Seeing Through the Hidden Move, a Time Bomb Fed in Reverse

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Seeing Through the Hidden Move, a Time Bomb Fed in Reverse

Konoha.

Chenshu Senju's private residence.

The clacking of the keyboard had nearly blended into one continuous sound.

"Boss, is the pressure enough?"

Tayuya blushed, biting her lip as both hands gently kneaded Chenshu Senju's shoulders.

Today, she had changed into an absurdly tight black leather bodysuit, supposedly the "work uniform" Chenshu Senju had assigned her.

For some reason, Tayuya felt that the material had definitely been skimped on.

The zipper at the collar was only pulled halfway up because it simply could not be closed any further.

Her proud, soft curves swayed violently with the motion of her massage, nearly bursting through that thin layer of leather.

The deep, snowy-white cleavage kept aggressively demanding Chenshu Senju's attention from the corner of his eye.

Chenshu Senju stared at the screen and took a sip of goji berry tea.

"Put more strength into the left side. Did you skip a meal?"

"You fuck—"

Tayuya was just about to explode.

But then she looked at Sakon, who was still getting beaten up by Kimimaro in the yard, and forcibly swallowed the curse back down.

Just moments ago, Sakon had insisted on calling himself her "father" while offering to help her massage Chenshu Senju's shoulders.

Kimimaro had then used his thigh bone as a golf club and sent him flying.

Just then.

Chenshu Senju's fingers stopped over the keyboard.

He closed his eyes, one brow rising slightly.

The Sage Body's extraordinary sensory ability caught a faint anomaly at that instant.

It came from the direction of the training grounds.

The Sage Jutsu chakra left behind there seemed to be greedily devoured by something cold and sinister.

Like a disgusting parasite.

Chenshu Senju abruptly opened his eyes, a playful curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Jirobo approached while holding a basin of rice.

"I suddenly got an idea. I'm going to verify a plot point."

Chenshu Senju stood up.

More than ten miles away.

The ruins of the training grounds.

Chenshu Senju stood alone in the middle of the clearing.

He lightly tapped the ground with one foot, and Sage Jutsu chakra rapidly spread through the earth.

Very soon.

Within a deep underground crack, he locked onto a dark purple lump of flesh emitting a faint red glow.

A Cursed Seal Seed.

And it had already sprouted. Strange black patterns covered its surface as it frantically absorbed the Sage Jutsu chakra he had left behind during the day.

Chenshu Senju rubbed his chin.

He had to admit, that old freak Orochimaru really was patient.

Even after taking such a brutal slap, he had still remembered to plant a hidden move while fleeing.

Was he planning to use the cursed seal to drain his Sage Jutsu chakra dry, perhaps even seize an opportunity to assimilate his body?

He was dreaming.

He silently called out to the system in his mind.

Can this thing be removed?

[ Ding! A high-concentration Cursed Seal Seed belonging to Orochimaru has been detected. It can be directly removed. ]

[ You may also inject chakra of the same origin in reverse for overload feeding, detonating the original owner's mental connection. ]

Upon hearing the system prompt, Chenshu Senju nearly laughed out loud.

Overload feeding?

So this was the legendary method of stuffing someone to death?

Chenshu Senju did not choose to remove it.

If he destroyed the thing now, Orochimaru would definitely hide far away and never dare show himself again.

That guy was a walking cash machine and experience pack.

Keeping it would not only make it bait, but also a time bomb.

Chenshu Senju crouched down and pressed his palm to the ground.

Rather than cutting off the chakra, he increased his output of Sage Jutsu chakra.

But this time.

Into the pure Wood Release chakra, he quietly mixed the Berserk Laxative ingredient he had obtained from an earlier system lottery.

Wasn't Orochimaru fond of absorbing things?

Then he could absorb all he wanted.

As the enhanced chakra flowed in without end, the Cursed Seal Seed underground swelled to twice its original size as if it had been pumped full of stimulants.

