Chapter 1

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he sun sets, casting a golden hue.

In the Land of Fire, within the Hidden Leaf Village, lies the Uchiha clan's territory.

"Boss, give me a bento."

Gin, dressed in plain black shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, with the Uchiha clan's flame fan symbol on his back, stared hungrily at the bento boxes on the counter.

But even if he wasn't dressed, it wouldn't matter.

Generally, no villagers dared to enter the Uchiha clan's territory.

"Gin, you disgrace of a Uchiha!!"

A furious rebuke made Gin, who was choosing a bento, look up.

It wasn't the shopkeeper coming out of the store, but a little kid.

The son of the shopkeeper, named Yahika.

"Forget it."

Gin shook his head, deciding not to buy the bento. There were still some ingredients at home; he could make something himself.

Ignoring Yahika completely, Gin's indifference prompted Yahika to mock him further.

"Don't think pretending not to hear will get you off the hook. You failed the ninja exam again, didn't you?"

To Yahika's surprise, Gin smiled, showing his teeth, and proudly gave a thumbs-up.

"You guessed right!"

Yahika's anger flared. How could someone be so shameless?

When had the Uchiha clan ever produced a member who couldn't pass the ninja exam?

"You bastard, do you have no sense of pride for the Uchiha clan?"

"Hold on a moment, you'd better look behind you."

Gin's sudden interruption caught Yahika off guard.

"I don't believe your nonsense."

Yahika was certain that if he turned around, Gin would disappear, based on his experiences at school.

"What are you saying to Gin!? You brat!"

A large hand grabbed the back of Yahika's neck, making him flail and scream.

It was a middle-aged man with a limp, his face ashen, holding his son.

The shopkeeper.

"Don't mind him, Gin. This kid needs some discipline. It's okay if you didn't pass this time; keep trying."

The shopkeeper handed Gin a carefully prepared bento.

"Here, don't go hungry."

"Uncle, how much is this?"

"It's free. Take whatever you want."

"Alright, Uncle." Gin nodded and walked towards home. After a certain distance, he took out a fifty-ryo coin and casually tossed it, landing it on the counter.

"This kid," the shopkeeper chuckled, picking up the coin and shouting, "You gave too much!"

"Consider it for next time," Gin's voice called back from afar.

Watching Gin walk away, the shopkeeper's expression grew complex.

"What a pity."

Despite having parents who were Jonin, he had no talent for ninjutsu.

In a clan that revered strength, it was a difficult existence. The shopkeeper sighed deeply, feeling helpless.

Yahika rubbed his head and approached.

"Why, Dad!?"

Why was his father treating him so harshly for the sake of a failure? He was his father's own son, yet his father seemed to care more for Gin than for him.

"You brat!" The shopkeeper began rolling up his sleeves. Seeing trouble, Yahika tried to run but was caught.

Grabbing a broom, the shopkeeper started hitting Yahika while scolding him.

"Your father owes his life to Gin's father! How dare you treat Gin like that! Don't you know he's here to support our business!?"

Yahika couldn't hear anything over the pain.

"Stop! I know I was wrong!"

"Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll remember!"

The sound of the broom hitting Yahika made passersby wince.

...

Gin's journey home wasn't peaceful either. A group of younger kids surrounded him, singing as they circled.

"Uchiha's Gin~, Uchiha's failure~, can't pass~, failure~."

Gin hummed along to their tune, seemingly unconcerned by the lyrics.

After all, it was the truth. Being scolded wouldn't hurt him.

"Hmm~ hmm~."

He even danced along, despite being twelve years old, which wasn't too odd.

Passersby from the Uchiha clan either sneered, despised, or pitied him.

Gin's mood improved as he hopped to the children's rhyme. But the kids were displeased.

They were there to mock Gin, not to entertain him.

"Meh." The kids made faces at him and ran away.

Gin didn't stop, continuing to hop all the way home.

"Children should enjoy their childhood."

Although the atmosphere wasn't pleasant, he could amuse himself.

