(Lighthearted story, no female lead. If the plot or timeline is a little different, please go easy on me and just enjoy it for fun.) My name is Aiba. That's right, I transmigrated after getting hit by a heavy truck. I thought I'd end up in a sweet romance novel, but fate was cruel and sent me to Naruto instead. I wanted to get in good with the protagonist right away, but I arrived too early. I ended up in the period when Ninshu was founded, more than a thousand years too soon. The protagonist wasn't even an embryo yet, and I was just a four-year-old kid who had lost both parents. Did fate really have to treat me this way? But at last, my golden finger has arrived. So why does everyone else get such a cool and overpowered golden finger, while mine...
