Class Assignment and Team Leadership
After signing the contract with Shueisha and thanking Ayame, Naruto rushed home in a hurry.
He laid out the prepared paper and pens on the table, then mentally called upon Feng Xu in the consciousness space.
"It's done! The manuscript has been approved. The remaining 20,000 words will be serialized first. Once the total reaches 100,000 words, the publisher will print a standalone book!"
"Let's finish the rest of the story quickly!" Naruto's excitement was palpable. After being praised by Kishimoto and Lu Feiyan, he now burned with the desire to see 100,000 words in print.
Unfortunately, he couldn't write it himself and had to rely entirely on Feng Xu.
"I've seen the process. No need to repeat it," Feng Xu said dryly.
"But even brothers should keep clear accounts. We need to discuss profits."
"Profits?" Naruto frowned. "Can't we just use all the money?"
Feng Xu's voice turned cold. "I wrote the story, I conceived the plot, and you just provided the body. You want to split profits?"
Naruto hesitated. He realized he really had no right to complain.
"Fine… how do you want to divide it?"
"Nine-one. I take nine, you get one. One-tenth is enough for your ramen freedom. The rest is mine."
"Huh? Only ten percent?" Naruto's shoulders slumped. "You barely come out anyway. What do you need so much money for?"
"Don't worry about that. Just tell me if you agree."
Seeing Feng Xu's resolve, Naruto gritted his teeth. "Agreed! Whatever you say. I just need ramen freedom. I don't know what to do with the rest anyway."
[Master Personality Trust Dependence Score: 38%]
Even though the slightly exaggerated 2% wind deficiency decrease was trivial, it didn't bother him. Before reaching 80%, all progress felt like castles in the air.
"Give up your body. An afternoon is enough to finish the remaining 80,000 words."
Feng Xu's writing speed was incredible. With the body's elite Jonin attributes, he could write seven to eight characters per second. Brainstorming included, an afternoon was sufficient.
"Oh!" Naruto immediately handed over control of his body. The scratch of pencils against paper filled the room.
Hours passed, and by evening, Feng Xu returned control of the body, mentally exhausted but triumphant.
"You finished that fast?" Naruto asked, still hungry for more.
"I haven't seen enough yet," he muttered.
Feng Xu ignored him and closed his eyes in the consciousness space to rest.
Naruto tidied the manuscripts, then left for Ichiraku Ramen for dinner. He planned to show the manuscript to Changpu, as they had agreed.
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The next day.
Naruto, well-rested, arrived at the Hokage Building early.
Though he had received a ninja headband for passing the graduation exam, registration and a photo were still required to officially become a genin.
Many students crowded the building to complete this one-day process.
Of course, Naruto spent three hours drawing a big, messy face on the photograph—an attempt at "art." Hiruzen Sarutobi scolded him and demanded a reshoot.
Then Konohamaru appeared and began teasing Naruto, who retaliated with the Sexy Jutsu and the Way of the Ninja. A bond formed, and Naruto even used harem tactics to defeat Ebisu, wearing small sunglasses.
That night, Feng Xu continued to control the body to write the novel.
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Early the next morning, Naruto rose early for the class reassignments.
Arriving at the ninja academy, he went straight to his seat. Many students were already present.
The most striking figure was Sasuke. His low-pressure aura radiated gloom, especially upon seeing Naruto.
"You annoying jerk who only knows to act cool!" Naruto muttered, misunderstanding Sasuke's dark expression as performance.
Sasuke's face grew darker, but he didn't respond with sarcasm. He simply turned away, brooding.
Seeing this, Naruto gave up trying to provoke him and instead leaned on the table, daydreaming about class assignments.
"I want to be in the same class as Sakura. Even if not, I don't want that annoying Sasuke in my class. And now I'm not at the bottom anymore—number one! Sakura should like me now, right…?"
Just then, Sakura walked in. Naruto grinned foolishly, thinking his dream had come true.
Unfortunately, Sakura bypassed him and went straight to Sasuke, showing concern and care.
"You annoying Sasuke!" Naruto fumed.
"What is it about him that makes Sakura like him?!"
As Naruto prepared to pick a fight, Iruka entered. The classroom fell silent.
"From this day forward, you will be independent ninjas…" Iruka began his usual educational speech, then picked up a list.
"Next, class assignments."
"Team 7: Sakura Haruno, Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha."
"Team 8: Hinata Hyuga, Shino Aburame, Kiba Inuzuka."
"Team 10: Shikamaru Nara, Choji Akimichi, Ino Yamanaka."
Some cheered, others groaned, and cries of surprise filled the room.
Meanwhile, at the Hokage's office, three instructors examined the classroom via a crystal ball.
Yuhi Kurenai, Asuma with his full beard, and Kakashi, holding an early copy of Young Akira.
Hiruzen Sarutobi spoke: "Team 7 is led by Kakashi, Team 8 by Kurenai, Team 10 by Asuma. Any questions?"
The three shook their heads.
But a voice called out from outside:
"They have no questions, but I do. I disagree with Kakashi leading Team 7!"
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