Naruto just wants to be a god of death.

Chapter 1 Genius Uzumaki Naruto!

"Maho Spiritual Arts Academy".

"Registration Office", "Turn left ahead".

A wooden sign stood in the middle of the road.

Uzumaki Naruto stared at the words and took a deep breath.

There is no sea of ​​fire and swords ahead, but only a school that trains "Death Gods". There will be no punishment for failing the assessment, and you will be eligible to register again next year.

But Naruto didn't have any good impression of a place called "school".

The last time I had contact with "school" was three years ago.

At that time, he was still in another world, studying at a "Ninja School" founded by a village called "Konoha".

He was the last one in the class and was hated by everyone. No one wanted to be his friend and no teacher liked him.

Of course, the same situation exists not only in the school, but also outside the school and in the entire Konoha Village.

Even shops and convenience stores did not welcome him and refused to do business with him - except for Ichiraku Ramen, which was the only store willing to receive him.

So, Naruto doesn't like school.

But he had reasons to sign up and enroll.

This place is different from Konoha. It is another world called "Soul Society", where the souls of people reside after death.

Although he had never experienced the "soul burial" mentioned by other souls, the fact was not difficult for Naruto to understand: "Coming here means that I am dead."

Death frightens the living.

But it wasn't that difficult for Naruto to accept.

He quickly fell in love with this place - there was no inexplicable scolding of him or any malice directed at him alone, the shops also welcomed him as a wealthy man, and there were plenty of people willing to be his friends.

the most critical.

After death, souls will return to the "Soul Society", which means that you are finally in the same world as your parents.

The only bad news is that the place where souls are born in Soul Society is not fixed.

There are a total of 360 areas in Rukongai, and the probability of being born in the same area is only one in 360.

Naruto searched the area where he lived for three years but failed to find his parents.

So, he must become the god of death.

Become a great figure like the "Captain", have a squadron of people help find you, or have your name spread throughout the Soul Society.

That way I will definitely be able to find my parents.

Uzumaki Naruto walked into the school gate with the crowd and filled out the registration form.

Under the guidance of a senior in a blue and white school uniform, we went to a gymnasium.

Wait until the number of people reaches 200.

The doors of the gymnasium closed.

"Reiatsu is the foundation of the Shinigami." The formal Shinigami, who was wearing a black Shinigami uniform and a sword at his waist, spoke to this group of candidates, "Only souls with the ability of Reiatsu are qualified to study at the Shinō Spiritual Academy."

"Those who are named by me, please come forward in order."

"The rest of you wait."

The quiz is simple.

Everyone just needs to put their hand on a crystal ball, and the god of death will report different "levels" based on the light it emits.

Most will just get a cold “fail”.

Those who passed the assessment were all at the "seventeenth level" or "eighteenth level", levels that did not make the God of Death happy.

Only a few people will be rated as "eleventh grade" or "twelfth grade", and the Grim Reaper's expression will ease a little.

Obviously, the lower the number, the better.

Naruto arrived late and was at the end of the line.

See one by one they are “unqualified”, and occasionally a few are “qualified”.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, causing his fingertips to turn red and his knuckles to bulge.

He knew many of the people in front.

Some are people who have "dealt with each other before" and have won and lost against each other. These people either did not pass the assessment or passed with a barely satisfactory grade such as "eighteen" or "nineteen".

There are some guys I've never dealt with before, but they are very famous.

One of them was a woman who could barely use her spiritual power, change the basic structure of spiritual particles, and achieve the effect of "turning soil into sand", but she was only rated "Twelfth Grade".

It depends on talent.

Can.
Naruto found it hard to believe that he had a "gift".

If I had that thing, I wouldn't be hated in ninja school. I would be like Uchiha Sasuke, who could be liked by teachers and classmates even if he had a sour face every day.

Twenty levels!
You must be at least twenty levels!
To be able to enroll successfully.

Soon, the Grim Reaper called out his name: "Uzumaki Naruto."

