Copying the Flying Thunder God Technique Isn't That Simple, Is It?

"Oh? Why did you think I was Uchiha Itachi?"

"If I really were Uchiha Itachi, I should have gone looking for my little brother first, rather than coming here to play house with you."

Yuuhi Kurenai smiled as she grabbed Naruto's arm. Her red lips parted slightly, and the Sharingan in her eye sockets slowly spun.

"You wanted to release the Nine-Tails again and throw the village into chaos so you could fish in troubled waters."

"Unfortunately, the Hokage had already seen through you. The seals in the tunnel outside might have had some effect in detecting Genjutsu, but that was only a small part of their purpose..."

"Even Sasuke Uchiha himself was willing to become a real bait to lure you, Uchiha Itachi, into taking the hook. But the true bait is already in your hands."

"Heh heh, the Hokage really is willing to go that far. He's letting Naruto Uzumaki be buried with me. Isn't he afraid that the Nine-Tails will break through its seal here?" Yuuhi Kurenai's grip tightened, and a faint red glow began to radiate from her eyes.

"Because the Hokage placed tremendous trust in you, Naruto..." Genma Shiranui held Naruto's hand tightly and spoke in a low voice.

The wind around them was exceptionally gentle. Konoha's evening breeze was always like this, softly brushing against them and making people feel as though they might drift into intoxication.

Yet Genma Shiranui still raised a hand to wipe his forehead, which was already drenched in sweat. Namiashi Raidō lowered his head and looked toward the base of Hokage Rock. Smoke and dust rose from there, but there was no other sign of activity. He was so excited he nearly jumped up.

Though they had not used it in a long time and had become somewhat rusty,