Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

Upon hearing this, the children below the stage immediately became excited, whispering among themselves. Some were eager to try, while others looked nervous and muttered about how to introduce themselves.

"So, would anyone like to volunteer to be the first one up?" Iruka asked encouragingly.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Naruto Uzumaki, sitting next to you, immediately raised his right hand high, almost leaping out of his seat, his face filled with eagerness, "Me! Me! Iruka-sensei, I'll go first!"

Iruka smiled and nodded. "Alright, then please let Naruto go first."

Naruto stood up abruptly and strode to the center of the stage amidst curious or amused gazes.

He took a deep breath, a bright, sunny smile spreading across his face, and announced in a loud voice.

"Hello everyone! I'm Naruto Uzumaki! My dream is to become the strongest Hokage in the village! To make everyone acknowledge my existence!"

Sure enough, a burst of unrestrained laughter and whispers immediately erupted from the audience.

"The Hokage?" "Him?" Various voices of distrust and mockery clearly reached Naruto's ears.

Naruto didn't care at all; his gaze unconsciously drifted to you in the back corner.

You are looking at him, and there is no mockery, no contempt, not even any emotion in your eyes, just a calm gaze.

But that was enough for him! It seemed to give him boundless courage and strength, and he was determined to prove himself through his actions!

"Hmm..." Naruto scratched his head and continued loudly, "What I like is instant noodles! Especially miso chashu ramen!" He paused, a suspicious blush suddenly appearing on his face, and looked at you with renewed determination, speaking even louder than before.

"What I like even more is Nagi-chan, who I can eat ramen with every day in the future!"

The classroom erupted in an uproar! No one had expected Naruto to be so bold as to express his feelings for that gloomy Uchiha girl in front of the whole class!

Sitting in the corner, the moment you heard those words, even with your almost expressionless composure, the corner of your mouth twitched involuntarily.

You subconsciously rub your forehead, wishing you could immediately cover your face or use teleportation to leave this embarrassing classroom.

The feeling of being confessed to in public was even more troublesome and...uncomfortable than being surrounded by ten elite Jonin.

Naruto, however, acted as if he had accomplished a remarkable feat, completely ignoring the reactions of the entire class, and continued to shout loudly, "The thing I hate is the three minutes of waiting for instant noodles!"

After saying that, as if afraid of being stopped, he quickly ran back to his seat, plopped down, and immediately moved closer to you, his face flushed with shyness, and asked in a low voice.

"Nagi-chan! What do you think of my introduction?"

You slowly lower your hand from your forehead, look at the face in front of you that is full of desire for praise, remain silent for two seconds, and then answer in a flat tone that reveals no emotion.

“Well said.” You paused, then added, “There won’t be a next time.”

"???" Naruto's smile froze instantly, as if several huge question marks had appeared above his head.

He scratched his head, completely unsure whether you were praising him, scolding him... or both?

The next person Iruka called to come up to the stage was Uchiha Sasuke. He stood up with a cold face and walked towards the stage with steady but obviously displeased steps.

Naruto's reckless declaration just now felt like a thorn in his heart, making him inexplicably angry.

He stood in the center of the podium, his gaze sweeping coldly over the entire class. Finally, almost inadvertently, he glanced at you in the back row, then quickly looked away, as if it were just a casual glance.

“I am Uchiha Sasuke.” His voice was cold. “I have no dreams.” He paused deliberately, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp and cold, filled with a deep-seated hatred. “But I do have an ambition: to revive the Uchiha clan and to kill a certain man.”

These words, filled with hatred and resolve, made the air in the classroom freeze for a moment.

He glanced at the back row again, seemingly observing your reaction, his tone even more indifferent.

"There's nothing I particularly like," he said quickly, as if trying to hide something, "but there are a lot of people I dislike." His words were pointed, his gaze seemingly sweeping over Naruto, or perhaps encompassing others.

After speaking, he ignored the reactions from the audience, walked straight off the stage, and returned to his seat.

His extraordinary appearance, burdened with deep hatred, instantly captured the hearts of most of the girls in the class.

The classroom was immediately filled with whispers and suppressed screams of "So handsome!" "So stylish!" "So cool!"

"Hmph!" Naruto snorted in dissatisfaction upon seeing this, leaned closer to you, and spoke in a volume he thought was very quiet, but which was actually loud enough for everyone around to hear.

"Nagi-chan, don't let this arrogant guy fool you!"

You remained silent, watching him without saying anything, which made Naruto feel uneasy.

When it was Sakura Haruno's turn to go on stage, she was visibly nervous. She first secretly glanced at Sasuke's profile in the first row, her heart racing, and then, as if seeking strength, turned her gaze to you.

