Hearing the system prompt in his mind, Hattori jolted slightly and opened the Darkened Chat Group.
[The Dead-Last Jinchuriki: @Dark Group Owner, Mister, I was wrong. The people in the village could never like me. The Demon Fox is sealed inside me.]
[Cat Burglar: Front row spectating. So, what's a Demon Fox?]
[The Archaeologist of Ohara: Confused +1.]
[This Queen Is So Beautiful: I know this one. We have those animals on Amazon Lily. They look quite cute.]
'He finally knows the truth.'
Ignoring the group members' joking messages, Hattori quickly replied.
[Dark Group Owner: @The Dead-Last Jinchuriki, I told you from the start to stop pretending to be oblivious, to recognize the malice the world holds towards you. Repay kindness a hundredfold, and repay hatred a hundredfold in return.]
[The Dead-Last Jinchuriki: I understand now, Group Owner Mister. I always thought before that I just wasn't good enough. Today I realized that I was born with original sin, a monster that Konoha can't tolerate... In that case, I don't need to keep pretending anymore.]
The forced smile Naruto had always maintained became icy cold.
He had worn this mask for far too long.
Everyone thought he was an optimist who never got hurt.
But in reality…
The more cheerful a child seems on the surface, the more scarred they are inside.
If it weren't for the Group Owner Mister…
If the Darkening Chat Group didn't exist…
Naruto might still not have dared to take this step.
Wearing that disgusting fake face, hypocritically laughing and joking with everyone.
Even if he had to pretend, he had to pretend to fit in.
But now it was different.
He, Uzumaki Naruto, didn't need Konoha's pity.
"From today on, I, Uzumaki Naruto, don't side with anyone. I don't need anyone's approval."
Naruto's expression was utterly calm.
In a low voice he had never used before, he spoke from his throat.
In front of him, countless shadow clones were grappling with Mizuki.
Kyubi's nearly limitless chakra allowed Naruto to split into endless clones, employing human wave tactics.
But just Multiple Shadow Clones alone couldn't kill anyone.
Naruto looked down at his palm.
The words the Group Owner Mister had privately messaged him that day still echoed in his heart.
[Dark Group Owner: The world is cruel. No one will pity you. Against enemies, the only way is to eliminate them from the root.]
[Dark Group Owner: Once you confirm the other party has intent to kill, you must not hesitate to strike back lethally, with all your strength.]
"Repay kindness without fail, repay hatred without mercy. That is my Ninja Way!"
As the words fell, the outline of the Rasengan gradually formed in the center of Naruto's palm.
This A-Rank Ninjutsu was extremely terrifying in both lethality and destructive power.
If it hit directly, even Mizuki, a Chunin, would absolutely not survive.
"Th-This... an A-Rank Ninjutsu? Impossible! How could a dead-last who can't even graduate from the Academy learn this kind of Ninjutsu?!"
Mizuki, in the midst of the fierce fight, suddenly felt his pupils contract sharply.
He understood the difficulty of A-Rank Ninjutsu better than anyone.
With Naruto's trash talent, it was absolutely impossible for him to perform it.
"Academy? Exams? Hah, what are those?"
Naruto, holding the Rasengan, walked step by step towards Mizuki.
"The Group Owner Mister said that one day, even Jonin will be like ants before me. Killing you is like slaughtering a dog or chicken."
Boom!
The Rasengan smashed deeply into Mizuki's abdomen.
The spiraling Chakra, the swirling wind…
The terrifying destructive and tearing force instantly churned Mizuki's internal organs into a bloody mess.
Blood splattered all over Naruto.
But he didn't show a single trace of fear.
On the contrary, Naruto's pupils gradually took on the shape of a fox's.
His canine teeth showed, and a bloodthirsty curve lifted the corner of his youthful face.
...
Meanwhile, in Hattori's apartment.
"Ugh, this Digimon Tri is just too ridiculous."
Watching the nostalgic anime playing on the TV, Hattori couldn't help but complain.
Digimon was a childhood memory for many.
The crests matching each member of the main team left a deep impression on Hattori.
But, many years later, Sora, who held the Crest of Love, dumped Yagami Taichi and got together with Yamato.
Yamato, who held the Crest of Friendship, disregarded his friend, Taichi's feelings and flaunted his relationship with Sora openly, acting all sweet.
And Taichi, who held the Crest of Courage, was as miserable coward as could be.
From an ordinary family, dumped by his girlfriend, average grades, and looking worse as he grew up.
"If Taichi doesn't turn dark, there's no justice in the world."
Hattori couldn't stand it anymore.
With a snap of his fingers, the Darkening Chat Group invited a new member.
[Ding! 'True Love Is Agumon' has joined the group chat.]
[Cat Burglar: Wow, a new person! Throw flowers in welcome.]
[This Queen Is So Beautiful: Interesting.jpg. 'True Love Is Agumon'? This new group member has quite the taste.]
[The Archaeologist of Ohara: @True Love Is Agumon, Group tradition, new member posts a photo.]
[True Love Is Agumon: …]
Far away in Tokyo, Taichi looked bewildered at the group chat on his phone.
'This group chat full of silly group members...'
'When did I join it?'