The Dimensional Tavern of the Mefilas Alien

After pondering for a long time, the Third Generation still couldn't come up with a solution. He had far too little information; perhaps only by going there in person could he determine the truth.

But he is the Kage of the village, a pillar of Konoha. If he acts rashly and something goes wrong, not only he will bear the consequences, but the entire village will.

Just as the third generation was deep in thought, the office door was suddenly opened from the outside.

An old man with a bandage wrapped around his head and a cane barged in.

The old man frowned without hiding his apprehension at the strong smell of smoke in the office.

"Hiruzen, I heard that the Jinchuriki disappeared for a short time?" Danzo's voice was low and hoarse.

"Yes."

Danzo's left eye, visible through his bandages, suddenly lit up. He spoke impatiently, "Hiruzen, you were too careless! Jinchuriki are important strategic assets of the village and must be managed properly. Hiruzen, letting that child roam freely was a mistake! It's time to correct that mistake! Hiruzen, hand the Jinchuriki over to me! Under Root's management, he will receive better protection and be able to better fulfill his role!"

The Third Hokage wasn't surprised that Danzo would say such a thing. He didn't answer immediately, but instead took a deep drag on his pipe, the smoke swirling between the two of them.

After a long silence, the third generation finally answered decisively: "No."

Even though he had already guessed the answer, Danzo was still slightly annoyed.

Just as he was about to speak, the Third Hokage interrupted him.

"Listen to me first."

The Third Hokage refined and organized Naruto's fragmented and incoherent accounts of what he had seen and heard, and then recounted them to Danzo.

Danzo was silent for a few seconds, then scoffed, "You don't actually believe such absurd claims, do you? Aliens? Monster taverns? These childish lies are just made up by Jinchuriki!"

"Naruto doesn't lie."

"Hmph!" Danzo sneered. "When did you become so naive? Even if the Jinchuriki didn't lie intentionally, he must have been deceived. Transformation jutsu, genjutsu, space-time ninjutsu—any Jonin could easily fool that stupid kid. It might even be a trick played by the tailed beast inside him!"

The Third Hokage did not respond immediately, but stood up and walked to the window, with his back to Danzo.

"So who do you think it could be? He went to all that trouble to kidnap Naruto, so why would he send him back unharmed?"

"So you're just going to let things stay this way?" Danzo asked, clearly displeased. "Even if the Jinchuriki might disappear again?"

"I will keep a close eye on Naruto," the Third Hokage said resolutely. At that moment, the old man once again revealed a long-lost air of heroic ninja.

"No matter who it is, I will stop them from hurting Naruto!"

The Third Hokage's eyes, like those of a hawk, fixed on Danzo, making him feel slightly uncomfortable, but also filled with even greater anger.

"Hiruzen, you'll regret this."

"Danzo, I am the Hokage!"

……

I was so engrossed in the auction game that I forgot to write, I'm really sorry.

Chapter Five: Wild, Shaking the Universe

Danzo angrily slammed the door and left, leaving the Third Hokage alone, sighing sadly in place.

He didn't know if his decision was right or wrong. But no matter what, he would not hand Naruto over to Danzo.

However, Danzo was right about one thing: he had to pay more attention to Naruto. Regardless of whether that monster tavern had malicious intent or not, he couldn't be careless.

After a moment's thought, the third generation put down his pipe: "Elephant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a masked ninja wearing a white coat and carrying a short sword appeared silently in front of the desk, knelt on one knee, and a deep voice came from under the mask: "Lord Hokage."

"Immediately send a message to Jiraiya, telling him that something important has happened in the village and that it involves a Jinchuriki, and that he should return immediately."

A Jinchūriki? The elephant, half-crouched on the ground, was startled. He had witnessed the horrific chaos of the Nine-Tails' rampage ten years ago. Could it be that such a disaster was about to repeat itself?

"Also, go and call Kakashi here."

"As ordered!"

Xiang suppressed his doubts and left respectfully.

The third generation returned to their seats and sighed wearily.

The third generation had a premonition that if all of this was true, that place called Monster Tavern, and those mysterious beings who claimed to be aliens, would inevitably bring about earth-shattering changes to this world.

At this critical juncture, Konoha must go all out to protect itself and even achieve greater success.

Therefore, he had to recall his apprentice, Jiraiya.

Although that guy may seem like just an unreliable lecher, his strength and knowledge are top-notch. Moreover, he has a deep connection with Naruto, making him the perfect person to return and protect him.

Thinking of this, the third generation couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Of his three disciples, only Jiraiya is somewhat reliable. The other two are either defecting or spending their time gambling and refusing to return.

If Orochimaru were still alive, it might be better to let him handle this matter. After all, in terms of academics and scientific research, he is probably unmatched in the village right now.

……

While Konoha was in turmoil because of the Monster Bar, Murphy was inside the bar, gazing longingly at the bar's entrance.

After Naruto and Jamila left, he thought the bar would become very popular.

However, things didn't go as planned. Several days passed, and apart from two smuggling aliens, no other guests visited the place.

To make matters worse, the two smuggling aliens not only nitpicked Murphy's cooking skills, but also developed wicked intentions towards the bar.

Unsurprisingly, they were suppressed by Murphy.

Murphy originally intended to hand over the two aliens to the Covenant in exchange for bounties to supplement his family's income.

However, after checking online, he discovered that the two aliens were just inexperienced criminals who were not wanted at all.

Left with no other option, Murphy could only seal the two aliens away for now, to see if they could be of any use later.

Just as Murphy was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the nightclub, the door creaked open.

Murphy's eyes lit up, but when he saw who it was, he immediately became discouraged.

"Hi boss!"

The person who arrived was none other than Jamila.

