Enjoy the new day

The morning sun was glistening, and the birds were chirping. The vibrant green that had become the color that I most associated with this village was bristling and flowing in the high trees. It was one of those beautiful days that makes you glad to be alive.

And I felt good, no, I felt... Great even!

Is it because this was such a pleasant day?

Perhaps...

Or does the fact that I had written out in advance my own pleasant little adventure beforehand have something to do with it?

As the soft air hit my face, and the sounds of the daily hustle of life buzzed around me. I smiled, knowing exactly what would happen next. Well, at least, I knew what would happen in my story because I changed the freaking script!

"Kaguza!" I heard a guy I've never met before call out my name.

I paused my lively trek and turned to face the man in question. "Hmm? Did you call me?"

"Yes you! You look like you could use something to eat." The man moved to the left, gesturing to his generously large cart, which was loaded with fruit to the brim. "Go ahead, take as much as you'd like!"

"I.. No I couldn't..." I made a halfhearted attempt to shoo away his kind proposal.

"I insist! Take some!"

"Well... If you insist..."

I chomped down hard into the red apple clutched in my grasp. It's juicy flavor sunk into my eating hole as my teeth drained it of its zesty tang.

"Mmmmm!" I hummed. The only thing better than a wondrously fruity tasting fruit, is a wonderfully fruity tasting fruit that I didn't have to pay for!

And no, I didn't steal it. I am not a filthy thief! All I did was accept a generous man's kind offer to spare me a miniature basket full of fruit. I took out one final bite from the apple and tossed it into a bush as I walked past it. Then reaching into the basket I now had, I pulled out a banana and began to unpeel it.

"Oi, Kaguza!"

A young woman ran out of a building. Seeming to be in a hurry to catch me as I walked by with a banana half-stuffed down my mouth.

She was cute, with dark eyes and hair to match. And an oversized shirt was draped over her shoulders. Its large size did coverup up most of her chest but left her shoulders bare to the world. The oversized shirt clutched to her arms, trying it's best not to slip down her body completely. Her shirt ended slightly below her waist, where she had a green cloth wrapped around to drape over one side of her legs. There were tight shorts on the part of her that wasn't concealed by the overly sized shirt or the green makeshift-skirt.

This chick I did recognize.

"Hey!" I called back or mumbled back through a mouthful of banana.

"Would you care for a trim? I can fix up your hair. You look like you could use a professional's touchup." She winked.

"Thanks but, no thanks." I sighed and continued forward. "You know I can't afford someone as talented as you. You've said so before. Remember? 'My work isn't cheap,' something like that?"

"Oh, nonsense!" She waved a hand, dismissively, "I was just joking around. This one is on me, come on!"

"You sure?"

"Of course! We can do any style you please!"

"Dreamer-release, item code, 6229." Shizune read yet another item listed off the documents.

"Yes," Tsunade confirmed the name and identification number matched.

Shizune copied down the information onto a separate scroll for the Hokage to keep as a record. She held in her sigh and moved onto the next one.

"Pulsing-Plasma Paroxysm, item code, 0821."

"Yes," Tsunade said through a light shutter, "That's a dangerous one... It causes all sources of blood to foam and... Detonate."

"Oh..." Shizune muttered and copied that one down.

"Okay, the next one is... Guile of the deceased, item code, 6626."

"Ah, that's an interesting one, it creates an aura around the user, which will grant them the traits of the dead. Basically.. It... It makes them a ghost, temporarily." Tsunade said, her face still leaning down into her chest. "But yes, that one is correct, jot it down."

"It seems like most of these are dangerous," Shizune said as she recorded the most recent one.

"All Jutsu poses the possibility of being dangerous. It comes down it the user to know when and how they are appropriate to be used."

"Darkness, item code, 0228."

"Okay, no." Tsunade sprang her head up, "That one instantly kills whoever uses it. It can only be used once because whoever activates it won't have the chance to do so again... So... Yes, that one is very hazardous and should never be used under any circumstance."

"Is the number correct?"

"Yes."

"Good," Shizune wrote that one down, and moved onto the next item. "Lock of Luck, item code, 1938."

"Yes."

"Passion Release, item code..."

"9340?"

"Yes,"

"Hmmm," Tsunade hummed, "**** love, always the worst kind of love. Go on to the next."

"Iron-Skinned Scales, item code, 7115."

"Next."

"Woodstock-Stance, item code, 0901."

"Next."

"Reptile Release, item code, 7311."

"Yes."

"The Tainted Orb of Lies, item code, 5597."

"Next."

"Word of Authority, item code, 2821"

"Next."

"Skeptic's tome, item code, 3544."

"Next."

"Fusion, item code, 8005."

"Yes."

"Unnamed, item code, 0012958."

