He Doesn't Die, and I Have a Psychological Burden

After confirming that Danzo was truly dead, Tsunade brought Minato to the residence where Mito Uzumaki lived.

"Sister!"

"Minato!"

Seeing the two return, Nawaki and Kushina hurried over to greet them.

"Hello, Grandma Mito."

Minato greeted Mito Uzumaki with well-behaved manners. Mito chuckled and beckoned for Minato to come forward.

Her aged fingers gently stroked his blond hair, and she asked with concern, "You aren't hurt, are you?"

Minato shook his head. "No."

"It is good that you aren't hurt."

Mito took Minato's hand. "Was that fellow's target you?"

"It was Kushina, but the root cause was still me," Minato said softly.

Hearing Minato put it that way, Mito immediately understood what was going on and couldn't help but sigh.

"That brat Danzo, he hasn't learned any of the good things from Tobirama all these years, only how to be full of schemes. Now he has reaped what he sowed. Don't let it weigh on your mind."

"I have no such burden."

Minato smiled shyly. "To be honest, I would only have a burden on my mind if he were still alive."

"That is exactly how it should be."

Mito laughed heartily. Her husband had been a soft-hearted man without a temper, but she certainly was not.

The vigorous life force of the Uzumaki Clan did not just bring them abundant physical strength; it also brought a short temper born from excess energy, which resulted in almost everyone in their clan having a fiery disposition.

Mito had been the same in her youth.

Do not be fooled by her current state—old, rarely leaving the house, and followed by Anbu wherever she went.

In reality, if Minato hadn't acted so quickly earlier, she would likely have already stormed into Root and hung Danzo up to whip him.

During this era, not to mention the Eight Trigrams Sealing Style, even the Four Symbols Sealing was not yet perfected, making it impossible to completely seal a Tailed Beast as they did in Naruto's time.

In other words, she had relied entirely on her own strength to keep the complete Nine-Tails firmly sealed within her body!

What is this talk about reaching an understanding with a Tailed Beast to use its chakra?

Why not just hang the Nine-Tails up and extract it directly from the beast?

Surely no one actually thought the Anbu around her were there to monitor her, right?

She had originally been puzzled as to why Danzo would make a move against Minato.

Now, hearing Minato's explanation, it wasn't hard for her to guess what the other party had been planning.

"Perhaps you should pay more attention to the people around you," Mito warned, thinking of this.

"I have already identified the target, though that person was also being coerced," Minato said softly.

"As long as you have a plan in mind."

Mito nodded, becoming increasingly satisfied with Minato. She patted his hand gently. "You are still too young; do not let the schemes of adults affect your emotions and judgment."

"Hiruzen is in that position and always has his own helplessness. Do not blame him. Some things cannot be forced; just follow your own heart."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you for your guidance."

Minato bowed his head humbly, without a hint of impatience.

"You are Tsunade's student and have inherited Hashirama's Wood Release. In my eyes, you are also my junior, so there is no need to be so formal."

Mito smiled kindly. "How is your Wood Release coming along?"

"I have already learned the ninjutsu in the scrolls."

Minato spoke with confidence. "I have also created some more practical techniques myself."

The Parasitic Spores he had just used on Danzo were one of them.

He had conceived this technique while researching Wood Clone Seeds, drawing inspiration from the Spore Technique of the White Zetsu.

By utilizing the stealth of the spores, he could make enemies inhale spores containing his chakra without them ever noticing.

Once triggered, these spores would take root in the enemy's flesh and blood, devouring their chakra to grow wildly. It was a highly practical assassination-style ninjutsu!

Of course, this technique was not without its flaws. For instance, if too many spores were released, they could be detected by sensory ninjas, and the chakra within the spores could not escape the observation of ocular bloodline limits like the Byakugan or Sharingan.

However, Minato had long been prepared for this; he planned to combine it with the Hidden Mist Technique, using mist infused with chakra to provide cover for the spores.

The only ones capable of ignoring such a threat were those like the Aburame Clan, who raised insects within their bodies, allowing them to detect changes in their internal chakra immediately and use their insects to remove the parasitic spores.

"If Hashirama knew someone had inherited his ninjutsu, he would be very happy."

Mito nodded in satisfaction, then leaned on her cane to stand up. Minato quickly stepped forward to support her.

Mito took a scroll from a drawer and handed it to Minato. "This contains some of Hashirama's recorded cultivation experiences. Perhaps they will be of use to you."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Minato thanked her politely and accepted it respectfully.

"Alright, it's getting late. Tsunade, you should take them back early."

Mito said gently. Although she wanted to let them stay, this was the core area inscribed with sealing formations, making it inconvenient for guests to stay overnight.

"About that..."

Tsunade's eyelid twitched, her face turning sour at the mere mention of it: "Our house was blown up."

"Why not stay at my place for now?"

Minato suggested: "Once I get back from school tomorrow, I can use Wood Release to repair the house, and it will be fine."

"That works!"

Tsunade nodded in immediate agreement and took the three little ones to bid farewell.

Mito sat by the window, watching their retreating figures, her expression gradually turning cold.

"Have Monkey come over here."

"Yes!"

The Anbu outside the window replied in a low voice and vanished with a Body Flicker.

A few minutes later, at Minato's house.

Kushina walked into the room, looking somewhat nervous.

Having known each other for so long, this was her first time visiting Minato's home.

Because Minato occasionally returned to clean, the house remained tidy even after being vacant for half a year.

"Your place is actually quite spacious!"

As soon as Nawaki entered, he wandered around boisterously: "Where am I sleeping tonight?"

"There are only three rooms. Teacher and Kushina can each take one, so you'll have to squeeze in with me."

Minato said casually, his tone carrying a trace of imperceptible exhaustion.

Today was his first time killing, and he had killed so many people, which left him feeling somewhat psychologically uncomfortable.

However, it wasn't as outrageous as people on the internet claimed—no vomiting or diarrhea...

"Oh... which one is your room?" Nawaki asked.

"The one upstairs."

"And what about me?" Tsunade asked.

Minato pointed to the master bedroom: "If Teacher doesn't mind, you can stay in the master bedroom."

Tsunade glanced at it and shook her head: "This should be your parents' room, right? How could I stay here? It would be too rude. You should stay there instead; you could even have Nawaki stay with you."

"I'll sleep in your room, and Kushina can stay in the guest room; it'll be more convenient for her to use the restroom at night. Let's settle it like this, I'm heading to my room now."

With that, she didn't give the others a chance to object and headed upstairs without hesitation, her steps seeming a bit lighter.

Watching Tsunade's retreating back, Kushina instinctively raised her hand and opened her mouth.

Wait, hold on...

Actually, I don't mind the trouble!

Could we switch?