[ON HIATUS] Player #003 | Naruto

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You chose: <Shinobi Clan>

"B-Buh!" You wave your small hands at a woman, who smiles kindly at you. She has raven hair and onyx eyes.

A man with the same color of hair and eyes enters. He squeezes your cheeks and cooes at you something you don't really understand, but you giggle anyways. You don't know why, but you feel like you're related to him somehow.

Then, a younger man appears. His hair is spikier than the older man's, but he looks quite similiar. Both of them are even wearing the same headband! He scoops you up, murmuring words to you.

Soon, you fall asleep.

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<Congrats! Thanks to your wonderful older brother, you are now three years old.>

"Shisui-nii-san! Hungry!" The boy, who you know as your older brother, blinks, turning. He crouches down in front of you, tapping you lightly on the head.

"Saki, you know I'm the wrong person to ask."

You blink at him. "Why?"

"Because he manages to burn cup ramen, after pouring water in it." A voice behind you deadpans. You giggle as your kaa-san scoops you up, twirling you around.

"Kaa-san! Where's tou-san?"

Her smile falters slightly, but you don't notice.

"Away."

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<Congratulations! Because of lots of sleep, you are now five years old.>

"Tou-san?" Your father smiles down at you, holding crutches. "What happened to your leg?"

"Oh, a little incident."

You frown. A 'little incident' does not cause someone to lose a leg.

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<Congrats! Because of. . . reasons, you are now six years old.>

"Transform!"

"Good job, imouto! You've got the transformation down perfectly."

"Does that mean I'm ready for the academy now?"

"Yep!"

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"Wake up, imouto."

"I'm up already."

"Ah, sorry. I didn't realize. . ."

"You can sense chakra, nii-san! And, you have those sharingamy things! Can't you tell that I'm awake?!"

"Sharingan can't see through walls! And even if it could, I wouldn't look! Who wants to see their own imouto naked?!"

"You, you pervy shinobi!"

"N-Nani?!"

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"So. How was your first day?"

"It was okay. There were a lot of boys staring at me and their eyes were shaped like hearts. Why do they do that?"

What boys? Where?

"A-Ah, nii-san-"

If anyone touches a hair on my precious imouto's head. . .

"Nii-san, stop radiating killing intent."

"A-Ah! Sorry!"

<You are now seven years old, thanks to Shisui's salty birthday cake.>