UK:GSW Chapter 318 Kakashi's First Genjutsu Ga Experience at 31 Was Not Good, Because He Was Brutally Noob-Stomped
"It really is lively..."
Kakashi walked along the night market street, the one dead-fish eye that was showing sweeping back and forth across the bustling night market as he remarked on the prosperity here.
In his mory, the Konoha where he had grown up had never had a scene like this. Even the festival activities brought by so particularly fervent holidays couldn't compare to this night market.
In a vast area, the streets on both sides were lined with all kinds of eateries and small handicraft shops, and in so of the wider sections, there were also neatly arranged rows of temporary little stalls—these places likewise sold all kinds of food.
The aromas of various foods and drinks drifted through this area, making him feel hollow inside and itching to eat.
He had already been starving after being put through the wringer by his old man all afternoon; now he felt even hungrier.
So Kakashi stopped holding back, imdiately heading to the food stalls that interested him to look for what he wanted to eat. Very soon he had food and drink in hand and thus began the process of tasting the delicacies.
Delicious, excellent, and not expensive. Looking at the flow of people around him, and considering that today was neither an event day nor a holiday, Kakashi knew that this kind of night market was the norm in this Konoha—further proof that, for the people here, spending at the night market was no luxury.
Already aware that Konoha now had many outside workers, Kakashi understood that the inco Konoha provided was sufficient to let those migrant workers spend here with ease; otherwise it wouldn't be able to sustain this kind of traffic and economy.
"Truly impressive… this Konoha. Over on our side, even in ten years—no, even in twenty years—it would be hard to reach this level..."
Muttering thus, Kakashi yanked down his mask at lightning speed and popped the last fish ball into his mouth, then tossed the trash into the bin beside him.
Obviously, as a professional habit, Kakashi was gathering intel through the details and circumstances of the night market as he strolled, then comparing it to the Konoha of his own world. He also understood that this was exactly what Minato Namikaze had hinted at—laid his attitude bare, really—telling him to collect intel to his heart's content and then make comparisons.
Because the greater the gap, the clearer it would beco that the main world's Konoha was on the right path. And when the main world's Konoha truly intervened in the affairs of the parallel world's Konoha, Kakashi would unswervingly act as the lead backer—big bro taking point.
As for this, Kakashi understood; Minato understood that Kakashi understood; Kakashi understood even more clearly that Minato understood he understood. Everyone was just operating with unspoken tacit understanding.
"Mm... I'm full, and I've had enough to drink."
"Where to next? Should I go to the massage shop Minato-sensei ntioned and relax? Or should I go to the arcade?"
After a brief consideration, Kakashi made up his mind. Massage shops and the like existed in his original world, but so-called genjutsu gas he had never played, had never even heard of—he only learned about them through Minato's introduction earlier.
Since this was sothing praised by the Fourth Hokage and even lauded as having changed the entire ninja world, he naturally had to give it a proper try.
Thus Kakashi took out a small communicator—the very one Minato Namikaze had given him before leaving, used specifically to contact the Konoha Gaming Association employee assigned to host him.
Although the ninja world in the other world already had walkie-talkies, this small communicator was obviously different from a walkie-talkie—at least different from the other world's walkie-talkies. It was dainty and compact, shaped like a pager that had been popular on Earth for so years.
Very soon, Kakashi connected with the other side through the communicator. On the line was a mature and polite man who, once the call connected, asked most respectfully, "Excuse , is this Mr. 'Skaya'?"
"Mm, that's ." Kakashi replied. "Skaya" was his alias—one he had used in the other world—and in this world it was naturally impossible to use his real na. After all, Konoha here still had a childhood him; using his real na would be far too conspicuous.
So, after discussing it with Minato, Kakashi used the alias "Skaya" as his na during his stay in the main world's Konoha.
He would even have an official Konoha shinobi identity under that alias. For Minato Namikaze, forging an identity was easy, and such forged identities were very common in Konoha. Although it had now transford, it had once been a professional ninja organization—and for a ninja organization, quickly forging identities was the most basic skill.
Very soon, under this employee's guidance, Kakashi arrived at the main store of the Konoha arcade and, at the entrance, t this well-dressed middle-aged handso man whose status was clearly much higher than that of an ordinary employee.
