Fate has been interesting for me, I am now jobless, with my rent now is due soon.

"Argh," I then mumble as I hold the pain. Pushing the blades on my arm once more, I then watch as the blood spilled.

"This is my husband fault," I then mumbled, as I keep pushing the blade deeper to my arm. Then suddenly the wound slowly closing itself.

"And this is not normal either," I then whisper.

After the experiment complete, I then start to rinse our the blood on my sink and clean my hand really good.

Looking at my pale arm that doesn't even have the scar, I then sigh.

"This is Mayhem," I then mumble as I force my body to my bed.

I also notice that each time when my body healed, my energy, or my otaku side called chakra, went to exhaustion, Causing me to feel like I have a sleep deprived.

As I let my body to slumber,

My mind then went to oblivion.

. . .

I then open my eyes, as I feel someone is poking me.

But the point is that there is no one is in my apartment. And if it is my Husband, he will not poke me, but he will stab me instead.

"Who?" I then say, stupidly as that person can be the police or a potential danger toward my body.

The person, who have the most boring brown hair and black eyes, then raise his eyebrow at me. "You are sleeping on my bar, Get out," He then says.

Quiet harshly I may add.

I want to say 'what bar?' and 'where am I?' but that will raise suspicion. So like a normal, What I thought, the typical drunk head person I then grunt and walk out.

From the corner of my eyes, I can see how the bar actually looking shady and run down. But filled with weird looking people and their hairstyle.

"What a weird dream," I then mumble as I pretend to walk like I am drunk, as I walk out of the bar. I then greeted with many of passing by people that have colorful hairs and weirdly clothing. Also, weapons on their side.

"Medieval theme?" I then whisper to myself, trying to see what kind of dream I have.

As I walk out, I then try to search for any money in my pocket.

After a while, my left hand can feel what it feels a wallet. I then pull it out and look at the money.

"Interesting, I am not sure what kind of money this is," I then mumble some more.

Looking at the sign, I then sigh to myself. "It's an Edo period. Location, Japan." I then mumble, as I finally find where I am.

"I didn't remember the history mentions that they love to dress odd," I then chuckle to myself as I see someone with a green hair. "Wait, what am I look like?" Suddenly, my curiosity comes up,

Walking around, searching for some store that has any mirror, or a clothing store, I then finally find what it seems a clothing store.

As I walk in, I then find myself surrounded by people that use headbands in their head. The first thing that comes to my head was that they all a cosplayer.

But then again, as I see someone actually buying some Kunai, And there's actually a weapon that is on the wall.

Looking real and sharp,

I then walk toward the weapon, and my hand just trail the blades itself.

Blood then coming from my index finger,

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"That one is the sharp baby," A female then say behind me.

I then nod, Looking at my bleeding finger, it then suddenly healed in a short period of time.

I then hear a gasp, "Are you Iryo-Nin?!" She then asks me, as she holds my shoulder in.. desperation?

Iryo-nin,

A term from Naruto that is used to call the doctor or nurse that uses chakra to heal.

I then just seemly nod at her.

She then looks at my head, then inspects all of my body thoroughly,

"Suna?" She then asked,

Thinking that the girl probably finds out where I am from, even though I didn't even know if I am from it, I then nod.

"Oh, uh. I have 2,000 Ryo. Can you please try to heal my little brother?" She then asks, pulling out two paper that probably worth 1,000 Ryo each,

I then start to look surround me, Looking at the prices. I can just guess that 2,000 probably is like 200 dollars.

Which is probably a lot.

So I nod at her and take the money,

"Great! Follow me!" She then happily says, as she keeps mumbling on how lucky she is encountering me, and how her brother will be healed.

That healing things, I am not sure if I can pull it off, But with my capability of Bullshitting, I probably can tell them something along the line of the brother needs some milk.

Or something like that.

We then went through some housing, until we stop into an apartment complex.

The lady then opens the door with her keys, then scream out who I guess her brother name.

At that then I see a man that actually walking with his arm gushily bleed, and I can even see some white spots from it. If you look it closely, you can see the wound that actually has the bone, tendons, or deep skin tissue clearly been seen.

"From the look of it, it seems it has been a day or two." I then bullshit with my stoic face.

Then suddenly I hear a gasp from the two siblings.

"How much did you pay her?!" I then hear a harsh whisper from the brother to the sister,

Then suddenly the lady behind me look guilty, "Only 2,000 Ryo," She then guiltily say, didn't dare to look at me nor her own brother.

Then the man just sigh.

"Sorry about my sister," Then his healthy hand tries to check something with his pocket, pulling out 3 more bills. "Here, I am so sorry, and yes, You were right. This wound is one day old, I gain this from the mission." He then sighs at that,

"Why not just get it treated then?" I then ask the question that has been bugging me for a while,

The two then look down, "Our town doesn't have that many Iryo-nin, and the Hospital couldn't heal this," he then shows me his wound,

I then raise my eyebrow at it, "They can't heal that?" I ask as my voice sounded like I mock the Iryo-nin in the town. But I am not, it just, I thought if you are an Iryo-nin, you can just heal anything, and what it needs is time.

They then look down in embarrassment.

"Alright, come here, I will heal you. As you guys nicely pay me," I then spout more bullshit from my mouth,

Looking at his arm, I then put my arms on top of it, Trying to imitate people in the Naruto series.

After a while, a green light then glowing under my arms, and the wound begins to heal itself.

"Good," I then say, causing the two siblings to nod at me happily,

I say that word because I am glad that it's actually working. How? I am not sure.

But knowing this is Naruto world, I will find out where's my husband is.

And probably start to make him, or force, either way, to love me back.

The wound then begins to heal itself. The skins then start mending its own. That is not normal, No, All of this is not normal.

"Alright, My job is done. All you need to do is just try to be careful from now on, and drink milk." I then say, in the last sentence, the two siblings then look confused.

"Milk?" The two then start to look at each other in confusion.

"Yes, Milk, Milk actually a good source for your calcium and protein, Which it seems that you are lacking. It also helps with your bone, to strengthen them. Also, milk can help you from your deformed bone structure and such." I then spout bullshit once more, But it seems the sibling has been accepting my Bullshit as a fact and considering to drink milk every day.

"Perfect. My job is done here, And I need to go," I then say as I look at the dark skies.

Putting my left arm on my pocket, that now contains more than enough money, I then search for any building that looks like an inn. After a while, I then failed.

Causing me to ask people where it is, in the end, a little child point to a building that actually in front of me. He then giggles and says something 'stupid' or something on that line.

"Son of a bitch," I then curse. Entering the building, I then ask for 1 room for 1 person, they ask when am I going to stay in there for,

Which I then answer only for tonight, and leave for the morning. They then charged me 500 Ryo, Causing me to pay them, and go to my own good.

The room looks classic, but the bed is actually on the floor, and no fluffy bed was seen.

It's just a futon.

"Oh lord," I then say as I then make my own bed.

. . .

The annoying sound of my alarm then woke me up, "What an imaginary dream," I then say, As I stand up, I then notice that something different from my clothing.

Looking at it, it's the clothing I use in my dream, "What in the fuck?" I then whisper, walking toward the mirror, I then see myself.

"Ok, my face is not changed." I then whisper,

Then I remember the money!

Opening up the money, I then suddenly see the dollar, instead of Ryos,

And it is lots of them.

"I don't need that shitty job after all," I then say, with a smile.

"That dream, I will make money through that, Though, How am I able to speak Japanese or how I am able to understand them confused me." I then shake my head.

But I have a feeling, that my dream may not be a dream after all.

And probably it is somehow connected to how my husband was able to go to this world and speak English as well.