I transmigrated into the Hokage world and got a thoroughly mediocre script.
All Five Nature Transformations, but no Kekkei Genkai.
A huge chakra supply, but such poor control I can’t even climb a tree.
A core member of the Sarutobi Clan, but I can’t even throw a Shuriken straight.
I have no cheat from the start, only eyes that know the future.
I know how devastating the Fourth Shinobi World War will be. I know that even the seemingly invincible will die.
So I choose the safest path: perfect the fundamentals.
While others practice ninjutsu, I practice hand signs.
While others pursue power, I pursue control.
While others sleep, I stand on rocks, climb trees, and get chased around by my dad.
Three years later, I’m the best in my class.
Not because I’m talented, but because…
I practice harder than anyone, and my fundamentals are stronger than anyone’s.
And the purple-haired girl who always trained with me went from “classmate” to “partner,” and then from “partner” to…
You want to know what happened next?
I used my fundamentals to protect everything I wanted to protect in this cruel world.
