The Ninja World, Konoha Orphanage.
Located in a remote area, the orphanage took in children orphaned by war. To nip any potential trouble in the bud, such a facility could never be built in the central district of the Hidden Leaf Village.
As night fell, the facility—filled only with children and the staff who cared for them—settled into sleep early, far away from the bustling streets. Aside from the chirping of nocturnal insects, the orphanage was swallowed by the dense forest and the surrounding darkness.
At this hour, everyone in the other rooms had long since fallen asleep, but inside the orphanage director's room:
Smack, smack, smack!
Two pale, naked bodies were deeply intertwined, producing a rhythmic, wet slapping sound accompanied by heavy, ragged breathing.
Looking up at the young boy on top of her—who was only eleven or twelve, drenched in sweat and panting heavily—the beautiful woman, who appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, gazed at him with extraordinary tenderness, even as she endured his rough, unbridled lust.
Though her own forehead and body were slick with a fragrant layer of sweat, she let out a soft gasp and reached up with a slender hand to wipe the perspiration from the boy's face. "Are you tired?" she asked gently. "If you are, rest for a bit! But if you still want to fuck, Sister Yakushi will let you have it whenever you want!"
Looking down at the director's face, which was as gentle as a mother's, the boy felt a surge of guilt. She was the one taking the physical toll, yet she was still worrying about him. His already rapid breathing grew even heavier.
"Sister Yakushi, will you have my baby?" the boy asked passionately, gazing into her tender eyes.
"Mm," Nonou responded softly. Seeing this, the boy could no longer hold back his climax.
Sensing the boy's imminent release, Nonou actively ground her hips against him to meet his thrusts. Following a high-pitched, drawn-out moan, everything fell quiet, leaving only the sound of heavy panting in the room.
After a long while, seeing that the boy was still catching his breath, Nonou—whose eyes had momentarily rolled back in ecstasy—recovered her senses. She gently stroked the back of his head and his spine, whispering breathlessly, "Just this once for tonight. Don't exhaust yourself. You have to head to the front lines tomorrow. If you miss me, win the war and come back, and I'll let you fuck me all over again!"
Lifting his head to look into those watery, gentle eyes that seemed capable of embracing the entire world, the boy said firmly, "Don't worry, Sister Director. We will definitely win, and I will come back safely."
"Mm, I believe you, but you must protect yourself!" Nonou urged gently.
As for the story of the young boy and the mature woman in that bed, everything began several years ago.
"Good morning, Saiki-kun!"
"Mm, morning everyone!"
With a mild smile, Saiki greeted his classmates at the Ninja Academy before walking to the back row and sitting down by the window—the legendary "protagonist's seat."
His little follower, little Shizune, sat down right beside him.
"Graduation is coming soon, isn't it?"
Looking out the window at the Academy gates, Saiki Shiroya couldn't help but let out a sigh. It had been nearly three years since he crossed over into this world, and nearly three years since he enrolled in the Ninja Academy.
The year was Konoha 44. The smoke from the Second Great Ninja War had not yet completely dissipated, yet border conflicts between the Five Great Nations were intensifying by the day. The Third Great Ninja War would soon break out.
During times of peace, Academy students usually didn't graduate until they were twelve. However, based on his knowledge of Naruto's history, he knew they would likely be forced to graduate early.
His name was Saiki Shiroya, a transmigrator. He had absolutely no memories of this body's parents; he only had his name. He had been picked up from a battlefield and brought back by Tsunade.
Regarding the future, Saiki felt somewhat lost. In this damn world of Naruto, there was no safe harbor. Outside the village, people were constantly destroying entire landscapes, while inside, Konoha was a cesspool of conspiracies and dark schemes.
His current class included Shizune, Kurenai Yuhi, Rin Nohara, Asuma Sarutobi, and Obito Uchiha. As for the rest, they were mere extras; Saiki couldn't be bothered to remember their names.
With the front lines looming, very few of the people in this room would actually survive.
The only reason he remembered Asuma and Obito Uchiha was that one was the Third Hokage's son, and the other was destined to become one of the ultimate behind-the-scenes bosses of the future.
The famous Kakashi Hatake had only attended the Academy for half a year before applying to graduate. He became a Chunin at age six and was already fighting on the front lines.
Even Might Guy—the "Emperor" who would nearly kick the series finale into early completion—despite being a dead-last, had graduated over a year ago at age seven.
Only a guy like Saiki was still laying low in the Academy. For him, the later he graduated, the better.
"Morning, Boss!"
"Oh! Genhai, you're here."
Turning back to look at the energetic boy with black, spiky hair, Saiki smiled. Even though they shared the same spiky hairstyle, it was a pity this boy in front of him didn't possess an "Imagine Breaker" hand to pick up girls.
After greeting Saiki, Genhai turned to the well-behaved Shizune beside him and said, "Good morning, Miss Boss-lady Shizune!"
Hearing this, Shizune's cute little face flushed bright red. "Morning, Genhai, but if you call me that again, I'm going to ignore you!"
