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(short nonrelevant chapter skip if you would like)

The day unfolded with a semblance of normalcy in Konoha, at least from Karma's perspective. Her older brother had offered to accompany her to the academy that morning, but en route, she noticed her ramen-loving comrade, Naruto, adorned in an unusual fashion – his face covered in vibrant face paint. It struck her as peculiar, but she quickly deduced the reason. Today was the day for ninja registration photos, and she knew that the Hokage would never allow Naruto's playful face paint in his official record. Thus, she paid it little heed.

As an Anbu operative, Karma had no need to retake her own registration photo. Nevertheless, she felt a reassuring sense of duty watching over the Hokage as he navigated the administrative matters of the village. Kami forbid anything untoward should happen to the venerable leader; she couldn't fathom forgiving herself in such a scenario.

Upon being dropped off, Karma strode into the room designated for photo sessions, her Anbu mask concealing her features. Cloaked in a cloak that blended into the shadows, she positioned herself discreetly in a corner. Moments later, Naruto burst into the room with his characteristic exuberance, bemoaning the anticipated loss of his ninja info card photo. What unfolded next, however, took a decidedly unexpected turn.

Naruto, in his theatrical way, executed a jutsu with astonishing consequences – he transformed into a rather provocative female form, presenting 'herself' in a manner that left little to the imagination. The Hokage, instead of maintaining a dignified demeanor, was overtaken by a nosebleed, collapsing backward in a rather undignified manner.

Karma found her composure tested as she watched this spectacle unfold, her professional restraint keeping her from delivering a well-deserved slap to the Hokage right then and there.

Just as the room seemed to regain some semblance of order, the door swung open once more, revealing the Third Hokage's spirited grandson, Konohamaru, charging into the room with the determination to challenge the Hokage for the title.

However, fate had other plans for young Konohamaru, for he stumbled and face-planted spectacularly upon entry. Casting accusatory glances around the room, he swiftly placed the blame on Naruto. In response, Naruto hoisted Konohamaru up by his shirt, his defiance ringing through his words.

"You won't hurt me! I'm the Third Hokage's grandson!" Konohamaru declared with youthful bravado.

"Yeah, well, it's not like I care!" Naruto retorted, delivering an unceremonious punch to the boy, much to Konohamaru's chagrin.

Soon after, Konohamaru's mentor, Ebisu, dashed into the room, his expressions torn between concern for his student and outrage at Naruto's presence.

"Honorable grandson!" Karma emerged from her corner, her measured steps carrying her toward Ebisu as he sought to justify himself.

"You are supposed to be watching over Konohamaru, Ebisu," she stated, her voice carrying an air of stern authority.

Ebisu stammered, caught off guard by her presence and the palpable weight of her aura.

"That's what, Ebisu...? You call yourself a jounin, yet you can't even supervise a small academy child?" Karma's gaze bore into him, leaving little room for excuses.

Ebisu gulped, trying to articulate an explanation, but Karma silenced him with a raised hand.

"Konohamaru, why don't you spend the day with Naruto?" she suggested, her words eliciting a spark of enthusiasm in the boy's eyes. He eagerly agreed, for now, he had someone formidable to challenge.

As Naruto continued his spirited protestations and eventually made his dramatic exit from the room, Karma maintained her vigilant watch over the unfolding events.

A while later, Ebisu finally managed to track down Konohamaru and Naruto. He approached Konohamaru, instructing him to leave Naruto's company. However, the young aspiring Hokage adamantly refused.

With aspirations of surpassing his grandfather, Konohamaru unveiled the "sexy jutsu" on Ebisu, much to the dismay of the vigilant tutor. Concerned that Konohamaru might follow in Naruto's footsteps, Ebisu tried to physically remove him from Naruto's influence.

Naruto, displaying unexpected finesse, countered Ebisu's actions with the shadow clone technique. Yet, what transpired next left Ebisu utterly flabbergasted. The shadow clones transformed, not into replicas of Naruto, but into alluring female versions of him. Ebisu's nosebleed gushed forth in response, rendering him incapacitated.

In the midst of this rather bizarre situation, Karma, ever the stoic observer, couldn't help but sigh in exasperation. Her brief appearance beside the tree went unnoticed as she made her departure.

The last image etched into Ebisu's dazed consciousness was that of a figure with black and white haired person standing above him, a silent sentinel in the whirlwind of events.

While she carefully escorted Ebisu to a nearby hospital, Naruto continued imparting his wisdom to Konohamaru. He emphasized the absence of shortcuts on the path to becoming Hokage and declared the two of them eternal rivals.

As she watched the scene unfold, Karma couldn't help but think that she might have just stumbled upon the second coming of Kakashi and Gai.

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