"I want to! I want it more than anything! Twelve years—twelve whole years! Every other day, I dream about sitting in the center of the Hall of Fire, listening to my retainers kneel and call me... Daimyo!"
All the longing he'd nursed day and night, all the sorrow and frustration he'd been unable to voice, poured out of him in that moment.
The people of Konoha were moved by his words.
Enshū's tears streamed down his face. "Everyone! My father is a foolish, tyrannical ruler! The people of the entire Land of Fire are mourning! He must be executed! He has to go!"
"Besides, he treats Konoha so harshly! How can you stand by and put up with it? I, Enshū, can't! I won't stand for it!"
He flung his right hand about, every word charged with emotion, his voice booming from deep in his chest.
The Guardian Ninja holding a shield hurriedly warned him, "Your Highness..."
"Silence! If you say another word, I'll have General Naruto kill you all!" Enshū glared furiously, spittle flying from his mouth.
He turned to Naruto, his eyes filled with awe and reverence, his face brimming with adoration. "Uh..."
Naruto smiled and nodded. "Enshū, don't go threatening to kill people at every turn. We're all citizens of the Land of Fire. He's a loyal retainer—that's why he spoke up to stop you."
"The general is right."
Naruto looked around at the Konoha clan heads. "I, Uzumaki Naruto, have never been one for fighting. But the Land of Fire is in such a dire state that changing rulers can't wait."
"Dire indeed!" Enshū said gravely.
Naruto's expression turned stern. "Tell us why."
"That old thief spends money without restraint! Just his daily food and clothing cost hundreds of thousands of ryo! He's also building palaces