Friends, there will be no continuation of this fanfic, unfortunately. I have completely lost inspiration for it. Thank you to everyone who read and supported it. I am working on a new story now.
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/140335/i-became-a-paladin-girl
If you are curious, take a look, maybe you will like it. I will start posting extra chapters here soon.
If it is n...
2025-11-19 21:36:40 +0000 UTC
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“Ahem... All right, let’s begin the next match,” Hayate rasped, stepping toward the center of the arena. He carefully pushed the leftover weapons aside so they wouldn’t get in the way, then swept the room with a tired but sharp gaze.
All eyes turned to the scoreboard.
Hyūga Hinata vs. Hyūga Neji.
A short wave of whispers rolled through the stands. Menma quietly, almost inaudibly, cursed under his breath.
[Of course. This was bound to happen. The clients need ...
2025-11-17 21:23:23 +0000 UTC
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“THE NEW GENERATION OF ETERNAL RIVALS IS ABOUT TO CLASH!” roared Might Guy, leaning so far over the balcony it looked like he was ready to jump down himself. “I CAN ALREADY FEEL THE FLAMES OF YOUTH BURNING IN MY HEART!!!”
He shook his fists with such passion that even the Hokage lowered his hat to avoid witnessing it. Kakashi slowly stepped aside, pretending he’d never met that man in his life.
“If he yells any louder, I might start believing his chakra reserves are f...
2025-11-14 22:03:36 +0000 UTC
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Karin looked at Menma as if he had just stabbed her in the heart with a kunai. Her face showed a mix of hurt, confusion, and quiet despair.
"Can I advance to the third round?" Her voice trembled as if she’d just finished a long run. "You said they’d pit me against someone strong… There’s no way I can win..."
"That was before my sister and I withdrew from the exam," he replied in a lecturing tone, tilting his head slightly as if explaining something obvious. "So, the spot...
2025-11-12 21:36:06 +0000 UTC
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“What do you mean there’s only going to be one Uzumaki?” Karin adjusted her glasses, staring at Menma as if he’d just announced that the Hokage had sentenced them all to death. “How is that even possible?”
Menma glanced around. The empty staircase hummed with distant voices — other participants and proctors were already heading upstairs. Here, between floors, they were alone.
“Rigged fights,” he said quietly, like he was sharing a secret people lost their tongues...
2025-11-10 21:39:32 +0000 UTC
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At exactly three in the afternoon, someone knocked on the door. Standing on the threshold was Iruka — tired, but with warmth in his eyes.
“Time’s up. All teams are gathering in the central hall.”
The twins and Karin, now dressed in combat uniforms, followed him down the corridor to the first level of the tower.
In the center of the spacious hall stood a monumental statue — hands folded in a seal of concentration. Along the wall stretched a row of large monitors. T...
2025-11-07 21:48:31 +0000 UTC
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In the middle of Room Twelve stood a massive barrel, wrapped in concentric seals of the Five Elements. The stone gleamed under the lamp’s light, and with every passing second, a faint crackling grew louder inside — as if chakra itself was trying to break free.
A dull click echoed, the lid shifted aside, and the barrel split open. Two figures rose from the clouds of steam. The Uzumaki twins straightened slowly, wincing from dizziness. Faint lines of glowing chakra still ran across th...
2025-11-05 21:37:26 +0000 UTC
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The campfire crackled softly in the night forest. The family reunion went on, but the jokes had stopped.
Minato looked his son in the eyes calmly, almost without emotion — but in that silence, there was the tension before a storm.
“You decided to repeat a successful scheme,” he said quietly. “Gain power from a manipulator, then destroy him with someone else’s hands. Mine, this time. How did you know I was inside the seal?”
“I’m a sensor,” Menma answered ...
2025-11-03 22:08:51 +0000 UTC
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The Uzumaki twins found themselves in the middle of a white nothingness. No room, no space—just endless emptiness drowned in blinding light, as if someone had erased the world and forgotten to draw a background. No walls, no floor, not even a shadow. Only the two of them, and the air so thick it pressed on their bodies like heavy water.
Menma tried to move—and realized it was almost impossible. Every motion took effort, as if he were stuck in syrup. Even turning his head to look at ...
2025-10-31 21:19:40 +0000 UTC
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Team Eleven, holding two scrolls in their hands, finally crossed the threshold of the tower at the center of the Forest of Death. The stone walls greeted them with hollow silence, and Karin exhaled first, loudly, with obvious relief.
"This Gaara... a real monster," she murmured, sliding down the wall and sitting on the floor. Sweat beaded on her brow, and her eyes flashed a mix of horror and awe. "He killed three people in a second. He didn't even blink."
Menma, as usual, looked o...
2025-10-29 21:55:02 +0000 UTC
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Menma arrived at the twelfth gate of Training Ground 44—the very place the village called the Forest of Death—exactly three minutes before the start of the second stage of the Chunin Exams.
