Systematic Shinobi - Chapter 20.2

You know, it was funny.

'The more things change, the more they stay the same.' Daiki snorted lightly, looking away from the little staring contest he was having with Sasuke.

Kabuto had approached the nine rookie genin once again and things played out as they had in the other timeline, for the most part. It seemed he was getting more attention than Gaara this time around though, and not just from his former classmates. Many of the other examinees now had their eyes on him.

He ignored them.

In his peripherals, movement through the crowd caught his attention, even as his former classmates began berating Naruto for bellowing his challenge loudly and proudly.

The mummy faced sound ninja was creeping through the crowd, readying himself to make his move.

"D-don't mind him everyone, haha!" Sakura gave a blatantly fake laugh, her arms wrapping around Naruto's neck and dragging him back, "He's just an idiot, don't mind him…" she tried placating.

"…That idiot he just painted an even bigger target on us because of his loud mouth." Shikamaru grumbled lowly.

Despite the distance between them and the Nara mumbling quietly, Daiki heard him clearly, the Shinkugan was useful like that.

Honestly, Daiki had to resist the urge to roll his eyes. He never got the hype around the guy and he never understood why he was promoted. He became a chunin on merit of his ability to plan and strategize, not because of his strength. If Naruto and Sasuke and such didn't get promoted, he shouldn't have. Sure, he was better at planning, but the guy didn't have the strength to be a chunin. What was he gonna do the second someone strong came along? Stall and then die?

That was the best Shikamaru at the Chunin Exams could do to be honest. He was pretty mediocre at everything bar his strategic abilities and didn't even have a single attacking jutsu currently.

Strength and mental ability should be required for a chunin, not just mental ability.

Just then, the sound nin made his move, dashing out of the crowd of onlookers towards Kabuto and swinging out his gauntlet clad arm.

He could have stopped all that easily, but why should he? Besides;

Daiki was going to make use of the confusion.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the racket Dosu made by attacking Kabuto, while the older 'genin' fell to his knees, his glasses cracking and vomiting even after dodging, Daiki's eyes swept over to one specific team.

A team from grass.

His eyes landed on a tall willowy pale female dressed in yellow with a kasa hat hiding her face.

He focused chakra into his eyes and peered deep into her.

He frowned.

'Normal.' he noted. There was nothing under her skin that said her appearance was being used as a disguise and her chakra network wasn't all that impressive either, a standard genin amount really, not much different from the rank and file spread throughout the room.

"Ha! Put this down on your little cards loser, the team from the Hidden Sound Village, definite chunin at the end of this!" Dosu boasted loudly to everyone in the room.

'He's not made the switch then.' Daiki realised, filtering out the words of the sound genin.

He'd specifically waited for this moment for Orochimaru to be distracted and have less chance of noting Daiki's attention on him.

But in the end, it wasn't even Orochimaru at all, yet.

'Lame, I could have had fun with the sound idiots and showed off a bit.' Daiki grumbled inwardly.

Stupid snake man.

Orochimaru probably wouldn't make the switch until just before the second exam. Considering the distance between here at the Academy and training ground forty four, there was quite an ample amount of time and opportunity to do so.

Annoying, but, well he'd just have to deal with it.

And it wasn't like he could have any fun now, because-

POOF!

At the front of the massive classroom, a huge puff of smoke appeared, drifting away in just mere moments to reveal dozens of shinobi and kunoichi clad in grey uniforms, at the front of the group, a tall, broad shouldered and hard faced man with a long black leather trench coat.

"Quiet down you worthless maggots!" Ibiki Morino bellowed, his deep voice, like rocks grating together almost shushing everyone immediately, "Oi, you sound punks, watch your step, don't go doing as you please before the exams even begin!"

"I apologize we just got a b-"

Dosu never got to finish before Ibiki snorted, "Shut it maggot," he spat, cutting the mummy faced teen off, and looking around, "Alright fools, my name is Ibiki Morino, and I'll be the proctor for your first exam."

