Dan was very pleased with his daughter Marissa. He knew she had inherited his talents from the moment she was born. Even as a newborn, her muscles were already defined.
However, Marissa’s growth into a muscular girl, standing 1.8 meters tall by the age of eight, was somewhat unexpected.
What surprised him even more was that Marissa not only awakened a Stand, proving Dan’s theory of Stand inheritance, but her Stand turned out to be Star Platinum.
In the original JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, Star Platinum was of the same type as The World. Comparing their stats, The World had a “3A2B1C” rating, while Star Platinum had a terrifying “5A1C,” making it much stronger.
Indeed, Dio’s The World was ultimately defeated by Jotaro Kujo’s Star Platinum.
Perhaps influenced by this cross-dimensional fate, Marissa had been rebellious from a young age. She never listened to Dan and constantly sought to challenge him, longing to defeat her own father.
Dan wasn’t angry or worried about this “filial daughter.” On the contrary, he was intrigued. He looked forward to seeing how far his daughter could grow with her Star Platinum Stand.
If the day ever came when Dan truly became invincible and found no worthy opponents, he hoped Marissa could become his final challenger. They would reach the pinnacle of power together in a fight of raw strength—a battle of muscle gods.
Speaking of Stands, Dan turned his gaze to his younger son, Hagoromo. Three years younger than Marissa, today marked his fifth birthday. Unfortunately, Hagoromo didn’t seem to inherit Dan’s talents or physique, and there were no signs of him awakening a Stand.
So far, he appeared ordinary. However, comparing him to Marissa made anyone seem average. Compared to his peers, Hagoromo’s ninja talents were still exceptional.
Turning back to Marissa, who was still kneeling before him and breathing heavily, Dan spoke softly: “No need to kneel, my good daughter. Stand up, I’ve felt your filial piety.”
With that, he walked through the yard to stand before Hagoromo.
“My dear son, happy birthday.” Dan crouched down, pulling a beautifully wrapped book from his pocket as a birthday gift.
The Book of Ninja World Secrets.
Little boys loved reading, especially when curiosity was at its peak. Such a book was the perfect gift.
Sure enough, Hagoromo’s eyes lit up as he gratefully accepted the book, holding it close.
“Thank you, Father.”
Dan smiled silently, ruffling his son’s hair before heading indoors.
After he left, Hagoromo ran to Marissa and helped her up, concerned: “Sister, are you okay?”
“Damn old man!” Marissa grumbled, punching the ground in frustration.
Marissa had always been strong. From an early age, she knew she was different from other children. Her rapid physical development made her a tiger among kittens.
Her appearance often drew mocking comments about her looking neither male nor female, to which she responded with her fists, silencing her critics.
Through these confrontations, she awakened her Stand, Star Platinum, and came to enjoy the thrill of battle.
Marissa didn’t like bullying the weak; it brought her no satisfaction. Her greatest pleasure was challenging the strong. Defeating powerful opponents filled her with a sense of accomplishment.
By the time she was eight, Marissa had fought her way through the entire ninja academy, regardless of age or rank. She even sparred with Sasuke, Neji, and others from Konoha’s “Golden Generation,” with mixed results.
Her ultimate goal had always been her father, the Sixth Hokage, Uchiha Dan, recognized as the strongest ninja.
Unfortunately, every challenge ended with her bruised and beaten, her Stand overpowered by Dan’s The World.
Her father was like an insurmountable mountain, always blocking her path.
But Marissa didn’t realize that she had already surpassed many lesser heights in aiming for this peak.
One day, she might reach the summit and realize she stood atop countless mountains.
Dan entered the living room to find a table filled with steaming, delicious dishes.
In the kitchen, he heard the clatter of pots and pans.
Dan walked into the kitchen to see Samui wearing an apron, busy with preparations.
“Dan, did you fight with Marissa again? You, as a father, should stop bullying your daughter,” Samui said without turning around.
Hearing the commotion outside, she had guessed what had happened, her tone tinged with resignation.
Dan chuckled, saying nothing as he embraced her from behind.
“The kids are home, you know,” Samui whispered, blushing.
“We’ve been married for years. What’s there to be shy about?” Dan replied, kissing her cheek before moving to help with the cooking.
As they cooked, they chatted about everyday matters.
“I heard Marissa got into another fight at school, and this time it was a big one—she took on a dozen chunin by herself…”
Samui sighed, feeling the headache that came with having such a daughter.
Dan, however, had a different focus: “Did she win or lose?”
Without waiting for an answer, he mused: “She must have won. A dozen chunin aren’t much of a challenge for Marissa.”
