Naruto: Born Gifted in Konoha

This was Konoha, now the strongest village in the Shinobi World—a hotbed of elite ninja and the cradle of forbidden techniques, the origin of every great upheaval in the ninja world.

Tonight, Konoha was destined to be restless. The Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, a powerful ultimate weapon the village had long possessed but rarely used, was about to give birth!

"Set up perimeter security!"

"Yes sir!"

"Where are the others? Send more to those rooftops!"

"Understood!"

"Stay in contact with the Communications Team!"

"Roger that!"

...

On this night, hundreds—no, thousands—of shinobi stood guard over just a handful of people. That was the price of power. Yet no one questioned it; each carried out their duties with precision and urgency.

Under the dark sky, countless fleeting shadows moved with quiet urgency.

Outside the Nine-Tails' maternity ward at Konoha Hospital.

"How is she doing?" Minato Namikaze stood by the door. No matter how strong or noble he appeared elsewhere, here he was simply a young man on the verge of becoming a father.

If Kushina weren't a Jinchuriki, Minato Namikaze wouldn't feel this anxious.

As a Jinchuriki, her body would be at its weakest during childbirth, and the caged Tailed Beast within her would grow especially volatile at this moment.

Minato Namikaze couldn't afford to ignore the possibility of the Nine-Tails acting up during this critical time—it concerned not only Kushina's safety, but the entire village's.

"Minato, I've already evacuated nearby residents temporarily."

Shikaku, Minato Namikaze's trusted strategist and advisor, had taken care of every last detail.

"Thank you, Shikaku." Minato Namikaze offered a brief smile.

...

"Aaagh!" A cry rang out from the delivery room. Minato Namikaze's face tensed—he started to move toward the door.

"Stay calm, Minato!" The Third Hokage was also present outside the ward, seated on a bench puffing smoke from his pipe, wreathed in swirling clouds.

Don't question it—it's a special favor granted by the Hokage.

"I understand, Lord Third," Minato Namikaze straightened himself, realizing he'd acted too hastily.

Inside the delivery room, Kushina Uzumaki underwent prenatal massage administered by several medical ninjas, supposedly helpful for labor.

Beside her sat an elderly woman offering comfort.

The old woman was none other than Biwako, wife of The Third.

"It's alright, just hold on a little longer!"

Biwako wiped the sweat from Kushina's forehead, speaking soothingly as she dabbed.

Perhaps thanks to good health, despite being in her late fifties or sixties, Biwako still had a lively complexion, with only a few wrinkles across her forehead.

"Mm-hmm!" Kushina nodded, turning her gaze to her swollen belly.

Being a Jinchuriki, Kushina chose a safer natural birth, knowing full well it would bring intense pain. However, this method reduced the risk of the Nine-Tails acting up and benefited the child's future health.

Enduring a little extra suffering didn't seem so bad to her.

Her face showed unwavering resolve as she breathed steadily, pushing with each cue from the medical ninja.

...

"Saitama, can you feel it? The ominous presence drifting through the air!"

White Zetsu twitched his nose a few times, as if catching a whiff of something familiar, his expression twisted into a disturbingly pleased smile.

As a product of the Ten-Tails, White Zetsu was indeed very familiar with the Nine-Tails' chakra—after all, they were both fragments of the same entity.

"It's about to start. Time to move — let's begin our infiltration."

Saitama gave no reply to White Zetsu, lost deep in thought.

"Alright!"

Zetsu nodded, watching Saitama leap off the cliff and plummet downward.

"I've long figured you still have your own intentions. To ensure Madara's plan proceeds smoothly, I'll consider this step as helping you!"

White Zetsu murmured to himself, while Black Zetsu remained silent, watching Saitama vanish into the distance.

"Let's go!" Seeing that Saitama had already disappeared into the distant forest heading toward Konoha Village, Black Zetsu uttered a few words.

They had both long known that Saitama never truly hardened his heart—he still carried emotions tied to his time in Konoha.

Tonight would finally tie up all the loose ends.

...

Kushina cried out in pain once more inside the delivery room as the Nine-Tails' chakra began seeping outward.

