How Many Did He Kill?

A giant beast, its entire body wreathed in blue demonic flames.

It watched this uninvited guest before it, crouching low and remaining on high alert.

After a moment of hesitation, it spoke:

"Why have you come here, boy of the Uchiha?"

"And how did you come to know my name?"

Matatabi's gentle voice caught Uchiha Genmei off guard.

A female cat?

In his past life, he had stopped watching the Naruto anime after Nagato's death.

He had finished the manga in fits and starts, so he couldn't quite remember the genders of the Tailed Beasts.

Matatabi was actually a gentle female cat?

And she didn't share the same attitude toward the Uchiha as the Nine-Tails?

"How I know your name is not something you need to concern yourself with."

"Besides, you don't hate the Uchiha?" A question mark of confusion floated over Genmei's head.

"Why would I hate the Uchiha? It is the damnable Senju who are hateful."

Uchiha Genmei clapped his hands, understanding dawning on him.

"So, you were captured by the First Hokage, Senju Hashirama."

Matatabi remained silent.

Hum!

A giant arm of Susanoo manifested around Uchiha Genmei, holding the divine sword and the wine gourd.

"Hmm... what are you doing, little brat!" Seeing this transformation, Matatabi's expression turned wary.

"What am I doing? Setting you free, of course!"

Hearing this, Matatabi let out a scoff:

"I've never heard of an Uchiha who understands sealing jutsu; you cannot undo this seal."

Uchiha Genmei didn't get angry, his expression brightening instead:

"Is that so? Whether I can or cannot, we shall see once I try."

He mused to himself that the Wine God Gourd's judgment was based on conceptual individuality.

All the chakra within the body, whether external or his own, counted as an individual as long as it possessed a separate consciousness within that vessel.

It truly was an incredibly powerful spiritual artifact.

Let me see if I can pull off what I have in mind!

With a thought.

"O Gourd, let the divine sake of this land gather here, transform into my blade, and pierce through all obstacles!"

Rip!

In this mental space of Gyobu, the chakra representing the sealing jutsu—the chakra maintaining the seal on the jinchuriki—transformed into waves of divine light carrying the scent of sake, rushing toward the Divine Sake Gourd like swallows returning to their nest.

Seeing this miraculous sight, Matatabi's eyes widened.

She exclaimed in shock: "Uchiha boy, what is that spiritual artifact of yours!"

Seeing the manifested chains of the seal turn illusory.

He swung the Tsumugari Great Blade in his right hand, unleashing a flash of sword light.

Clang!

The chains shattered!

"Something that can save you!"

The Uchiha boy's voice, filled with world-conquering arrogance, reached Matatabi's ears.

In reality.

Having finished all that, Genmei took a step back!

Here it comes!

A massive surge of chakra flowed out from Gyobu's body, and the giant demonic cat made its grand reappearance!

Genmei felt a bit disappointed; he hadn't fully absorbed the Tailed Beast. Was it judged that the Tailed Beast was not one with the jinchuriki?

It seemed that for future enhancements, he could develop in this direction; this spiritual artifact was far too convenient for dealing with Tailed Beasts.

"Finally out! That hateful seal!"

The giant beast finished her lament and lowered her head to look at the boy who had surprised her so.

He spoke gently, "Thank you, young man..."

"If you're truly grateful, do it now."

"Divine Sake!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Genmei's excited exclamation.

A stream of golden liquid poured down from above!

Very good, Divine Sake locked on!

"You brat, what are you doing, meow!" Drenched in the precious nectar, Matatabi was furious, her long-corrected cat-like verbal tic slipping out in her agitation.

Before she could settle the score with Uchiha Genmei, a suction force pulled at her.

It was the giant god's massive sake gourd.

"What is that? My chakra!~"

Waves of immense blue chakra surged toward the giant gourd's opening.

Genmei felt no change in the gourd; it was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing the entire chakra reserves of a Tailed Beast.

In an instant.

The giant beast vanished!

Genmei was somewhat surprised and retracted his Susanoo.

"Where's the cat?! Where did my giant cat go!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Hm? What was that sound?

A small blue kitten leaped out from the grass!

With tears in her eyes, she bristled at Genmei.

An angry voice rang out, "Where is my chakra? Where did all that chakra go!"

"You evil Uchiha brat, give it back to me, meow!~"

The furious little female cat pounced at Genmei.

She was promptly grabbed by the scruff of her neck.

After a series of heart-wrenching meows that would make anyone weep.

She finally quieted down.

A deep, blood-red crimson descended upon this land, and moments later, the Tenshukaku of Hell Valley plunged completely into hell.

Uchiha Yuta did not waste time with idle chatter with Genmei, instead directing the Military Police Force to carry out pacification efforts.

Genmei placed Matatabi back onto his shoulder and gazed at that land of blood and fire, as if seeing through everything.

A moment later, everything returned to calm.

The blood-red hue of Hell Valley faded, and a handsome, white-haired youth walked slowly toward them.

He arrived before his lord.

The lord seemed as though he had exhausted all his passion in the previous battle.

He asked softly, "How many did you kill?"

"One hundred heads of the enemy," Gabimaru replied lightly, answering his lord's query.

"Is the Tenshukaku still standing?"

"It has been burned."

"Where is the Gosho?"

"Devoured completely."

The lord laughed, a hearty and unrestrained sound.

"My sharp blade is forged!"

The next day.

The morning sun had just risen, and all things were flourishing.

In Uchiha Genmei's office.

"The Uchiha, with whom we've collaborated for over a hundred years, are still the most reliable; they handle matters efficiently and without any stain on their reputation."

"The strength of the Chinoike Clan has been completely annihilated. I shall depart now to report this good news to the Feudal Lord, and the payment for this mission will be paid in full."

The Dainagon's tone was relaxed.

"Then I thank you, My Lord. It's just that during the mission, a large group of Cloud Village ninja got in the way, and I killed many of them. I only fear that the Cloud Village might come seeking accountability."

Upon hearing Uchiha Genmei's grievances, the Dainagon gently swayed his Bat Fan.

He remained unconcerned:

"I shall take full responsibility for this matter, Uchiha Genmei. Have no worries."

Having said this, he raised his Bat Fan to shield his face.

Addressing the powerful ninja before him, he spoke bluntly:

"Besides, the Cloud Village has quite the audacity to think they can take over the Chinoike Clan. This is a matter for us nobles; their reach has grown far too long."

"Then I shall leave it to you, My Lord Dainagon."

After Uchiha Genmei saw him off, a wave of weariness washed over him. This world was truly inexplicable.

Zabuza dared not lay a hand on wealthy merchants, and the Cloud Village feared the pressure from the Feudal Lord! Or rather, all ninja villages feared it; after all, their purse strings were held firmly in the hands of the nobility.

What a load of nonsense this ninja era was.

It was still the same old routine from the Warring States period. Ninjas performed the dirty work of the lowest class, and so what if they had formed groups?

The work they did remained the same.

It was one thing that the son of a Feudal Lord became a Feudal Lord, the son of a ninja became a ninja, and the son of a merchant became a merchant.

But in a world where supernatural power existed, to have mortals lording over superhumans—Uchiha Genmei could only find it surreal.

Forget it. He had not yet reached the level where he could suppress the world single-handedly; he would worry about that later.

It was more important to take stock of his gains.

With a flick of his thoughts, he looked at his panel.