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"Those who awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan are inherently extreme. Don't act so surprised."
Sasame observed Orochimaru's reaction with indifference.
Even Uchiha Shisui fit this mold.
For an Uchiha to maintain such gentleness—wasn't that its own form of extremism?
"Even if true, Itachi would never cooperate with me."
Orochimaru's lips curled into a sneer. "I threatened Sasuke. He renounced me as his teacher long ago."
"You don't understand Uchiha Itachi."
Sasame's tone brooked no argument. "For Konoha, he would do anything."
He'd even prepared Kotoamatsukami for his beloved brother—ready to brainwash Sasuke should he betray the village.
"And you and Danzō? In his eyes, you're Konoha's necessary shadows."
Sasame continued, "He'll loathe you, but he won't kill you. To him, you're indispensable."
"What a fool."
Orochimaru's laugh was venomous. "The Will of Fire truly is… convenient."
"Enough about rewards. Let's discuss payment."
Sasame tossed him a slip of paper. "Tell Danzō this—and swear your support for his Hokage bid."
Orochimaru scanned the note, his tongue flicking out in intrigue.
Fascinating.
Is he colluding with Danzō too?
Before he could probe further, Sasame vanished—this time, with a faint chakra ripple.
Orochimaru's eyes narrowed.
Flying Thunder God.
He mastered it this quickly?
The injustice burned. While he still lacked the Mangekyō, this brat had seized space-time ninjutsu.
For the first time in years, murderous intent flared in Orochimaru's golden eyes.
Konoha Streets
Sasame paused, tilting his head.
What now?
Normally, he'd be training. But with the Flying Thunder God mastered, he felt oddly adrift.
Tsunade was buried in Hokage Tower paperwork—no point disturbing her.
Though once she's Hokage…
A smirk tugged at his lips. That'll be fun.
Maybe he should practice Danzō's signature line for the occasion:
"Tsunade, you'll regret this!"
As for Danzō's fate?
Defection sounded entertaining.
Suddenly, memories flooded in—his shadow clones dispersing.
After mastering the Flying Thunder God, he'd sent clones across the continent, planting marked kunai and shuriken.
This batch had gone the farthest—the Land of Water and Kirigakure.
The technique's chakra cost scaled with distance, mass, and volume.
Hence why its first requirement was massive chakra reserves—lest some fool teleport halfway across the world and drop dead mid-jump.
The first two users?
Tobirama Senju—a chakra monster by blood.
Minato Namikaze—a prodigy whose reserves supported even Sage Mode and tailed beast bomb relocation.
Thanks to Uzumaki heritage and relentless training, Sasame's reserves dwarfed most jōnin's.
Add the First Hokage's necklace (emergency battery) and temporary Sage Body swaps?
Chakra exhaustion? Never heard of her.
It had been a while since he'd seen Mei Terumī. Time to check on Kirigakure's progress.
Kirigakure - Mizukage Tower
Mei's fist slammed onto her desk, sending paperwork flying.
"Those bastards! Delaying funds again?!"
Since her ascension, Kirigakure's reconstruction (courtesy of a tailed beast bomb) had hit a snag:
No money.
The Land of Water's daimyō had already paid this year's allocation. Additional funds? "Negotiable."
A month of stalling. Zero ryo delivered.
"Not like you to lose composure."
A familiar voice made Mei startle—then smooth her robes hastily.
"Sasame."
Unconsciously, her voice softened. "Your business… is concluded?"
"Mostly."
His gaze lingered on her wavy curls (his handiwork), sparking a smirk. "What's got you riled?"
"The daimyō's withholding reconstruction funds."
Mei hesitated. Given Sasame's noble connections, perhaps… "Can you… expedite things?"
"Difficult."
Sasame sighed. "My ties to the Land of Water are purely transactional."
Mei's shoulders slumped.
Without funds, Kirigakure's recovery would crawl. At this rate, even a lifetime as Mizukage wouldn't bridge the gap with Konoha.
"I could lend you some spare change."
Sasame's smile turned razor-sharp.
Mei's breath hitched—but suspicion quickly followed.
What's the catch this time?
"How much?"
"700 million ryo."
The number hung in the air like a gong's echo.
Mei's pupils dilated.
In that moment, Sasame glowed—a golden deity of liquidity.
700 million was obscene. Most S-rank bounties barely cracked 100 million. Even a few million was substantial.
This sum could resurrect Kirigakure.
For a wild second, Mei considered quitting ninja life for finance.
But she was Mizukage. Composure returned.
700 million was tempting, but the interest…
"Terms?" she asked coolly.
"Remember your promise to work for me for a year? Make it two and a half."
Sasame admired her Mizukage poise, amused.
Mei blinked.
…That's it?
A strange warmth flickered in her chest.
Is he…?
She crushed the thought. "Agreed. But I add a condition—nothing harms Kirigakure."
"Naturally."
Sasame had no such plans.
His goal was simple:
Two and a half years—enough to mold her into the perfect idol.
Mei exhaled in relief.
This deal was beyond fair.
Not only had he ousted the masked tyrant, but now he offered a zero-interest loan to rebuild.
Kirigakure wins.
A pang of guilt struck her. Were she not Mizukage, she'd have trusted him fully—no reservations.
Only one question remained:
How the hell do we repay 700 million?
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