His eyes landed on the rookie genin for a moment, before moving on and nodding as he saw that he apparently had everyone's attention, "Let me make one thing clear you little pigs, there will be no unauthorized fighting or killing here, any of you that disobey me and my rules, will automatically be failed, got it?" he bellowed.

Daiki had to bite his lip when he saw a few people actually snap to attention as if he was some kind of drill sergeant.

"Right, now get your asses lined up," Ibuki nodded and ordered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a bag, "You won't be getting to choose your seats. In this bag, there are numbered tiles, get up here and grab one, whatever number is on there, will be your seating arrangement, now move it!"

Daiki didn't make a fuss, though quite a few people grumbled as they lined up in single file to grab the seating arrangement tiles from Ibiki.

None more so than Naruto. He was a few places in front of Daiki, and whispering to himself, but he could hear him clearly if he focused in gaze on the blonde boy.

He was freaking out about it being a written exam. Poor fucker.

The line progressed and a minute later at most, Naruto got his seating arrangement and turned around, steps wooden.

Daiki grabbed him by the shoulder before the blonde could make his way past him.

"Daiki?" Naruto blinked, "So you are here!"

"Not the time bro," Daiki shrugged and leaned over so his lips were right next to the blondes ear, "Don't worry about filling in the questions, it's not about that. Just cheat, steal the answers from others."

"What?" Naruto squinted at him in confusion.

Daiki just shrugged and let him go, stepping past him as the line continued forward and letting the blonde go.

Ibiki raised a hairless brow at Daiki when he stepped up, eyeing him with interest. 'Did he hear me?' Daiki wondered, before shrugging internally and moving on.

It didn't matter in the end. He was just making sure Naruto didn't punk out or something since he wouldn't be with the same old same old Hinata from the original timeline.

It wasn't like he was incapable of it either, the guy could create shadow clones, switch with them and transform on the fly without anyone even noticing.

Moments later, Daiki returned to the same exact seat he'd been chilling at waiting for the exams to start. Seat number sixty-nine.

It was his special number after all.

The Shinkugan was ever so useful.

He found himself sitting next to a very interesting person though. An older boy, with pajama like attire and purple face paint.

Sabaku no Kankuro, or Kankuro of the Desert, one of the three children of the Kazekage.

…He would have much preferred his older sister.

"Sup." Daiki greeted him, collapsing into his seat and kicking his feet up on the desk casually once more.

Kankuro looked at him, then looked away, ignoring him, utterly dismissing him even and looking over the test sheet in front of him.

Ouch, rude.

Well, whatever. Daiki placed his own test sheet on the table, face down. Then he activated his Shinkugan to see through the paper itself and began trying to read the letters of the questions backwards.

As long as he was waiting here for the exam to start, he may as well get some form of grind in. 'Never know when some crazy pants is gonna trap me in a crazy genjutsu that will warp my sense of direction or something after all.' he mused.

Hmm, actually, he should plan for that ever happening. Itachi could probably do that to him. He didn't plan on getting Kurenai'd anytime soon, ever actually.

Seriously, Kurenai was a bit of a joke amongst fans for trying to Genjutsu Itachi. And in this rendition, she'd got dabbed on and ploughed all night long by a genin, moaning submissively beneath him.

She really wasn't all that impressive at all beyond her body and overall looks.

Not long later, once everyone was seated Ibiki went on to explain the rules of the exam. Daiki only listened with a half ear, especially because most of the exam rules here, didn't effect him as much since he was going solo right now, he didn't need to worry about anyone's points but his own.

Still, he could feel a palpable tension in the air, Ibiki could really set the mood and knew how to set a tense atmosphere, half these guys were ready to piss themselves. Daiki should learn from his example.

Though he'd need to convert that scary aura of his into one of sheer badassery.

On instinct, Daiki tilted his head, a kunai whizzing right past him and stabbing into the desk behind him, "Seventy-six, you're out." Ibiki declared.

'Already?' Daiki blinked. It had been less than three minutes.

He could feel a number of eyes on him due to his relaxed position, but he ignored them, idly looking at his test questions.

Number one was a cryptogram, number two was a problem solving question involving a shuriken, a target of seven metres in a tree and in what ways one could use the shuriken to take them out.

