I'm drawing manga in Naruto

Why would such a young child ask about savings?

“The Nara family owns a small shop near our clan's territory. I want to take over that shop and turn it into a manga shop, specializing in selling the manga I draw.”

Akabane revealed his purpose.

He has no money and it's too tiring to earn it himself, so he can only ask his parents for money to make ends meet. Besides, he's just a child...

Kurama Chiaki was stunned for a long time after hearing this. Buy a shop?

They were just ordinary members of the Kurama clan. If Akabane hadn't awakened his bloodline limit, he might never have had any connection with the clan's higher-ups in his entire life.

As for daily necessities, Chiaki's money as a special Jonin was more than enough, but it was far from enough to buy a shop. So Akabane's request initially surprised him, and then he was troubled.

"Child, you're about to become a genin and will need to participate in various missions. You might not have as much time to draw after that. Wouldn't it be a waste to open a comic book store?"

Kurama Saki noticed her husband's predicament and spoke gently to Akabane.

Akabane knew they probably didn't have that much money, so he revealed his true purpose: "That's not important. The clan has no shortage of money. It's just a small shop. We can just tell the clan."

"That's what I said..."

“Father, I am now a genius in the clan. I am the only bloodline limit awakener of my generation. The clan will definitely approve of me.”

Seeing his father's dilemma, Akabane lowered his voice and said.

"Isn't this bad?"

His parents were somewhat hesitant.

"There's nothing wrong with it; your son is worth that much."

The two were simply used to being ordinary people within their clan and were unable to adapt to the power shift that came with their new identities.

Akabane doesn't need resources in illusion, ninjutsu, or other areas. Asking for some money is not unreasonable at all. He doesn't want to display his talents for nothing and end up getting no benefit at all.

Chapter 13 The Most Impressive Clone

"Child, you..."

Both Kurama Chiaki and Kurama Saki were shocked.

Akabane is too mature, too mature for a child, especially in the last two weeks.

"Never mind, the child is grown up and should have their own pursuits..."

Although Kurama Chiaki possessed exceptional Jonin abilities, he was not considered a high-ranking member of the Kurama clan and was not a bloodline limit awakener, so he knew very little about the Kurama clan's bloodline limits.

Therefore, in their hearts, they attributed Akabane's affections to the changes brought about by the awakening of his bloodline limit, which resulted in a powerful spiritual force.

"Father, so you're saying you're agreeing to speak to the clan chief for me?"

Hearing this tone, Akabane knew in his heart that the matter was half accomplished.

Kurama Chiaki nodded, his expression complicated as he stroked Akabane's hair, and said, "I'll talk to the clan about this. Even if they don't agree, I have some money on hand..."

"Don't worry, the tribe will definitely agree."

Akabane was very confident in this point, because ninja clans had no shortage of money.

Every day, a member of a relatively unknown family throws around expensive consumables like shuriken, kunai, and explosive tags like they're rice.

The Kurama clan is just experiencing a generational gap and is far from declining.

The family of three slowly returned to their home from school. As soon as they got home, Akabane went to his room to draw comics.

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

Back in the house, he immediately formed hand seals and cast Shadow Clone Technique, summoning a new tool.

A shadow clone appeared, glanced around, and expressionlessly picked up a paintbrush.

"I don't need to make that face; I'll still be working today."

Akabane chuckled and began working on the paint color scheme.

"Hehe, that's really strange..."

The shadow clone glanced at the original, holding a paintbrush and couldn't help but mock.

As a painting major, even though I was quite lazy in college, I was very good at the basics of making paints, and I quickly prepared all the paints I needed.

After preparing the ingredients, Akabane stood up, stretched, and was about to speak...

"No need to say anything more, I know what you're going to say. Now it's my job."

The shadow clone remained expressionless, dipped its brush in paint, and began to ponder how to begin. Clearly, it hadn't expected Akabane to be of any real help from the start.

He knows himself best. From the beginning, he didn't believe Akabane's nonsense about "working together." If that's the case, why bother being the first to learn the Shadow Clone Technique?

"Don't say that. I need to recover my chakra, I'm not really resting."

Akabane had originally intended to rest for a while, but the clone's sarcastic remarks made him feel embarrassed to actually lie down on the bed, so he changed his mind and sat down cross-legged to prepare to refine his chakra.

He glanced at the system panel and saw that his points had increased to over fifty after he exchanged for the Shadow Clone.

However, as of today, the points have basically stopped changing.

After thinking for a moment, Akabane used all fifty points to exchange for a better physique.

His mental strength is already strong enough relative to his physical strength; he needs to improve his physical strength first.

Of course, the main reason is that mental energy is too expensive.

50 points of mental strength is a watershed moment; below that is a Genin, and above that is a Chunin. It takes 50 points to increase one point.

If he were to exchange it for mental energy, he could only get 1 point. What could he do with just one point of mental energy?

Adding 5 points to physical fitness makes a completely different difference.

Not only his body, but even his chakra recovery and quantity seemed to have increased slightly, which was a godsend for Akabane.

Then, Akabane sat down cross-legged and began to refine and restore his chakra.

