The day I became a Konoha genin, my System gave me just one message: Kill evil people to grow stronger.
So I grabbed a chipped blade and chased the bandit chief for three days and three nights.
“Confucius said to be benevolent! Mencius said to uphold justice! Sun Tzu, could you stop running so fast?”
When I cut off my hundredth head, the System unlocked the [True Man’s Domain]: no ninjutsu, pure hand-to-hand combat, a fight to the death.
Hatake Kakashi called me a lunatic, right up until I blocked the entrance to the women’s baths for three days, then passed him toilet paper in the men’s restroom stall.
“Kakashi, would you rather fight or use the toilet? Pick one.”
In the end, he broke seven of my ribs, while I crushed the bones in his right hand.
Grinning in a pool of blood, I said, “A Hatake heir who doesn’t even dare hold a blade is more ridiculous than this lunatic, don’t you think?”
After that day, the white-haired jonin vanished from the memorial stone, and a figure wielding a rusty short sword appeared on the training ground.
Carrying a bloodstained bundle, I pushed open the mission office door. “Miss Yugao, please log this for me. The heads I collected today… were a little slippery.”
I can't understand it, it's weird