This person was in fact one of the resident store managers—one could call him senior hired help. But precisely because he was senior hired help, he could be in contact with a big shot of Minato Namikaze's rank. Otherwise, if the Fourth Hokage's aide and close friend of Uchiha Kai, Minato Namikaze, had gone straight to the lowest-level ordinary employee when seeking soone from the Konoha Gaming Association, such a "big leap" wouldn't make him seem down-to-earth; it would instead make many people tremble and suffer misfortune.
At the very least, those senior wage-earners in managent would certainly wonder whether they had done sothing wrong to incur Minato's displeasure—so much so that Lord Yellow Flash had gone directly to ordinary employees.
And those who actually ran things would conduct a thorough investigation and purge to make sure to find whoever had angered the big shot—don't doubt it; such things were very likely to happen. When the topmost big shot does anything casually, it often triggers countless guesses and over-interpretations below.
Minato used not to understand these things and would surely have dismissed them, thinking it was rely entrusting an ordinary employee to look after his disciple from another world—no need to mobilize the troops.
But after holding power for several months already, after experiencing in Loran what it was like to hold great authority yet have reforms impeded, and after deep study in the training space, Minato understood that many things wouldn't unfold just because he thought they would. Perhaps if he continued as a traditional Hokage, he could still act according to his preferences. But since he had decided to change the ninja world, many things were bound to happen—prudence in word and deed was sothing Minato Namikaze had to grasp.
Soon, under the respectful lead of this resident manager, Kakashi entered the interior of the arcade.
Now, as the earliest opened arcade and the Konoha arcade's main store, this place had already been expanded several tis—the land around the original storefront had been purchased for expansion. The interior décor was excellent, with clearly divided zones so that all kinds of custors could enjoy five-star service in the store.
And yet, under such circumstances, Kakashi suddenly stopped in his tracks, because just ahead he saw three people dash out of a private room and run for the exit.
The three were kids of about ten, faces still full of childishness—two boys and one girl. The two boys were even throwing bla at each other.
Boy A: "It's all because of you! You bastard Kakashi—if you hadn't failed to hold the north, how could we have turned this war into a tug-of-war?"
Boy B: "Hmph, you idiot, don't pass the buck. I already said it wasn't early. I told you to join in a surprise attack on them—we could have taken them out in one wave before they'd developed. But you just had to go fight the Tailed Beast."
Boy A: "Tch! Wasn't it you who said from the start that they had a tactician on their side and that we should be cautious? I wanted to bring out a jinchuriki—wasn't that for the sake of victory?"
Boy B: "That's why I'm saying it's all your idiot fault!"
Boy A: "Damn it! Bastard Kakashi, you want to fight?"
Boy B: "As if you could beat ."
Girl: "Alright, alright! Don't fight. It's getting late—we need to hurry ho! It's already really late today. If we don't go back now, our families are seriously going to get angry."
In the end, under the girl's helpless persuasion, the two boys stopped arguing. Each let out an annoyed snort and then, in silence, picked up their pace—it was obvious they'd gad too long, were late going ho, and were now panicking.
The three little ones brushed past Kakashi. Kakashi seed as if he wanted to look back, but in the end he didn't. He silently followed the resident manager toward the top-tier VIP single room prepared for him.
Only, the face beneath his mask seed to be smiling at that mont.
Just then, among the three little ones who had run past, the slightly dopey Boy A seed to sense sothing. He stopped and, puzzled, looked back.
All he saw was the retreating back of a stranger uncle disappearing around the corner.
Boy A's two companions noticed he was acting off and also stopped, looking back in puzzlent.
The girl asked, curious and concerned, "Obito, what's wrong?"
Boy A turned back at her words and waved a hand. "It's nothing. I just felt like that uncle just now gave a familiar feeling, but thinking about it carefully, I've never seen that uncle at all. Must've been my imagination!"
At that, the other two didn't think any more of it and left the arcade together with Boy A.
On the other side, the 31-year-old empty-nest man-child Kakashi Hatake had already been brought by the resident manager into the luxurious VIP single room. Although only fifty square ters, it had all the essentials—bathroom, bedroom, lounge—and you could summon dining service, cleaning service, and other basic services at any ti. It was the sort of place where you could just lie back once you moved in.
So long as it was a genjutsu ga sold on the market, you could play it here. These included not only the genjutsu gas produced by Uchiha Kai, but also the various "masterpieces" produced by the ninja world's number-one art master, the ninja world's eroge forefather, Jiraiya.