You felt Sakura's gaze and nodded very slightly at her.

Sakura took a deep breath, her smile returning, and walked to the front of the classroom, speaking in a clear, crisp voice.

"Hello everyone, I'm Sakura Haruno, and my dream is... to become an excellent ninja."

She paused, her gaze quickly sweeping over Sasuke and you again, her cheeks slightly flushed, "Hmm... I like... a lot of things."

This "many" seems to include certain people and things that are inconvenient to mention, but "there's nothing particularly hateful about it!"

After giving this cautious self-introduction, Sakura seemed to have completed a difficult task, breathed a slight sigh of relief, and quickly walked back to her seat.

When Hinata Hyuga's name was called by Iruka-sensei, she lowered her head and moved to the center of the podium with small, almost inaudible steps.

Her fingers nervously poked at each other, her fair cheeks already flushed red, as if they were about to bleed.

"I...I am...Hinata Hyuga..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, as light as a snowflake falling to the ground, and almost immediately disappeared into the air of the classroom.

She seemed to want to say something more, about dreams, about hobbies, but overwhelming shyness and the panic of facing so many unfamiliar eyes left her mind blank. Her lips trembled a few times, but in the end, she couldn't say anything.

Some questioning, even doubtful, glances and whispers began to emanate from the audience.

What did she say?

"I can't hear you..."

Is the young lady of the Hyuga family this shy?

These gazes and whispers pierced Hinata's sensitive heart like needles. Her pure white eyes quickly filled with glistening tears. Unable to bear the suffocating embarrassment any longer, she hurriedly ran back to her seat.

She buried her face in her arms, her shoulders trembling slightly, her heart filled with self-loathing and frustration.

I messed up again... I'm so embarrassed... Everyone's probably laughing at me...

This little incident didn't cause much of a stir in the noisy classroom and was quickly overshadowed by the excitement of the other children.

You keenly noticed Hinata's almost overflowing disappointment and embarrassment. After a moment of silence, you took out a plain, dark-colored handkerchief from your pocket and handed it to Naruto, who was peeking at the podium.

"For Hinata."

Naruto was taken aback at first, then instinctively took the handkerchief. Then, as if he'd discovered something amazing, he brought the handkerchief to his nose, took a deep breath, and exclaimed with delight, "Wow! It's Nagi-chan's scent! It smells so good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gaze carrying real pressure fall on him.

He met your dark eyes, devoid of any emotion, yet instantly sending chills down his spine—a silent, deathly gaze.

Naruto immediately cowered, shrank his neck, and obediently said "Oh." He turned around and impatiently patted Hinata's table.

Hinata looked up in surprise, her eyes blurry with tears as she gazed at Naruto who had suddenly appeared.

Naruto held out the handkerchief in his palm and said irritably, "Here, Nagi-chan asked me to give this to you! Do you want it? If not, I'll..."

He was going to say, "I'll keep it for myself," after all, it was a handkerchief that smelled like Nagi-chan!

Before he could finish speaking, Hinata snatched the handkerchief from his palm with lightning speed, clutching it tightly as if it were a priceless treasure.

She lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "...Thank you."

Naruto looked at his empty palm and pouted unhappily, but seeing Hinata's cherished expression, he didn't say anything more and reluctantly turned back.

His attention was quickly drawn to the next student who went up on stage to introduce himself.

Hinata clutched the handkerchief tightly, as if it were a lifeline.

She quietly raised her head and quickly glanced at your profile. Her heart began to pound uncontrollably. She carefully brought the handkerchief to her nose and gently sniffed it.

The cool, slightly bitter herbal fragrance instantly enveloped her, strangely calming her inner turmoil and shame.

So reassuring...

So gentle...

She carefully folded the handkerchief and placed it preciously in her inner pocket, hiding it closest to her heart.

The boy sitting in front of you has two striking red symmetrical markings on his face and his hair stands on end like a hedgehog. He is holding a fluffy white puppy in his arms.

"I am Kiba Inuzuka!" His voice was loud and clear, filled with an indomitable spirit, and his eyes swept across the entire class with piercing intensity.

"My dream is also to become Hokage!" he said, giving Naruto in the back row a deliberately provocative glare. "And I want to be better than anyone else!"

"Hey! What do you mean by that?!" Naruto couldn't sit still any longer and stood up to argue.

"Behave yourself." A slightly cool hand rested on his shoulder. You didn't even look at Naruto, just gave him a brief warning.

Naruto instantly deflated like a cat whose scruff of the neck had been pinched. He tried to charm you with his pitiful eyes, but you completely ignored him, your gaze calmly fixed on Kiba Inuzuka on the podium.

