Applications for Five Release Ninjutsu

Applications for Five Release Ninjutsu

Since the deaths of the two overpowered freaks of the Sengoku era, many major events had taken place in the Ninja World since the start of the Second Great War.

After Sunagakure fought Konoha and Iwagakure, it was the first to withdraw from the war, then swallowed the Land of Whirlpools like a great tonic.

After Sunagakure withdrew, the chaotic battle between Konoha, Iwagakure, and Kumogakure resumed.

After that, the Konoha Sannin and Konoha White Fang rose to prominence, carving out their own reputations and filling Konoha's shortage of high-end combat power.

During the Second Great War, Kirigakure joined the conflict, but instead of declaring war on the Five Great Ninja Villages, it set its sights on the Land of Whirlpools.

The two sides fought to a standstill across the territory of the Land of Whirlpools.

During the war, the Land of Whirlpools produced a batch of powerful bladed weapons, forcibly narrowing the gap in combat strength between the two sides.

Unlike the Ninja World, which had already become a complete mess, Sunagakure, having withdrawn from the war first, did something no one had expected.

It opened up the Ninja Village and Ninja Academy.

Merchants and nobles from all over the Ninja World sent people to Sunagakure to buy houses in order to learn ninjutsu.

For a time, houses in Sunagakure became more valuable than gold.

Housing prices throughout Sunagakure were driven even higher than the price of gold.

The arrival of outsiders directly boosted the economic interests of Sunagakure and the Land of Wind.

Inside the Daimyo's Mansion, the Daimyo of the Land of Wind sat together with the Right Prime Minister.

"How did the talks with that Kazekage go?"

The Daimyo of the Land of Wind was neither furious nor at a loss. He looked exceptionally calm.

"He was very straightforward. He's someone who knows very well how to make use of his own advantages."

The Right Prime Minister replied helplessly.

"His military advantage."

The Daimyo likewise revealed a helpless expression. Those nobles believed they held the lifeline of the ninja, but in truth, they only possessed authority granted by proxy. Once the Ninja Villages woke up to that fact, the Five Great Ninja Villages could join forces and destroy them with ease.

After a moment of helplessness, the Daimyo continued, "How are those Chakra Weapons? Can they be used in battle?"

After a moment of silence, the Right Prime Minister slowly spoke. "Their effects are excellent. Splitting metal and cleaving stone is nothing difficult. In the hands of those taijutsu experts and Samurai, killing Jonin would not be a problem."

Whenever the Right Prime Minister recalled the sight of his personal guard—a swordmaster—effortlessly slicing through a massive boulder with the Chakra Weapon Sāmon had given him, his entire body trembled.

"Tch. Quite a display of sincerity, and quite a high level of threat as well."

Seeing the Right Prime Minister's expression, the Daimyo said unhappily.

The fact that Yunqing could accurately calculate how many taijutsu experts they had and how many Samurai they kept, then send exactly that number of Chakra Weapons—bladed weapons—truly made their hearts pound.

"Make the preparations. Hand over the lives he wants, and recruit a group of craftsmen to send over as well.

Doesn't he want to carry out construction? We'll support him."

Having thought everything through, the Daimyo clenched his fists and spoke calmly.

"Yes, Daimyo."

A trace of desolation flashed through the Right Prime Minister's eyes as he quietly withdrew.

After leaving the palace, the Right Prime Minister thought of his residence in Sunagakure and smiled again. "One day, our family will possess this kind of power too."

Inside Sunagakure, Pakura sat on a bench outside the Kazekage's Office with a gray, lifeless expression and vacant eyes.

"What am I supposed to do? How did it come to this? Why?"

Pakura muttered helplessly.

She was having too hard a time. She simply could not understand what those damned rich people were thinking.

A shabby house made of sand was actually selling for more than gold.

With a creak, the doors to the Kazekage's Office opened, and Yunqing walked out with a delighted expression.

"Come on, little Pakura. Go home with your Kazekage. That pile of clothes of mine is waiting for you."

Ignoring Pakura's ugly expression, Yunqing called out and walked away.

As if that were not enough, he muttered as he walked.

"I remember you awakened Scorch Release, right?

Remember, after washing them, make sure to dry them.

I think clothes dried with ninjutsu are especially comfortable."

Listening to Yunqing's endless muttering, Pakura clenched her fists, badly wanting to punch him.

In the Ninja World, the largest pillar industry was textile and clothing production.

Ninja rarely washed their clothes, especially Chunin and Jonin.

They spent all year carrying out missions, so it was not just that they had no time; damage from battle was also a problem.

A piece of clothing had already worn out before it even got washed. Would you mend it and keep wearing it, or just throw it away and get a new one?

Pakura was the same. She couldn't even remember the last time she had done laundry.

"Hey, Pakura, let me tell you—after the reforms, ninjas will see less and less combat in the future, and those whose duty is fighting will gradually become specialized. It won't be something just anyone can do anymore. Under those circumstances, large numbers of ninjas will retire and take up other jobs. For example, Earth Release ninjas could form construction teams and work in building. Water Release ninjas could raise fish, Fire Release ninjas could bake cakes, and Wind Release ninjas could do cutting work."

Whether Pakura was listening or not, Yunqing kept muttering as he led her home.

"Look, if Hashirama Senju's Wood Release were used to plant trees in Sunagakure and improve the environment, do you think the Kazekages throughout the generations would still go to war with Konoha? And if the Light-Weight Rock Technique were used for transportation, think how much money that would save. The Land of Lightning's Heavenly Transfer Technique could be used for deliveries—once you bought something, it would arrive instantly. Those seven Ninja Swords of the Land of Water could be used to carve through mountains, slaughter pigs and sheep, electrocute fish, build Chakra stations, and so on. What couldn't they do? And Hozuki Gengetsu's Water Gun series would be perfect for cutting steel—better than anything else."

At first, Pakura found Yunqing's words harsh and difficult to understand, but the more she listened, the more reasonable they seemed.

And the more reasonable they seemed, the stranger Pakura's expression became.

What the hell was this? Weren't ninjutsu supposed to be lofty and impressive?

Weren't they meant for fighting?

How had they become essential household skills in his hands?

Fire Release for cakes, Water Release for filling ponds, Wind Release for cutting wood, Earth Release for building houses, Lightning Release for batteries.

He really dared to imagine anything.

In his eyes, was Hiruzen Sarutobi, the Professor of Ninjutsu and master of all five Chakra natures, basically the perfect househusband?

Still, just imagining the Uchiha Clan, who specialized in Fire Release, opening a Cake Shop with straight faces and selling cakes with those ridiculously handsome looks...

No, she couldn't think about it. Pakura felt that, as someone obsessed with good looks, she would spend herself into bankruptcy.

Led astray by Yunqing's words, Pakura, who was in her adolescence, let her thoughts wander further and further. She didn't even notice when they arrived at Yunqing's home, much less remember when she herself had gone home.

In contrast to Pakura's mood, the Uzumaki Clan, who had brought their whole families to Sunagakure and were already prepared to work themselves to the bone in the early stages, were stunned by the sight before them.

Was this bustling city, with crowds coming and going and prosperity comparable to Daimyo City, really Sunagakure—the village known for being full of paupers?

"Good heavens, are you kidding me? Am I dreaming?"

Looking at the crowds entering and leaving the canyon leading into Sunagakure, Aizawa Uzumaki could only say that he was terrified.

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