What Her Grandfather Came to the Door to Do

"What is he trying to do?!"

As Mito pretended to be unconscious, scenes from the little romance stories she treasured flashed through her mind.

The Sin of Taking a Prisoner.

A Thousand and One Nights in the Enemy Camp.

The Story of Me and My Enemy.

These were the sort of enlightening books her maid had found for her. Mito had taken to them at once.

"Quick, stop!" In the end, the young woman's sense of shame made her open her eyes.

Only to find that the young man had merely removed the shackles from her body.

She might not be able to gather Chakra, but she could move on her own without any problem.

She banished her wild imaginings and steadied herself. At last, Mito regained her usual composure.

"How did you get me out?" she asked, voicing the question that concerned her most.

At that, Kyosuke didn't hide a thing. He probably couldn't keep it secret now anyway.

"Have you heard of Space-Time Ninjutsu?"

"Isn't that something from legends?" The girl with the bun blinked, finally understanding how she had ended up here.

If it really was mysterious Space-Time Ninjutsu, then everything seemed to make sense.

Even her powerful father wouldn't be able to stop its effects.

After a long silence, Mito asked her second question. "What exactly do you want?"

"It's simple." Kyosuke wagged a finger. "If the Uzumaki Clan agrees to withdraw, I'll personally come to apologize."

"Hah. Don't even think about it." The girl rebuked him without the slightest courtesy. "The Uchiha have committed countless evils. My clan will join forces with the Senju to put an end to your wickedness."

"Wickedness?" Kyosuke smiled and shook his head. He wasn't angry; he could tell the girl had been thoroughly fooled.

As for the Uchiha's wickedness, he really didn't think there was much to argue about.

There was only so much land to survive on. If I don't attack you, one day you'll come after me.

In the original story, after Konoha was founded, it never again launched an invasion against the outside world.

And how did that turn out?

During the three Shinobi World Wars, Konoha had practically become everyone's punching bag.

So were the four nations of Wind, Lightning, Water, and Earth all wicked, along with small Ninja Villages like the Rain Ninja and Grass Ninja?

The Land of Fire was rich in fertile land and abundant resources, and even its climate was among the best. Naturally, its people didn't want to face war.

But what about some other countries? Forget eating and drinking well—even their basic conditions for survival were dismal.

What else could they do but fight? Were they supposed to just wait to die?

The facts proved that peace was always relative.

Kyosuke understood that, but the others had never had his unique experiences. They couldn't look at history from the perspective of an outsider.

He had no intention of correcting the girl's thinking. After a pause, his smile suddenly turned wicked.

"Then there's no helping it. For the future of our two clans, I'll have to resort to some unconventional measures."

". I, Uzumaki Mito, am not so easily frightened."

"Good." Kyosuke clenched his fist and smacked it into his palm, then eagerly explained, "Please stay here for a few months, Princess. During that time, I'll eat and sleep with you. Once our child is born, I'll personally escort you home."

"A-a child?!!!" Mito was dumbfounded. She couldn't keep up with the young man's erratic train of thought.

"Of course." Kyosuke smiled as he explained. "Once we have a child, the Uchiha and Uzumaki will be one family."

"For the sake of his grandchild, Uzumaki Ashina won't keep making trouble for us."

"U. Chi. Ha. Kyosuke!" Uzumaki Mito was furious. She had never met anyone so shameless.

What did he mean, once they had a child? Only a ghost would have a child with him.

I, Uzumaki Mito, would rather stay single for the rest of my life than marry you!

She sat up in a huff, with a powerful urge to leap on the young man and beat him up.

"My lord!" Maya's voice came from outside the tent.

After a brief explanation, Kyosuke nodded and pointed at the girl with the bun. "Keep an eye on her. Don't let anyone else near her."

"Yes!"

He turned to look at the girl, who had averted her gaze, and smiled. "Her grandpa's come to visit, so I have to go greet him in person."

At first, Mito didn't understand. By the time she realized who the child's grandpa was supposed to be, that bastard had already vanished.

"You bastard, just you wait!"

Using the Space-Time coordinate he had set up in advance, Kyosuke soon arrived at the front-line camp.

He lifted the tent flap and ignored the many strange looks, strolling over to his seat.

"Ahem, Kyosuke's here," Legion Commander Hiroki said with a light cough, repeatedly signaling to Uchiha Madara with his eyes.

With no other choice, Madara could only sigh and speak up. "I heard you kidnapped the princess of the Uzumaki Clan?"

"Yeah." Kyosuke nodded, spinning an outrageous tale. "I plan to marry her and use our descendants to completely undermine the Land of Whirlpools from within."

Uchiha Hiroki:

Uchiha Madara: .

The commanders:

Rubbing his aching head, Uchiha Hiroki finally understood why the clan head was at such a loss when it came to the young man.

People who didn't play by the rules were often the most troublesome, because no one could predict what they would do next.

Who could have guessed he'd dare to charge into the enemy camp alone and bring back the princess of an entire country?

As for the whole thing about having a child, everyone assumed he was talking nonsense.

He was still just a kid himself. Even if he wanted to, he probably didn't have what it took.

On the other side, what interested Uchiha Madara most wasn't the princess, but the mysterious ninjutsu mentioned in the report.

"Can you really use Space-Time Ninjutsu?" Madara asked quietly.

"Yeah." Kyosuke nodded with great reserve, not forgetting to praise himself. "Who am I? The greatest genius in Uchiha history. What's so strange about me knowing Space-Time Ninjutsu?"

"You invented it?"

"Of course. I call it the Flying Thunder God Technique. Pretty good name, right?"

"It's just okay."

As the two of them whispered to each other, Uchiha Hiroki began making preparations for battle.

Not many people had expected Uzumaki Ashina to be forced to take the field himself.

Now, however, they had no choice but to face the threat of a peak Clan Leader Level powerhouse.

The older generation of ninja were all wary and unwilling to confront him head-on. The two young up-and-comers present, meanwhile, were eager to fight.

"What's there to be afraid of? We'll deal with whatever comes our way." Kyosuke waved a hand, looking completely confident.

"Exactly. We won't know until we fight." Madara nodded in agreement.

He knew very well that everyone there must be thinking things like "the young are fearless."

No matter. Time would prove who the true powerhouse was.

Whether it was Uzumaki Ashina or Senju Butsuma, they would both end up defeated by him, Uchiha Madara.

That was the confidence of the strong.

Kyosuke, for his part, wasn't quite so domineering.

With Mito in his hands, he wasn't afraid of Uzumaki Ashina turning against them completely.

He'd bet that indecisive man hadn't yet decided how to deal with the Uchiha.