"Where have you been?!" Karin immediately began scolding him, arms folded across her chest. "We’re supposed to go in any minute!"
"Asking him is pointless," Naruko cut in. Her eyes narrowed as if she was about to launch a full interrogation. "My brother’s important now. Making connectio...
2025-10-27 21:52:35 +0000 UTC
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The Uzumaki trio spent the remaining hours exactly how kids with adrenaline in their veins should: they went to Ichiraku, where Naruko dramatically retold the “wedding forecast” incident. Ayame nearly collapsed from laughter, while Teuchi only shook his head. Then they played a few rounds of board games (Naruko cheated, but she did it so theatrically no one minded) and finally got some sleep.
The next day, they arrived at the training ground full of energy. They wore their usual clo...
2025-10-24 21:55:43 +0000 UTC
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Suddenly, the air split with a sharp clap, so loud many ears rang from the shock. A thick cloud of white smoke burst up in front of the blackboard, and from within it thundered a commanding voice, cracking like a whip:
"EVERYONE, SILENCE!"
With the smoke, the twins’ heavy bloodlust also dispersed. The crushing pressure lifted as if wiped away by hand, and the shinobi writhing on the floor began to rise, breathing hard and darting uneasy looks around. All eyes turned to the twen...
2025-10-22 21:44:43 +0000 UTC
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The noise coming from the Konoha genin in room 301 didn’t go unnoticed.
"Hey, you there! Keep it down!" A tall guy with ashen hair, round glasses, and dressed in purple—an outfit that looked more like a nurse’s robe than a shinobi uniform—walked up to the group. Yakushi Kabuto. His voice was sharp, but a second later he looked the group over and softened his tone, as if remembering he was talking to kids. "Ah, rookies, straight from the academy? You’re loud… like schoolgirl...
2025-10-20 21:47:32 +0000 UTC
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The Uzumaki trio passed through the corridor, pushed open the heavy door, and finally stepped into the long-awaited room 301.
The first impression was… strange.
“Whoa,” Karin breathed, eyes widening.
Before them stretched a spacious hall, packed to the brim with genin from all over the world. Some lounged on windowsills, some perched on desks, others sprawled right on the floor. But that wasn’t what drew the eye most. The main thing was—what they were all wearing....
2025-10-17 21:58:06 +0000 UTC
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Rock Lee jumped down from the upper balcony, landing in the center of the hall with military precision, back straight, arms at his sides, chin proudly raised. His thick brows furrowed threateningly, and his round eyes narrowed—to the degree only Lee could manage.
“I want to fight you two! Right here and now!” he declared, shifting his gaze from Menma to Naruko and back.
“What’s the rush?” Menma asked calmly, hands in his pockets. “Make it to the third stage of the ex...
2025-10-16 13:29:05 +0000 UTC
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Two weeks before the exam, the twins dedicated all their time to squeezing the maximum out of Karin. They literally poured as much chakra into her as they could allow themselves. Sometimes it left their hands trembling, their heads spinning, but Karin, eyes burning, kept pushing forward. Even Yamato-sensei—usually calm and rather stingy with emotions—contributed, sharing part of his chakra with her. His reasoning was simple and ironclad: “You two have enough strength to break through th...
2025-10-15 22:28:31 +0000 UTC
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A few days had passed since their return from the Village of Waterfalls. Yamato-sensei had filed all the reports but wasn’t in a hurry to take a new mission. Instead, he decided to focus entirely on team training. In plain terms, the kids were sent to practice outdoors on their own while the higher-ups mulled over the situation: for the second time in a row, a simple mission had turned into an A-rank survival game.
The lack of missions was anything but fun. The "Uzumaki Shop" was stil...
2025-10-14 22:04:10 +0000 UTC
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The situation at the entrance to the Hidden Waterfall Village escalated sharply after Menma’s words. Yamato became utterly focused. The twins immediately clasped hands, boosting their sensory abilities, while Karin whipped out a kunai and stepped in front of the client as a shield. Shibuki, meanwhile, crouched down and whimpered softly, clutching his head with both hands.
“Report,” Yamato demanded curtly.
“Four. Closing in at maximum speed,” Menma replied with his eyes s...
2025-10-13 21:53:42 +0000 UTC
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Menma woke up to an insistent, loud, and downright insolent knocking at the door. The sound was less like a neighbor asking for salt and more like an enraged debt collector come to break down the door.
He cracked one eye open, stared at the ceiling, then shifted his gaze to the clock without lifting his head from the pillow. Five in the morning.
[Who in their right mind visits at five a.m.? Even cats are asleep at this hour.]
With a sigh that held more philosophical resign...
