《Mob without system in Naruto world 》Chapter 1: Eiji Nakamura
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After the initial shock from the realization of my incarnation, I calmed down and observed my situation.
First of all my name is Eiji Nakamura - a normal-sounding japanese name - which I am quite happy about since there exist strange names in this world which can only be described as child abuse like for example Boruto or naming a girl after a muscular sword-wielding barbarian.
HOWEVER, what I am not happy about is, is that I and my family are complete mob characters - you may ask why I am so certain of this...
Well, I don't remember having seen any Nakamuras in the anime and my parents aren't even Jonin. THEY ARE ONLY CHUNIN EVEN THOUGH THEY ARE ALREADY IN THEIR THIRTIES!!!!
That is not even the saddest part...they were only promoted recently to Chunin because they somehow survived the rampage of the Nine-Tails in the village. They really didn't do anything other than standing on standby and watching over the Barrier which protected all the children myself included.
I guess the promotion was to the fact, that my mother just gave 2 weeks prior birth to me and she wasn't in her peak condition to fight but still choose to - but honestly, I doubt that it would really make a difference performance-wise.
They are that kind of shinobi that can only use some basic ninjutsu like the transformation technique and throw some kunai.
To be fair, they aren't part of any shinobi family, so they don't have any special ninjutsu....but still...
Anyway, my father's name is Satoshi and my mother's is Kimiko. Apparently, they both come from non-shinobi families.
My father didn't want to inherit his family business and instead wanted to become a shinobi. If I had to describe him, the term complete braindead would fit him best.
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When I asked him why he wanted to become a shinobi instead of inheriting the business he said: "Son, in this world u can't have a harem if you are only a tanner. The only way to assemble a harem is to become a great shinobi!! I failed at my dream, but I am confident that you will carry it on and assemble a harem of...huh?....Darling, what do you intend to do with this pan?"
My mother chose to become a kunoichi to support her family financially. Even though she is also weak, at least she isn't brain-dead like my father and is overall a pretty serious and strict person.
It looks like I inherited appearance-wise much more from her side: black hair and a grumpy looking face.
So anyway, I am now 5 years old, and normally when you regain your memories from a past life you should be careful to not act differently, right?
To tell the truth...I kinda forgot to pay attention to it....but I don't know how but things somehow worked out and my parent's behavior towards me is still the same.
Satoshis POV
5 years ago, roughly the time the fox spirit attacked the village, my son was born.
By the way, many people in the village would curse when they think about this day, but for me, it was a lucky day!
I just stood there doing nothing, while others fought at the front-lines, and when this whole thing ended I was suddenly promoted to Chunin?!
Well anyway, at first I and my wife were really worried; Eiji, our son, was a bit slow and not considered very smart...he was one of the kids who would eat glue if you didn't pay attention to him for even a second.
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Because I was worried I went to a shop which sells pills for shinobis.
When I told the old granny there, if she had any pills for brain power, she gave me a special one and told me, that it should be only used in emergencies on the battlefield because it has tremendous side effects.
I always knew I was smart, but giving a stupid child brain enhancement pills was one of my best ideas I ever had!
I wonder why no one had the idea before me? I should definitely publish this idea.
Anyway, when I came back I instantly gave him the pill, that is when my wife Kimiko came home.
She asked me what I was doing, and when I explained to her my brilliant plan....well I only remember her face which looked like she wants to kill me - hey there is no reason to be that jealous that I was the one who came up with this smart idea.
Weirdly enough I passed out after that, and when I woke up I had fist-prints all over my face, life is truly mysterious at times.
Well sometimes later Kimiko came home with our son, apparently, they were at the hospital - huh? did my son have the flu or something?
After that, he behaved a bit weird but since he doesn't eat glue anymore everything is should be fine - only that Kimiko is still upset even now.
Is she still jealous of my genius idea?
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