Naruto: As a genin, I just want to live a normal life.

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"Hey, Shirahoshi-kun, you've come at the right time. Your ninja sword is all set up. Do you like it?"

The wooden cabin inside the shop is spacious, with a faint sandalwood scent in the air, and a dazzling array of ninja tools and props are displayed around the shop.

Hanging from the ceiling are numerous ornaments—this is an alarm system set up to prevent anyone from causing trouble in the store, which can immediately notify the village's ninjas to come to the scene.

After all, ninja tool shops are expensive, and they're places where ninja samurai often hang out.

Inside the wooden cabinet stood a middle-aged man with a white bowl tied around his head, a white shawl tied around his chest, and a light blue undershirt. He had dark skin and a burly build.

The man displayed a ninja sword that cost 300,000 taels to make: although it wasn't a particularly good sword, it was a newly forged samurai sword made of steel.

stab-

The white light of the blade grazed Bai Xing's face. In terms of both weight and quality, it was clearly much better than the broken knife he had bought for 20,000 taels of silver before.

"Can I give it a try?"

"Of course! But you have to come with me to the room where we test the knife, you can't test it in my shop!"

"Ok!"

Compared to Tenten's ninja tool shop, this is one of the largest ninja tool shops in the village.

......

The room for testing the sword was a small training ground, rectangular in shape, with two red and white targets for training purposes in front of it, one of which had a kunai stuck in it.

On the side of the entrance, there was a machine for fixing wooden stakes, and in the corner were piles of test stakes about the thickness of a fist.

The ninja tool shop owner took out a solid wooden stake, placed it on the machine used to fix the stake, turned around to look at Shirahoshi, and patted the sawdust off his hands:

"Okay, please get started."

The ninja tool shop owner spoke as he watched Shirahoshi approach the machine: "Shirahoshi, you're a ninja, so if you use chakra, with the sharpness of this sword, you could easily cut through it in one strike..."

At this moment, Bai Xing stood in front of the wooden stake with her eyes closed.

He fell silent. Although the boss was still going on and on about how good the ninja sword he had forged was, the deep voice gradually faded from Shirahoshi's ears, and his heart came to a complete stillness.

Over the six years, Bai Xing practiced swordsmanship many times, but it was mostly during the first two years after she transmigrated.

Later on, I basically practiced every few days, or even for half a month at a time: this was to avoid my talent being discovered.

The darkness and the quiet space made it seem as if I was the only person left in the room.

'I haven't felt this way in a long time.'

The flow of chakra and the slight rise in blood temperature caused Shirahoshi to open her bright black eyes in an instant:

"One-Sword Style: Z-Shaped Net!"

boom--

The ninja tool shop owner felt that the boy in front of him seemed to have used a wind-style ninjutsu, releasing a strong gust of wind in all directions.

Three seconds later.

Out of fear, the ninja tool shop owner, with his hands in front of his head and his eyes closed, noticed the wind had disappeared.

He secretly opened one eye and found that he could still see his surroundings. He immediately opened both eyes and touched himself with both hands to check if he was injured.

Meanwhile, Shirahoshi remained standing motionless, as if he had never drawn his sword.

"Hey! Shirahoshi Genin, you've gone too far! This is a ninja tool shop's equipment testing room, but it's not a place for you to practice ninjutsu."

The ninja tool shop owner thought Shirahoshi had just used ninjutsu and began to berate him relentlessly.

"Boss, how much is this machine?"

"Machine? What machine?" The boss, who hadn't finished speaking, was interrupted by Bai Xing and was stunned for a moment before he could react.

But the next second, he saw the machine in front of him, waved his hand and said, "It's not that expensive, only a little over 100,000 taels to build."

"How much do I have to pay if I break it?"

"Huh? That's made of high-quality steel, how could it be..."

stab-

Three clearly visible diagonal lines appeared on the body of the machine that was fixing the wooden stake.

The ear-piercing friction sound and the obvious separation of the machines immediately stunned the ninja tool shop owner standing behind Shirahoshi.

This is a machine made of high-quality steel! A ninja sword that only cost 300,000 taels to make shouldn't be able to achieve this level of craftsmanship!!

"The knife is not bad."

"I just accidentally used too much force."

Bai Xing smiled slightly, a hint of embarrassment on her face as she listened to the rumbling sound of the machine falling in front of her.

The main point is that the ninja tool store is not responsible for any damage to the blade if the purchased ninja sword is taken away from the store.

"..."

"sharp."

"Now that's what a true samurai is like."

