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The protagonist is an accidental time traveler - he didn't wait, didn't guess, only dreamed, but ended up in history, which he didn't pay much attention to. He was just lucky with his lineage.
Ryo is a new member of the Nara clan, from the Uzumaki lineage on his father's side, and it so happened that he was born not at the beginning of the known plot, but more than three decades and two world wars later. Now he has to figure out how to get out of this situation however he can.
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Red Nara

- We'll see - these bastards have at least a couple dozen shinobi, otherwise they wouldn't have cleaned up Black Lotus in one night," the brothel owner sighed heavily, "except that now we can bargain a little. By the way, how were they spotted?

- They went to the window of the office, - said the chunin-sensor, - that's when we grabbed them, except that the bastards were experienced and did not manage to crush them at once.

- Most likely for documents and money," Akira nodded, glad that everything important was kept in the seals of his body and that the office was just stuff like tax papers and cost estimates. "Is anyone hurt?

- I got hit in the arm, boss," came the chunin from the shift.

Healing the not particularly deep wound on his subordinate's bicep, Kanpeki Ningyo looked down at his bare feet, covered in street dirt, and sighed as he climbed down from the roof on his arm, jumping into the bedroom in one motion.

The attack had happened deep in the night and it was still a long way from dawn, so he decided to go back to bed, rinsing his feet beforehand of course. There was no need to worry about another attack, but tomorrow he would have to receive unwanted guests and maybe fight again, so he should at least get a good night's sleep.

- What the hell is going on in the capital!? - I couldn't help but shout as I paced around the room worriedly.

If the first report of what was going on had made me a little tense, since even the latest summary of the clan's spy network had nothing on the subject - which was nonsense, really, without a serious cover-up - then the subsequent data packets with the activation of the emergency request for help through the seal that had woken me up that night and made me jump out of bed, quickly moving to the basement, knocked the sleep out of my head faster than diving into ice water.

The puppet's open chakra feeding sucked two-thirds of my reserve out of me within ten minutes, clearly indicative of Akira's intense battle with an unknown enemy.

It was definitely the same guys who had attacked the Scarlet Lodge and tried to take it over by eliminating the owner. The second fight the next night was news to me, when the negotiator and his entourage showed up to discuss the clone's further relations with a new force - he was firmly convinced that everything would end with a game of muscle.

Who could have known that instead of haggling and agreeing on an acceptable portion of the dough for the business, these idiots would demand half of the income and on Akira's offer of a much more modest portion, would simply attack and try to kill him without further ado.

It was very lucky that I had significantly modified the bodies of each clone and the chakra control remained at the proper level, allowing to ignite the source much faster and most importantly - unnoticed by others. And to go after an iryonin ready to fight in hand-to-hand combat... may they rest in peace.

Akira killed the team and one more shinobi within range, after which the mercenaries joined in and the meeting place was blown to smithereens along with the enemy who didn't expect such quick losses. Nine dead against three dead, two wounded, and one critical that the kanpeki ningyo had pulled out. That was yesterday. Today on the other hand... What the fuck is going on out there today!

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Chapter 114