Chapter 01
Reborn in Konoha, but My Name Is Uzumaki Menma
Book Title: Naruto: In Konoha, My Name Is Uzumaki Menma
Author: Tofu Pudding Must Be Spicy
“HAHAHA! Fake! It’s all fake!”
“There is no Uchiha Madara in this world! No Sage of Six Paths! And no Kaguya Otsutsuki!”
Under the crimson blood moon, in the center of the Fourth Great Ninja War battlefield, Uzumaki Menma stood atop the Black Nine-Tails and laughed wildly while being surrounded by eighty thousand Allied Shinobi Forces.
The powerful shinobi below wore solemn expressions. During the past two years, they had already grown accustomed to this madman who constantly claimed that “this world is fake.”
After his laughter subsided, Uzumaki Menma removed the white three-eyed fox mask from his face. He could feel the transplanted Sharingan in his eyes pulsing with life and the world’s growing rejection of him.
It had been fifteen years since he transmigrated into this world.
As a transmigrator, he had originally thought he was Uzumaki Naruto.
Instead, he turned out to be Uzumaki Menma.
His parents, Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki, were both alive, making him realize that this world was nothing more than the false world created by the Limited Tsukuyomi.
To find a way to leave, he had spent more than a decade growing stronger, collecting bloodline abilities and secret techniques. He had even transplanted a pair of three-tomoe Sharingan into himself and subdued the Black Nine-Tails, becoming a shinobi whose power surpassed even the Kage.
Yet no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any trace or legend of Uchiha Madara, the Sage of Six Paths, or Kaguya Otsutsuki in this world.
So Uzumaki Menma launched a Massive Spiraling Ring attack at all five great ninja villages and started the Fourth Great Ninja War.
The Five Great Villages gathered an army of eighty thousand shinobi, and Menma used the opportunity to reveal the truth of this world.
Whether those eighty thousand people believed him or not, the false world had already begun rejecting him.
Feeling the rejection of the Limited Tsukuyomi world becoming stronger and stronger, Menma looked at the white glow appearing around his body with excitement.
He was finally leaving this world.
He just didn’t know whether he would awaken in the real Naruto world, and if so, at what point in time. Or perhaps it would already be the Infinite Tsukuyomi period during the latter stages of the Fourth Great Ninja War.
“This is my farewell gift to this world.”
Dark purple energy gathered in Menma’s right hand.
At its center was highly condensed dark-attribute chakra, while a ring of Wind Release chakra formed a rotating halo around it.
As the Massive Spiraling Ring struck the ground, a pillar of white light shot into the sky.
A tremendous explosion swallowed more than half the battlefield and over ten thousand shinobi.
At the same time, Uzumaki Menma disappeared into the white light.
October 10th, Konoha Year 51 — Night
Inside a secret delivery room hidden within the forest outside Konoha and protected by numerous barriers, Uzumaki Menma slowly opened his eyes.
“Not bad, Yellow Flash.”
“But what are you going to do now?”
A voice sounded very close by.
Menma widened his eyes.
He saw a man wearing a tiger-striped mask holding him in one arm.
Turning his head slightly, he saw Minato Namikaze holding a blond-haired baby.
“Minato!” Kushina Uzumaki cried out painfully from the bed nearby.
The Night of the Nine-Tails?
Wait… Minato is holding Naruto. Then who am I?
Before he could think further, the explosive tags left behind by the masked man detonated, blasting Minato out of the room.
At the moment of the explosion, Uchiha Obito transported Menma and Kushina into the Kamui dimension.
“Menma!”
Inside the Kamui space, Kushina struggled to rise, but her body was weak from childbirth.
The tiger-masked Obito threw two chained kunai, binding her in place.
Then he looked down at the baby in his arms.
“Not crying or making a fuss, huh?”
For some reason, Obito suddenly felt that simply killing the infant would be boring.
A bag of rice to the fifth floor!
He wanted Teacher Minato to experience the pain of losing someone precious.
Raise this child as a villain and let him destroy Konoha?
That sounded like an interesting game.
Thinking about how, more than ten years later, the Fourth Hokage’s two sons would end up fighting each other, a faint smile appeared beneath Obito’s tiger-striped mask.
Still, raising a kid for over ten years would take too long.
Obito had no interest in playing house.
After glancing at Kushina one last time, his body was swallowed by Kamui.
When he appeared again, he was already outside an orphanage on the outskirts of Konoha.
“Menma, huh?”
Looking at the baby staring back at him with bright blue eyes, Obito recalled the name Kushina had shouted earlier.
After leaving a Kamui marker on Menma and writing down his name on a piece of paper, Obito placed the swaddled infant at the orphanage entrance.
He was confident that neither Minato Namikaze nor Kushina Uzumaki would survive until tomorrow.
“I’ll come for you in ten years.”
With those words, Obito disappeared into the Kamui dimension.
Seriously? At least knock on the door before leaving!
Watching Obito vanish and leave him alone in the cold night outside the orphanage, Menma nearly broke down.
The icy wind blew across his face.
Yet he was only a newborn infant.
He had no ability to move and not even a trace of chakra inside his body.
All he could do was open his mouth and cry with all his strength.
“Waaah! Waaah!”
Boom!
In the distance, within Konoha Village, a gigantic Nine-Tailed Fox appeared and began wreaking havoc.
The entire village was instantly thrown into chaos.
Ordinary civilians, awakened from their sleep, fled desperately toward the village shelters, while shinobi rushed to the front lines in an attempt to stop the Nine-Tails.
“Director, why is it so noisy outside? Did something happen in the village?”
A childish voice sounded from inside the orphanage.
Creak—
The front door opened.
Yakushi Nono, dressed in a black-and-white nun’s habit, stepped outside with a gray-haired child.
“Ah!”
Seeing the crying baby lying on the ground, Nono quickly hurried over and picked him up.
“Was he abandoned?” Kabuto walked over from behind, looking at the infant who had immediately stopped crying in the director’s arms.
He glanced around but saw no sign of anyone else.
Nono examined the blanket and found a poorly written note.
“Menma… Is that his name?” she murmured softly.
In the direction of Konoha, a massive shadow loomed in the darkness.
Even from such a distance, the terrifying pressure could be felt.
Looking at those nine tails, Nono—who had participated in multiple wars and carried out intelligence missions in various hidden villages—immediately guessed that a jinchūriki had likely lost control.
She quickly told Kabuto to wake the other children.
They would head to the nearest emergency shelter immediately.
Only the next day, after settling the children and entering the village to gather supplies, did Nono see the heavily damaged Konoha and the grieving villagers mourning lost loved ones.
After asking around repeatedly, she finally learned about the Nine-Tails Disaster of the previous night—
And the deaths of the Fourth Hokage and his wife.
