Naruto: You Call This A Medical Ninja?

A faint light pierced through the darkness, illuminating a shadowy figure.

The person emerging wore a white robe adorned with intricate gold embroidery, resembling ancient and mysterious curse seals. Beside him stood a towering man wielding a scythe. A massive, unhealed wound crossed his chest, still bleeding profusely, yet his expression remained unnervingly gleeful.

"How about I go over and take a look first?" the tall man asked, a sinister grin curling at the edges of his mouth. "Even if they can't beat me, they can't keep me either. Heh-heh..."

"Do not," the man in white commanded sternly. "You are my perfect creation. You cannot take unnecessary risks. Let's go. Take these sacrifices back first. As for the Ninja Alliance, it will soon be our playground."

With that, the man in white turned and vanished into the shadows. The tall man shrugged, neither agreeing nor opposing, though the excitement in his eyes still burned. Without hesitation, he swung his scythe, skewering several corpses on the ground, then carried them away, disappearing into the night.

A Small Village in the Land of Fire

"I heard there's a medical ninja from Konoha treating people for free. Even if you just catch a cold, he can fix it!"

"Free!? Didn't someone say it cost 100 yen?"

"You cheapskate! Is 100 yen even money? Come on, let's go!"

Even farmers in the fields abandoned their tools and rushed toward the village square. Soon, a crowd had gathered, all seeking treatment.

The one providing this help was none other than Reiki.

"This is just a small cut. Fortunately, you came early; if you'd waited longer, it would've healed on its own," Reiki said while treating a villager. "But you've been overworking yourself. Recently, take it easy, especially with your sister-in-law. Here's a potion. Drink one bottle a month, and you'll be fine."

"Thank you!" the man replied. Turning to someone nearby, he added, "See? I told you I needed to take it easy!"

Reiki had expected the man's wife to be a striking beauty, but instead, he was greeted by an entirely unexpected sight—a towering wall of a woman. The revelation nearly made him stumble.

Unperturbed, Reiki continued his work.

"Uncle, your condition isn't serious. Something was growing in your head, but I removed it. Stay home and rest for a few days. With the medicine, you'll be back to normal soon."

"Sister, congratulations, you're pregnant! Stop working so hard for now."

"Brother, you're still young. Your development is perfectly normal. As you grow older, everything will catch up with you naturally..."

By the end of the afternoon, Reiki had treated everyone in the small village. Though there weren't any extraordinary rewards, he earned a considerable number of medical points—619 in total. Walking across the Land of Fire like this would certainly yield even greater rewards over time.

After selling off unnecessary items from random reward packs for additional medical points, Reiki turned to the village chief.

"Uncle, is everyone in the village accounted for? Anyone left untreated?" he asked politely.

The village chief scratched his head. "Well, there's a stranger we took in. He's unconscious most of the time and hasn't been able to work. We've been feeding him small portions to keep him alive. Medical Ninja-sama, do you think you could...?"

Reiki's curiosity piqued. A mysterious man, severely injured, yet still alive after half a year in the village? This could either be a vagabond or someone hiding a deeper story. Either way, it was worth investigating.

"Take me to him," Reiki said.

They arrived at a small wooden hut on the outskirts of the village. Before the chief could knock, a voice from inside rang out.

"It's not time for food. No need to bother me."

The voice was strong, not what one would expect from an injured man. It carried an edge, hinting at someone who wasn't ordinary.

The village chief stepped forward. "Daemon, a medical ninja from Konoha is here. He's treated everyone in the village. Let him examine you too. You've been with us for six months now. We see you as part of our family. If you're willing, you could even settle here permanently. The villagers would gladly help you cultivate land."

The man inside paused before responding. "Medical ninja? No need. I'm fine. I'm not sick—"

Before he could finish, Reiki kicked the door open. Without hesitation, he grabbed the man inside and dragged him into the light.

The sight shocked Reiki—bright red hair spilled over the stranger's shoulders, and his chakra reserves were unmistakably immense.

"A member of the Uzumaki clan?!" Reiki exclaimed, recognizing the man's formidable vitality and chakra. Daemon, as the village called him, was no ordinary wanderer. Here, in this small village, Reiki had stumbled upon the remnants of the legendary Uzumaki lineage.