Kiba Inuzuka, having been 'suppressed,' proudly raised his chin and continued, "My favorite things include my good friend Akamaru!"

He affectionately nuzzled the puppy in his arms, "And dog food and beef jerky!" His preferences were quite straightforward.

“I hate cats!” He wrinkled his nose, his tone disgusted. “Because Akamaru hates them!”

Kiba Inuzuka comes from the Inuzuka clan and has a cheerful and outgoing personality. His introduction was simple and direct, full of youthful energy. Coupled with the adorable Akamaru, he won applause from many students in the audience.

He returned to his seat with his head held high amidst enthusiastic applause, and didn't forget to turn around and make a smug face at Naruto again.

Naruto could only glare back angrily, but dared not make any further moves, for fear of upsetting you again.

Next up is the boy in sunglasses who stood next to you during the Third Generation's speech.

He walked steadily onto the podium, adjusted his sunglasses, and began his self-introduction in his characteristic, flat tone.

What he said left most of the students completely confused. He went into detail about the heritage of the Aburame clan, as well as the habits, training methods, and various applications of the 'parasitic insects' that coexist with their clan in reconnaissance and combat...

Chapter 294 - Wall Slam

The content was too technical and bizarre, and coupled with his low-key, almost invisible image, everyone in the audience quickly lost interest, began to daydream, and started whispering among themselves.

When he finished his introduction and calmly walked back to his seat, everyone probably quickly forgot what he had specifically said.

After listening to Shino Aburame's self-introduction, you, who hadn't reacted much until now, tilted your head slightly and thought, "She has no presence...that's interesting."

"Huh?" Naruto immediately perked up his ears upon hearing your words, trying to observe Shino Aburame in the front row, attempting to find out what was "interesting" about him.

But after looking at it for a long time, apart from the small sunglasses and the thick coat, he couldn't find anything special. In the end, he could only scratch his head in confusion and sigh once again that his way of thinking was indeed beyond his comprehension.

When Nara Shikamaru's name was called, he slowly stood up and dragged himself to the center of the podium.

He yawned lazily, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said in a weak voice.

"Sigh... I'm Nara Shikamaru, and my dream..."

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, "It's just about finding an ordinary girl to marry, having an ordinary child, and living an ordinary life..."

"Shikamaru-kun!" Iruka-sensei interrupted him, both amused and exasperated. "As a ninja, you can't be so unambitious! You need to have more drive!"

Shikamaru pursed his lips, seemingly finding the teacher's request troublesome in itself. He shrugged and readily changed his tune.

“...Then, I’ll just live out my life peacefully.” This change of heart was almost the same as not changing at all. “I usually like to stare at the clouds in a daze and do nothing,” he added, with a hint of longing in his tone. “I hate all troublesome things.”

After saying that, he seemed to have completed some kind of hard labor, quickly slipped back to his seat, and lay down on the table again.

Looking at him from below the stage, Yamanaka Ino sighed and rubbed her forehead, but still secretly gave him a thumbs up, as a way of affirming his ultimate dream of being safe and sound.

When it was Ino's turn, she walked briskly onto the podium, her high golden ponytail swaying lively with her movements.

"I am Yamanaka Ino!" Her voice was clear and bright, accompanied by a confident smile. "My dream... is probably to become a popular female ninja!"

As she spoke, she glanced shyly at Uchiha Sasuke in the first row, her tone becoming somewhat meaningful, "I like flowers, and..."

Ino paused, not saying it explicitly, but her girlish thoughts were almost obvious, "There's nothing I dislike right now!"

After she went down, Choji Akimichi walked leisurely onto the stage while crunching on potato chips.

"I am Choji Akimichi," he said, his voice slightly muffled by food in his mouth, "My dream is..."

He seemed so focused on eating that he forgot to talk about his dreams, or perhaps in a foodie's world, dreams and food are one and the same.

"I love barbecue, barbecue-flavored potato chips... all delicious things!" His eyes lit up when he talked about his favorite foods. "I hate it when people say I'm fat or steal my food." This is very much in line with the characteristics of the Akimichi clan.

His introduction was simple and straightforward, with a childlike innocence, which elicited good-natured laughter from everyone.

Finally, it's your turn, the one who has attracted countless eyes from the very beginning, yet has always remained aloof.

When Iruka-sensei called out the name "Uchiha Nagi," the previously noisy classroom fell silent almost instantly.

All eyes, whether curious, inquisitive, admiring, or with complex emotions, were drawn to the corner.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, you walked calmly and steadily to the center of the stage and stood still.