At this moment, the ninja tool shop owner stepped forward, squatted down, and examined the cutting marks on the rectangular machine. Looking at the smooth cut, he acknowledged Shirahoshi in his heart: "Kid."

"Hey. I don't have that much money with me right now. Can I go to the money exchange and get it for you later?" Bai Xing said, scratching his cheek.

"Hahaha—don't worry, you don't need to compensate for the machine's wear and tear."

Ahead, the ninja tool shop owner, with his back to Shirahoshi, stood up and said, "This machine has been used for a long time and it's time to replace it."

He turned and met Bai Xing's gaze with eyes filled with the marks of time.

"I hope to see the day when you become world-famous."

"Here, I make you another promise."

"Huh?!" Bai Xing was taken aback when he saw the ninja tool shop owner being so serious. After a moment of surprise, he also became serious, since he had saved 100,000 taels of silver. "Please tell me."

The ninja tool shop owner carefully examined Shirahoshi, then stepped forward, patted Shirahoshi's left shoulder with his strong, rough right hand, and stood to Shirahoshi's side, saying:

"When you become a Jonin of Konoha, I will pass on to you the prized possession of my shop, which is a family heirloom..."

After hearing the first part, Bai Xing pretended not to hear the rest.

As Shirahoshi walked out of the ninja tool shop with her ninja sword, she was still internally complaining:

If you don't want to give it, you don't want to give it. What's with all this talk about becoming a Jonin?

Of course, Bai Xing understood that the shop owner meant well, but the shop owner did not know his true thoughts.

Perhaps it was seeing the dreams of the past shining brightly in the hands of a young man that spurred the shop owner to act impulsively.

"But unfortunately, I'm just a low-ranking ninja."

......

The time has come to the third day since I obtained the ninja sword and revisited the experience of holding it seriously.

call out!call out!call out!

Above Konoha Village, three figures cut through the wind, traversing various buildings, and arrived at the red Hokage Building in the center of the village.

Meanwhile, a small team arrived early in front of the Hokage Building. One of the boys, a black-haired boy with a senbon stick in his mouth, waved to Shirahoshi, one of the three members of the arriving team.

"Yo~ Six years... oops, seven years as a genin. Looks like we'll be going on a mission together today."

"You're not kidding, are you? You've been a genin for three years." Upon hearing this, Shirahoshi immediately knew that the Hokage summons today was anything but pleasant.

"Cough cough."

The red-eyed girl with long, curly black hair standing next to Shiranui Kumo tugged at her green vest, seemingly showing off her Chunin status.

Shirahoshi ignored him and looked at Yuhi Maku.

"You'll find out later."

Chapter 44: A Rank B Mission Related to the Land of Whirlpools

Hokage Building.

It had been quite a while since I'd felt the sky peeping at me, and Bai Xing was starting to miss it a little.

Of course, this is just a casual thought; if it really happens again, I'll still curse it out in my heart.

This is the principle.

At this moment, Hiruzen Sarutobi was sitting at his desk in the office, flipping through an important document. Six people were patiently waiting in front of him.

There is a B-level mission.

"It's up to you to do it."

After speaking, Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at Shirahoshi, whose face remained calm, and his tone carried a hint of apology:

"The village simply can't spare any more manpower, so we have no choice but to ask you, Bai Xing, to temporarily serve as the captain of the first squad and work with the True Red Squad to carry out the mission."

"Yes!" What else could Bai Xing say? He had long known that being Orochimaru's disciple would inevitably mean undertaking missions of C rank or higher, but he never expected that day to come so soon.

"Uncle Hokage! Are we going to the battlefield?"

Shirahoshi: "......"

If you go to the battlefield, I'll break my leg when I get back! You lazy bum who's looking for trouble!

Beside the rope tree, Mighty swallowed nervously. He hadn't forgotten about the last C-rank mission, and the young man, now a father, was getting a little nervous.

Hiruzen Sarutobi glanced at Nawaki, a complex mix of emotions flashing in his eyes: "Nawaki, you haven't carried out any missions above Rank C yet. My personal suggestion is..."

"No no no no--"

After waving his hand in refusal, Nawaki raised his right fist, as if to make a vow:

"I'm going!"

"I've been on D-rank missions in the village for almost a year now. I'm a ninja, for crying out loud! How can I just stand still like this!"

"My future is to become someone like you, Hokage, and protect the village my grandfather built!"

Looking at the boy's resolute face, Hiruzen Sarutobi was stunned for a moment.