Returning home, he lit three incense sticks for his parents, who had died in the war.

"Although it's not a tradition here, it has some meaning."

Gin sighed, looking at the black-and-white photos of his parents.

He was grateful to his parents in this life for giving him a new start.

In his previous life, he had been hit by a truck because he didn't watch the traffic lights. (T/N: ALWAYS look both side when crossing a road! BOTH SIDES! Let's live longer, together!)

His promising life ended abruptly, and he found himself in the tumultuous world of Naruto, born into the Uchiha clan.

It was like playing with fire, daring fate.

He wanted to cry but had no tears.

The peace was unstable, with constant small conflicts and the looming final battle.

Even if he survived the upcoming battles, there was still the threat of the Uchiha clan's massacre.

It felt like living under a guillotine.

He had no choice but to adapt.

He genuinely failed the ninja exams twice.

The first time was for the Clone Technique, and the second time for the Substitution Technique. He couldn't perform either.

He might be the only Uchiha unable to use ninjutsu.

As for the Sharingan, he never had high hopes. It was embarrassing for a transmigrant.

To awaken the Sharingan required emotional pain.

The Mangekyo Sharingan needed extreme love.

Madara chose Obito not for his talent but because he could turn deep love into hatred.

For Gin, even emotional fluctuations were rare. He struggled to form bonds with this world.

Emotions were crucial for awakening the Sharingan.

Sasuke awakened his Sharingan with a single tomoe during the clan's massacre, showing how hard it was.

The main reason for his inability to perform ninjutsu was...

"That damn system!!"

His so called 'golden finger', named "Deduction," could deduce anything, from powerful techniques to quick sleep methods.

It sounded powerful.

But it had many limitations and requirements!!

To deduce something, a text box would appear, and he had to input his idea and direction.

He also had to provide basic technology!

For instance, to deduce postpartum care for a sow, he needed knowledge about the sow's biology, birthing process, and care techniques!!

Why not just buy a book on sow postpartum care!?

In other words, he needed foundational knowledge to deduce anything.

"It's no different from learning and inventing by myself!!"

The only advantage was accuracy; deduced things always worked without mistakes.

A scientist's dream.

"You should go find Orochimaru, not me!!"

Alright, finding him was better since this was his key to success.

Most importantly, once something was deduced, he learned it immediately and forcibly!!

He paid a painful price.

He studied the numerous ninjutsu left by his parents.

There were many, mostly sealing techniques.

He didn't remember his parents being in the Sealing Corps, until he found a note in his father's diary.

"If the Nine-Tails' seal is undone and sealed within oneself to become a Jinchuriki, can the Uchiha clan use the Nine-Tails' power to become Hokage?"

Unexpectedly, his parents were radicals, even foreseeing the future!

As a descendant of the Uchiha radicals, it was ironic!

What a joke!

Ignoring the radical part, he got a bunch of sealing techniques and studied them day and night.

He couldn't understand them, but he memorized them. Then he had a sudden idea.

What if he used sealing techniques to gather chakra internally, making it like an internal energy technique?

The golden finger said it was feasible.

A chakra-based internal energy technique was born.

It could delay aging, enhance recovery, and improve physical fitness.

It was like a variant of Tsunade's Yin Seal.

But the basic technique was so domineering that chakra couldn't be expelled!!

If expelled, the technique forcibly reabsorbed it.

Ninjutsu was out of the question.

Forced learning left no room for regret.

Gin was heartbroken.

The worst part was...

Advancing required others to raise his limits.

Golden finger, be human. Some kindness' please!

It wasn't human.

Never mind.

Gin: (╯‵□′）╯︵┴─┴.

What could he do? He was helpless.

His chakra internal energy technique had levels, requiring gradual expansion of seals to enhance his physique and lifespan.

Once fully expanded, he could use normal ninjutsu.

What a trash!

"Let's destroy this world."

Gin looked broken.

(End of Chapter)

(Don't lost hope!, it gets better!)