Those "masterpieces," however, were placed in a hidden spot; openly, only the genjutsu gas produced by Uchiha Kai were on display.
The resident manager didn't say these things outright—he only indicated that there was a hidden surprise in a certain place. If Kakashi got tired of ordinary genjutsu gas and wanted to adjust his mood, he could open that hidden storage cabinet and cultivate his sentints.
The resident manager's smile at that mont was very suggestive, making Kakashi raise an eyebrow and take a keen interest.
Of course, because he hadn't experienced genjutsu gas at all yet, Kakashi couldn't imagine how surprising that "surprise" could be. He was even a bit dismissive of it, thinking that when it ca to this kind of "art," the peerless masterpiece Make-Out Paradise by Lord Jiraiya was the undisputed classic—and compared to that peerless masterpiece, other "art" was hardly worth a ntion.
And so, with the mindset of "I've seen every kind of scene—this won't scare ," Kakashi started his first genjutsu ga, choosing the latest blockbuster the resident manager had recomnded earlier: Ninja World War.
Then Kakashi's worldview was overturned, just like those of people who were experiencing genjutsu gas for the first ti.
Ah! These mountains! Ah! This water! Ah! This luxuriant grass!
The above was Kakashi's simple written outpouring giving a verbal sketch of his inner shock.
Mm, it's very abstract, because Kakashi had been so stunned that his mind was empty; he was dumbstruck on the spot.
The unparalleled sensory realism—everything he saw was unbelievably real. Although the text options displayed within—"Campaign Mode," "Versus Mode," "View Rankings," "Map Editor," etc.—made this realistic scene seem a bit uncanny, the feelings of the experience delivered an unprecedented impact, leaving Kakashi in a dazed stupor.
After quite a while, Kakashi finally recovered and had adapted to his current state.
Afterward, with a brief consideration, Kakashi chose Versus Mode, which contained options for player-vs-AI, matchmaking, and ranked matches.
Only, the usable ones were player-vs-AI and matchmaking; ranked was not available yet because Kakashi's ga level was still low. He had to complete ten matchmaking gas before ranked could be unlocked.
Seeing this, and after figuring out the distinctions among the battle modes, Kakashi decisively chose matchmaking to face other players.
Although he had never commanded large-scale armies, the training Kakashi had received since childhood had been top-tier. In the era of the Fifth Hokage he had even been cultivated as a general, with professional instructors imparting experience and knowledge in commanding large forces.
Thus Kakashi believed his command ability was decent at present; engaging in matchmaking against other players was quite suitable—he was sure he could achieve good results.
Then, not long after, Kakashi realized how naïve he had been. The way this real-ti strategy ga divided people into different troop types and utility roles was a bit ahead of his ti. Even though reality also had such clear divisions of labor, many tis, when sothing needed doing, once orders were passed down soone would naturally handle it—there was no need to micro-manage.
However, in this ga, as the lord and commander of a faction, the player had to micro-manage constantly.
For Kakashi, who had never experienced genjutsu gas before, this model was a bit advanced. Once the battle began, his operations were all a bit flustered; many tis he didn't even know what he should be doing.
Very much as one would expect. Most players, upon entering this ga, did not make matchmaking their first fight—they either played against the AI or went straight to Campaign.
Campaign Mode ant the player chose one of the five great villages and, as that village's leader, conducted war. In Campaign Mode, the player went through stage after stage; there was corresponding story content—very little, but it existed.
Moreover, in Campaign Mode the ga had a built-in guidance function. It guided the player on how to obtain resources, how to build bases and expand the army, and directly led players to learn the functions and roles of various buildings and troop types—a classic newbie tutorial.
Kakashi, however, had experienced none of that and jumped straight into matchmaking—problems upon problems, of course.
The result was that by the ti Kakashi figured out how to obtain resources, build structures, and expand his army, the enemy soldiers were already at his doorstep.
In a state of total bewildernt, Kakashi had the enemy ride right on his face and pour out damage, getting blown up outright.
When the match ended, the opponent even sent a ssage saying he'd never encountered an opponent this green—that he'd been able to sit on Kakashi's face and unload damage—making Kakashi's cheek twitch. He very much wanted to go settle things offline in real life with that guy who had noob-stomped him and face-camped him.
Unfortunately, in the ga everyone used disguised identities. As an outsider, Kakashi knew full well he couldn't possibly know who his opponent was, so he could only stew in silence.
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