Interception on the Way: A Update Demand Warning from Amegakure

Interception on the Way: A Update Demand Warning from Amegakure

Soon.

A forest at the border of the Land of Fire.

The midday sun was scorching.

Chenshu Senju held a silver laptop in one hand while the other hammered wildly at the keyboard.

Today's chapter of The Domineering Hokage Falls in Love with Me had reached its climax.

Reader comments demanding updates had nearly crashed the backend.

Jiraiya walked ahead of him, staring speechlessly at this internet-addicted teenager.

"Kid Chenshu, can't you put that damn metal box away?"

"No. If I don't get today's update out, the readers are going to mail me explosive tags."

Chenshu Senju did not even look up.

"This is already the border. We could run into scouts from other villages at any time."

Jiraiya lowered his voice, his expression unusually serious.

"Then catch a scout and make him type for me. My hands are sore from all this typing."

Jiraiya: ...

This kid's train of thought was practically a black hole.

He really did not know what Orochimaru saw in him.

Just as the two of them were bantering.

Chenshu Senju's fingers suddenly froze above the keyboard.

The powerful perception of his Sage Body keenly caught a trace of abnormal chakra fluctuations.

He glanced at the dense canopy overhead.

For some reason, he felt a pair of furtive eyes studying him from up there.

And they were the kind of brain-dead stalker who thought they had hidden perfectly.

Deep within the canopy.

An Amegakure ANBU wearing a gas mask clung tightly to a branch, his entire body soaked in cold sweat.

He had originally been ordered to scout for intelligence at the Land of Fire's border.

But the moment he had concealed himself, he ran into Jiraiya, one of the legendary Sannin.

And there was also a strange brat playing with a metal box while walking.

That brat's appearance, in particular, perfectly matched the red wanted notice the organization had just issued!

The intelligence had to be sent back to Amegakure immediately.

The scout drew a deep breath and silently reached for his ninja tool pouch, preparing to take out a Messenger Rain Tiger.

But the instant he looked down.

His whole body stiffened.

A thick green vine had somehow silently coiled around his waist.

Whoosh!

The elite scout did not even have time to scream.

The vine violently yanked him straight out of the canopy.

Headfirst, he slammed heavily into the muddy ground in front of Chenshu Senju.

Most absurdly, the vine had tied him up in a bizarre way.

It had forcibly cinched his tight nightwear into an artistic tortoise-shell bondage pattern.

Even Jiraiya was dumbfounded.

"Holy shit, your binding technique doesn't even distinguish between men and women anymore?!"

Jiraiya's eyes widened, as though he were meeting Chenshu Senju for the first time.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is called automated muscle restraint."

Holding his laptop, Chenshu Senju slowly walked up to the scout.

The Amegakure scout had been thrown so badly that he was dizzy, and it felt as though every bone in his body was about to fall apart.

But he was, after all, a death warrior of Amegakure.

A vicious glint flashed through his eyes. He clenched his jaw, intending to bite through the poison capsule hidden in his teeth and kill himself.

Crack.

At the very instant he exerted force.

A thin branch shot out of the ground and precisely jammed itself into his mouth.

It forced his jaw wide open.

Scout: ...

"You want to die? You'll have to wait until I'm done searching you first."

Chenshu Senju crouched down and shoved the laptop screen in his face.

"I'll only ask you one thing."

The scout glared fiercely at Chenshu Senju, his eyes filled with the determination to die rather than submit.

For the organization's top-secret plan, he would not reveal a single word.

"In this chapter, the male lead uses Wood Release to deliver takeout. Is that too dumb?"

Chenshu Senju asked in complete seriousness.

Scout: ?

Jiraiya: ...

The Amegakure scout's brain completely crashed.

What the hell kind of interrogation was this?!

You were a god-tier Wood Release expert wanted by the entire Akatsuki, and what was on your mind was using Wood Release to deliver takeout?

Had this kid's brainstem been smashed to pieces by a giant log?

"Judging by that vacant look in your eyes, you're probably some uncultured bumpkin who's never even read a webnovel."

Chenshu Senju sighed disdainfully.

Then he extended two fingers.

With practiced ease, he pulled a small black secret scroll from the scout's inner breast pocket.

The motion was as smooth as that of a seasoned thief.

The scout's eyes nearly split open as a despairing whimper escaped his throat.

That was the top-secret tracking order Lord God had just issued!

Chenshu Senju did not even spare him a glance.

With a light squeeze of his fingers, immense Wood Release chakra instantly severed the scroll's self-destruct seal.

It was a dimensionality-crushing defense break, with no suspense whatsoever.

Chenshu Senju unfolded the scroll with one hand and quickly scanned it.

There were not many words on it, but the curve of his lips grew wider and wider.

"Interesting."

"Those perverts in black robes with red clouds finally couldn't hold back anymore, huh?"

Hearing that, Jiraiya's expression instantly turned serious.

He stepped closer.

"What does it say?"

"See for yourself. Your intelligence network wasn't completely cut off—they tracked it in reverse."

Chenshu Senju tossed the scroll to Jiraiya and casually pressed the Enter key on his keyboard.

Jiraiya caught the scroll and quickly read through it.

The further he read, the uglier his expression became.

This was not an ordinary border reconnaissance order at all.

It was an internal Akatsuki hunt notice.

It clearly stated that Zetsu's extensive clone network had completely locked onto the main routes leading out of the Land of Fire.

Their target was not any top-secret intelligence.

It was the internet-addicted teenager beside him, who was leisurely typing away.

Nagato had actually raised Chenshu Senju's threat level directly to the highest red classification, above even the Nine-Tails.

"And that's not all."

Jiraiya stared hard at the final few lines of the scroll, his voice growing heavy.

"It says Akatsuki has deployed a special squad specifically for you."

"They've already prepared their methods. They're planning to intercept and kill you on the road ahead."

The air instantly fell into dead silence.

This was no joke.

That monstrous organization, made entirely of S-rank rogue ninja, had actually left Amegakure of its own accord for the sake of one Hidden Leaf brat.

It was practically a highest-level death notice.

Even Jiraiya, who had survived countless battles, felt a chill run down his spine.

He understood Akatsuki's methods better than anyone.

"This is bad. Those lunatics have really set their sights on you."

Jiraiya looked gravely at Chenshu Senju.

But then he realized.

Chenshu Senju had placed his hands back on the keyboard, his expression so calm that not a ripple disturbed it.

He even seemed to find the scroll rather considerate.

He had been worried that the trip to find that fat sheep Tsunade would be too boring, leaving him severely short on writing inspiration.

And now someone had come all this way to deliver takeout.

For some reason, he really, really wanted to meet these warmhearted villain representatives.

Free high-level experience packs and draw attempts delivered to his door.

No reason not to take them.

"What are you panicking for?"

Chenshu Senju picked at his ear.

"Obviously, Heaven saw that I didn't have enough people under me to serve tea and run errands, so it specially sent people to replenish my workforce."

Jiraiya: ?

Replenish his workforce?

They were terrifying extremists here to take his life!

Yet in his mouth, they had become workers assigned jobs upon arrival?

Jiraiya could feel his blood pressure skyrocketing.

The fact that the Hidden Leaf's upper ranks had survived until now after dealing with such a reckless little freak was practically a miracle.

"Let's get moving."

Holding the laptop in one hand, Chenshu Senju gave a careless yawn.

"Let's finish them off early so I can use their bodies to make up a ten-pull for the system."

After hearing those words, the Amegakure scout hanging upside down from the vine in the tree.

Rolled his eyes back.

The sheer absurdity of it all angered him so badly that he fainted on the spot.