After the successful exchange, Akaba instantly felt his vision blur. His body seemed even weaker, yet his mind became strangely sharper.
At this moment, he could even "see" the surroundings with his eyes closed.
Of course,
Akaba clearly knew he hadn't reached such a level yet. This was just an illusion from awakening his Kekkei Genkai.
A few seconds later, this strange sensation gradually faded away.
Opening his eyes, he glanced around. No one had noticed anything unusual—after all, Akaba had also been sleeping in class before.
Everyone got it—after all, the frail bodies of the Sakuma clan were no secret.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and picked up his brush and sketchpad.
With a few strokes, a white-haired boy appeared on the paper within seconds, along with a hand beside him.
On another part of the page, he quickly sketched a second image.
This time, the hand pressed against the white-haired boy's head, accompanied by the caption "Paf!"
As the brush completed the drawing,
"Paaff!"
Jiraiya cried out in pain, exclaiming, "Ouch!" as he covered his head with one hand, looking warily and angrily at Tsunade. "Tsunade, was that you?"
"You idiot!"
Tsunade completely ignored him.
If she wanted to hit him, would she really need to do it secretly?
"Then it must've been you, bastard snake!"
Jiraiya turned toward the desk behind him.
"That's definitely stupid."
Orochimaru sneered sarcastically, then thoughtfully glanced at Akaba.
He saw it clearly—no one had laid a finger on Jiraiya from start to finish. So it had to be genjutsu.
Only a genjutsu capable of creating realistic pain perception—a jutsu unique to the Sakuma clan known as [Five Senses Manipulation].
Within Five Senses Manipulation lay the ability to turn illusions into reality. That must be what happened.
A hint of envy involuntarily surfaced on Orochimaru's face.
"Jiraiya, if you're going to keep making noise, go stand outside the classroom."
Sarutobi Nennosuke scolded loudly but subtly cast a glance toward Akaba.
Jiraiya rubbed his head and glared uncomfortably around.
Akaba pretended not to notice anything, though inwardly he was thrilled.
[Five Senses Manipulation]—the Sakuma clan's Kekkei Genkai had finally become his own. It was worth it even for this weak body.
Afterward, he quickly checked his status window and instantly turned pale.
Name: Sakuma Akaba
Ninja Rank: Not qualified as Genin
Physique: 3 ( )
Mind Power: 48 ( )
Favored Chakra Nature: Yin
Equipment: Brush, Sketchpad
Skills:
[Five Senses Manipulation]
Points: 1
Damn! It wasn't a hallucination after all! His mind power had increased by exactly 14 points!
If Jiraiya found out, he'd definitely feel jealous and resentful.
Such a blessed pain.
Akaba rubbed his temples. He knew more mind power meant even more strain on his already weak body.
Since awakening the Kekkei Genkai, he felt increasingly "fatigued"—partially due to the increased mind power.
"It looks like I must improve my physique first."
Akaba tapped the ( ) icon, prompting an immediate notification.
"Exchange one Physique point costs one point. Confirm exchange?"
"Exchange one Mind Power point costs ten points. Confirm exchange?"
"Looks like higher attributes mean higher prices."
Maki sighed and exchanged 1 point for physical strength.
The last point was consumed, instantly raising his physical strength to 4.
But it didn't really feel like much of an improvement. This showed his spiritual energy was still way beyond what his body could handle.
Too bad he had no points left.
He originally wanted to take it easy and use points to buy the Body Replacement Technique, but now, it looked like he had no choice but to work hard instead of trying to save a few points.
After all, there was the even more precious [Shadow Clone Jutsu] on the list!
That technique cost a whopping hundred points to learn.
Once he bought Shadow Clone, he could create clones to draw drafts while the main body rested and slept.
This was pure genius.
This was exactly how a transmigrator should live!
"Yeah, when I get back, I'll definitely force my fellow clanspeople to read my manga."
For the sake of earning points, he had no choice but to push his manga aggressively.
Imagining his future, Maki felt increasingly bright about his prospects.
After a while, class ended.
Sarutobi Nennosuke kept his promise and returned the manuscript to Tsunade—he dared not offend this little princess again.
Tsunade focused on finishing the first book before placing it on the table.
Whoever would get next was up to their own abilities.
As soon as the manuscript was laid down, another book instantly swept over it, followed by another hand swiftly gathering all the drawings into its grasp.
Everyone turned to look, finding the thief with silver hair, expressionless face, and lips slightly curled upwards in satisfaction after obtaining the manga.
Unlike Tsunade, Sakumo had been watching the previous sketches all along.
He immediately invested one point after picking it up.
Of course, most importantly, if even Sakumo joined the race, the manga must have been extremely appealing!
Many students who hadn't been eager to read it before began looking at it with increasing enthusiasm.
That was the advertising effect.
"I'm sorry, Lord Hokage, I've ruined Konoha's future flowers."
Maki couldn't help but shed crocodile tears (fake sorrow) while allocating the earned points into physical strength.
Now he already had five points in physical strength.
If previously his body felt burdened like carrying tens of pounds' weight, now he was merely experiencing the state of having a slight fever.
Put in a bit more effort, a normal person's physique wasn't an unreachable dream anymore.
School classes were over.
Maki grabbed his drawing drafts and prepared to go home when several kids surrounded him.
Naturally, these kids came from powerful backgrounds — Shizune's father, the father of Kurenai Yuhi, The Third's oldest son, and others.
Konoha's future Sannin.
Konoha's future White Fang.
"Is Uzumaki Naruto a member of Lady Mito's clan?"
"You're amazing! You can even imagine Grandpa Sandaime growing old!"
The children's questions never ceased.
Maki kept smiling without giving them any reply.
Before the transmigration, he held admiration and awe for these kids.
But after transmigrating, Maki realized they were just children. With the Manga System, he could also reach—and perhaps surpass—their future heights within the Naruto world.
"Come on, Akaba, answer me already!"
Seeing the boy remained silent for a long time, Tsunade stomped forward, blocking his path and speaking in a high-pitched, mock-angry voice.
This version of Tsunade wasn't fierce at all—just adorable. It made him want to tease her even more.
But who knew if she'd already mastered that terrifying Strength of a Hundred Seal technique? With only five points in physical constitution, he definitely wouldn't survive such monstrous strength.
To save his own skin, Akaba decided to say something to calm this hot-headed girl down: "The characters in the manga are all from my imagination. However, Naruto Uzumaki was partly inspired by Mito."
Part of this answer was meant to pacify the kids, while another part aimed to inform the adults—this was nothing more than his fantasy and guesswork, not reality.
Separated by more than thirty years, no one would believe it was truly the future. Akaba's words only reinforced their belief that this was simply a manga story.
"Of course! I knew it!"
Tsunade said proudly, "At such a young age, being able to create so many Multiple Shadow Clones—only members of the Uzumaki clan with massive chakra [life energy] reserves could possibly achieve that."
Inside the Hokage office.
Hiruzen Sarutobi gazed into the crystal ball and sighed, "Truly an interesting story. The future Konoha..."
The old man's image didn't stir much emotion in him.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death—these were merely natural stages of life.
Still, the vision of future Konoha got him thinking deeply.
Would there really be peace in the future?
The Third clearly understood—the current peace among the Five Great Nations was only because each needed time to recover its strength.
Once partial strength had been regained in the coming years, war would break out again endlessly.
And war meant death.
"What a clever and fascinating child. It seems he has even awakened a Kekkei Genkai. Unfortunately, he was born into the Sakuma clan."
Hiruzen held a single page of records in his hands—one list under his name included Tsunade Senju and Orochimaru.
As for the third name, he had yet to decide.
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