Fusion, the Strongest Illusion: Kotoamatsukami!

As the words fell, Naruto's hands instantly shifted to the wrists of Mitokado Homura and his companion.

The next moment.

Sshhh—!

A ripple of space-time energy surged from Naruto's palms, and the unique Flying Thunder God Seal of Ninja Love bloomed upon their wrists like an eerie, demonic flower, radiating a terrifying aura.

"This is... the Flying Thunder God mark!" Mitokado Homura's heart jolted violently, his expression turning ghastly.

"It seems our life and death now rest entirely upon his whim." Utatane Koharu's complexion turned ashen as she spoke in despair.

To be branded with this mark was to be shackled by the chains of the Grim Reaper; there was virtually no possibility of escape!

If Naruto were to harbor the intent to kill, they wouldn't even have time to react!

"That will do..." Naruto slowly withdrew his hands, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth. "Do not harbor delusions of escape. As long as you remain in this world, I can find you."

"Understood." Mitokado Homura spoke respectfully, his tone bordering on sycophantic.

"Go." Naruto lightly raised his arm and commanded.

"We shall certainly give it our all!" The two bowed like pugs before hurriedly pulling open the door.

The longer one lives and the greater the power one wields, the deeper the fear of death becomes.

Branded by Naruto's Flying Thunder God mark, they had no other choice but to submit completely and become his slaves.

After the two had scurried out of the office like stray dogs.

Tsunade could no longer suppress her inner anxiety and asked Naruto impatiently, "Naruto, do you really intend to wipe those people out?"

"Heh..." Naruto let out a disdainful sneer, his tone icy. "If they hate me, it means they harbor murderous intent. Since they want me dead, they must die!"

With that said.

Hiss— A cold glint flashed in his azure eyes, and a terrifying killing intent, as if from hell itself, erupted from his body, filling the vast room.

Tsunade's face trembled violently. She raised her hand as if to say something, but ultimately let it drop, powerless.

Things had reached this point; she knew that trying to make Naruto change his mind was a fool's errand.

It would be better to use these next few days to find a way to quell the resentment of those who harbored hatred toward Naruto.

Perhaps, in doing so, there might be a glimmer of hope for them to be spared.

Thinking of this, a light flickered in Tsunade's eyes, and she spoke immediately, "If they can let go of the hatred in their hearts, just spare them!"

Upon hearing this, a playful expression flashed across Naruto's cheeks, and he softly uttered four words.

"One Hate, Generation Hate!"

"What?" Tsunade looked confused.

However, Naruto offered no further explanation.

He merely raised the corner of his mouth in a faint smile. "Grandma Tsunade, find someone to take me to the home my parents once lived in!"

Tsunade's body shuddered, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

As expected, this child was just as Jiraiya had said; he had known everything all along...

Without hesitation, Tsunade raised her voice and shouted into the empty air.

"Kinoe!"

"Hokage-sama!" An Anbu appeared instantly, dropping to one knee before Tsunade.

"Take Naruto to the former residence of Minato... the Fourth Hokage!" Tsunade's crimson lips parted to issue the order.

"Yes!" Kinoe immediately bowed his head in response.

Kinoe then stood up and respectfully gestured toward Naruto. "Lord Naruto, please follow me."

"Mm." Naruto nodded slightly.

The two figures flashed and vanished from the spot entirely.

Tsunade gazed in the direction where Naruto had departed, her willow-leaf brows trembling slightly as she sighed.

"Konoha... we owe your family far, far too much..."

The former residence of the Fourth Hokage.

Whoosh— Accompanied by a sharp piercing sound, the figures of Naruto and Kinoe appeared before the house.

Then.

Naruto lifted his azure eyes, gazing at the magnificent building before him, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"Now this is a place fit for a human to live."

As he finished speaking, he walked straight toward the house.

"My lord, wait for me." Kinoe hurried to follow.

The door was only slightly ajar, unlocked, as if it were telling tales of the former glory of its master.

Furthermore, there was no need to worry about thieves lurking about.

After all, no fool would dare to entertain the idea of stealing from the former residence of the Fourth Hokage.

Click— As Naruto gently pushed the door, it creaked open slowly, as if welcoming back a long-lost relative.

The moment he stepped inside, what greeted Naruto's eyes was a living room that, while not brand new, was kept neat and tidy.

The furniture was arranged in perfect order, with no signs of pests or decay, and the air even held a faint, lingering sense of human presence.

Clearly, the house had been cleaned regularly over the years to maintain such a pristine condition.

"Not bad..." Naruto smiled faintly before stepping fully into the house.

Upon entering, a framed photograph of Minato and his wife resting on the counter instantly caught his attention.

