Chapter 3 : live this new life with passion

The sun rose in the east, illuminating the Kanabi Bridge with its light.

Dead bodies lay on the ground, blood flowed, vegetation was devastated.

For more than 20 hours, the Konoha and Iwa ninja had been in an unrelenting battle, but at dawn the ninja from both sides began to gradually withdraw, thus ending the battle.

"Hahahaha I'm alive!" Thoughted Nori with Joy, while following the other Konoha ninjas who were withdrawing, apart from a few superficial wounds, he was in pretty good condition.

He had been fighting for more than 11 hours in a row, although he was not feeling any physical fatigue, he still wanted the battle to end as quickly as possible.

Then finally after 1 hour,Nori and Konoha's ninjas who survived the battle arrived at their camps.

They were greeted by about ten medical ninja, who approached them and checked their physical states and identities.

The wounded were transported by the medical ninja, then Nori and the others were questioned one by one about the situation on the battlefield before they were allowed to rest.

Further on in a particularly large tent was an old ninja in his forties who had his eyes set on the maps of the region with a thoughtful look.

But a ninja wearing a fox mask appeared in front the middle-aged man.

"Captain,hise are the statistics of the previous battle!" Says the masked ninja.

"Read them to me"

"Deaths in our camp 82 Genin, 17 Chunin, 58 wounded."

""Loss at Iwa : 103 Genin, 16 Chunin, Total number of injured ninja unknown."

"Personal statistics of our ninjas:

Name : Soichiro Hanabi

Age : 21 years

Rank : Chunin

Result : 4 Kill

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Name : Fukasaku Uchiwa

Age : 22 years

Rank : Chunin

Result : 6 Kill

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Name : Jintarõ Kusa

Age : 14 years

Rank : Genin

Result : 1 kill

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The ninja masked began to mention, the names and ranks of the different ninjas who contributed most to the battle.

"Huh?"

But suddenly as he was about to read the next name, he stopped talking.

The middle-aged man who listened carefully to the statistics was surprised by the sudden stop of the masked ninja.

"What's the matter?"

Then not knowing what to answer, he showed the scroll to the middle-aged ninja.

Showing him the craziest statistic he had ever seen.

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Name : Nori Hisamatsu

Age : 17 years

Rank : Genin

Result : 28 kill

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"Is there a mistake?" Asked he.

The masked ninja then shook his head.

These statistics are collected on the battlefield by the best sensory ninja their margin of error was very small.

The middle-aged ninja then shook his head and sighed

"Geniuses only really appear during the war,"

"Continues the list!"

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Name : Rinchô Hinagawa

Rank : Chunin

Result : 3 Kill

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Nori went to the camp administration and wrote a handwritten request for a one-month leave, although he had not much hope, the administration's young woman who had read his request left the tent with it, tellinghis that only the captain in charge of the camp could accepthis request.

After a few minutes the young woman broughthis handwritten request with the captain's stamp, allowing his to take leave.

Although surprised, he took the paper with joy and after checking the secure roads on a map, set off for Konoha.

Gradually, he moved away from the camp, and his journey to Konoha began.

Two days later, he stood in front of a large door of 18 meters with the symbol of the village of Konoha.

After a quick check ofhis identity, Nori entered to the village and walked quietly towards the house of his predecessor's parents.

The village of Konoha was quite large, the air was pure and fresh, ninjas and civilians were intertwined in this large village.

Nori could see the faces of the civilians who were rejoicing at their Day, the happiness on the faces of the children who were playing together.

Seeing this, he could not help but rejoice slightly.

After a few minutes he arrived in front of a wooden house with a Japanese architecture of Neji era.

The interior of the house was furnished simply, all the conveniences were in good condition.

He went in and took a bath before sitting on a fūton.

His eyes were focused on the sky, admiring the setting sun, which he could see from the open door giving access to a small outside courtyard.

"Now what should I do?" He whispered in a low voice.

Create a harem with ten thousand girls?

He wasn't a pervert whose only ambition is the women ass.

Dominate the ninja world?

He didn't give a damn about power struggles!

Change the world's plot to give justice to the tragic character?

He had only played naruto video games except for a few intrigues, he basically didn't remember any characters and even if that, what was the relation beetween their tragic life and him?

"Forget it, let's just live this new life with passion !"said he with a smile, staring at the sun gradually disappearing on the horizon