Talent exchange system

As the sun rose high in the sky, casting a warm glow over Konoha village, the market area was bustling with people. Merchants shouted their wares from makeshift stalls overflowing with vibrant displays of vegetables, meat, carpets, and clothing. The hawking of merchants, the laughter of children, and the conversations of passers-by made the place feel full of vitality, beauty, and peace.

Suddenly, the lively atmosphere died and became quiet all of a sudden. Everyone's attention turned to the five-year-old boy who had just entered the market street from a corner. He had black hair and unique purple eyes, and he wore a shabby, tattered robe.

"Hey, look!"

"Isn't that..."

"Agh, it's this guy again. Why is he here?"

"Who is he? Could he be the demon fox child?"

Some villagers who had never seen the boy asked others who seemed to recognize him, stepping back in fear. For ordinary civilians, the demon fox represented bad luck and reminded them of the tragedy that happened five years ago.

One man shook his head, his eyes locked on the little figure, his face showing disgust.

"It's not that demon fox, but it's almost the same. Did you know that a ninja couple in the village defected a few years ago?"

"Ah? Then... could this kid be it?"

"Yes, this guy is the orphan of that couple..."

"So, it's him. And He's still wearing mourning clothes. I'd better stay away from him!"

There were waves of discussions. The little boy suddenly turned his head to look at the person who asked the first question and saw that, like the others, they now looked at him with contempt.

But he didn't care. He turned his head, ignored their gazes, and continued walking forward calmly.

"Kill them, Yato, kill them quickly. These natives are too noisy!" Flying beside him, a white Dokkaebi glared at the villagers from not far away. But except for Yato, no one else could see it. 

The Dokkaebi looked just like the one mentioned in mythology, but just a little bit smaller.

Ignoring it words, Yato continued walking toward his destination. Not to mention that committing a crime in the streets of Konoha would undoubtedly result in him being quickly subdued and punished by those Uchiha police. But With his current strength, he couldn't kill all these people.

Beside, he was accustomed and immune to these comments and disgusted looks over the past few years since he came to this world.

This was Naruto world, a comic from his previous life, and he is living in Konoha Village. He was born in year 48, the year when the Nine-Tails attacked Konoha Village for the second time (the first time was when Madara used the Sharingan to control the Nine-Tails to duel with Hashirama).

It was also the year that his parents, whom he had never met, were executed by Konoha as traitors.

Yato did not know why his parents defected, nor did he care much. But according to what he learned, It seemed the reason behind their defection was because they received a suicidal mission and were worried that they would die and leave behind their newborn baby.

Anyway, whatever was the real reason for his parents' defection, the fact remained that they defected and failed.

The word "defection" has never been a positive term. Defection represented shame! Furthermore, the couple's defection during the Nine-Tails' attack, when the village faced disaster, was particularly disgraceful.

And because of his parents actions, Yato received the same treatment as Naruto during his growing.

If it weren't for his soul being completely inconsistent with the maturity of his body, growing up in such an environment would inevitably give birth to extreme ideas. If he had some talent, he would be used by some people. If he were ordinary, his end would not be much better, and he would only be cannon fodder. No matter the path, he could only be used as a tool by some people, unable to take control of his own life.

But even without extreme thoughts like Neji, Haku, Kimimaro, and Gaara, his yearning for the world of Naruto had long since disappeared...

"Speak, Yato, speak! If you don't talk to me, are you trying to suffocate me?" The Dokkaebis jumped directly onto his shoulder, roaring into his ear.

"Shut up!" Yato couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, whispering a warning to this freak who had appeared some time ago.

"You are finally willing to talk. I was suffocating to death! Where are we going now? The bathhouse? It seems you haven't bathed in a long time. It's time to change your clothes. How about buying some clothes first and then going to the bathhouse?"

Seeing that he was willing to pay attention to him, the Dokkaebis immediately regained its vitality. In addition to being annoying and a chatterbox, this Dokkaebis had another crazy hobby: peeking at women. If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't stray too far from Yato, it would undoubtedly commit sins far worse than Jiraiya's.

"Don't bother me anymore. I won't buy clothes, and I don't need to go to the bathhouse. Now, I'm going to practice!" After saying this, Yato resumed his original expression and continued toward his destination. In this world, where life is one day at a time, he needed strength—very strong strength—to survive well.

He knew his talent for ninjutsu was average. The ninjutsu left by his parents, even the D-level ones, took him a long time to comprehend. If it were before, he would have had no choice but to rely on these ninjutsu. But now, he had another path to follow.

Along with the Dokkaebis beside him, there was also a space called "Talent exchange." Here, he could trade local items for things from other worlds. Nothing was unattainable.

The day this space activated, Yato obtained a devil fruit, a set of six styles, and a Haki practice method from it. These were exactly what he needed. Since he had no talent for ninjutsu, becoming stronger by challenging the limits of his body through hard training was very suitable for him.

However, since it was an "equivalent exchange," he also needed to pay something in return for this power. Now, he still owed the equivalent exchange space a chakra fruit! If he couldn't achieve this within the specified time, the space would reclaim everything and end his life!

The reason it's enclosed in double quotes is that this equivalence is not truly equal. No matter how you think about it, the chakra fruit representing the chakra of a world is worth far more than a devil fruit. Even if it was on credit, he should have received more than just some prop cards as a supplement...

And now, there was not much time left before the start of the Fourth Ninja World War.