“That’s not the point,” Samui retorted, rolling her eyes, wishing Dan would teach their daughter that constant fighting wasn’t good behavior.
“Remember, I got expelled on my first day at the academy for beating up a teacher,” Dan replied, surprised.
Samui fell silent, realizing Dan was a poor role model.
Given Marissa hadn’t taken after her father entirely, they were lucky.
Seeing Samui’s worry, Dan patted her shoulder, comforting her: “Kids have energy that needs to be released somehow. How about after Marissa takes the chunin exam, I arrange for her to graduate early and find something else for her to do?”
“That might work,” Samui nodded, sighing.
Half an hour later, the family of four gathered around the table to celebrate Hagoromo’s birthday.
“Happy birthday, Hago!” Marissa handed her brother a gift, then downed a liter of chicken breast juice in one go.
“I want to drink that too, to build muscles and become strong like you,” Hagoromo declared after making his birthday wish.
But his face twisted in disgust after one sip, nearly spitting it out.
“Just eat the birthday cake, Hago,” Samui said, laughing as she handed him a piece, her eyes full of motherly love.
Afterward, she turned to Marissa, concerned: “How’s your preparation for the chunin exam? Don’t forget the written part.”
The chunin exam had a written component in addition to the practical test, and Samui worried her daughter might neglect it.
Marissa, swallowing a large piece of beef, reassured her: “Don’t worry, Mom. I won’t get expelled like Dad on my first day. I’m just bored and want to pass the jonin exam quickly to stop wasting time at the academy.”
Recently, Konoha’s “Golden Generation” had all graduated. Marissa felt she was on their level and wanted to graduate early as well.
Hearing this, Dan thought for a moment and addressed his daughter: “Okay, if you pass the chunin exam, you can graduate early. You can team up with your cousin Sasuke and train outside the village.”
“Really?” Marissa’s eyes lit up; she had long wanted to explore the wider world.
“On the condition that you get first place in the chunin exam,” Dan reminded her, arms crossed. “This is the largest exam in ten years, with many participants from all over the ninja world.”
Samui added: “I’ve heard there are over a thousand participants this time. Many are already chunin or even near-jonin level, holding back just to win and bring honor to their villages. Don’t underestimate them, Marissa.”
This chunin exam was truly a den of hidden talents.
Rather than being intimidated, Marissa was excited, eyes gleaming as she promised: “That makes it interesting. I’ll compete solo like my cousin Itachi and take first place!”
After finishing her meal, Marissa got up, wiped her mouth, and said: “I heard Sasuke got beaten up and is in the hospital. I’m going to check on him.”
Check on him? More like finding out who beat him up.
Dan and Samui exchanged knowing glances, understanding her intentions but saying nothing.
“I… I want to go with her,” Hagoromo timidly raised his hand.
Samui instructed Marissa: “Take your brother out for his birthday, but come back early.”
“Sure!” Marissa carried Hagoromo on her back and dashed out.
Watching them leave, Dan remarked: “Finally, some alone time.”
Samui rolled her eyes, leaving him with, “First, wash the dishes.”
In the kitchen, they cleaned up, chatting.
“I’ve been feeling tired lately. Maybe I’m getting old,” Samui sighed, wiping sweat from her forehead.
Women were always sensitive about age, especially as they grew older.
Dan, studying her, said: “How can you say that? You’re more beautiful and in better shape than ever.”
To him, Samui, now 29, was at her prime—mature and alluring.
“Really?” Samui doubted, thinking Dan was flattering her.
Dan lifted her into his arms, suggesting: “Exercise keeps you young. Let me help you stay in shape.”
“Then… teach me something new,” Samui said, eyes twinkling.
“I promise you’ll be satisfied.”
…
Days flew by. Dan’s plan to lure out his enemies seemed
to fail as nothing happened in Konoha.
The village remained peaceful and bustling.
Dan wasn’t worried. He took the time to enjoy life with his family.
Then, the chunin exams arrived.
With the development of Konoha’s ninja academy and educational system, the chunin exams had become a significant event, affecting many students’ futures and captivating countless parents.
Thanks to technological advancements, the exams were now televised, allowing people across the ninja world to watch.
Betting on the results had also become popular, with gamblers placing wagers on their favorite participants.
In any exam, the top spot always drew the most attention.
In the recent jonin exams, Uchiha Sasuke’s victory earned him praise and recognition as Konoha’s top genius.
For this chunin exam, the favorite to win was undoubtedly the Sixth Hokage’s daughter—
“Iron Fist” Marissa.
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