Naruto, my father's name is Uchiha Madara.

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"The summary wasn't insightful enough; I'll think about it again later."

"babble--!!!"

Naruto let out a scream that was so terrified it was almost unrecognizable.

He was thrown backward like a startled rabbit, his back slamming against the cold wall.

His arms were crossed over his chest, his face was filled with immense fear and resistance, and his voice was trembling:

"No! Don't..."

"I've made plans to go to Cairo from Somalia!!!"

However, Kakashi simply smiled and walked towards him step by step.

The "Icha Icha Paradise" in my hand has been replaced by a thick book, "Detailed Explanation of Konoha Ninja Mission Report Writing Guidelines".

"Don't be afraid, Naruto."

"Quickly, easily... Come on, let's start with the mission overview..."

A shadow of despair instantly loomed over Naruto's heart.

It seems that the real challenge, even more difficult than dealing with the Shi Li trio, has only just begun.

Chapter 294 Naruto: I never want to take on any more C-rank missions!

Time flies, and quite some time has passed since that thrilling mission to the Moon Kingdom.

Konoha Village has returned to its former tranquility and bustle. Sunlight filters through the leaves and falls on the streets, making everything seem so peaceful.

However, for Naruto Uzumaki, the newly appointed Jonin instructor, some "traumas" are difficult to heal for a long time.

Inside the mission reception area, Naruto lay sprawled on the counter, looking utterly dejected.

He muttered listlessly to the Chunin girl in charge of assigning tasks, "Um... are there any more tasks today... to help find a lost pet in the next town?"

"Or you could help clean up at the orphanage... Or, how about helping Uncle Yi Le chop onions for a day?"

The Chunin girl looked at the blonde Jonin who had practically worn out his D-rank mission list over the past few days.

His face was full of helplessness: "Lord Naruto... the Inuzuka family took over the mission to find the pet 'Pochi' yesterday."

"The cleaning of the orphanage was completed last week."

"Uncle Ichiraku said... he doesn't want to smell onions anymore lately..."

"Then... what else?"

Naruto refused to give up, his eyes filled with longing for the D-rank mission and to get away from the report.

The young woman sighed and pointed to the empty D-level mission board next to her: "The rest... are either helping the library organize expired newspapers and magazines, or picking up trash at the training grounds..."

"I'll answer! I'll answer them all!"

Naruto immediately perked up, as if picking up trash was some kind of cushy job.

The three people standing behind him—Konohamaru, Moegi, and Udon—each had a sour expression.

"Naruto-nii!"

Konohamaru finally couldn't hold back any longer and jumped out to complain: "We've been doing D-rank missions for almost a week straight!"

"I'm either looking for cats and dogs or pulling weeds and picking up trash! My shuriken are practically rusting!"

Moegi chimed in quietly, "Yeah, Naruto-sensei... we've almost forgotten how to fight a real enemy..."

Udon sniffed, unusually expressing a clear attitude: "Um... I want to take on... a more challenging mission."

Naruto turned around, put his hands on his hips, and tried to project the authority of a teacher.

But his eyes darted around: "Ahem! What do you know! D-level missions are the key to laying a solid foundation! A tall building starts from the ground up!"

"And... and safety comes first, don't you understand! Do you want to encounter another freakish enemy like the Land of the Moon?"

"Do you want me to... uh... experience that kind of thrill again?"

As he finished speaking, his voice clearly lacked confidence, obviously recalling the terrifying experience of being forced to write a report by Kakashi.

That kind of feeling of being locked in an office every day, facing mountains of manuscript paper.

Kakashi's languid yet mesmerizing words echoed in my ears...

"The details here are lacking."

"There's not much emotional connection here."

"The reflection here is not profound."

He thought back to those days and never wanted to go through them again!

The risks of an S-level mission are negligible compared to writing a report!

At least getting beaten up is more satisfying than writing an article!

"But..." Konohamaru wanted to argue.

"No buts!"

