Naruto- White Fang Template

"Well, I didn't expect someone to come peeping," I spoke with a strained smile on my face.

The blue-haired woman in front of me was gorgeous; her figure was wrapped in a shawl of marine blue wool. Her jeans had tightened around her figure, with her sword hanging beside her waist.

"Hardly, Mr. Kagami," she spoke while walking towards me, looking down at my member. She spoke, "I have come due to urgent matters.".

I scrutinized her actions...

'She is following orders'—that ' much was pretty obvious.

"Well, whatever it is, tell me here?" I asked her, my gaze directed at her cyan blue eyes.

I continued smirking at her, "Certainly it's not just to ogle at me, is it?".

She turned around at that, "Huff, men like you are all the same." Turning back at me, she smiled, "Well, remember Lord Gizmo, the hotel where you are currently bathing..."

She walked towards me and knelt, looking at me eye to eye, "He needs to have a talk with you.".

'So it's him.'

It made sense to me why Lord Gizmo would show interest in me; Land of Iron had its own power struggles after all.

'Something about him and some Hagarashi guy.'.

the attack on the land of fire noble...the one where I had saved the day.

It was there that I got to know about the different politics going around this place.

"Tell him to wait half an hour for me," I spoke while soaking my body deeper in the water.

She got up at that, "He said right now, and I mean right now." Her smile had vanished from her face, her body showing threatening body language.

'You seem to have mistaken me. I might be injured, but I don't get pushed around.'.

I stood up from the water, the hot water slowly glistening off me; steam appeared at some places as I continued walking towards her until we were face to face.

"Tell him to wait half an hour for me." I spoke in a serious tone, my muscles tightening for another round of battle.

Her muscles tightened as well; she brought her hand down only to shake my hand in the end.

"Quite the interesting man you are, Kagami," she spoke. "I will be waiting on the rooftop, half an hour.".

her voice melodic but daunting, next second she had vanished from the spot.

'Woman.'.

Yes, I had quite a bit to think about, more certainly the growing list of weaknesses that I have to cover.

Jutsu, physicality, sensory ninjutsu, and medical jutsu.

'However, for now, I will rest.'.

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Misachi POV

That certainly was some of the good conversations she had with someone.

Well, considering the lack of friends she had, even the little conversations were a gift.

'Can't blame a girl for being bored,' . she thought as she made her way out of his room.

'He sure was shameless though,' she thought as she remembered how Kagami hadn't even tried to hide himself from her.

Most men would have been embarrassed at that.

thud

It seemed she hit someone while walking, turning towards the supposed victim...she had to turn her head upwards, coming face to face with one of the most feared men in the nation.

Smiling, she spoke, "To what do I owe the pleasure, Mr. Mokama? "Her hands had already tightened around her sword...ready in case the man had nefarious thoughts.

"Calm down, Misachi," he spoke, his voice gruff and deep...he nudged her to keep walking with him.

"Had quite the conversation with Kagami," he spoke while looking forward.

She turned towards him, "And I suppose my entrance didn't bypass your sensory skills.".

He nodded at that, "It's good you didn't attack him." He kept walking.

Her voice turned sarcastic at that, "Why? Because you will come in to kill me?".

'I have had multiple people coming at me since I was a child; I always survive...always,' she thought.

"No, He would.".

With that, he turned in a different direction and moved away from her.

Misachi could not contain her curiosity, knowing she will probably not get a chance to meet him again.

"Is he your official disciple...does Muichiro know?" she asked.

Mokama didn't respond.

'It seems the old man couldn't accept him as an official disciple...could he?'

at least after what happened with his last one.

"Damn, Muichiro, you sure are a bad son.".

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Kagami POV

Half an hour had already passed by, and I was on my way to the rooftop.

My left side was still hurting; however, it was way better now, courtesy of the medical personnel who patched me up.

However, I couldn't help but think about what Gizmo would want from me.

'I saved his hotel, so at best, he does owe me one.'.

Making my way towards the rooftop, I was met with a luxurious scenery in front of me.

The roof was a mansion in itself; long pearl white columns held the place up, and gold was etched into different parts of the place.

designs made up of unique and beautiful art.

A long garden adorned the place, with multiple servants tending to the variety of flowers.

The red, blue, purple, and green were a great contrast to the white of the place.

'So this is what it means to be rich...'.

Damn, this was crazy.

A servant who had seemed to recognize me walked towards me, his eyes devoid of fear.

'professional'

"Sir, Can you please show the entrance card?" his voice was timid but stern.

I pulled out my VIP card and handed it to him; he inspected it for a minute and handed it back to me.

"Sir, please follow me. Lord Gizmo has been waiting for you.".

I nodded at him, and he showed me around the place.

We went through different places in the mansion; I saw a room filled with just stacks of money bills overflowing it.

Another room with just silver ingots placed upon one another.

There was a whole corridor just filled with art of different places and styles.

However, after walking a bit, I laid my eyes upon a living room. Huge, gargantuan walls adorned the place, with a white sofa placed in the middle.

Two people were currently present in the place. One of them was pretty familiar to me.

'Misachi'

She was sitting cross-legged on one sofa; her face was smiling, and it seemed she had an amicable relationship with the lord.

"Hello there, Mr. Kagami," Gizmo spoke; he was quite different from what I imagined of him.

I expected him to be old and fat, typically how all nobles are; however, the man sitting in front of me was merely in his twenties.

His brown hair was neatly combed, and rectangular spectacles adorned his thin and sleek face.

"My greetings, Lord Gizmo," I spoke while giving a slight bow to the man.

"Now now, just call me Gizmo; that lord just makes me feel old," he spoke with a friendly voice.

He nudged at me to sit.

Sitting at the soft cushioning of the sofa, I did a friendly wave at Misachi.

The girl herself was smiling like she was watching some too drama.

"Now, Kagami, do you know why I have called you here?".

I turned towards him, "More or less.".

He seemed a bit surprised at that, "I guess you learned that when you saved our branch in the Land of Fire.".

I nodded at him.

"Alright, so since you know the power struggle between me and Higarashi, I will elaborate a bit."

"Lord Mifune, who I support dearly since the crowning of him as the Land of Iron Kage, has been a bit ill for some time.".

"ill?" I questioned him... the original plot of Naruto didn't have this development.

"Well, it's a long story. However, some time ago, Mifune fought the person you know as the Demigod.".

I nodded at him, "Hanzo of the salamander, I have heard of him.".

"Well, Lord Mifune has thoroughly supported my hotels throughout the world; however, Higarashi, with his different mines, is in a bit of a pickle.".

He turned towards Misachi, urging her to speak, "Basically, he had been treating his workers very badly to make a profit, and Mr. Mifune was against him.".

I nodded at the both of them, "Hence, due to his current sickness, he seems to have grand plans," I spoke.

'However, what does this have to do with me?'

"As for what does this have to do with you?". He spoke, looking at me; he continued, "This championship is symbolic here, you know; hence the nobles who are hesitating to support either of us will place their bets on those whose representative wins this. ".

'I see.'

"You want me to win, don't you?".

Misachi laughed at that, "As if, even if you could, I would have a greater chance than you; however, having more bets is always better.".

My smile hardened at that; this woman always seems to underestimate me.

I turned towards Gizmo and smirked.

"Let's talk benefits."

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