Naruto: A Hundred Ways for Cannon Fodder to Die

"God! Please let me transmigrate and save Itachi from his tragic fate!" As part of her daily prayers, the chuunibyou girl shut her eyes reverently and chanted before the statue of the Bodhisattva.

"I can make your wish come true."

When she heard that the tiny Wish God, with tiny wings, could send her to the Naruto world, she teared up with joy. But she didn't hear his quiet follow-up: "If I can't make it come true, you won't be able to come back."

First time: The moment she opened her eyes, Itachi was in the middle of a massacre and casually gave her an extra slash, spraying her face with blood.

Heh... No problem. I'll try again! She pressed a hand to her aching chest and forced a smile.

Second time: "I think you should kill Danzo," she suggested solemnly. That night, an unwelcome visitor showed up at her house, just as she'd expected. As she lay dying, she looked calmly at Itachi and coughed up blood as she began, "If I had another chance, I would definitely say..." Under Itachi's searching gaze, she convulsed and stopped breathing.

Third time: The instant he raised his gleaming blade and swung it toward her, she raised a hand without expression. "Let me finish what I was saying last time."

Then she straightened her clothes, like a warrior calmly going to her death, and looked at him as she said, "Fuck your mother."

Itachi: "…"

Nth time...

The same familiar wound, the same familiar "fuck your mother."

If Heaven gave me one more chance, I would never be a chuunibyou idiot fangirl again. And if it had to give me a time limit, I would want it to be... ten thousand years!