The red glow intensified dramatically.

It greedily gulped it down, completely unaware of what the hell it was taking in.

Chenshu Senju dusted off his hands and rose with satisfaction.

The trap had been set.

Next.

He only had to wait for that old freak to come to him and drop some loot.

These days, there really were not many villains who voluntarily delivered themselves as targets.

He was even considering giving Orochimaru a cameo role in his novel as a "money-bringing boy."

Back at the residence.

The yard had already become a complete mess.

Tayuya was chasing Sakon around, trying to hack him to pieces.

Because while she had not been paying attention, Sakon had tampered with the zipper on her tight leather bodysuit.

Now, the zipper was stuck all the way at the bottom.

That vast expanse of breathtaking snowy-white skin was almost entirely exposed to the air.

As she ran, her astonishing curves bounced wildly.

Like crashing waves.

"Sakon! I'm going to kill you today!"

Tayuya was mortified and enraged, her whole face flushed red.

"Good daughter, your father is helping you cool down!"

Sakon cackled shamelessly as he sprinted away.

Kimimaro sat expressionlessly off to the side, continuing to drink his herbal medicine.

Jirobo held an empty rice bowl.

He stared in utter stupefaction.

Chenshu Senju pushed open the door, ignored the chaos in the yard, and walked straight to the computer.

When Tayuya saw Chenshu Senju return, she hurriedly covered her chest tightly.

"Boss... do something about him!"

"Tayuya, stop covering up. You're slowing down my typing. Hurry over and pour me some tea."

Chenshu Senju ordered her around with a perfectly serious expression.

Tayuya was so furious that her vision went dark.

This damn capitalist!

Right now, she desperately wanted to go back and perish together with Orochimaru.

Even death would be better than suffering this humiliation here.

But as she looked at Chenshu Senju's unfathomable back, she could only grit her teeth and swallow her rage.

Clamping her legs together, she slowly walked over to pour the tea.

Elsewhere.

In the distant Land of Rice Fields.

Deep within a dark, damp underground base.

Orochimaru reclined halfway against a stone chair, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his face as pale as paper.

Beside him, Kabuto Yakushi was carefully treating the internal injuries inflicted by Wood Release.

"Lord Orochimaru, your injuries..."

Kabuto's tone was full of concern.

Suddenly.

Orochimaru's entire body jolted violently.

His snake-like pupils sharply contracted, then erupted with an intensely fanatical light.

His long tongue slid out and licked across his pale lips.

"Hehehe..."

Orochimaru's sinister laughter echoed through the empty laboratory.

Kabuto froze for a moment.

"My lord, what's wrong?"

"He took the bait."

Orochimaru sensed that thread of cursed seal connection in the distance growing increasingly stronger.

That vast, suffocatingly pure Sage Jutsu chakra was nourishing his nerves bit by bit through the invisible channel of the cursed seal.

It was wonderful.

That arrogant brat Chenshu Senju had actually failed to notice the cursed seal underground and was still releasing his power without restraint.

He had no idea that he was using Sage Jutsu chakra to slowly awaken a time bomb capable of killing him.

Once the cursed seal absorbed enough to reach its threshold.

Orochimaru would be able to seize control of that perfect Sage Body in an instant.

"Chenshu Senju, Chenshu Senju..."

Orochimaru leaned back in his chair, revealing a cold smile of certain victory.

"Your overwhelming power will ultimately become my, Orochimaru's, wedding dress."

"Prepare to welcome my descent, my perfect vessel."

Under the dim lighting.

Orochimaru seemed to have already seen himself taking over that young body and ruling the ninja world.

He was so delighted that he even wanted to compose a poem on the spot.

But he could never have imagined.

That endless stream of "pure chakra" was mixed with a max-level laxative potent enough to make someone socially die on the spot.

A shocking grand spectacle was slowly beginning to unfold within Orochimaru's blind spot.