"Yes... Yes.. I mean, no... What?" Tsunade - who at this point had begun to feel ever so slightly drowsy from her continuous bouts of confirmation after confirmation - shot her head up in surprise at what she had heard. It came to a point where she had assumed every item listed would be correct. And why wouldn't she assume so, if her task had been carried out as ordered, everything should have lined up correctly. But that number was both too long and wrong in every way. "Did you stumble in your wording Shizune?"

"No it..." Shizune squinted and subtly leaned her head in towards her list. "It's listed here just as I told you... But it can't be correct, it's..."

"Way too long, and... It sounds like a number from a library book... That... Guhhhh..." Tsunade groaned and brought both of her hands into her golden hair. "This isn't something I wanted to happen... It is a problem.. A horrible problem..."

"Is, 'Unnamed' something dangerous? Or perhaps..."

"The name doesn't remind me of anything. It seems to be a placeholder, which worries me of what it's replacing." Tsunade sighed, "All of these have the possibility of being dangerous in their own ways. There's a reason they have been hidden away from anyone other than the leaders of the Leaf."

Shizune's voice lowered after hearing the words of the Hokage. "Are you going to send out..."

"No... No one, listen to me, Shizune, no one can know of this, understood?" Tsunade leaned forward; her face lost all traces of the laziness she had been displaying previously. She pushed back her seat and stood up. Her chest bounced as she did so, and the deep neckline of her gray top had shifted down from her lethargic position, which showed off a large amount of cleavage. "Let me see the rest of these." She took the extensive list Shizune had been reading through and skimmed over them with thrice the speed her assistant had been going at. "And of course, it gets worse." Tsunade dropped the stacks of paper to collapse onto the table haphazardly.

"Tsunade-sama, what is it?"

Tsunade had stepped back, with a hand clutching her temple. "Six... Six items are listed as 'Unnamed' with the same incorrect number... Shizune... Someone has stolen from me, and replaced the taken items with a faulty placeholder!"

"Who here would have done such a thing?"

"Someone who is now an enemy of the Leaf." Tsunade grit her teeth with a clenched fist.

"We're almost done here!" The young woman said cheerily. She leaned in. Her cute little face closed in near my own. "Just stay still for me. A few more clips and..." She peeked her tongue out from the corner of her mouth. Her oversized-shirt caused me to have a direct view down her top as she leaned forward. Her decently sized breasts wavered and hung naturally because she happened to be braless.

That wasn't too shocking, because I was pants-less and my penis was open to the open air, but the teen didn't seem to notice.

As she maneuvered my hair, her focus was so diverted that she failed to notice my unabashed leering on the fanservice she exposed me to. She even hummed to herself softly as she droned on with her work if that wasn't enough of an indication that she wasn't aware her bare breasts were revealed.

"Hmm.. Okay," She mumbled, her face showed determination towards her current task. "I'm having trouble with this one strand of hair..." The cutters she was using to clip away at my hair, was finding it difficult to reach behind my head.

Instead of turning the revolving chair around, as she usually would in any normal circumstance, the teen decided to situate herself on my lap and press her chest into me so that she could get a better view behind my head. Though before doing so, she removed her tight shorts and kicked them to the side before positioning herself on top of me. Her braless breasts crushed into my chest, and her nipples were noticeably hard. Her tips poked me, sending pins of arousal to course through my veins.

Her thick legs had my waist in a semi-lock hold. And she began to gyrate her crotch against me idly. Her work appeared to come first, but the movements she was making on me couldn't have been incidental. Obviously, my groins reacted in a positive way. My member had been full of life this whole time. This new position on me had caused my dick to brush against the back of her thigh and the side of her buttocks. Her continuous gyrating on me had her shift her crotch in the perfect spot to have my fully erect dick to slip between her ass cheeks.

It happened so quickly and subtly that it could have gone unnoticed if I weren't keeping track of each and every pulse of pleasure that was surging through me. My member was lavishing in its new location right within the two walls of fatty ass cheeks. The teen slowed her movements, she now slowly rotated her crotch on my shaft, stroking it her butt. She pressured me to release, as her cheeks held onto my dick like a soft hand. A hand of fat, that was pumping me to a climax.

Her dark hair draped over my shoulder while she attempted to pleasure me and cut the backside of my hair. The side of my face felt her cheeks rub into me. "We're almost done," She breathed into my ear, and began to quicken her movements upon my crotch. Her ass continued to shift and speed up. "Yes.. Yes!" She cheered with a slight moan as she clipped the final loose strand of hair that was evading her grasp.

Right as she did so, I reached my breaking point. She leaned back, now putting the entirety of her body weight on my crotch, which was the action that got me to cum. And cum, I did. My dick erupted in a blast of white sticky fluids that filled the crease of her ass to the brim. Every inch of her buttcheeks was suddenly fused together with a mess of sticky ejaculate. With a lot of my cum seeping out from her ass and onto her oversized shirt. Some even managed to trickle into the inside of her asshole.

