"Please, absolutely don't—I'm very satisfied with the name Henry Baker." Henry Carter was in tears. Just how much do you like eggs?! Something like 'Dog Egg'? My surname isn't even Li. You said you'd ask for my opinion, but this is just a dictatorship!

He could tell—if he objected, the other person really would change his name to Dog Egg.

"As long as you're satisfied. As your guardian, we've at least gotten to know each other a bit. We'll be spending a lot of time together from now on, so you'd better behave yourself. Let me make it clear: when it comes to dealing with brats, I always fatten them up twice over first!" William Baker was clearly displeased. The eldest digs a pit, the younger brother jumps in. Even though this pit isn't as deep as it could be, a pit is still a pit, no matter how shallow. Can't take it out on the eldest, but as for you, little brat, I can pinch you however I want.

"Haha!" Henry Carter scratched his head and grinned foolishly. I really hate perverted old men, especially those named 御手洗 who wear web-patterned tights.

"Stop giggling! You've been asleep for two days—such a sleeper. The medical ninja have already healed your injuries, but they can't cure hunger. It's mealtime already, go wash your face and come eat." William Baker pointed behind Henry Carter, turned around, closed the door with a flourish, and left.

"Damn rich people—even a tiny bedroom has its own bathroom. The other rooms must have them too. So many toilets in one house, definitely a pervert." Henry Carter muttered as he slid open the door, carrying a small stool to stand in front of the sink.

"Eh!!!"

In the mirror, a cute, pink-cheeked little girl was looking at Henry Carter with a lively expression. Black eyes, shoulder-length hair, wearing the same clothes and the same band-aid as him. Henry Carter smiled, she smiled; Henry Carter turned his head, she turned hers.

"Did I transmigrate into a girl? No... no... impossible! This is a male-oriented novel! Calm down, I have to stay calm at a time like this. Maybe she's just dressed like me. That's it, I'll look around first. That toilet-looking thing must be the time machine. If I crawl in, I can go back to Earth." Henry Carter was so overwhelmed he was babbling. Transmigrating was already hard enough to accept, but transmigrating into a girl? That's just asking to be played to death. Do all transmigrators hit by a planet-destroying cannon turn into girls? If my little buddy is gone, what's the point of living...

He pulled down his pants, and after seeing the mysterious elephant, Henry Carter finally let out a long sigh of relief—it was still there. As expected, something this cute must be a boy. The ancients did not deceive me!

"But this is just too cute. Clearly, there's a handle! Does turning from 2D to 3D always beautify the character?" Henry Carter couldn't accept this strange phenomenon. That pervert just now was clearly ugly.

He washed his face vigorously, rubbed his soft little cheeks, and comforted himself: cute as a child, but definitely ugly when grown up. After all, his dad in this life had a square face—turning into a manly man was not a dream. But thinking of his mom's oval face, Henry Carter got uneasy again. This fair, tender skin was clearly inherited from his mother's side. Obviously, his mother's genes were stronger. The future looked bleak.

"That perverted old man is called William Baker? Never heard that name in Naruto, must be a minor character." Henry Carter thought back carefully. The original work never mentioned this name, so he must be a background character—one of those who gets killed off before even introducing himself. Of course, it's also possible he transmigrated at the wrong time, before the story started, or maybe even after it ended, with Naruto and Sasuke already defeated.

"If I can't remember, then forget it. Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. At least my guardian is a ninja—that's a good start." Henry Carter wiped the water off his face and said goodbye to the past. In his previous life, his parents and two older brothers supported the family—one more or less didn't make a difference. In this life, his parents were probably gone, but he didn't feel much about it. Honestly, looking at the memories was like watching a TV show—choppy and disconnected, with no sense of immersion. Thumbs down.

"Getting hit by a planet-destroying cannon and still able to transmigrate—surely, as the chosen one, I must have some awesome cheat. Should I cultivate immortality, or practice demonic arts? Such a happy dilemma!" Henry Carter happily jumped off the little stool, sat cross-legged on the floor, palms up, calmed his mind, and entered his spiritual world. That's how it always goes in novels—can't be wrong.

For a moment, three flowers gathered on his head, five energies returned to the source, golden lotuses descended from the sky, and the voice of the Dao echoed through the room. Henry Carter opened his eyes, which could see through the void, and murmured, "Above and below heaven, I alone am supreme!"

Alright! That was all nonsense. In reality, Henry Carter lay down, sprawled, sat cross-legged, and tried a dozen different poses, but couldn't even find the entrance to his spiritual world. It wasn't until he squatted and forced out a stinky fart that he realized fairy tales are all lies.

"No cheat after transmigrating? That's not what was promised! Where's the coach? I want to delete my account and start over! No system, no old master, no portable space, not a dimension merchant, not even a guardian spirit—how am I any different from a salted fish? Ugh, it stinks, I'm going to faint!" Henry Carter collapsed onto the tatami, slumping in despair.

"You dawdling little brat, time to eat. How can washing your face take so long... Ugh, it stinks in here! What did you do?!" William Baker pushed open the door, pinched his nose, picked up the salted-fish-like Henry Carter still lying on the floor, and quickly carried him out.