To be perfectly honest, going through questions from one to nine, he figured he could only answer about four of them reliably on his own.

'How should I cheat?' he mused, placing his pencil on the bridge of his nose and balancing it.

He could easily just check out one of the planted chunin pretending to be genin and copy their answer sheet.

Or he could even just copy Sakura.

Easy as pie.

…But the whole reason he was even in this exam was to show off. So he needed to stand out not only to the examiners, but to everyone else as well.

Simple and straight forward then?

'That'll do it.' Daiki grinned lightly, looking around with his eyes and finding anyone near him with a completed test sheet already.

There.

One just a few rows in front of him.

Pulling his feet from the desk, Daiki stood up from his seat and walked his way down to the Chunin plant.

Dozens of eyes went to him.

He stopped beside the chunin. He noted the man blinking and turning to look at him in confusion, his mouth o-

Daiki's fist caught him square in the face, slammed his face against the desk hard enough to smash his face through the wood.

He was unconscious before he even knew what was going on.

And Daiki grabbed his test sheet and walked back to his own seat, while everyone watching gaped at him.

"Number 69, that's two points!" Ibiki warned him.

And he still had eight left.

Sitting down, he scribbled out the chunin's name and wrote his own, then kicked his feet back up and closed his eyes and began relaxing again.

"Alright new rule maggots, anyone pulling the same as this guy gets automatically disqualified!" Ibiki amended the rules a moment later before anyone else could copy him.

Heh.

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Within the observation room overseeing the first exam, silence prevailed. Despite the fact there was a variety of jonin multiple villages, none made a sound for a good few seconds.

Only broken by a light snort.

From Kakashi.

"So this is Daiki Yurei huh?" Asuma spoke up with the silence broke, observing the screen showing off room 301.

"Yeah, that's him." Kakashi confirmed with a nod.

"The kid is bold as all hell," the son of the third Hokage shook his head, "And look how relaxed he is, he doesn't care at all that he's got everyone's attention now."

"Which is kind of the point," Kakashi shrugged, "Hokage-sama put him in to attract attention, he's just following orders really."

"I get that, but still," Asuma shook his head and chuckled, "Kid has to have a massive set of balls on him, was he like that with you when you tested him Kurenai?" he looked to his side and asked.

"Indeed, he was." Kurenai confirmed. She resisted the urge to sigh, she was doing her best to ignore the boy and focus on her own team. But, she could well confirm that he did have a set of 'massive balls', a set of balls she was intimately familiar with by this point, seeing as the boy had forced her to slobber all over them in worship on her knees while he had a hand fisted into her hair.

…Multiple times. She'd been forced to seek him out again after the first night, because she'd completely forgotten to give him his chunin exam entrance papers with how…distracted she'd been with what went down. Which reinforced for the rules of his house in respect to her…and promptly found herself on her knees, submissively worshipping his huge cock and satiating the teens lusts once again.

She barely supressed a shiver and did her best to ignore the heat pooling in her belly. There was no love or affection between them, just pure animalistic lustful fucking that left her sore, absolutely exhausted and completely satiated.
"Man I really hope my kids don't end up facing him," Asuma cringed, "He'll tear them apart."

"Probably, though he might go easy on the Yamanaka girl," Kakashi shrugged and pointed out, "He's a bit of a sucker for a pretty face, went right out of his way to help that little Hyuga girl and didn't really want anything out of her in return."

'He won't go easy on her at all even if she is a pretty girl.' Kurenai resisted the urge to snort. He didn't go easy on her at all, in fact he quite enjoyed going as rough as possible with her and loved spanking her ass and seeing how fast and wildly he could make her 'big slutty tits' bounce, in his own words. And she knew for a fact while he didn't pursue anything sexual with Hinata like he did her, he wasn't gentle with her either according to Hinata when they sparred and had broken her bones multiple times, mostly her fingers.

Many of the foreign jonin paid special attention to their words, fishing for information on the boy, it was a testament to his ability that he had them wary without them ever seeing him fight with his little performance.

Grass, Stone, Cloud, Mist…even the Jonin from Sound was listening in quite blatantly.