the roadside!"
"My god, Raiden, your strength is incredible!"
The crowd exclaimed in admiration.
"I'm just… naturally strong," Raiden said, scratching his head.
He let out a sigh of relief.
Good thing he reacted quickly—
Otherwise, they would've treated him like a monster again.
Just as everyone was praising Raiden—
A figure clad in green sprinted over!
"I heard there was something that needed help! Where is it?!"
Might Guy arrived, full of energy.
"Oh, Guy. We were going to ask you to help move this pole, but it's already been taken care of."
"Yeah, Raiden helped us out. He's got incredible strength."
Hearing that, Guy smiled.
"Oh? It's already solved? Then I'll be off!"
But just as he was about to leave—
His eyes suddenly widened.
He noticed something—
A deep handprint embedded into the utility pole.
"So strong… what terrifying grip strength!"
Guy immediately stopped and asked:
"May I ask… who moved this pole?"
"It was Raiden," the tailor shop owner said, pointing toward Raiden, who was still helping clean up debris in the distance.