Hahaha!
The boy laughed, then turned back to Saiki and asked, "Boss, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing."
The three of them chatting happily quickly drew the annoyance of some other students in the room.
"Tch, what's he so smug about?"
"Watch your mouth, can you even beat him in a fight? Be careful he doesn't hear you."
Saiki had been brought back by Tsunade. After staying at the orphanage for a short period to confirm he wasn't an enemy spy, he moved in to live with Tsunade and Shizune. Consequently, Shizune became Saiki's little shadow.
As for this spiky-haired "Genhai," a character who never appeared in the original story, he had been bullied by his classmates. As his desk-mate, Saiki couldn't just sit back and ignore it.
One thing led to another, and Saiki officially became the "Boss" in Genhai's eyes.
Soon, the teacher entered the classroom.
With graduation approaching, today's lesson was clearly a test of the Three Basic Jutsu: Clone Jutsu, Transformation Jutsu, and Substitution Jutsu. Among these three, the Clone Jutsu was the hardest to master.
Throughout the class, there were bursts of applause and roaring laughter. The Chunin teacher stood to the side holding a clipboard, calling out names one by one.
"Kagami Hyuga!"
A boy from the Hyuga branch family, bearing the characteristic white Byakugan eyes and the typical arrogance of a noble Konoha clan, walked to the podium. His hands blurred through hand signs.
Poof!
A cloud of white smoke erupted, and a clone nearly identical to the Hyuga boy appeared beside him. The Chunin teacher observed it, nodded approvingly, and jotted down a score on the list.
"Kagami Hyuga, 90 points!"
"Next, Saiki Shiroya!"
Hearing his name, Saiki didn't even react before several girls in the class eagerly began cheering him on.
"Go, Saiki!"
"Saiki-kun is the absolute best!"
Shizune also pumped her small fists. "You can do it, Saiki!"
"Go get 'em, Boss!" This was Genhai's encouragement.
It was his turn to take the test, yet these people were more excited and nervous than he was. Saiki was left a bit speechless; he wasn't exactly a dead-last student, so was all this intense encouragement really necessary?
Walking up to the podium, Saiki rapidly formed the hand signs.
Poof!
Another cloud of white smoke burst forth, and out of the smoke appeared a clone that was a flawless replica of Saiki. Compared to Kagami Hyuga before him, Saiki's clone was visibly more perfect. Even though the standard Clone Jutsu only created an intangible phantom with zero combat ability, the clone's expressions and movements were as vivid and lifelike as Saiki himself.
Naturally, before Saiki could even do anything else, the girls who had been cheering for him let out gasps of awe. This wasn't because Saiki's Clone Jutsu was earth-shatteringly powerful, but simply because these little girls were desperately thirsting after his body. Saiki's facial aesthetics were absolutely top-tier.
"Not bad. 95 points!"
The Chunin teacher nodded at Saiki and recorded the score, leaving it ambiguous whether he was grading the jutsu's perfection or the boy's striking appearance.
In all honesty!
Even the Chunin teacher himself couldn't perform a Clone Jutsu this flawlessly. However, 95 points was already exceptionally high; he couldn't give a perfect score, as a teacher always had to leave a little room for improvement.
As a transmigrator, Saiki normally would have followed the standard trope of being a "dead-last" idiot who struggled with the Clone Jutsu. However, his transmigrator "cheat" gave him a massive, unfair advantage in this specific field.
Saiki possessed the powers of the Hana Hana no Mi (Flower-Flower Fruit)—the exact same ability used by Nico Robin of the Straw Hat Pirates in One Piece. He could sprout parts of his body anywhere like blooming flowers, and he could just as easily construct full bodily clones.
Therefore, never mind a standard Clone Jutsu; Saiki's "Flower Clones" were functionally superior even to the Shadow Clones invented by the Second Hokage. Not only did they have physical substance, but they were formed of actual flesh and blood.
Every single movement Saiki made undoubtedly magnetized the eyes of the little girls in the room. Even after he returned to his seat, they continued casting lovestruck, admiring glances his way. And they were only eight or nine years old!
In his old world, touching them would mean a minimum of three years in prison, up to the death penalty.
The maturation rate of children in the Ninja World was just absurd, giving Saiki a bit of a headache.
"Saiki-kun really is amazing..."
Watching his goddess cast an adoring look at Saiki, Obito Uchiha, sitting nearby, had eyes filled with deep jealousy and a blazing inferno of rage, his fists clenched tight.
"That damn bastard. Just like Kakashi Hatake, he's equally detestable. What an arrogant prick!" Obito gritted his teeth as he glared at Saiki, looking as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Right after, Obito drew a scolding from his goddess.
"Obito, you're not allowed to talk about Saiki-kun like that! Saiki-kun is actually a really good person!"
Seeing his goddess lecture him while speaking highly of his rival, Obito's heart shattered instantly. His entire spirit deflated, wilting away in deep despair.