He was just a 'normal human' with passion for a mobile phone game, Fate/Grand Order, until his encounter with a supernatural being one evening. NarutoxChisato. NarutoxHarem?
IT'S GAKUEN-DEN NARUTO FROM THE OVA, BUT HE'S TONED DOWN EVER SINCE MOVING TO KUOH.
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UPDATE!!
09/16/24
- Dunno what happened, but the chapter got flagged for inappropriate content, needed to convince WP that the images were still safe.
- Added Naruto's daily life AFTER he left the school and BEFORE he heard Issei got stabbed.
- 2.5 Dimensional Seduction added.
09/28/24
- Side Story 1 added.
Disclaimer, I do not own Naruto, Type-Moon characters, Shinmai Maou no Testament, Highschool DXD or any other series showing up in this story.
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"Hm..." A boy with messy blonde hair furrowed his brow, glaring menacingly at the screen of his phone. His thumb hovered anxiously over the device as he muttered under his breath, "Please, please, please..."
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"...No way." His voice cracked with disbelief. "Another Artoria!? Why?! You're not even a rate-up character on this banner, and this is my ninth copy! Alter, you too?! Where's my 3*s characters!?"
He groaned, frustration rippling through him as he fell backward onto the ground. His phone clattered onto his chest, the bright screen displaying his freshly summoned characters. "What a total letdown... and that was my last 30 Saint Quartz..." Naruto muttered, staring blankly up at the sky, the vibrant blue mocking his disappointment.
Fate/Grand Order, a mobile phone game he had been playing since he was 9 years old. It's a free-to-play turn-based RPG using card systems to have the 'servants' he collects using the gacha system as 'Master' to defeat the enemies and progress with the story.
The breeze brushed against his cheeks, tickling the whisker-like birthmarks that adorned his face. He sighed, letting his eyelids droop as the sunlight warmed his skin. Sleep sounded like a decent escape from his frustration.
Just as he began to drift off, a shadow fell over him, blocking the comforting warmth of the sun. He opened his eyes and found a pair of legs with stockings, thicc thighs, black laced underwear right above his face.
Squinting in mild annoyance, he tilted his head to the side and was met with a sight that made him pause.
Standing above him was a bold figure, someone who would have caught anyone's eye at the school—but for very different reasons than most of the girls. This wasn't a student, though. It was the school's nurse, Hasegawa Chisato.
