Naruto: Log in System

Happy new year, I hope you had a fantastic year. Let us welcome 2025 with a smile because my mom used to tell me that the way you greet the new year will be your predominant expression for the rest of the year. I hope this chapter put a smile on many of your faces, I wish you, and this novel a good rest of the year.

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After healing all of them from their injuries, I quickly left the place in high speed flight. Thanks to the ability of my rinnegan it gave me master control over itself so even though flight was one of the most difficult rinnegan abilities mastered by pain, it came easy as breathing to me.

{after an hour}

An anbu was approaching my house as I got ready and interrupted him in the middle of his way. He was surprised but when he saw my rinnegan he understood. Just as I thought, in a city like this plus with it being a ninja city new travel faster than light. 

"The council has called a meeting and you are ordered to join by the hokage" the anbu said 

"So you know of my feelings, thanks for the heads up. Anyway, how much has the news reached?" I asked him, to which he disappeared. I just shrugged and left in a body flicker, I arrived at the council room.

The council room is a circular chamber designed to symbolize unity, with a high domed ceiling adorned with carvings of Konoha's history and symbols of peace. At the center of the room is a raised platform for the Hokage's seat, emphasizing their position as the ultimate authority, surrounded by semi-circular tiers for the clan heads, civilian council members, and elders. The walls are lined with banners representing each clan and district, their vibrant colors contrasting the room's otherwise solemn atmosphere of polished wood and stone.

 Dim lanterns and natural light streaming through a skylight above give the room an air of quiet dignity, while the subtle echo of voices reminds participants of the weight of their decisions. The space is designed to encourage order and respect, with each section clearly marked to prevent any sense of dominance among the factions. Hidden seals are embedded throughout the room, ensuring security, soundproofing, and protection against any potential threats during the critical discussions that take place.

I look around to see that the council has already been formed, I crack my arms and stretch my legs with a quick cracking of the neck too. I looked around with my rinnegan deactivated, so I did not look as menacing as I may have. Minato just smiled uncomfortably, Kushina also smiled but with excitement like a girl going to the movies. I bet she hid a popcorn bag somewhere and is going to pull it out any movement. The shinobi council were either grinning crazy or just didn't care enough or smart as hell to know why I did it. 

AN: Most of you know more about the shinobi council then me so, categorize however you want. Give me power stone and a review pls.

I did not care for the elders nor the civilian council which seemed to make them even more angry but I did not care. I looked at the hokage as he began to speak, "I called you today to speak about your kekkei genkai. We are planning to make you a clan head in konoha."

"Thanks, I guess. I really don't know what to say here" I responded after a while of acting stunned which gathered a couple of similes, and laughs from the shinobi, elder and hokage. 

"I reject this notion, he does not have a lineage that is worth considering hokage-sama" Shibuki yelled, I narrowed my eyes at her and said 

"Who are you to speak of it? Last I remember, your greatest accomplishment in life was marrying a retired shinobi and hoping it would fix the mess of mediocrity you were born into. Now you're here, yelling and screaming like you've done something of value when all you've passed down is your frustration and lack of foresight. Funny, isn't it? How your whole clan is obsessed with forming a legacy, yet all you've managed to create is a string of failed hopes tied to an old, irrelevant name. If you want to talk about lineages, why don't we have a conversation about producing something worth inheriting?" I said, to which the whole room was silent as hell. Even the hokage was not expecting it, kushina pulled a popcorn bag out of nowhere and was munching on it like she was watching a movie.

Shikaku Nara for the first time was also paying attention to this matter after I made that roast. The Shinobi council was wide eyed while the civilian was more enraged, Shibuki was about to cry since the moist eyes showed it. "Brat, we are the civilian council and we demand respect," Bruno yelled.

"Respect, huh? You're right. You do deserve respect—just not the kind you think you do. You act like some great war hero, always telling people how you 'saved the village,' but it's funny how the story changes every time you tell it. Let me guess, Bruno, you were the mastermind of that fort-saving strategy, the brilliant tactician who led your team to victory, right? Well, maybe except for that tiny little detail that the real heroes were the ones you left behind while you ran for the hills, retreating when things got too tough for your fragile ego. I guess it's a bit hard to call yourself a hero when you only saved your own skin and sacrificed the lives of others for your glory. But hey, no one ever said a clothing brand couldn't be built on the backs of the people you failed." 

Bruno's face reddened as the words stung, but I continued, my words slicing through the room like a blade. "And, respect is earned, not demanded. You automatically gain respect even if you don't speak of what you did. You don't get to pretend that you've earned respect just because you have a fancy store. Tell me, do you still think you're the hero, or did your clothing line just teach you how to stitch together a new identity for yourself?" 

Now most of the people here understood why I did all those exercises before I came into the chamber. But I was not done, I scanned the council room before I started another round of war. Minato tried to stop me but was pulled by his wife to just sit, I faintly heard something like 'let him cook' but chose to ignore it.

"Ah, Susan, the woman who thought she could play the Uchiha game, only to be outplayed by her own husband under a transformation jutsu. Talk about karma, huh? The only thing worse than having your man leave you with nothing is the fact that you still had the audacity to run for election, and what did you do? You sold yourself and your integrity to the highest bidder. Funny how you ended up with all that power—and all that dirt on you. At this point it is a skill issue for the police" I said looking at susan continuing from one person to another in the order they raise their hands.

"Hariki, the wine lover who spends more time in brothels than with his family. At least it's nice to see that your entire family is in on the act—keeps it all in the family, right? It's a real shame, though, that none of you have a clue about each other's little secrets. Too bad the village only knows enough to line their pockets while you play this dirty little game."