2025-10-12 17:08:32 +0000 UTC
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Team Eleven returned to Konoha the same way they had left—through the massive gates, where the ever-bored guards greeted them out of habit. To pass, it was enough to show their unique shinobi numbers, which the trio did in sync and without the slightest tension. This time, everything went quietly: no drunk clients, no sudden ambushes from roadside ditches—so the journey back took only a single day.
The air in the village smelled familiar—fried flatbreads, fresh firewood, and morni...
2025-10-11 17:21:59 +0000 UTC
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By dinner, Tsunami had set the table for seven. The dishes were plain, but there was meat on the plates. A clear hint: there was money in the house, and not a small amount.
“To coming home,” Yamato raised his glass of juice.
“Yeah,” Tazuna grumbled, clearly suffering from his failed attempt to cut corners.
The table buzzed with lively talk. The twins and Karin took turns retelling the mission’s events, embellishing and adding extra details. Tsunami listened with ...
2025-10-10 21:40:41 +0000 UTC
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The Uzumaki twins caught up with the cart before it rolled too far downhill. The road sloped gently, trees cast long shadows, and the squeak of wheels mixed with Tazuna and Sanbei’s quiet grumbling. Four clones, created by Naruko and Menma, trailed behind, their hands full with the heavy burden of Zabuza and Haku’s bodies. The twins didn’t even look back, knowing the clones would manage. Later, when there was time and a proper place, everything would be neatly sealed into scrolls.
2025-10-09 21:13:52 +0000 UTC
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Zabuza had chosen his ambush well. The wide lake gave him the advantage—water was his element, his weapon. But Yamato wasn’t simple prey. At the center of the lake already stood a towering tree, its roots gripping the lakebed, drinking the water and denying the enemy his usual battlefield. Even Zabuza’s Water Dragon smashed uselessly against the bark.
Victory seemed close… if not for Haku. Ice kept freezing the roots, breaking barriers, halting Yamato’s every step forward with...
2025-10-08 21:48:12 +0000 UTC
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Team Eleven stepped onto the damp sand of the island shore. The gentle splash of waves seemed deceptively peaceful, yet the air was heavy with tension. Following security protocol, the squad lined up in formation: Yamato led the way, alert but composed; behind him moved Tazuna with Karin, shielded by his presence; closing the line were Menma and Naruko—twins sticking close, as if glued together.
A narrow path brought them onto a dirt road winding between thickets and tall trees. The s...
2025-10-07 21:17:32 +0000 UTC
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When the bowls were emptied and the leftovers neatly disposed of, Tazuna came down from upstairs. This time he was surprisingly sober and even somewhat washed up. His hair was combed, his shirt buttoned.
“Good morning,” he waved and, with the audacity of a host, sat at the table. “So what’s for breakfast?”
“You’ve got some nerve,” Naruko gave him a look like a wolf eyeing a rabbit that had dared to wander into her den.
“He probably thinks,” Menma leaned b...
2025-10-06 21:22:25 +0000 UTC
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Menma woke up to a faint floral scent, as if a spring breeze had slipped into the room and pressed itself against his face. Pleasant… if not for the strands of hair tickling his nose. He scrunched his nose without opening his eyes.
“Naruko…” he mumbled half-asleep, voice hoarse and lazy. “Move your hair, it tickles.”
“You move yours,” his sister answered just as drowsily. “It’s getting in my mouth.”
Menma frowned. His hair was short and neat, like Minat...
2025-10-05 17:06:51 +0000 UTC
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“Looks like I got everything done,” Menma muttered, lifting his head from the checklist in the bright hall of the Shinigami Shrine.
The upcoming trip to the Land of Waves promised to drag on — not just escorting Tazuna home, but also sticking around until the old man finished his “great” bridge. Basically babysitting, with the bonus of possible assassins lurking on the horizon.
And the worst part — the mission had dropped out of nowhere, in the middle of August, just w...
2025-10-04 17:08:06 +0000 UTC
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Karin was practically glowing—she grabbed the twins by the hands and dragged them toward the tallest tree on their private training ground near the Shinigami shrine.
“Look!” Her voice rang with so much pride, it sounded like she was about to unveil nothing less than “the annihilation of gods.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Menma noticed that Karin’s arms had tanned quite a bit over the past month. She used to hide them under the long sleeves of a yukata, ashamed of the...
2025-10-03 21:59:39 +0000 UTC
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Team Eleven entered the mission distribution office. Menma walked confidently in the lead, while the others—Naruko, Karin, and Yamato—halted in unison behind him, like a trio of casually placed statues.
"Good afternoon, Sato-san," Menma inclined his head politely, a calm smile stretched across his face. "Team Eleven has come for a mission."
Sato, a perpetually grim woman gave him a look as if she were inspecting produce at the market. Her eyes slid toward Yamato. The jonin sto...
2025-10-02 21:51:10 +0000 UTC
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