Uzumaki Naruto: Hello.
→ My name is Uzumaki Naruto, who is going to become Hokage.
The moment the message appeared in the group chat, the flow of conversation came to an abrupt halt. For a few seconds, there was nothing. No replies. No reactions. No scrolling messages.
Naruto lay flat on his bed, staring at the floating screen above him, his blue eyes blinking once in confusion. 'Eh? Did I say something wrong?' he wondered, his earlier excitement wavering just a little.
And then—
The silence shattered.
Messages began pouring in at once, flooding the chat window so fast that Naruto's eyes struggled to keep up. One greeting after another stacked on the screen, overlapping, scrolling endlessly.
They were laughing. Enjoying it.
Smiles spread across faces far away in another world as they read the message. That loud, straightforward declaration—so unapologetically Naruto—felt exactly like the character they had watched on screen. Seeing it live, unscripted, made it even better.
Yuki Rito: Nice to meet you too, Naruto.
Mio: Hello.
Yuki Mikan: Ohh! You definitely sound like the real Naruto. Nice to meet you!
Akatsuki Kojo: Hmm. He really does sound like that. I just finished episode one, so I think I kind of get it.
Naruto tilted his head slightly as he read the messages, a small grin forming on his face.
Uzumaki Naruto: Eh? What does that episode mean?
Akatsuki Kojo: Eh, nothing. Just a way I can know you.
Uzumaki Naruto: Is that so? Amazing. Nice to meet you too, Kojo!
Naruto's grin widened as he sent the message. His earlier nervousness melted away completely. These people weren't mocking him. They weren't whispering behind his back or glaring at him with suspicion.
They were just… talking.
Lying on his bed with his hands behind his head, Naruto let out a quiet laugh. Time slipped by without him noticing. The dim light of his room remained unchanged, the night outside growing deeper, yet Naruto didn't feel the usual emptiness that came with it.
He forgot about dinner entirely.
The chat felt like a new toy—something exciting and endlessly fascinating. Messages continued to scroll, new names appearing constantly. The number of members rose quickly, already exceeding the hundreds, most of them from a place called Tokyo.
Far away, in that modern city—
Shiba Tatsuya sat calmly, his eyes shifting between the group chat and the anime playing on a nearby screen. Scenes of chakra, hand signs, and shinobi combat unfolded before him. The concept intrigued him—not emotionally, but analytically.
Miyuki stood besides him, her gaze flickering between her brother and the screen displaying Naruto's messages. "Nii-san," she said softly, "don't you think Naruto is really likeable?"
Her voice carried a gentle warmth. From her perspective, Naruto's isolation—his loneliness hidden behind brightness—felt familiar. Tatsuya paused the anime and considered her words carefully. "Hmm," he replied. "He is a good person. Especially the fact that even after enduring so many gazes, his mindset never shifted towards hatred."
His tone remained calm and calculating as always. "That kind of mentality..." he continued, "is extremely difficult to forge."
Miyuki smiled faintly. She had expected nothing less from her brother's answer. "I'm sure Kokonoe-sensei would like to meet him," she said after a moment.
Tatsuya nodded slowly. "Yes. I can see value in making a special request for Naruto. He could also train taijutsu under Kokonoe-sensei."
His interest was practical. Analytical.
Miyuki, however, knew better. She knew that it wasn't just chakra—or the sealed monster—that had caught her brother's attention.
It was Naruto himself.
Back in the group chat—
Shiunji Oka had been quietly reading Naruto's messages, her expression thoughtful. The way he spoke, the way he responded—there was no arrogance, no calculation. Just sincerity.
After a brief pause, she made a decision.
'I want to meet him live.'
Without hesitation, she typed.
Shiunji Oka: Naruto, have you had dinner?
The chat froze again.
Several members stared at the message in silence. Mikan, reading it from her screen, blinked repeatedly. 'Oka-chan is being bold …'
Others had similar thoughts, choosing not to interrupt. Naruto, on the other hand, responded instantly.
Uzumaki Naruto: No! I completely forgot about dinner. Well, I'll go out and eat ramen!
He rubbed his stomach as he typed, only now realizing how hungry he was. Seeing the reply, Oka smiled softly.
Shiunji Oka: Why go out? Why not join me for dinner? I'll give you the request.
Naruto froze.
Uzumaki Naruto: Eh? Can I…? I don't know where you live. Plus, it seems like a dimension is between us. I don't have any ninjutsu to cross that.
He scratched his chin in confusion. The word 'dimension' still felt strange to him. He didn't fully understand it, but one thing was clear—current him shouldn't be able to cross it.
Shiunji Oka: Don't worry. In this group, as long as one person invites another, you can visit their place. And after returning, time will remain exactly the same.
Naruto stared at the message.
Steam practically rose from his head as his mind worked overtime. Information clicked together under the influence of Gamer Mind, sorting through what she meant.
'So… I can go there… eat… and come back like nothing happened?'
Slowly, his confusion turned into excitement. "Ohhh…" Naruto muttered.
In short, he understood one thing.
He could visit. And no one in his world would ever know.
