Danger Assessment, Akatsuki's Midnight Tea Party

Danger Assessment, Akatsuki's Midnight Tea Party

Late at night, Konoha.

Inside Chenshu Senju's private residence, the keyboard clattered nonstop.

After dealing with Jiraiya's loophole-ridden mission report, he finally had time to sit down and do something important.

Writing.

He had to update a new chapter of The Domineering Hokage Falls in Love with Me today, or those readers demanding updates would flood his inbox.

On the screen, the male and female leads' romantic scene had reached its climax.

Just then, a cup of steaming tea was placed beside his hand.

"Boss, your tea."

Tayuya stood off to the side, biting her lip with a humiliated expression.

The oversized black trench coat she had been wearing had been confiscated. In its place was a fitted maid outfit that Chenshu Senju had casually bought from a roadside clothing store.

The skirt was scandalously short.

Especially that outrageously magnificent chest—even extra-large fabric could barely contain it. The deep, snow-white cleavage between them looked as though it could pop the buttons at any moment.

Chenshu Senju lifted the teacup and took a sip. "My left shoulder's a little sore. Massage it."

Tayuya took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to kill him as she placed her fair hands on his shoulders.

For some reason, she felt that working under this perverted brat was a hundred times more humiliating than dying at Orochimaru's hands!

She was the captain of the Sound Four.

And now she had actually been reduced to a maid serving tea and pouring water.

"Ah, let your father massage Boss's shoulders instead!"

Sakon sidled over from the side, rubbing his hands with a sleazy grin.

Bang!

Without even turning around, Chenshu Senju made a thick vine burst from the floor. Like a massive slap, it viciously lashed Sakon across the face.

Sakon was embedded in the wall spread-eagled, impossible to pry loose.

Jirobo and Kidomaru crouched in the corner, silently wiping away cold sweat, not daring to make a sound.

Even Kimimaro, who was sitting on the sofa drinking herbal medicine, could not help twitching at the corner of his eye.

This so-called top-secret private squad.

Its everyday atmosphere was just too damn bizarre.

Chenshu Senju paid them no mind, his hands continuing to fly across the keyboard.

As long as he fed them and covered their treatment, these high-level hired hands definitely would not run away. Whenever there was dirty or exhausting work in the future, he could just send them out.

Perfect.

Elsewhere.

Land of Rain.

Deep within a tower beneath endless rain, the light was dim.

Inside a vast, empty underground cavern, ten holographic phantoms glowing in different colors stood silently atop stone pillars.

This was Akatsuki's highest-level meeting, the Magic Lantern Body Technique.

"Kakuzu, last month's organizational funds still haven't arrived," Deva Path Pain said coldly.

"No money. I'm practically pawning my underwear already. Every last one of you is a spendthrift, burning through money like water," Kakuzu grumbled darkly.

Deidara snorted disdainfully. "My Explosive Clay is art. What the hell would an old money-grubber like you know?"

Just as the atmosphere was about to devolve into another elementary-school argument.

Deva Path Pain coldly cut everyone off.

His pale purple Rinnegan turned toward Zetsu on the ground.

"How is the intelligence gathering in Hidden Leaf Village going?"

At those words, the Black Zetsu half of his face let out a low laugh.

"Quite extraordinary."

White Zetsu immediately added, "A monster-level brat has appeared in Hidden Leaf Village. His name is Chenshu Senju. He ground that traitor Orochimaru into the dirt. That Wood Dragon Technique of his isn't much weaker than his grandfather's back then."

The moment those words were spoken.

The entire Magic Lantern Body space fell into deathly silence.

"Wood Release?" Kisame raised a brow. "That's power that exists only in legend."

"Who cares what kind of wood it is? Sacrifice it all to Lord Jashin!" Hidan shouted maniacally, carrying his massive scythe.

"Shut up. Let Zetsu finish."

Konan's cool voice rang out, suppressing Hidan's noise.

Zetsu did not waste words. He directly used chakra to project footage of the battle in the canyon into the air.

Though it lasted only a few brief seconds, the enormous Wood Dragon coiling through the night sky, along with Chenshu Senju's cold gaze looking down from above, were clearly conveyed to everyone present.

It was pure violent aesthetics, belonging to the pinnacle of a bloodline.

Seeing Orochimaru get beaten until he vomited blood and fled in panic, Sasori let out a dry, delighted laugh.

But soon.

The image shifted slightly.

White Zetsu's unreliable nature acted up, and the projected view actually moved to the edge of the battlefield.

Tayuya's figure appeared in midair.

Her proud twin peaks, tightly bound by thick vines; her half-open coat; and that highly visually striking turtle-shell bondage.

Uncensored high-definition footage, displayed from every angle without a single blind spot.

Silence.

Utter silence.

Then Hidan's eyes instantly widened like bells as he sucked in a sharp breath.

"Holy shit, who's this chick?! That body is fucking incredible!"

Hidan immediately started cursing. "You can play with big wood like this too?"

"That binding is damn impressive. It's simply another form of art," Deidara said solemnly, stroking his chin.

Even Kakuzu fell silent for several seconds before saying faintly, "If this woman were taken to the underground exchange and sold, she could probably cover two months of expenses."

What had originally been a grim secret meeting of S-rank rogue ninja.

Had abruptly changed tone, instantly becoming a shameless tea party for filthy old perverts.

Konan, standing beside Deva Path Pain, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

These hopeless men.

For some reason, she suddenly had the urge to throw out tens of thousands of explosive tags and send all these teammates flying into the sky.

"Enough."

Deva Path Pain's cold voice was like a heavy hammer striking everyone's ears.

The suggestive recording in midair instantly dispersed.

Hidan smacked his lips reluctantly, his face full of regret.

Pain ignored these lunatics. For once, his expression had become grave.

"That brat's Wood Release is nothing like Yamato's defective imitation."

"Wood Release has the ability to suppress all tailed beast chakra. If he is allowed to fully mature, our plan to collect the tailed beasts will face a fatal obstacle."

With that, Deva Path Pain delivered his final assessment.

"The Nine-Tails jinchuriki is still in his childhood and poses no threat."

"But Chenshu Senju's threat level must be raised immediately. His existence surpasses even the Nine-Tails!"

This was the first time Nagato had given such an outrageously high assessment to a Hidden Leaf Village brat.

Everyone put away their playful expressions.

"Zetsu, deploy all your White Zetsu clones there. List Chenshu Senju as the highest-priority observation target."

"If necessary..."

Pain paused, his tone icy. "Send members to infiltrate Hidden Leaf Village and probe his hidden cards in advance."

"Understood." Zetsu let out a strange laugh.

The meeting ended.

The holographic projections flickered and vanished one after another.

The frigid cavern returned to its deathly silence.

On the platform atop the tower, cold rain battered the rocks.

Facing the bitter wind, Konan wore a flower folded from paper at her pale purple hairline.

Her cool eyes gazed toward the Land of Fire.

Anyone who threatened Nagato's dream had to be eliminated in advance.

No matter how powerful that Senju brat's Wood Release was, he was ultimately only flesh and blood.

A breeze swept past.

The hem of Konan's broad coat billowed violently.

Then hundreds upon thousands of pure white paper sheets separated from her body, transforming into incomparably sharp paper shuriken that rapidly circled her graceful figure.

The Paper Person of God Technique quietly unfolded.

She had already made her decision.

If that perverted brat truly stood in Akatsuki's way.

She would personally make a trip to Hidden Leaf Village and slice Chenshu Senju, whose mind thought only of vulgar bondage, into fragments scattered across the sky.