The shadow clone didn't expect that Akabane really wasn't lazy. Even though he was just sitting there recovering his chakra, he still felt very lucky—so far, he was the most prestigious of all Akabane's shadow clones.

Human happiness...

He sighed slightly, then continued working; the purpose of the "tool" was to paint in place of the real person.

Although he also wanted to be a lazy bum as an avatar, he felt he needed to work harder so that he could have more companions to help him draw as soon as possible, and at least bring along the part that the original didn't draw.

He needs to finish the content for the fourth or even fifth episode today, so that he can arrange to print more in the following days and wait for the store to open.

As for the comic shop, he is just as concerned about it as his clone, for the same reason as above—to have more unfortunate shadow clone companions as soon as possible.

of course……

Akabane himself was also working hard; with his physique and powerful mental strength, his chakra recovery was much faster than most genin.

He quickly recovered most of the chakra he had used to create a shadow clone, and after restoring everything, he got up and created a second one.

"I've found you a companion, now I really need to rest."

Akabane lay in bed conserving his energy. The two clones were a real burden on him right now, and he was afraid that if he didn't get enough rest, he would faint when he had to dispel the shadow clones.

He lay down, and the two shadow clones exchanged a glance before looking at the real man on the bed.

Card face!

Yingfen, who was painting, was overjoyed and worked even harder.

Meanwhile, at the Hokage Building, Sarutobi Nenichi arrived to report on today's test results.

Hiruzen Sarutobi listened to this, but in fact, Konoha's biggest voyeur had already seen the entire battle in the crystal ball. Moreover, what he saw was even clearer than what Hiruzen Sarutobi, the teacher on the scene, saw.

After all, there were many details that Sarutobi Nenichi couldn't see clearly, but with the telescope technique, he could see them all clearly.

“We will handle Uchiha Ryo as you said. As for the other members of the Uchiha clan, they can graduate as usual.”

Sarutobi Hiruzen said.

"Yes!"

Sarutobi Nenichi received the order and left the office.

The third generation took out his pipe, lit it, and pondered as he smoked.

On his desk was a group list, with Kurama Akabane, Hatake Sakumo, and Mitarai Shiyo in one column, while the teacher's name in front of them was still blank.

In the end, he still filled in his name—Shimura Danzo.

"Summon Danzo here."

Not long after, a figure knocked on the door and entered. It was none other than Shimura Danzo!

He picked up the list, glanced at it, and said, "These three are the people you carefully selected..."

Danzo is currently the head of the Anbu, and his "roots" still belong to the Anbu; he is not completely independent.

“That’s right. For the next year, you will be their mentor, but remember, you can’t use the old methods.”

Hiruzen Sarutobi was extremely strict about this, allowing no room for error.

"You seem to have a lot of faith in them."

Danzo picked up the list, chuckled, and left.

"They are all geniuses; a year is more than enough."

Hiruzen Sarutobi said, "As for a year from now, I have other plans. You can go back and work on your roots."

"A year is the same for you."

Danzo, with a meaningful glance, turned and slowly walked away.

Chapter 14: A Glimpse of the Belly

"Oh!"

With a bang, the shadow clones ran out of chakra and automatically disintegrated.

As Akabane lay in bed resting with his eyes closed, a sudden surge of energy washed over him, followed by a jumble of random thoughts and a profound sense of exhaustion.

In that instant, he felt incredibly sleepy and almost fell asleep.

"Luckily, I created two clones one after the other. If I had created two or three clones like Naruto, I would probably be unconscious in bed by now."

Akabane felt a surge of relief mixed with a sense of sorrow.

The protagonist is awesome, especially since he's the reincarnation of Ashura's chakra. People as miserable as me can only take things one step at a time.

"Akaba, Father is back."

Just as he was lamenting and sighing, Kurama Chiaki's voice came from downstairs. It was clear that his adoptive father was very happy, and the matter must have been settled.

"You continue here for now, I'll go down and ask our comic book shop."

Akabane stood up and spoke to his shadow clone.

While there's no need to comfort another version of yourself, you still need to occasionally take care of the emotions of the "tool" person.

"Ha, you're even more of an eyesore here. You'd better leave sooner rather than later."

Akabane listened in silence for a while.

These clones are all so outrageous, they're not cute at all.

"Never mind, it's all my fault, there's no point in arguing." He went downstairs and saw Kurama Chiaki holding a piece of paper.

"This is the land deed for that shop. From today onwards, that shop is yours."

Has the shop belonging to the Shikame family in Nara been acquired?

Akabane was somewhat surprised; was the Kurama family really this efficient?

He strode over and took the land deed from Kurama Chiaki's hand. The deed had the shop's address written on it, and underneath it were drawn the ninjutsu marks unique to the Kurama clan.

"One ninjutsu mark is enough. Ninjas are so convenient."

Akabane glanced at it and confirmed that it was indeed the land deed for that shop, and that it now belonged to the Kurama clan.

But hey, it'll be mine sooner or later!

As the only genius of his generation with a bloodline limit, the future of the Kurama clan is in his hands, but just thinking about it makes one feel that being the clan leader must be exhausting.