(T/N: Starting from Chapter 24 To Chapter 27, the Author has changed the story to a milder one. For those who wanted to read the previous, uncensored one, you can check my Patre.on, I've posted it free of charge for those who wanted to read it. It's on the Collection called [Uncensored].)
[Host: Takumi]
[Level: LV1]
[System Cooldown Time: Completed.]
[Can start simulation at any time.]
Seeing the data on the system panel, Takumi couldn't help but frown.
'System, why hasn't the level increased yet?'
If he remembered correctly, Takumi had already undergone 5 simulated lives!
And it still hasn't leveled up?
"Reach 3 S ratings to level up once. Please keep up the effort, Host."
"Alright..."
Not thinking too much about it, Takumi just hoped the next simulation would perform exceptionally well.
Hopefully, he'd get a few more combat-type talents.
Otherwise, with just the Fist Emperor ability alone, he wouldn't dare stick his head out too much...
After all, in the Shinobi World, the limitations for Taijutsu Shinobi are too great...
Especially since Takumi didn't inherit the combat techniques last time.
With just hard fists, a single Genjutsu from someone else could leave him immobilized...
'System! Start simulation!'
Once he was settled in his seat, Takumi immediately issued the command.
[Ding! Drawing talents for you!]
The system's roulette wheel spun.
Three seconds later.
The pointer stopped.
[Ding! Drawing successful!]
[You have drawn the talent: The Restless Tickler (Black)]
Seeing this talent, Takumi's pupils instantly contracted.
Then, he was completely dumbfounded!
'What the hell is this!?'
'Tickling desire? And it's black level?!'
Takumi's heart pounded wildly.
The talent he drew this time was completely different from before!
Having only one was one thing, but the key was this thing didn't seem simple!
The system quickly provided a description:
[The Restless Tickler: This is your morbid psychology. It might be a genetic defect from birth, or perhaps acquired stimulation. In short, your blood is filled with the desire to tickle people!]
[Eating, exercising, sleeping... none of the world's activities can bring you pleasure. The only thing that brings you joy is tickling people!]
[Black is an extremely high level. Roughly one in a million people would have this kind of morbidity.]
'Holy crap???'
Seeing the system's explanation this time, Takumi was utterly speechless!
During the first simulation, when he drew the Charge Warrior talent, he thought it was a bit outrageous.
But now…
Something even more outrageous has arrived!
'Tickling desire?'
'Does this mean that with this talent, I would develop a special desire, wanting to tickle people all the time?'
'What the hell... what kind of crap talent is this!'
'The talent itself is outrageous enough, and it even comes in black...'
'What does 'one in a million' even mean? Can't I get something useful?'
Takumi swallowed, feeling a bit nervous.
With an innate talent like this, he didn't know if he could handle it...
'Whatever, I'll simulate first and see!'
After steadying his mindset, his expression suddenly turned serious.
Taking a deep breath, Takumi issued the command in his mind:
"System! Start simulation!"
[Starting simulation!]
[Equipped talent: The Restless Tickler (Black)!]
[Screen generating in real-time.]
[Please wait...]
After a series of hurried mechanical sounds, the system began the simulation.
And Takumi, as if personally experiencing it, began a brand new life.
[At dawn, as the first ray of sunlight fell, you opened your bloodshot eyes and painfully gritted your teeth.]
In just one second…
Only one second had passed in this simulated life, and Takumi felt something was very wrong!
Uncomfortable, nauseous, wanting to vomit!
His body felt as heavy as if he had a serious illness!
His brain was foggy, without any energy!
'This damn...'
'The reaction is too strong...'
Takumi couldn't help but dry heave.
Hinata next to him turned around with a terrified look!
'Takumi-kun...'
'Why is he starting again...'
Suppressing the discomfort in his heart.
Takumi continued the simulation.
[Your eyes emptily stared at the ceiling. You were expressionless, constantly grinding your teeth.]
[Your hands grabbed the bedding, fiercely squeezing, pinching. Your feet were tense, toes stretched out. Your whole body was extremely uncomfortable.]
[Time passed drop by drop. The sky outside grew brighter, and the restlessness and pain in your heart grew stronger!]
[You wanted to tickle! You really wanted to tickle someone!]
[You wanted to tie someone up and tickle them incessantly… armpits, soles of feet, waist...]
[That bizarre desire carved into your genes and blood constantly tormented you!]
[Your heart felt as if a cat was scratching it.]
[Your skin felt as if insects were crawling on it, your flesh as if leeches were swimming inside.]
[Your throat, your stomach, your bone marrow... every inch of your skin, every muscle in your body, seemed filled with thousands of maggots. They were squirming, crawling, drilling holes in your flesh, laying eggs in your blood. You were unbearably itchy. You bit your tongue until it bled, your fingers dug deeply into your flesh!]
'Holy crap...'
Even though it was weakened by the system, actually experiencing this terrifying strange fetish firsthand, Takumi almost couldn't hold back!
This feeling was like someone constantly tickling the soles of your feet while you couldn't move!
Torment, pain, discomfort!
He was almost driven crazy!
[Finally, you couldn't hold back anymore.]
[You got out of bed and walked towards the living room with a strange expression.]
[You opened a large cabinet placed in the corner and took out a cage from inside. What was locked inside the cage was...]
[Because you didn't want others to know about your fetish, you had always hidden this thing.]
[And you had already sworn to yourself three times not to use this thing anymore.]
[But you had no choice. Once your tickling desire arose, there was no way to stop it.]
[Five minutes later.]
[You finally finished unwrapping all the plastic bag packaging.]
[What came into view was something about one and a half meters long, roughly eighty pounds, gray-black in color.]
[It was a dog named Hayate.]
[That's right, Hayate was a scout Ninken from the Inuzuka Clan, which you had obtained with great effort.]
[You still remembered that to get this dog, you spent two months saving a little from your lunch money every day to buy it sausages.]
[For two months, rain or shine, you used the excuse of seeing the dog to go to Inuzuka Kiba's house every day, secretly feeding it sausages.]
[Although during this time, you had countless urges to rush into the cage and tickle this dog to death, you restrained yourself.]
[Because you knew your true self must never be known by others.]
[Otherwise, the only path waiting for you would be scorn.]
[Day after day, day after day...]
[Every day, you fed it, currying favor with it full of smiles.]
[Although in the first few days, it would bark fiercely at you and even tried to attack you.]
[But as time passed, it slowly lost its wariness towards you.]
[It started acting like a dog you raised, wagging its tail at you, licking the back of your hands and your face, rolling on the ground acting cute.]
[You were extremely excited inside, and you started tickling it!]
[But because there were outsiders, you couldn't use your full strength, so you planned to trick it into coming back with you so you could tickle it with all your might.]
[Finally, after two months of effort, you became completely familiar with it.]
[You started looking for an opportunity.]
[It was a gloomy afternoon. The Inuzuka Clan was conducting large-scale Ninken's field training. The training course was search: after all the Ninken smelled one of Kakashi's gloves, they had to find Kakashi, who was buried underground with only his head showing, in the forest behind Konoha.]
[You knew the opportunity had come. You quietly followed them.]
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