Chapter 17
Danny stood at a safe distance, observing the scene unfold before him. His classmate, Star, a friend of the ever-popular Pauline, was casually chatting with a suave, older man. The sight made Danny uneasy.
"I don't think she'd stoop so low as to... No, this doesn't make sense. Could she be into older men?" Danny wondered, his mind racing as Naruto's cryptic words echoed in his head: "Danny, it's time for some heroism."
That single phrase spurred him into action, pushing aside his doubts and judgments. Danny silently tailed them, careful not to draw attention.
As they reached a modest house, the scene shifted. The house was alive with loud music and flashing lights. People were spilling out onto the lawn, dancing and laughing in what appeared to be a typical party.
Danny frowned. "This... doesn't feel right. What am I even doing here?" he muttered under his breath.
Naruto's voice rang out in his head again, clear and foreboding: "You are going to see the world your parents belong to."
The cryptic statement sent a chill down Danny's spine, but it also provided clarity. "Ghosts!" he thought, his eyes narrowing.
"Correct," Naruto replied in his mind, his tone firm. "Now choose your skills before the situation escalates."
Danny took a deep breath, his heart pounding. Fear tried to creep in, but he shoved it aside. He had already faced the wrath of Naruto and endured pain that felt worse than death. Nothing—not even an unknown ghost—could break him now.
Focusing on the menu of abilities he had access to, Danny considered his options. In the past, he might have chosen something flashy to impress others. But now, survival was his only priority.
"Give me the Movement Skill," Danny thought, making his selection.