Training(Edited).

To tell the truth, it would be a lie if I said I wasn't interested in how all this could end, because in my previous life I really liked the Naruto anime. It excites and makes me nervous when I think that there could be a different ending. It's a shame that I only remember some things and don't recall the ending, but I'm sure that in some near future I'll remember it, yet it still excites me.

I know I shouldn't be thinking about these things that could incite me to do something stupid over something I don't like, but it's a feeling I can't stop, yet I'll still try to control it while I'm still weak, I think.

Anyway, let's stop thinking about those things that aren't my problem at the moment; today is training day.

Before my current and possible future ambitions, there is strength, which is important if you want to do something, especially in this world.

Without further interruptions, I'm going to train.

I find myself walking in a forest because the village is not suitable for training and I don't want anyone bothering me; I came here where there is only nature.

I take off the top garment; this became a habit because it felt uncomfortable when I trained and sweated.

You can see that my body is starting to look more defined, especially in the arms (it's just his perception). The pectorals are still not noticeable (because there aren't any); the abs are also starting to show (due to exercise, the fat is beginning to disappear). I must also mention that in the middle of my abs, there is a scar from when Tenten almost killed me with a kunai. When I asked her what she was doing carrying a kunai in her hand even as a child, she told me that day she had borrowed it from her mom to know what it feels like to handle a ninja's tools, which, due to her excitement and lack of care, ended in tragedy.

That's what he told me, more or less what I had already speculated, but what surprised me was that his mom was a shinobi.

The last time I saw her, she didn't look like one, especially with that gentle smile. It seems appearances can be deceiving; that tells me I should be more careful with what I see, who knows what surprises a person might bring.

After taking off my shirt, I begin my physical training to try to develop my haki. You might wonder why I don't practice chakra instead; yes, I thought about that too, but I realized I don't have talent in that area, so I focused on improving my body, which is, of course, the foundation for generating chakra.

First, he drained all the chakra from my body.

And now you might be wondering why I'm throwing all the chakra from my body (not literally all of it), and that's because I remembered certain people with long eyebrows who train their bodies to madness, but strangely I haven't seen or remembered in the anime that they release any kind of haki, and that's how my suspicion begins.

Haki is the manifestation of one's will through bodily, mental, and spiritual energy, but the types with long eyebrows do not have haki despite fully meeting the conditions.

My suspicion is that chakra, I believe that chakra in this world replaced haki, making it impossible for haki to manifest in the body (crazy theories).

Due to these doubts, I have decided that to avoid regretting it if something goes wrong, I will train by draining my chakra to then push my body to the limit and see if I can achieve haki.

But this is all my assumption; I don't know if it will be correct or if I'm just overthinking, since remember that I used a card that connected me to the three types of haki, but just in case, I'm going to do it this way.

I raise my hand and place it on the surface of a tree, concentrating all my chakra in the palm of my hand, expelling it through my pores onto the surface. I can feel how my little chakra fades from view; I can hear how the tree cracks on the surface until my imprint is left on it. Even though my chakra has an unstable appearance, the destructive power it holds is still visible. Little by little, I end up feeling tired because my body recognizes chakra as a driving force, and losing it exhausts me a lot.

I feel very tired, as if I had just gone through a long battle, but still, I continue with my training.

I go towards the nearest stone, one of regular size, I place it between my arms and start exercising.

After a while, I feel more tired, my legs and arms start to tremble as well, but the pain worsens. I decide to stop because when I return, I don't want to faint due to excessive training. Right now, I'm out of chakra and very tired.

I put on my shirt and head back to the village because I feel very tired.

I can see that the sun is already starting to set.

Arriving at my front door, I can see the neighbor, whose name I still don't know, coming out of her house.

When I see her, she also looks at me. Seeing this, of course, even if I feel tired, I smile at her. There are tags I don't forget to make; she returns my smile with one too, apparently already accustomed.

I enter the house; I don't have time to do anything else. I'm too tired for that; I can hear the bed calling my name in my mind, telling me to get into it.

I reach my room, I can't take it anymore, I make the effort to quickly take off all my clothes; as best as I can, I lunge at her, getting inside her.

Ahhh, it really feels good to be inside after doing quite a bit of exercise.

With this, I conclude my daily tasks. Well, this is my day-to-day; it's not that I feel very satisfied, but I don't complain much. That said, I close my eyes and start to sleep.

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I'm walking, everything around me is blurry...

I can see a lady ahead.

Her face looks blurry, but I don't think much of it as if it were normal.

I can see that he extends his hand to me, indicating that I held it.

Unconsciously, I raised my hand and started approaching step by step and...

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Phew, I'm tired, every time I write this I get emotional and I get married every time.

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