This Naruto Is a Player!

"It seems we only learned his name," Sakura Haruno whispered, quietly complaining.

Naruto nodded in agreement.

Kakashi-sensei was indeed a Jonin.

After giving a self-introduction, he didn't reveal any information beyond his name.

In his previous life, this would mean he could register for countless applications without ever leaking personal data.

Maximum confidentiality.

The East Factory (Spy and secret police organizations in the Ming Dynasty) needs talent like you!

If he could be abducted back, it would at least reduce the national fraud rate by five percentage points.

"Next, it's your turn. Who wants to go first?" Kakashi threw the question to the three students opposite him.

"I'll go first," Naruto raised his hand, gesturing, since he was on the far right.

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki, and I'm the man who's going to become Hokage! I like the things I like, and I hate the things I hate."

Naruto thoroughly embodied the concept of verbose literature. "As for my hobbies, I love painting on the Hokage Rock. That's all."

Kakashi narrowed his eyes slightly.

This brat, why does he feel a little annoying?

This isn't like you at all, Minato-sensei.

But he could only nod helplessly, after all, he himself had set a bad example.

"Alright, next."

"My name is Sakura Haruno."

Sakura's face flushed with shyness. She fidgeted and said, "As for what I like, it's more like a person I like... My hobby is... My dream is... Ahh!!!"

She suddenly let out a shy shriek, not knowing what lewd thoughts crossed her mind, then buried her head deeply in her arms, too ashamed to face anyone.

During this, every sentence she spoke was accompanied by ten glances at Sasuke, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Naruto and Kakashi's gazes simultaneously turned to the person in question.

Sasuke: Irrelevant.

Naruto withdrew his gaze. Sakura's behavior just now made his teeth ache.

Oh.

At this moment, Naruto suddenly realized.

He had already passed the age of shyness.

"A girl lost in love?" Kakashi's gaze shifted to Sasuke. "Last one."

"My name is Sasuke Uchiha."

Sasuke, who was last, introduced himself: "I don't have anything I like. There are many things I hate. My dream, or rather, my ambition, is to restore the Uchiha clan and to personally kill a certain man."

That man? Is it Itachi?

Naruto suddenly remembered the perpetrator of the Uchiha clan massacre.

I wonder which is stronger, this Uchiha "One-on-Seven" or my Uzumaki "One-on-Seven"?

"Very good. You three are all very individualistic and very interesting."

One individualist, one chasing love, one seeking revenge—this team composition already made Kakashi foresee what his future days would be like. He had a headache.

He had originally intended to scare them playfully, but now he didn't even have the mood for that.

So, Kakashi directly stated, "Then we'll start missions tomorrow. The first mission is a survival exercise."

"The Ninja Academy will graduate 30 students this year, but there are only 9 slots for officially becoming Genin. Everyone else will be sent back to the Academy."

"This is the difficulty of your test tomorrow. Get ready. Tomorrow morning, Training Ground Three, meet at five."

"Now, dismissed!"

Saying this, Kakashi stretched, preparing to leave.

"Oh, and remember not to eat breakfast. I'm afraid you might throw it up," Kakashi suddenly added before leaving.

With that, he vanished with a whoosh!

As expected of a Jonin, his movements were much faster than the typical Chunin instructors.

And that sharp, uninhibited coolness, was this the confidence that came with strength?

So cool!

He's so cool, he must have a girlfriend, right?

His thoughts returned to Kakashi's parting 'words,' and Naruto repeated them to himself.

'Only 9 slots?'

He wasn't worried about graduating at all.

If he couldn't graduate, then no one in this school could graduate.

However, this number, 9 people?

Was it a coincidence?

Pondering for a moment, Naruto looked at his future teammates. Sasuke was still the same, frowning, lost in thought.

As for Sakura Haruno, well, for now, let's just call her Sakura.

As for Sakura, her hands were trembling. She probably felt her own chances were slim, and if she couldn't graduate, her beloved Sasuke might leave her.

Seeing this, Naruto started a conversation: "Did you two notice?"

"Hmm?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow and looked over, and Sakura also raised her head in a daze.

Their gazes were fixed on Naruto.

Naruto retrieved his intelligence, which he hadn't used much in the past 12 years, and began to explain his analysis and discovery: "Only 9 people can pass, which is exactly three teams. This shouldn't be a coincidence, right?"

"You mean tomorrow is a team exercise?"

"Not necessarily." Naruto shook his head, denying Sakura's guess.

"My point is, if one person fails, the entire team might fail together."

"Are you kidding?"

Sakura couldn't believe Naruto's speculation. How could there be such a rule?

"Perhaps it's because unity is strength! This strength is iron, this strength is..."

Seeing their increasingly confused expressions, Naruto stopped singing, rather bored.

At a time like this, it would be great to have another transmigrator to play along.

And exchange secret codes or something.

Like "odd functions remain, even functions change."

Seeing that they still didn't understand what he meant, Naruto added, "Haven't you heard of the Three Legendary Sannin?"

"What are you trying to say?"

Sasuke seemed a little impatient, reminding Naruto to get straight to the point.

"The Three Sannin's sensei was the current Hokage-sama, and they were all on the same team from childhood."

Hearing this, Sasuke immediately understood, but Sakura still hadn't grasped the connection.

She asked, "What do you mean, Naruto? What does that have to do with now?"

Can't she even guess this?

Naruto frowned. If Sakura had just focused a fraction of the attention she put on Sasuke, she wouldn't be unable to figure it out.

Although he hadn't speculated about this before today's team assignments, as soon as the three-person team was formed after the assignments, he immediately guessed it.

A three-person team + a squad leader—this was probably Konoha's, and even the entire ninja world's, training and succession model.

Unless the assessment failed, or before any of the three suffered losses, this team configuration would continue indefinitely.

This meant that, until death, Naruto and his two teammates were bound together.

"It means we'll share honor and disgrace, at least until the assessment fails," Sasuke finally explained.

"Sasuke's still the smart one," Naruto praised unreservedly.

Share honor and disgrace? Me and Sasuke-kun?

'I'm willing!'

Sakura's face flushed again. For a moment, she even thought of their children's names.

"Hey, hey! Snap out of it!"

Naruto interrupted Sakura's pink bubble fantasy. "Although I don't know what tomorrow's assessment will be, it's always good for us to be united. Trust me, the first crucible for any team is unity."

Sakura looked at Naruto, who was speaking eloquently, somewhat in disbelief. Was this still the dead-last she knew?

Sasuke implied that she was just easily surprised. Although Naruto's grades were dead-last, in his impression, Naruto was quite reliable in other aspects.

"So, to pass tomorrow, we need to make some preparations."

"Like what?" Sasuke wanted to hear Naruto's analysis.

"Like information."

Ninja intelligence work had always been a priority.

At this point, Naruto stared at Sakura and instructed, "You go back and gather more information about Kakashi-sensei."

"What about you two?"

"We'll rest and conserve our energy, and perform well tomorrow."

"You?"

Sakura's tone held a strong twelve-tenths of disbelief.

Doubting my strength?

Naruto couldn't even be bothered to look at her. "Then let's dismiss for now. We'll improvise for tomorrow's situation."

Who knew what tomorrow's mission would actually be?

"Dismissed."

Naruto mimicked Kakashi's cool gesture and vanished with a whoosh.