She panted along with me, both of us resting with gaping mouths and loud breathing to regain our energy. My dick continued to pulse and sputter, spiting out any lasting drops of chode.

"H..Hey..." I uttered, catching her attention that was just as tired as mine.

"We.. We did it," She smiled softly, not showing any indication of having noticed my cum inside her.

"Nice... Now... Suck my dick."

The teen blinked, and before reacting to my question. She thought back on how she did inadvertently cause me to ejaculate. Then on realizing that it was her fault, I came in the first place because, of course, I wouldn't have done that if she weren't so naturally attractive, she decided that cleaning of my penis would only be fair.

"Okay!" She flashed me a grin and jumped off my crotch.

Kneeling on the ground, she flicked her black hair out of the way and wrapped her slender fingers around my shaft. Without a trickle of hesitation, she laid her large eyes and began to slowly trickle her tongue out to lick up any remaining splotches of cum.

I guess I'm a bad person now, but... The smug-filled smirk I had glued to my face showed no sign of remorse what-so-ever. I walked down the street feeling more fulfilled than ever. There was a pep in my step, and a licked cleaned dick in my pants. Yes... There's no doubt in my mind that I would do that again on a moment's notice.

It may have helped that the girl, in particular, had never been nice to me. She was around my age and knew I couldn't afford her skills, but instead of just ignoring me or at least being polite. The teen would always rub in how poor I was as if I needed her to tell me that shit.

Well now we could say the score has been settled, now I have finally gotten something done with my hair. It was much shorter while still keeping that spiky flair that I have grown accustomed to; that girl definitely is skilled in her craft I will give her that.

And if that weren't enough, I also received money out of it! One glance down at the tip jar that was filled with multiple coins and yen. It was kind of her to offer me most of what she has made today; I wouldn't have expected that of her... You know, if I didn't change my story to fit one where I come on top at the end.

But I didn't edit too far ahead, so I'll need to head back to my room and see what else I can change to fix up my life. It's incredible how I can effectively edit other people through myself. The book showed my future, but I was able to put that girl into it without even knowing her name! Which means that I changed her future as well as my own. I wonder if I pull her up in the book, it'll have a record the part of her day I adjusted.

Really, I should feel bad, but as I held the money I made in one hand, and the free food I was given in the other. I couldn't feel anything other the pleased. It's not like I stole anything from them; they actively chose to provide me with what they did. Now, I could never do this to say Akami, for example, only because she's one of the few that have been kind to me. But that leaves the rest of this village up for grabs.

Not that I have any ill intentions, I just want to make my future a little bit better.

Nothing wrong with that, right?

Two figures left from roof to roof, even in the broad light of day, they couldn't be made out. They lept from the perches of shadow that, while scarce, were there. Eventually, they both sprang towards a large tree that was situated amid an open plaza. Not a single person that had been carrying on with their day offered a single glance towards the tree that made a slight rustle.

After all, it was probably just an absent animal scurrying off with its food.

When, in actuality, it was the Hokage herself, along with her trusted assistant, Shizune, they both had their attentions set on every individual that was milling about the busy plaza unaware of their presence.

Shizune glanced towards Tsunade, not fully sure of what her mentor had going through her mind. She waited in silence, knowing that Tsunade would fill her in when the time was right. The Hokage may have the tendencies to be lackadaisical at times, and her problem with pushing aside work to get drunk is very much a thing. But when times get serious such as their current situation, Shizune is confident in putting her full faith in her Hokage.

Tsunade was still silent, her eyes closed as she was perched on the single tree branch. Then just as quick as a flash of lightning, her eyes shot open.

"Him," Tsunade, extended a cool a calm finger towards a man who was hunched over on a wooden crate, not seeming to be doing much of anything. "His chakra is foreign, yet overflowing with a powerful aura... He has learned one of the missing techniques."

"He appears to be normal," Shizune noted, "But in truth is dangerous. Understood Tsunade-sama." She then turned her attention away from the man and back to the Hokage. "Are you aware of the technique he has discovered?"

"Six are missing. I have memorized them all, so by deduction, I do know of the ones that have been stolen." Tsunade leaned forward on her perch, her eyes never leaving the man in question. "All of those six can be abused and made threats very easily. Our problem here is that I am unaware of which skill he has learned. So we have to prepare for all of them."

"Okay, what are the options on the table."

Tsunade sighed, "One is a release than can effectively stop time in a given area. Another is an arua that causes everyone to perceive actions as being normal. There is one that doesn't give off any effects. But it is imbued with a power that can change the reality of any name that is written within it... All of them are dangerous... But I do have a plan..." Tsunade turned to her, apprentice, "I need you to go down there and talk to him."

"Yes, I... What?" Shizune was so used to agreeing with everything the Hokage said. She wasn't prepared to hear her say that. "You want me to..."

"You do trust me?"

"Yes, of course, Tsunade-sama."

"Then go down there and talk to him, I won't allow him to do anything to you."