**Chapter 1: The pretentious System**  

"The sky has cleared, the rain has stopped, and Sasuke thinks he's all that again!"  

 He was a typical Sasuke hater.  

 Every time he saw Sasuke acting cool, he felt annoyed. And every time he saw Sasuke fail at acting cool, he felt overjoyed.   

He had already exhausted all the Naruto material, editing every possible clip. Then one day, he discovered a streamer named Belamy20, who had transmigrated into the world of *Naruto*.   

It felt like he had struck gold. He started watching the live stream every day.  

 The live stream didn’t disappoint. It provided him with endless content of Sasuke’s cool antics, which he turned into clips of Sasuke failing miserably and getting beaten up.   

It made him happy and satisfied daily.  

 Even better, he earned lots of donations, achieving his small life goal.  

 That day...  

 He had just watched Sasuke get pummeled by Hinata, played by Belamy20, and was feeling immensely pleased. He quickly edited the video, eager to post it online and be the first to upload it.  

 As he worked, Sasuke's face kept appearing on the screen, reflecting in his own face.  

 "Honestly, Sasuke is pretty handsome, but he’s way too arrogant. If I were Sasuke, I’d lie low and bide my time. No need to show off when you’re still a kid!"  

 **Buzz!**  

 As he sighed, the computer in front of him began to tremble. The screen curled and twisted, morphing into a deep purple-black vortex—like a space wormhole, brimming with mystery.  

 "What is this?"  

 **Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!**  

 A powerful suction force erupted from the vortex, pulling him straight into the screen. His senses blurred, and he lost all concept of time and space.  

 He had no idea how much time passed.  

 His fingers twitched slightly.  

 He forced his heavy eyelids open.  

 A clean and simple ceiling appeared before him.  

 The room was unfamiliar. Its architectural style was completely different from what he was used to.   

"What the hell is going on?"  

 His heart raced.   

His mind was in turmoil.   

Looking down at his hands, now changed, he realized something both unscientific and unmagical.  

 He had transmigrated!  

 "No way..."  

 He jumped out of bed. The bed was neatly made, and a tidy table with a mirror sat beside it.  

 **Look in the mirror!**   

That was his first thought. Since something as absurd as transmigration had happened, surely he’d transmigrated into someone cool!  

 He walked to the mirror without hesitation, picked it up, and held it in front of himself.   

The face staring back at him was undeniably handsome.  

 But... it was **way too familiar**.  

 So familiar it was maddening!   

"This is... no way... Isn’t this Sasuke?!"  

 With a cry of surprise, the mirror slipped from his hand, shattering on the floor with a sharp crack. His body trembled slightly.  

 **"Holy crap!"**  

 **"Holy crap!"**  

 **"Holy crap!"**   

"I actually became Sasuke!"  

 "I..."   

He sank to the ground like a soulless husk, overwhelmed.  

 His mental state collapsed.   

In that instant, his mood was as shattered as the mirror beside him.  

 It was *too much*!  

 "This isn’t fair! Why did Belamy20 get to be Hinata while I got stuck as Sasuke? Sure, Sasuke’s handsome, but I wanted to be a cute girl too!"  

 "Wait!"  

 "Where’s my cheat?"  

 "I don’t have a live stream room or a system. Is just being Sasuke my cheat? Where’s my Ding Dong bro?"  

 "We both went through nine years of compulsory education—am I not as good as him?"  

 Just as he was about to lose it, the sweetest electronic notification sound rang in his head.   

**"Ding dong!"**  

 The sound startled him, making his heart race.  

 **That’s right!**  

 **Ding Dong bro had arrived!**   

With a cheat!   

**"The Strongest Chuunibyou System is binding."**  

 **"Binding progress: 1%... 2%... 100%.**   

**"System binding successful!"**   

**"Clearing the host’s original abilities."**   

**"Clearing progress: 1%... 2%... 100%.**   

**"Original abilities cleared successfully!"**   

**"Confirming host information..."**  

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 **[Information]**  
Name: Uchiha Sasuke.  
Rating: E.  
Points: 0.   

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Three simple lines of information appeared in his mind, leaving him baffled. Why was his system so basic?   

**"Host information loaded successfully!"**   

After a brief pause, the system continued in its crisp, mechanical voice, though it was now less pleasant to hear.  

 **"Congratulations, host, on obtaining the Strongest Chuunibyou System!"**  

 **"This system will track every instance of the host acting cool and evaluate their style. Coolness ratings will convert into system points."**  

 **"System points are the host’s currency. They can be used to upgrade attributes, purchase items, and enter lotteries."**  

 **"Since the host’s original abilities have been cleared, the system has issued a novice gift package, now stored in the system package."**  

 **"Enjoy your journey of acting cool!"**  

 **"Ding dong!"**  

 The system went silent, leaving him alone with his thoughts.  

 "I..."  

 "I really have become Sasuke!"  

 "And I got a system!"  

 "And the system wants me to act cool?!"  

 "Oh my god!"  

 It was all too sudden. Before he could even process it, he was already resigning himself to this absurd reality.  

 "Fine."  

 "From now on, I am Uchiha Sasuke. I’ll replace the original Sasuke and act cool until the end. Handsome and cool—that’s me!"  

 "From now on, there will be no Sasuke in the ninja world—only the legend of Sasuke, the King of Chuunibyou!"  

 "What’s that?"  

 "You said I swore not to act cool earlier?"  

 **"Haha!"**  

 **"Two words for you: true fragrance!"** (meaning he’s eating his own words).  

 Sasuke brushed his hair. Now that he was Sasuke, this face seemed *exceptionally* handsome.  

 "What’s in my attributes?"  

 He opened the **[Attributes]** list.  

 A hexagon appeared, each corner labeled with a stat and its rating.  

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 **Mind:** E.  
**Body:** E.  
**Illusion:** E.  
**Ninjutsu:** E.  
**Strength:** E.  
**Speed:** E.  

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 "This... These are my stats?"  

 Even as a former Sasuke hater, he acknowledged Sasuke’s strength.  

 But based on these trash stats? Unless E stood for "enormous," he was nothing but a weakling!  

 No, not just a weakling—a **big radish chicken** among weaklings!  

 He continued checking.  

 The **[Abilities]** list was blank, emptier than his face.  

 The **[Shop]** tab? It had two big words: "None."  

 The **[Lottery]** tab was styled like a slot machine but had a locked seal that read: **"Not yet open."**  

 "This ability clearance is way too thorough!"  

 Sasuke rubbed his eyes helplessly. They felt a little sore.  

 In this state, how could he possibly act cool?   

**"Wait!"**   

"I almost forgot! I still have the novice gift package!"  

 He opened the system panel, searched for the package, and found a festive red gift box waiting for him.

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 (End of chapter)