Unlike Naruto, who never returned, Jamila, who had promised to help out, started showing up at the bar every day.

According to Murphy's design, once guests have visited the bar, they can easily open a portal to it with their thoughts every time they want to come back.

Jamila was initially amazed by this.

Although he was just a country bumpkin from Earth, he could still see how remarkable this technology was. Therefore, he couldn't understand why Murphy, who possessed such technical skills, would choose to run such a shabby bar in such a godforsaken place.

Yes, clumsy.

The mutated Jamila is unable to touch water. But Murphy used some unknown technology to allow him to enjoy the food at the tavern normally.

Jamila, who hadn't eaten properly in a long time, was really looking forward to it, but after eating, she had mixed feelings.

Murphy's cooking wasn't bad, but it was just average. Even for someone like him who had been starving for a long time, it was hard to honestly call it delicious.

After Jamila witnessed Murphy subdue two menacing aliens with just a wave of his hand, she couldn't understand why Murphy, with all his skills, didn't go out and make a name for himself, but instead just stayed here running this monster bar with no customers.

With nothing else to do, Murphy started chatting idly with Jamila, who had changed into a waiter's uniform.

"To make a name for oneself?"

Murphy smiled.

What's so interesting about those days?

Jamila sensed that Murphy was a man full of stories.

“Unlike you Earthlings, most highly evolved extraterrestrials possess extremely long lifespans. We Mefilas aliens are no exception,” Murphy said leisurely.

"Over the long years, I almost lost myself and became a complete Mefilas alien."

"Until I met that red dwarf. In the battle with him, I rediscovered my original self."

Murphy sighed as he recalled the past.

"You lost to him?" Jamila asked in surprise. So there were beings in the universe more powerful than the Mefilas aliens? He really hadn't seen enough.

Murphy thought for a moment and said, "I guess you could say I lost!"

Jamila was curious. In just a few days, he could tell that while Murphy appeared kind on the surface, he was an extremely proud and arrogant person at heart. What kind of remarkable person could have won Jamila's heart?

Seeing Jamila's longing expression, Murphy glanced at her sideways.

"I advise you not to go see him, otherwise you might die at his hands."

"Huh?" Jamila was stunned. Why did she die at the hands of that person she met? Did he have some grudge against her? But she was just an unlucky Earthling, how could she have crossed paths with an alien? Could it be because she worked at a bar, and he hated her because of her?

Just as Jamila was about to ask more questions, the bar door creaked open.

Murphy, who had been feeling rather bored, suddenly perked up.

"welcome!"

Jamila immediately stood at attention, ready to greet the guests.

However, the two were answered with two bullets.

"Familiar? Witch?"

The girl with long, straight black hair, dressed in a sailor uniform, raised her hand and fired two shots. She appeared to be asking a question, but in reality, she had already aimed at their heads before even speaking.

Jamila stared in disbelief at the girl in front of her. Although she didn't recognize the gun in the girl's hand, her attire and the shape of the gun made her look like a human child.

Have the children on Earth become this wild after I've been away for so many years? They just pull out guns and shoot anyone they see?

……

Does anyone have any recommendations or characters they'd like to see? I'm excluding second-generation games, as I genuinely know absolutely nothing about them.

Chapter Six: The Incubator Born Evil—Let My Space Garrison Do It Themselves…

The bullets struck Jamila and Murphy in the head, but did not penetrate further, falling directly to the ground with a "clang!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the girl with long, straight black hair.

She was holding the infamous Desert Eagle, known as the Barrett of handguns. Even ordinary witches couldn't ignore its power. Who were these two strange individuals? Could they be unknown witches? But why hadn't I seen them in previous reincarnations?

Despite having many doubts in her mind, the girl's movements did not waver or slow down.

After emptying her pistol in an instant, the girl revealed a shield on her left wrist, its gear-like components rapidly spinning and engaging. Everything around her was frozen in that instant.

This is her armor, the medium through which she activates her abilities, and also her arsenal.

Just as the girl was about to draw her weapon from her shield, a voice rang out without any sense of tension.

"Is this your equipment? It looks quite interesting!"

She looked up abruptly and was surprised to find Murphy staring at her with a curious expression.

Honestly, as a human, the girl couldn't really understand the micro-expressions of aliens; Murphy's curiosity was just too obvious.

"This is impossible!"

The girl, who had always been expressionless and like an iceberg, was moved for the first time. She couldn't help but look down at the shield on her left arm. She had clearly activated time stop, so why could this strange thing still move?

The girl gritted her teeth, and the gears on the shield started to rotate and engage again. She then pulled an anti-tank rocket launcher out of the shield.

The girl's shield actually contained quite a few weapons, including some more powerful heavy weapons. However, considering that the strange guy opposite her seemed to be able to resist the effects of time stop, the girl had to sacrifice firepower for attack efficiency.

However, when she raised the rocket launcher, she found that there was no one in front of her.

The girl's pupils were wide open.

"Look behind you again."

Murphy's voice came from behind the girl.

The girl's heart tightened. She immediately reversed the cannon and pressed the fire button. She didn't even have time to consider whether it would harm her at this distance.

She was an experienced magical girl, well aware that in battle against witches, hesitation would only lead to a more crushing defeat. Since her prized time-stop ability was ineffective, she had no choice but to take a gamble. After all, this body was just a shell; as long as the most important Soul Gem remained intact, she wouldn't die.

However, the expected explosion did not occur.

The strange guy just stood there and glanced at her, and the rocket launcher in the girl's hand turned to ashes.

The girl was finally starting to despair.

In the past, no matter how great the crisis, her time-stop ability always helped her escape. But this enemy destroyed her weapon with just a glance and ignored her time-stop.