Naruto walked over with heavy steps and, like everyone else before him, placed his hand on the crystal ball.

The Grim Reaper glanced past nonchalantly, and the senior was ready to record a grade of "eighteen", "nineteen" or "fail".

But at this moment, something happened that was completely different from what had happened before.

The crystal ball burst into an intense, brilliant light.

Dazzling and burning.

The senior student in charge of recording widened his eyes. His writing brush fell to the ground and he was totally unaware of the stain.

The lazy Grim Reaper stood up, perked up, and exclaimed: "Fifty-five wait!"

There was an uproar in the stadium.

This group of souls who have not yet become Death Gods or even students, do not know what "Fifth Level" means, but the fact that no one among the more than one hundred people before has exceeded "Tenth Level" is enough to prove how great this level is.

The fact that the almighty God of Death had such a violent reaction only shows how extraordinary he was.

That inconspicuous blond boy
So outstanding?

"The test is suspended." The God of Death quickly calmed down and told the student beside him, "I will take this Uzumaki Naruto out."

"You maintain order."

The student stood up straight and replied, "Yes."

The Shinigami grabbed Naruto's wrist and instantly walked outside the gym.

"Fifth level. Is there a talent?" The whistling sound of wind beside his ears and the huge centrifugal force pulling on his body made Naruto sober up and ask questions.

Death laughed, "You have talent?"

“It can’t be described so simply.”

"Your talent is different from those unpolished gems that have yet to shine."

"arrive."

He stopped in front of a house and knocked respectfully.

A voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

Death pushed the door open, and before he was fully inside, he couldn't wait to show off: "Dean Bogang, a genius appeared in the freshman entrance examination, fifth-level spiritual power!"

Inside the room, a middle-aged man with a cheerful and kind face stood up and said, "Fifth class?"

"Uzumaki Naruto." The Grim Reaper gently pulled Naruto in from outside the door and emphasized the result again, "Fifth-level spiritual power, I saw it with my own eyes."

Then he turned his head and grinned at Naruto, "This is the director of the Shin'ou Spiritual Arts Academy, Hachiko Ikki."

"Are you confused about your talent positioning?"

Naruto nodded.

The Shinigami continued, "Fifth-level spiritual power means that with simple training at the Shin'ō Spiritual Arts Academy, you can easily reach the level of Dean Hagoka."

Naruto was surprised.

What is the level of the dean?
The dean must be a very remarkable person.

He could think of the only thing he could compare it to.
Who is the principal of Konoha Ninja School? It seems to be the third generation grandfather?

Can I become a great person like my third-generation grandfather?
The God of Death chuckled and said, "Only if you possess at least the twentieth level of spiritual power can you become the God of Death."

"Tenth level. If your spiritual power reaches tenth level, you can become a low-level officer, like me."

"Above the eighth rank, one can become a senior officer, such as Dean Bogang."

"Before becoming the dean of the Spiritual Arts Academy, Dean Bogang was a Spiritual Power 6th Grader and served as the third seat of the 9th Division."

"And the fifth-level spiritual power has already met the requirements of the vice-captain."

Having said this, the Grim Reaper paused, his eyes deep, looking at Naruto, full of satisfaction.

"But this still doesn't fully explain your talent."

"In the past hundred years, not to mention the students who have fifth-level spiritual power when they enter school, there are very few students who can have eighth-level or higher spiritual power when they graduate."

"Even the current captain of the third squad, Fengqiao Loujuro, and the captain of the ninth squad, Rokuguruma Kensei, were only sixth-class spiritual power when they graduated."

Naruto listened in fascination, condensing the long string of words into a simple rhetorical question: "So, I am a genius?"

Bo Gang laughed heartily: "You are not only a genius, but also a genius that is rarely seen in a century."

"You're not that old."

"No wonder you brought it here for me to see."

Naruto didn't reply, just looked at the two people who were congratulating themselves.

A "click" sound swept out from deep in the ear canal.

Something inside me was broken.

It seems to be something called "stereotype".

(End of this chapter)