Voldemort Senju Jueming

"Pretty underhanded."

After listening to Mito Uzumaki's description, Jueming felt that Tobirama Senju was quite underhanded.

Whether it was making the Uchiha Clan take charge of the MPD, pushing them out of Konoha's center of power.

Or Heavenly Weeping spitting water.

Or separately establishing the Senju Clan's drinking water area, causing everyone to drink "Hashirama's Demon Blood"...

All of this gave Jueming a deeper understanding of Tobirama Senju's malice.

What a pity.

Although Tobirama Senju was dead, the traces he had left behind during his life still affected the present world, continuously causing negative effects in the Ninja World.

Perhaps that was why disasters lasted a thousand years.

"Isn't your prone fighting style perfect for practicing this Ninjutsu?"

Mito Uzumaki had no idea about Jueming's inner criticism.

There was a faint hint of mockery in her tone.

Jueming ignored her and remained calm.

At most, once he reached the Six Paths in the future, he could revive him and viciously get even in every possible way.

For example... add some rope bondage?

Thinking of these things, Jueming chose "Water Style: Heavenly Cry" under the Great Elder's watchful gaze.

He took the scroll, asked about the cultivation methods and tricks, watched the Great Elder personally demonstrate spitting water... no, casting Water Style: Heavenly Cry.

Then Jueming prepared to leave.

"Great Elder."

Jueming paused, remembering something.

"Senju Takeshi... seems like he's about to change."

"..."

The Great Elder's expression darkened before he nodded.

"I will go counsel him."

Waving Jueming away, the Great Elder stood alone in the Ancestral Hall, gazing at the ancestors' photographs as he sank into memories.

"Hah~~~, ptooey~~!"

After returning home...

Jueming began practicing Ninjutsu.

Water Style: Spitting Water... no, Water Style: Heavenly Cry.

This Ninjutsu was E-rank, so it was not very difficult.

The trick was to gather Chakra in the mouth.

Then transform "non-elemental Chakra" into "Water Release Affinity."

The Water Release Affinity became saliva, which was then spat out.

"The marvel of this Ninjutsu lies in the fact that it doesn't require Hand Seals."

Mito Uzumaki praised it.

Tobirama Senju was truly inventive.

The weakest rank became something miraculous in his hands.

Not needing Hand Seals meant it had tremendous surprise attack potential. The enemy might be hit before they could even react.

"If you lie prone and suddenly spit out Heavenly Weeping, you can often use it to secure victory."

"I understand all that, but can saliva kill someone?"

Jueming frowned, feeling that this Ninjutsu seemed somewhat different from its description.

Watching Jueming spit splashes of water all over the ground, Mito Uzumaki was utterly speechless.

"At the beginning, you can indeed only spit ordinary splashes, so you need to continuously shape the water flow into needles. That requires long-term training..."

Inside the Mental Space, Mito Uzumaki explained while forming Hand Seals.

The scroll rose without wind, and the brush wrote one Sealing Formula after another.

As Mito Uzumaki formed Hand Seals.

All sorts of grass blades, leaves, trash, and dust blown into the backyard by the wind were instantly sealed inside it.

The backyard immediately became spotless.

So...

"Why am I the one doing these things?!"

The scroll fell from the air, and Mito Uzumaki's irritated voice entered his ears.

Ever since Jueming discovered that Mito Uzumaki could cast "Sealing Technique" out of thin air within his body.

She had become a tool for cleaning the house and yard.

Sealing trash in one second with Sealing Technique was much more convenient than cleaning it by hand, wasn't it?

Mito Uzumaki was furious and directly announced that she was going on strike.

"Water Style... Heavenly Cry!"

Jueming formed Hand Seals and continued practicing Water Release.

Morning, time for school.

This time, Jueming did not lie prone because he had discovered that the Eccentric Movement gained from being prone had reached its limit.

For now, it seemed he needed to break through the bottleneck through other cultivation methods.

According to the system prompt.

We had to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and through labor.

By properly practicing Water Style: Heavenly Cry, then going to the Ninja Academy to learn the Three Body Technique.

He could further unlock new postures.

So Jueming worked hard at practicing spitting water as he walked.

Water Style: Heavenly Cry!

"Hah~~~, ptooey~~!"

Walking down the road, Senju Takeshi watched Jueming continuously spit things onto the ground with a livid expression.

"Hmph!"

He snorted coldly and walked away with an unconvinced look.

Why... why did someone like this, who spat everywhere, bullied girls, slept in class, kicked people's knees, and couldn't even walk properly... possess such powerful talent?

While I, who acted uprightly and conducted myself properly...

"It seems the Great Elder's words weren't very effective."

Jueming stared at Senju Takeshi's hurriedly departing back.

He was probably about to change as well.

"If it really comes down to it, we should give him a prefrontal lobotomy."

Mito Uzumaki: "What kind of surgery?"

"It means removing a part of the brain. The patient will become more even-tempered, and naturally won't undergo Mutation due to psychological issues..."

"Nonsense."

Mito Uzumaki shook her head.

Could someone still be all right after a piece of their brain was cut away?

"Mutation or an even temperament—that's a question."

Jueming did not dwell on it.

After all, why should I be worried when the people involved weren't?

If the Great Elder and the others could not handle it, could I, an utterly ordinary Senju kid, really do better?

Meet force with force, block water with earth.

If Senju Takeshi truly mutated, then Jueming would just have to beat him to death.

Outside the Ninja Academy.

Many students entered the campus one after another.

Jueming's appearance immediately drew many gazes.

"First place in the Monthly Exam, the strongest new student?"

Someone walked over and greeted him.

With his words, many people were drawn over.

That sentence was clearly praise, but his next sentence was rather ridiculous.

"Voldemort... Senju Jueming?"

Jueming: "..."

Mito Uzumaki: "..."

Jueming ignored him and turned to leave.

"So he's that Voldemort."

"I heard he defeated young master Asuma while lying prone on the ground."

"Tsk, tsk..."

The crowd's discussions reached him.

Jueming's name had spread beyond the first-year freshmen.

Even upperclassmen knew about it.

"Hehe... Voldemort. What a wonderful name."

Mito Uzumaki mocked.

She had wanted to complain about it for a long time.

Getting such a lousy nickname now was entirely this kid's own doing.

Lying down, doing handstands, lying prone.

He did not look like a proper person at all.

If the Senju Clan could be revived in the future, when people spoke of Senju Jueming's title.

It would be neither God of Shinobi nor the First God of Speed, but Voldemort Senju Jueming?

It was unbearable just thinking about it.

Senju Jueming, what exactly were you reviving?!

"So what?"

Jueming paused, not the slightest bit gloomy. Instead, he looked radiant and supremely confident.

"Only the weak care about other people's opinions."

After saying that, Jueming quickly entered the campus.

"..."

Mito Uzumaki silently watched Jueming's figure.

She gained a deeper understanding of his persistence and his utterly uninhibited way of doing things...

She did not know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Where would a Senju who acted entirely as he pleased and perhaps had even fewer limits than Tobirama Senju lead the Senju Clan?