SHINOBI WORLD,

LAND OF PORT TOWN,

20TH/MAY/ KONOHA 6TH FOUNDATION YEAR,

EVENING--5:00 P.M,

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Author's P.O.V,

On a wooden bench, a teenager could be seen sitting, clutching his hair in frustration.

He wore a white kimono with crimson dragon embroidery, exuding a striking appearance with his crimson hair and golden pupils encircled by a thin green hue.

His face held a childish charm juxtaposed with a wild allure, akin to an untamed beast.

Despite being surrounded by hundreds of onlookers, the youth paid no heed to the attention he garnered. He was lost in thought to the extent that even if a goddess were to appear before him unclothed, he would ignore her.

This enigmatic figure was Shin, also known as Red Shirogane, who miraculously survived the blast of the Tailed Beast Bomb. The reasons behind his survival would be clarified in subsequent chapters.

Meanwhile, a team of Chunin arrived to investigate the crowd's gathering and found the youth on the bench.

"Disperse them!"

"Hai!" x2

The Chunin leader ordered his subordinates to scatter the crowd, which they promptly did.

Within moments, the crowd dissipated, leaving only the devilishly handsome yet childish Red, still lost in his thoughts and oblivious to the commotion.

"Take him away!"

"Hmm!"

The Chunin leader observed the youth for a moment before instructing one of his men to escort him to the inquiry room for questioning.

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As an experienced Chunin, he deduced from the youth's attire and demeanor that he must be a young noble or the son of a Daimyo. Thus, he resolved to gather information about him to ensure his safe return home, potentially earning a hefty reward in the process. Which was his main motive.

"Hey, kid, come with us!"

"Huh!" (oOo)

While the leader deliberated over his actions, his subordinate approached Red and gently shook him, understanding his unspoken directive to extend a polite invitation.

However, Red, still immersed in his thoughts, was startled by the gentle push from the unknown Chunin. His initial reaction was to retort sharply.

"Hey, what do you want?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Just come with us, and we'll ask you some questions. Answer them, and we'll ensure you're safely returned home. How about it?"

"Okay."

After snapping out of his confusion, Red responded somewhat harshly, which might have irked a less experienced individual. However, the Chunin, unfazed, explained the situation to his potential informant.

After some contemplation, Red decided to accompany them, considering it safer than venturing alone into the village. He knew he had to travel with a shinobi to reach Sunagakure, given that it had been two years since he left the village and he might not be recognized anymore.

The Chunin led him to a modest cabin, constructed in an old-fashioned triangular hut style, which Red found rather bland.

The interior, though not extravagant, appeared luxurious from a commoner's perspective. Three tables adorned with papers, chairs positioned in front and behind each table, and a black box filled to the brim with what appeared to be money constituted the cabin's furnishings.

As the Chunin lit a lamp and took a seat at one of the tables, he gestured for Red to sit at the middle table, which seemed of higher quality than the others.

"Swish!"

As Red settled into his chair, a swishing sound filled the room, and the Chunin leader materialized in front of him, taking his place at the table.

Perhaps, he sought to impress Red.

"So, who are you? State your name, residence, and your closest associate."

Seated, the leader bombarded Red with questions, seemingly undeterred.

"I am known as Red Shirogane. Nephew of the Shodai Kazekage and Chiyo. I reside in Sunagakure."

Swish!

"..."

"HuhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Red's response echoed that of a certain emo character from the original canon. He then produced a scroll resembling identification and tossed it to the Chunin leader.

The Chunin grabbed the scroll and perused its contents incredulously. After reading for a while, his eyes widened in shock, resembling ripe tomatoes.

He exclaimed as loudly as he could, startled by the revelation that the youth before him was the very person Sunagakure had been searching for tirelessly for a year, yet had failed to locate.

After regaining his composure, he scrutinized Red's face closely and asked in a no-nonsense tone,

"Are you kidding me?"

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To be continued...