Naruto interrupted forcefully: "Today you're going to the training grounds to pick up trash! To train your patience and observation skills! That's an order!"

Looking at Naruto's resolute (cowardly) expression of "I'd rather die than accept a high-level mission."

Konohamaru was so angry that his teeth itched, and his little fists were clenched tightly.

Mogi and Udon were also dejected.

Just then, a new client came to the mission reception desk to post a mission, and the Chunin girl temporarily left the counter to receive them.

Although Naruto has strong sensory abilities, Konohamaru knows that Naruto doesn't always keep his sensory abilities active.

Therefore, a glint flashed in Konohamaru's eyes, and a bold (suicidal) idea instantly took shape!

He quickly formed a hand seal!

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

An identical Konohamaru quietly appeared, while the original Konohamaru immediately squatted down, pretending to tie his shoelaces.

While Naruto was earnestly lecturing Moegi and Udon, Konohamaru, using his shadow clone, took advantage of the situation.

The Chunin girl had her back to the counter.

In a moment when no one around was paying attention.

Like a nimble monkey, he slipped behind the counter, his eyes quickly scanning the area where the C-level mission scrolls were stored.

He grabbed a scroll that looked pleasing to the eye and ran away in an instant!

The whole process was lightning fast and completely silent.

Konohamaru, who had been crouching, immediately stood up, now holding a scroll in his hand, a smug smile on his face that said, "My plan is working."

He shouted loudly, "Naruto-nii! Look! The Chunin sister just said this mission is perfect for us! She's already registered us!"

Naruto turned his head in confusion: "Huh? What mission? Didn't I say I only accept D-rank missions?"

As he spoke, he took the scroll from Konohamaru and casually unfurled it.

When his gaze fell on the prominent "C" in the mission rating, the expression on his face froze instantly!

I almost couldn't catch my breath.

It's as if I can see Kakashi approaching me again, holding a detailed explanation of the report's specifications!

His finger trembled as he pointed to the letter "C".

His voice changed: "C-C-C rank?! Konohamaru! You...you..."

He suddenly looked up at Konohamaru, who had an "innocent" and "expectant" look on his face, and instantly understood!

"You little brat! How dare you steal a mission!!!"

Naruto let out a deafening roar, and his blood pressure spiked instantly!

He grabbed Konohamaru by the back of his collar and lifted him up like a chick.

With her other hand, she slapped his buttocks hard without any hesitation!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"Waaaaah! Naruto-nii-san, I was wrong! Stop hitting me! It hurts!"

Konohamaru immediately let out a pig-like scream and struggled wildly in the air.

"Wrong?! You know you're wrong now?! Too late! Today I'm going to teach you a lesson on behalf of your grandfather!"

Naruto was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, and he showed no mercy.

God knows how many words he'll have to write in that report! Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine!

Moegi and Udon were so frightened that they hid to the side, covering their eyes and refusing to look.

The Chunin girl, hearing the commotion, rushed back and was stunned by what she saw: "Naruto-sama? What happened? This mission..."

Naruto, exhausted from fighting, breathlessly put down the wailing Konohamaru.

Pointing to the C-rank scroll lying on the ground, he said with great distress, "He! He actually dared to steal a C-rank mission! Isn't this ridiculous!"

The Chunin girl picked up the scroll, looked at it, and said with some difficulty, "But... Lord Naruto, once a mission is registered, it cannot be cancelled unless there is a legitimate reason, such as the client cancelling it or discovering a major risk."

"Otherwise, we can't just give up unilaterally, as it concerns the village's reputation... Besides, this task seems... pretty ordinary."

Naruto snatched the scroll and, gritting his teeth, unfurled it once more.

He wanted to see which unlucky client had caused him to fall into the abyss of reports again!

[Task Level]: C

【Mission Content】: Escort the caravan to Short Book Street and assist in the handover of a batch of medicinal herbs.

Client: Misaki Yamamoto

[Compensation]: Paid according to the standard C-level task.

The preceding content does seem quite ordinary, and Tanbata Street isn't particularly far away.