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Rihoku wasn’t having the greatest life on Earth. Granted, he wasn’t having the worst one either. He had parents wealthy and influential enough to bribe his school, but weren’t loving enough to take care of him. He had no friends, hobbies, or anything that would give meaning to his life. Trappe...
After losing his parents, Kazama Ren was raised by his shinobi grandfather — a man whose idea of affection involved ambush training, treacherous movement drills, and poison consumption. By the time Ren reached high school, he’d mastered nearly every technique in their clan’s arsenal. Too bad n...