Naruto, your uncle is going to be Hokage!

Naruto, your uncle is going to be Hokage!

Author: Little Insect by the Well

Summary:

　He transmigrates into the body of Minato Namikaze's younger brother, Mirai Namikaze, and masters the four fundamental forces: electromagnetism!

During the Third Shinobi World War, Konoha's Twin Flashes became famous throughout the ninja world.

The yellow flash is incredibly fast; he's the fastest man in the ninja world.

Blue flash hand-crafted railgun, portable simplified Gundam, magnetic field overload.

After disappearing for three years, he returned to find his elder brother and sister-in-law dead, and his young nephew living a miserable life, suffering bullying from the entire village.

Enraged, Namikaze Mirai suppressed Hiruzen, killed Danzo, and quelled Konoha!

Naruto, who was being bullied, suddenly saw a blond figure blocking his way, who turned around and revealed a gentle smile.

"Don't be afraid, my dear nephew, your uncle is very strong!"

(This is the story of a time-traveling uncle who leads his nephew Naruto to conquer the ninja world!)

……

This book is also known as "In Konoha, Leading My Nephew to Destroy the Ninja World!", "The Three-Year Term is Over! Please Bring the Magnetism Madman Back to the Village!", and "My Sister-in-Law Kushina"...

Chapter 1 Naruto, you can call me uncle.

"It's been three years, three years already. I wonder how many people still remember my name, Blue Flash."

In Konoha, atop the towering walls, a figure stands forlornly gazing at the prosperous village below.

Looking out from this vantage point, you can see the rock faces carved into the cliff behind the village, with the last face being the youngest.

"Where is my poor nephew now?"

brush!

Mirai Namikaze leaped from the high wall, her body arcing through the air before plunging into the village below, sunlight illuminating her sharply defined profile.

And... that head of brilliant blonde hair.

"who!?"

The ninjas guarding the walls of Konoha were covered in sweat and chased after the figure that had leaped into the village in a panic.

This is Konoha, the foremost of the Five Great Ninja Villages!! How could ninjas so easily break in, treating their defenses like nothing at all!

If the Hokage finds out, they'll be in big trouble!

"Wait! That person looks familiar."

Gazing at the golden hair shimmering in the sunlight, one of them looked astonished, a hint of confusion rising in his heart.

After that brief hesitation, the figure disappeared into the buildings of Konoha in a few swift movements.

"We'd better inform the Hokage quickly. If it really is that person returning, something terrible is likely to happen to the village..."

Thinking about what had happened in the village in recent years, and the man's notorious reputation, the two couldn't help but shudder.

Not good.

Something big is about to happen!

……

The streets of Konoha were bustling with people, and the shouts of vendors and the sounds of children snuggling in their parents' arms blended together, creating a lively atmosphere.

In this atmosphere, however, a lone figure walked alone in a corner of the street.

His thin orange shirt had turned yellow and wrinkled from repeated washing, and his grayish-brown trousers were covered in dirt and tears. His sallow cheeks gave him a listless appearance.

"Is that the child?"

Stay away from him, don't play with him!

"A fox spirit!"

The curses and scorn pierced the heart of three-year-old Naruto like needles, dimming the light in his azure eyes like a damp ember.

"So many people died in the village, including the fourth generation couple, all because of him!"

"Why doesn't this guy just die?"

Malice, like black tentacles, enveloped Naruto, suffocating and oppressing him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Three-year-old Naruto walked down the street with his head down, offering no rebuttal and silently enduring the malice that even adults would find difficult to bear.

He didn't know why he had to go through all this, why he was being scorned by these people, as if he had been enduring all of this since he was born.

He has become numb.

Naruto's foot suddenly stopped, his gaze fixed on a mask hanging in the shop across the street, and his dim eyes suddenly lit up slightly.

On the mask, simple red patterns outlined a bright red fox face, and Naruto suddenly felt a longing for this mask.

He wanted the mask.

The child's small hands rummaged in the pocket, finding only a few loose coins.

"Uncle, can I use this money to buy that mask...?"

Three-year-old Naruto opened his palm as if sharing his most precious treasure, holding out the few coins, his azure eyes filled with longing and hope as he looked at the middle-aged merchant.

pat!

The hard mask was viciously smashed against Naruto's forehead by the vendor, making a sound like an egg breaking.

"Ouch! Ouch, ouch, ouch!!!"

Caught off guard by the unexpected attack, Naruto fell backward and landed heavily on the ground.

"You stinky fox demon! Don't come near me and dirty my shop! If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

The red-patterned fox mask bounced a few times on the ground and rolled to Naruto's feet. Naruto's eyes instantly filled with tears, but before they could spill, the gloating curses around him suffocated him.

"That's how you have to deal with a fox demon! Who told him to kill so many villagers!"

"A fox spirit wearing a fox mask, what a perfect match!"

"See that? Never play with this guy, he's really creepy!"

……

Three-year-old Naruto could no longer hold back, and large tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong?"

He could only utter questions that sounded like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

Why did he have to suffer this unfair treatment?

Why would these adults inflict all their malice on a three-year-old?

What did he do wrong?

But his weak voice was instantly drowned out by the gloating and scornful contempt around him.

The villagers, who had come to watch the spectacle, swarmed around Naruto like vultures drawn by the stench of a corpse, tearing at his flesh and blood.

A large hand picked up the mask lying on the ground, gently patted off the dust, then knelt down and placed the mask in Naruto's hand.

Naruto stopped crying, raised his head, and stared blankly at that gentle smiling face.

For some reason, although he had never met the man in front of him before, he felt a special sense of familiarity.

That was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Namikaze Mirai stood up, and as she turned around, her eyes were already icy cold.

"Apologize to him!"

"Apologize? Apologize to this jinx? Are you kidding me!"

The vendor squinted, his gaze fixed on Bofeng Weilai with ill intent.

The villagers watching from the surrounding area looked at Namikaze Mirai with surprise, some even whispering and sneering.

Namikaze Mirai has been away from the village for so long that many villagers have forgotten his existence.

Even though some villagers felt the face looked familiar, they couldn't quite place it.

"I don't like repeating myself."

Several arcs of lightning flashed in Miki Namikaze's azure eyes. A slight electromagnetic force compressed the surrounding air, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the street.

In the Third Shinobi World War, the number of ninjas who died at his hands was even greater than that of the Yellow Flash!

"Private Marseille! Forgive me!!!"

The vendor, who had been stubborn just a second ago, immediately knelt down, tears streaming down his face, and kowtowed repeatedly.

A foul, fishy smell emanated from his crotch, soaking most of his trousers.

Faced with this terrifying pressure, even a seasoned Jonin would find it difficult to withstand, let alone a merchant who wasn't even a ninja.