Other World Chimera
There's a joke

“All right, you have been questioned about this operation. Team Mo has obtained the item and distributed it to all of you. Failure is not an option, come out” With that said a group of ninjas began to move through Konoha. 

These groups cannot be identified as ninjas from any ninja country known for the symbols on their headbands are spiders. Another thing to mention about this group is their rather strange hair color. All members of this unknown village have bright neon hair color, from blue to red.

[I can't believe you actually did this, the amount of chaos would be unimaginable. Not to mention what would happen if you were caught] Kurama could only shake her head at what she saw. 

'Well said my devious friend! Indeed I'd be in a lot of trouble IF I got caught ' Tomoka herself wasn't worried about getting caught at all. The paint has been purchased through a proxy. All of his clones used henge and were ordered to create a disturbance throughout the village. He had thought of everything he could and prepared for it. 

'Then I have to paint myself' Tomoka sighed at the thought of his lack of jutsu. Since the clone was unable to interact for a long time with the physical world, he had to be the one to paint. 

"It's time for the show" With that said Tomoka used henge to transform into an adult version of herself with bright cyan colored hair and red eyes. After he finished, he started running up the Hokage monument. Every moment is precious because the interference his clone does will not attract the attention of many ninjas in a long time. 

Thick columns of white smoke were seen billowing around Konoha as clones detonated numerous smoke bombs that Tomoka made and planted around the village. Other distractions were also used such as paint bombs and Tomoka's personal favorite smelly bombs. 

"HAHAHAHAHAHA" With a crazy laugh, Tomoka began work painting the Hokage monument. First he wrote on the forehead of the first Hokage the word Stupid in English. Next he began to paint a beautiful mustache and beard. Last but not least, and this was not part of the plan, Tomoka painted ******* on Hokage's cheek. 

'Hmm yeah I don't see appeal. I always wondered why boys always draw **** but after trying I still don't understand.' After finishing his work, Tomoka retreated to the other side of Konoha. Seeing the broken one first, he felt proud of his achievements.  

[For your own good, I hope no one catches you. Even so, ahem, to hell with you Hashirama gets a noob rekt] Kurama on the other hand feels a mix of emotions, especially joy and worry. What Tomoka had just done was equivalent to giving the middle finger to the entire village.    

[Hey Tomoka, I forgot to ask before but, why a spider?] Kurama doesn't understand why Tomoka did some of the things she did, even after living inside her head for so many years now. 

'Why ask? Are you jealous I don't use foxes?' While saying that Tomoka's face turned amused. 

[Well, I don't care about stuff like that. Just curious] The fox was already somewhat accustomed to the constant temptation coming from the girl. 

'I miss when you're being gumpy, it's funny. Anyway, I just feel fit. Not to mention I like spiders. They are the pest exterminators of the world. Anything that gets rid of mosquitoes gets a special place in my good book. That's why also like lizards and geckos, frogs too.' 

Everything that was said and done, Tomoka had a very productive day. The day before he met Naruto and today he has raided the entire village. Smiling, Tomoka spent the rest of the day writing notes in her notebook about various things she wanted to do.

'Learning medical jutsu can be beneficial. Kenjutsu sounds interesting too. A little Fuinjutsu. Uzumaki is meant to master fuinjutsu so there is no harm in trying. I still need to perfect my own homemade jutsu. Not to mention I still need to exercise ' 

[Add some free time to your schedule, son. All work and no pleasure harm.]

'Who works? I had fun foxy' 

[Sure] By ******* fox surrender. Trying to win against Tomoka was tantamount to banging his head against a mountain and expecting it to move.