Naruto walked over quickly, picked up the photo, and furrowed his brows.

For a moment, the atmosphere inside the house became deathly quiet.

Gulp... Kinoe, standing to the side, couldn't help but swallow hard; the sound from his throat felt jarringly loud in the heavy silence.

As an Anbu of Konoha, he was well aware of the miserable childhood Naruto had endured, isolated by the entire village.

Now that Naruto was looking at a photo of his late parents, and considering that their sacrifice had been made to protect the very people who had once shunned him, the rage he must be feeling was unimaginable!

There was a real chance that he might vent all that fury, and Kinoe feared he would become the target of that release!

Is my fate really that of a loser? A look of sorrow appeared on Kinoe's face beneath his mask, as if the entire ninja world were his enemy.

However, his worries were clearly unnecessary.

Sigh— At this moment, Naruto gently stroked the photograph and couldn't help but lament: "Still not as handsome as him..."

That's right; the only reason he had frowned was because he realized the Minato in the photo was even more dashing and heroic than he remembered!

That appearance was practically on par with all you distinguished readers here today.

Even the face he had inherited after merging with the original body felt a notch inferior!

This was just too ridiculous!

"Huh? What?" Kinoe was completely baffled by this remark.

This was nothing like what he had imagined...

However, before he could ponder it further, Naruto waved his hand and spoke.

"You may leave."

Hearing this, Kinoe felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and his anxious thoughts vanished in an instant.

He hurriedly bowed, fawning as he replied.

"Yes, my lord!"

As the words left his lips, his figure flashed, and he fled the house in a desperate hurry.

He dared not linger in front of a dangerous star like Naruto, fearing that one wrong move would invite a fatal disaster.

"Am I really that scary?!" Naruto watched Kinoe's retreating back and shook his head helplessly.

Afterward.

Naruto sat straight down on the living room sofa, his eyes flickering as his thoughts raced.

Now that the matter of the villa was settled, it was time to deal with that Kotoamatsukami.

Thinking of this.

Naruto's jade-like eyes trembled slightly.

In the next instant.

Whoosh— A blood-red hue surged into his azure eyes, and a terrifying, overwhelming ocular pressure erupted outward. Three eerie tomoe, like flickering stars, appeared within his sockets and began to spin incessantly.

Following that, the tomoe were drawn to each other like magnets, gradually merging.

In the end, they formed a pair of eyes so exquisitely refined that they defied description, radiating a monstrous ocular power that would chill the soul of anyone who beheld them...

The Sunflower Pattern Sharingan, symbol of the light of creation!

And this was Naruto's Mangekyō!

"This ocular power is truly breathtaking!" Naruto lightly brushed his fingertips over his eye sockets, unable to suppress a manic, swirling laugh.

These Mangekyō did not come with innate ocular techniques, and he hadn't even mastered the Susanoo!

Yet, none of that mattered!

Its essence, capable of absorbing all other ocular techniques, was the most terrifying aspect of all!

Even if someone offered to trade the Rinnegan for Naruto's eyes, he would certainly refuse.

Because, in time.

He would surely rely on this pair of Mangekyō to absorb every ocular technique in the world.

Reaching a height that even the Otsutsuki could only gaze upon in despair!

Thinking of this, Naruto formed a seal with one hand.

"Poof—" A cloud of smoke exploded before him, and a scroll emerged from within.

Naruto slowly unfurled the scroll, formed a seal with one hand once more, and shouted, "Release, Seal!"

In an instant.

A cloud of smoke also burst forth from the scroll, and a special container holding a Sharingan appeared, the faint yet terrifying ocular power emanating from the vessel like the breath of a demon.

And that, was none other than the Mangekyo of Shisui!

Seeing this, a smile curled at the corners of Naruto's mouth: "Let you be the first Mangekyo ocular technique I possess!"

As the words fell.

"Boom—" The Sun Mangekyo in Naruto's pupils trembled violently, and a strange light carrying the aura of devouring all things instantly bloomed, crashing toward the Sharingan in the container.

In a split second.

"Hum—"

The Sharingan began to spin violently, its ocular power scattering in an instant as the three tomoe transformed into a four-pointed pinwheel-shaped Mangekyo in the blink of an eye.

However, the very next moment.

The exquisite pattern actually began to melt, subsequently transforming into streaks of eerie black light that shot into the void and surged into the Sun Mangekyo.

Before long, the scene returned to silence.

Naruto now lightly covered one Mangekyo with his right hand, a hint of scarlet color leaking through, his face bearing a touch of arrogance as he spoke.

"The strongest genjutsu, Kotoamatsukami, is mine!"