Around the hospital, a group of Anbu were setting up a barrier.

"Hurry! The Nine-Tails' chakra is about to erupt!"

The team leader barked orders, urging his subordinates to fall into position immediately.

Soon, the team positioned themselves near the hospital and formed Ninja Seals.

They were the sealing team assigned to the jinchuriki's birth, also doubling temporarily as the barrier unit—arguably Konoha's finest at the moment.

As they moved their hands, a pale blue barrier began covering the hospital, locking the Nine-Tails' oppressive aura and chakra inside.

"One member nodded in satisfaction — the air suddenly felt lighter to breathe, no longer weighed down."

"Stay focused. This isn't the time to relax yet!"

The leader's voice rang in their ears, prompting everyone to straighten their expressions and concentrate fully on their respective parts of the task.

...

Standing at Konoha's tightly closed main gate, Saitama felt a tangle of emotions—he had finally chosen this path after all.

Although his goal wasn't driven by selfish desires like world domination, others wouldn't understand until he could spread peace and tranquility across the entire world.

Thus, conflict was inevitable.

Now infiltrating Konoha, certain confrontations with Konoha's ninja lay ahead—an unavoidable sacrifice necessary for spreading love and peace worldwide.

"Every sacrifice along this path is worth it!"

Staring at the leaf symbol on the gate, bloodlust flickered in Saitama's eyes.

No throne ever changes hands without bloodshed. Current losses serve only to secure a better future.

Saitama activated [Kagero no Jutsu], his body sinking into the ground as a wooden mask swiftly took shape over his face.

Passing through the barriers Konoha had set underground, Saitama blended in as seamlessly as a drop merging into the ocean, stirring barely a ripple.

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Barrier Division.

"We've detected something entering the village. Recommend sending personnel for inspection!"

A ninja sitting cross-legged within a circle of cursed seals maintained his posture and spoke to the recorder standing nearby.

"Someone's intruding at a time like this?"

The nearby ninja showed some surprise.

"No, it doesn't feel like a person. The chakra signature I sense isn't that strong—maybe it's some animal?"

The ninja responsible for the barrier didn't even open his eyes as he continued explaining.

"Well then, I'll have someone go check it out," said the first ninja with a nod. Even the smallest mistake couldn't be afforded during this critical time.

...

Slipping through the barrier unnoticed, Saitama entered Konoha Village undetected.

Following the chakra waves in his perception, Saitama gradually moved away from the violent Nine-Tails' aura and emerged from an inconspicuous location.

"The Scroll of Seals should be kept inside the Hokage Building. Today, with the jinchuriki giving birth, it's definitely the weakest moment for protection—we can try grabbing it!"

Crouched in the shadows, Saitama's eyes shone with sharp focus.

The strongest Nine-Tails chakra signature came from the hospital area; clearly, Kushina was still there. The Hokage Building, however, wasn't located in the same region.

This gave Saitama an opportunity—an opportunity to access the Scroll of Seals.

Without Minato Namikaze around, ordinary Anbu ninja posed no real threat to him.

Everything would go smoothly as long as he grabbed the Scroll of Seals before the Anbu could send a distress signal.

Thinking this, Saitama began sneaking forward slowly according to his memorized layout.

The patrolling Anbu passed by without noticing anything—the dark figure steadily advancing toward Konoha's heart.

Swiftly stepping into the shadow of a building facing the Hokage Tower, Saitama scanned the area ahead carefully.

Though much of the security had been redirected to protect the hospital during the jinchuriki's delivery, the Hokage Building was still well-guarded.

But in Saitama's skilled use of Kagero no Jutsu, these guards stood no chance—as easy to handle as an unguarded scroll.

Maintaining a calm gaze, Saitama slowly sank into the ground.

Although Kagero no Jutsu worked well enough, Saitama never liked the sensation of being buried underground intertwined with various plant roots. This was also why he didn't use Kagero no Jutsu as often as White Zetsu did.

Furthermore, using Kagero no Jutsu too many times made Saitama feel physically uneasy afterward—as if something unnatural had seeped into his body.

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