Author Comment: [' By the usage of it, I think Gamer Mind might really level up quickly in Naruto's case. Don't you think so too?'].
Shiunji Oka's brothers and sisters were also present in the group chat, quietly observing the conversation as it unfolded. When Oka's message appeared—inviting Naruto directly to dinner—a wave of stunned silence swept through their side of the room.
For a brief moment, no one spoke.
Then Banri leant forward, eyes lighting up with excitement.
"Well done, Oka…" she said, a wide grin forming on her face as she looked at her younger sister sitting besides her. "I was thinking of doing that myself."
Oka blinked, caught off guard. Her cheeks tinted faintly pink as she glanced at the chat again, then at her siblings. "Hehe… I just wanted to meet him in real life, that's all." Her voice carried a hint of embarrassment, but her smile was genuine.
And it was true.
Oka really wanted to meet him.
"Don't mind, big sister. It was a great move," Shion said with a relaxed smile. He leant back slightly, arms crossed. "If it weren't for me, you all wouldn't even have watched Naruto in the first place."
That earned him a few glances, but no one argued.
After all, it was true. What started as mild curiosity had quickly turned into genuine interest. Shion himself wanted to meet Naruto—not as a character, but as a person. "Thank you, Shion," Oka replied softly, visibly relieved.
At least in this family, everyone understood that her intentions were simple. There was no ulterior motive, no strange curiosity beyond wanting to meet someone sincere.
Judging from the system image, Naruto looked to be around eleven or twelve years old—the age he appeared in the early days of his world.
Height-wise, though, he was noticeably taller than children their age. Oka briefly wondered if it was because of something called chakra, something unique to Naruto's universe that influenced growth and physical development.
At most, he seemed similar in height to Kotono.
At least, from the system image.
Back in the chat—
Uzumaki Naruto: I will come.
Shiunji Oka: Good. I'll send the invitation.
The moment her message was sent, a new notification appeared in front of Naruto's eyes, separate from the chat.
[Shiunji Oka has invited host for dinner.]
[Would Host like to agree?]
[Yes] / [No]
Naruto barely hesitated. 'Yes.'
The decision formed clearly in his mind, and the moment it did, the system responded.
A flash of light enveloped his small apartment.
The creaking fan stopped mid-spin. The faint sounds of the village outside froze completely. Even the air itself felt motionless, locked in place as if time had been paused.
Then—
Naruto vanished. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was space. A lot of it.
He stood in the middle of a wide hall room, warm lights illuminating soft-coloured walls. Comfortable sofas lined the area, and beyond them, a large dining table sat neatly arranged in a separate section.
The air smelled faintly of food—rich, comforting, and unfamiliar. His heart skipped. In front of him stood several people.
Four beautiful girls, all slightly taller than him, watched with open curiosity. Nearby were two boys—one silver-haired with calm eyes, the other tall and muscular, radiating an easy confidence.
"So this is him…" Shion murmured quietly. "A real deal, Naruto."
Naruto scratched the back of his head, suddenly feeling very aware of all the eyes on him. "Eh! Don't stare like that—dattebayo." He grinned awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood. That broke the tension.
"Sorry, Naruto," Oka said quickly, stepping forward. "We were just amazed. You really look exactly like the image."
Naruto blinked once—then laughed. "Haha! That's amazing! I just blinked, and I was here." He looked around again, still unable to fully believe it. One moment he was in his small room; the next he was standing in a huge house in another world.
'If I can do this someday by myself… that would be awesome,' he thought. Banri approached him next, her presence calm and confident. She circled him once, examining him with interest, which made Naruto shift slightly on his feet.
"You must be hungry," she said gently. "We already asked our maid to prepare dinner." Before he could respond, Banri wrapped an arm around his head from behind in an easy, sisterly hug. Her voice softened. "Why don't you relax first and wash up? I guarantee it'll feel nice."
Naruto stiffened for half a second.
Then relaxed.
It felt warm.
Comforting.
Not the kind of warmth that embarrassed him—but the kind that made his chest feel lighter. "Yeah…" he nodded. "That sounds nice."
"Then why not take a bath together?" a voice added casually. Naruto turned to see the tall man stepping forward with a smile. "I'm Arata," he said, extending his hand. "The eldest son of this family."
Naruto hesitated for just a moment before shaking it firmly. "Uzumaki Naruto. Nice to meet you."
In his mind, he immediately tagged Arata as a good guy. "I'm Oka. We already talked," Oka said with a small smile. She gestured towards her sisters. "This is Seiha."
"Seiha~desu. Nice to meet you, Naruto-kun." Her voice was cool and composed, almost distant, but Naruto somehow felt she was kind.
"Minami here!" another girl said brightly, stepping forward. "Nice to meet you!"
Her cheerful energy made Naruto grin back easily.
Then his gaze drifted to the youngest girl.
She stood slightly behind the others, hands clasped together, eyes darting away whenever Naruto looked at her. Something about her reminded him of someone.
'Shy…'
Thanks to Gamer Mind, he picked up on it quickly.
'Like another Kotono-like figure from class…' The thought made him smile a little.