well now WHAT!

As Kyuubi roared in frustration, time slowly passed. The blue experience orb around Kyuubi had shrunk to the size of a ping-pong ball when Naruto decided to stop gaining experience points. He waved at Kyuubi and returned to reality.

Kyuubi's experience orb was actually smaller than Hinata's, and the experience points Naruto earned from it were slightly less. But here's the thing: every interaction with Kyuubi gave Naruto +3 experience points, which meant he gained points much faster.

This puzzled Naruto. Why did Kyuubi give +3 points while Hinata only gave +1? Then, a thought crossed his mind, and he narrowed his eyes, making a guess.

He suspected it had something to do with their power levels. Kyuubi's power was way higher than Hinata's, so maybe that's why the experience points were higher too. However, Naruto wasn't entirely sure yet. He needed more information to confirm his theory.

Shaking off those thoughts for now, Naruto started browsing the Saiyan store again, thinking about exchanging for more Saiyan blood. But he hesitated because of the issue with his hair. Saiyan blood seemed to be pretty dominant—it had turned a section of his hair black instantly. Normally, Saiyans have black hair, but in the original series, some descendants didn't. This made Naruto wonder if Saiyan blood was even stronger than he thought.

Even though the increase in his power was small, Naruto knew he had to keep improving in secret.

After thinking it over, Naruto got up and headed to the storage room, looking for a bottle of hair dye. He remembered that there should be one at home, but after searching for a while, he couldn't find it. "Guess I need to go buy some. It's still early."

He quickly got ready to go out. After all, once he got more Saiyan blood, his hair might change even more, and his goggles wouldn't be able to hide it. So, hair dye would be necessary.

With a small amount of money in hand, Naruto left the house and walked towards the other side of Konoha Village. The people in his neighborhood were familiar with him, and many refused to sell him things. To avoid their coldness, Naruto preferred to shop on the other side of the village, where people were still willing to do business with him.

After buying the milk earlier, he knew it was a longer walk, but it was worth it.

As Naruto walked through the village, he ignored the strange looks from people around him and kept moving forward.

A few minutes later, Naruto successfully bought the hair dye and was heading home. But as he reached his door, he encountered three familiar faces.

The leader of the group was a fat boy, with two skinny guys beside him. These were the same bullies who had picked on Hinata.

Naruto had beaten them up when they first met, thanks to his intense training from a young age. This had turned them into enemies. They, influenced by their parents, also hated Naruto, and their rivalry had only grown over time.

Seeing them hanging around his house, Naruto knew they were up to no good. He gave them a cold stare and spoke sharply.

"Fatty, what are you doing at my door?"

The fat boy smirked. "Oh, nothing much. Just wanted to see if you wanted a ninja dog. If you do, you can come get it from me."

Naruto sneered. "A ninja dog? You're not that nice."

"Well, the dog's pretty fierce. Most people can't handle it, but I think you might be able to," the fat boy said with a smug look.

"Idiot," Naruto muttered, shoving past him and walking inside. He slammed the door behind him.

The fat boy's face turned blue with anger. "Damn it! This brat's getting harder to deal with."

"What should we do? We have to get back at him," one of the skinny boys said.

"How about we scare him with that ninja dog?" the other suggested.

"That's a good idea, but the dog's too fierce. I'm scared to go near it," the fat boy admitted.

"So, what now?"

"I don't know."

The three boys whispered to each other but couldn't come up with a plan. Eventually, they left, frustrated but determined not to give up.

Inside his house, Naruto mixed the hair dye, watching the three boys walk away through the window. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he closed the curtains, blocking the view.

Naruto sat down and put the hair dye aside. Placing a small mirror in front of him, he dove back into the system store and exchanged more Saiyan blood.

He had 45 experience points, enough to buy 4 more drops of Saiyan blood. Adding that to the 1 drop he already had, Naruto now had 5 drops total—enough to take his physique to the next level.

[Ding! Consumed 40 experience points. Successfully exchanged 4 drops of Saiyan blood.]

As the mechanical voice echoed, Naruto's body began to heat up again. The Saiyan blood coursing through his veins felt like it was celebrating its new power.

At the same time, his hair changed again. The black section grew slightly larger, still focused on his forehead.

Naruto looked at himself in the mirror. He decided not to use the hair dye just yet. After all, as long as he had a bottle, no one would know whether his hair color was natural or not. What he needed was an excuse.

"Wait, what?" Naruto suddenly tensed up. He looked around the house and sensed four people nearby. They were clearly Anbu operatives keeping an eye on him. This surprised him.

In the original series, Saiyan blood didn't give much of a boost to sensing abilities. It allowed Saiyans to detect powerful energy, but it often missed hidden dangers. Goku had fallen into this trap more than once.

Yet here he was, having just absorbed 5 drops of Saiyan blood, and he could already sense these Anbu agents. This puzzled Naruto.

"Is the Saiyan blood I got stronger? More dominant? If that's true, then I really hit the jackpot."

Naruto clenched his fists, feeling his power growing. The effects of the Saiyan blood were just beginning to show. In time, his body would only get stronger. If he focused on his training, he could become unstoppable.

"I need to come up with a solid training plan. And maybe look into some intense training methods too," Naruto thought as he sat cross-legged, focusing once again on refining his "ki."