Post-Battle System Jackpot Draw

A breeze swept over the path.

The two walked one after the other.

Suddenly, a string of wonderfully pleasant mechanical notification chimes rang out in Chenshu Senju's mind.

Ding.

"Detected that the host defeated and drove back Akatsuki core members—Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki—despite a difference in rank."

"Rating: S-rank."

"Reward issued: Advanced Ten-Pull Draw Opportunity x1."

Chenshu Senju halted, the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably.

What a huge haul.

Those two truly were top-tier laborers of the ninja world. Even their experience drops were this generous.

Without any hesitation, Chenshu Senju decisively ordered the draw in his mind.

A dazzling golden guaranteed-drop glow immediately flashed before his eyes.

"Congratulations, Host, for obtaining: [Wood Release Clone Intangibility Secret Technique]."

"Congratulations, Host, for obtaining: [Minor Rinnegan Perception Fragment]."

The rest was just a pile of useless chakra packs and experience potions.

Chenshu Senju raised an eyebrow.

Wood Release Clone Intangibility?

It sounded like a budget version of Kamui.

As long as there was enough chakra, it could let a Wood Release clone seamlessly shift between solid and intangible forms. Its whole purpose was to be an obnoxious, unkillable nuisance.

Well, that settled it. He would not even need to send out his real body when slacking off in Konoha from now on.

As for that Rinnegan perception fragment...

Chenshu Senju immediately closed his eyes and tried gathering chakra in them.

His vision became clearer than ever before.

He could clearly see even the two wild rabbits mating in the grass a thousand meters away, and could precisely pinpoint the faint chakra flow in their bodily fluids.

He wondered if this thing could see through Tayuya's clothes directly.

With that thought, Chenshu Senju became a little impatient to return to Konoha and test it out.

It was not because he was lustful.

He simply wanted to conduct a scientifically rigorous ninjutsu experiment.

"Hey, brat, what are you grinning like an idiot about by yourself?"

Jiraiya finally could not hold it in any longer.

He stared at the back of Chenshu Senju's head as though he had seen a ghost.

Ever since leaving the forest, he had been frantically replaying that encounter in his head.

It had been too bizarre.

The kid had faced Tsukuyomi head-on without even blinking, and had even blown apart Itachi's mental realm from within.

Samehada had tried to drain his chakra, only for him to suck that broken sword dry until it foamed at the mouth.

Was that something a human being could even do?

Jiraiya had lived for over fifty years and considered himself a man who had seen countless storms, but today, his entire worldview had been ground into the dirt again and again.

Just where was this kid's limit?

"Kid Chenshu, how exactly did you train that illusion-resistant technique of yours?" Jiraiya asked probingly.

"I never trained it."

"Then how could you possibly block the Mangekyo Sharingan?"

"Just watch more adult action movies."

"Huh?" Jiraiya was dumbfounded.

Chenshu Senju dug at his ear and turned around with a perfectly serious expression.

"You old pervert, think about it. That mental realm just creates a few fake people and has them stab me with knives. How boring."

"But if it were replaced with a dozen or so Lady Tsunades with curvy figures, wearing bikinis and taking turns stripping in front of me..."

"I figure I'd lose my composure in one second."

"That's why those Akatsuki guys don't understand men's hearts. No wonder they can't recruit anyone."

Jiraiya opened his mouth, but could not force out a single word for a long while.

This kid's train of thought.

It really was made out of mosaic tiles, wasn't it?

But thinking about it, if there really were a dozen Tsunades doing pole dances...

Jiraiya swallowed, his nostrils suddenly growing hot as two streams of blood flowed down uncontrollably.

Damn.

He could not hold up just from imagining it.

Who the hell was mentally attacking whom here?!

Konoha.

Chenshu Senju's residence.

The once-quiet courtyard was now completely filled with a grim, murderous air.

Outside the main gate.

More than a dozen Root ninja wearing animal masks and black trench coats had silently surrounded the entire courtyard.

Tayuya irritably raked her fingers through her dark red hair.

She was still wearing the outrageously revealing maid outfit Chenshu Senju had forced her to change into before leaving.

The skirt was so short that it could barely cover the tops of her thighs.

The buttons over her chest were stretched tight, as if they would burst off and blind the enemies in front of her the moment she took a slightly deeper breath.

"You sewer rats are seriously pissing me off!"

Tayuya cursed through gritted teeth.

She was already furious today because she was not wearing safety shorts, and now these blind idiots had come knocking at her door looking to die.

The Root squad captain standing at the front had icy eyes.

His gaze quickly swept over the gate before stopping on Tayuya's dazzlingly pale, long legs.

He had to admit it.

This female prisoner had an absurdly exaggerated figure.

But Root had no emotions.

"By Lord Danzo's order."

The squad captain drew the short blade from his back, his voice devoid of the slightest warmth.

"Eliminate the dangerous individuals Chenshu Senju has privately sheltered. Any who resist will be executed on the spot."

Before his words had even faded—

Bang!

A thick white bone spike burst violently from the ground, grazing the squad captain's cheek before viciously pinning itself into the wall beside him.

Bricks and stones shattered.

Kimimaro walked out through the main gate with an expressionless face.

He was still wearing that loose white robe, and his pale face showed not the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Sharp bone blades extending from his elbows and shoulders radiated a chilling killing intent.

"Before leaving, Lord Chenshu gave an order."

Kimimaro spoke flatly.

"Without his permission, no matter who it is, if they step even half a foot through this gate..."

"Die."

On the wall nearby.

"Hehe, finally time to loosen up."

Sakon and Ukon hung upside down from the eaves like spiders, cruel smiles on their faces.

Boom!

The ground suddenly trembled.

The massive Jirobo smashed through the courtyard wall like a humanoid tank, plopped down atop the rubble, and began stuffing snacks into his mouth.

"Tayuya, your clothes are about to tear," Jirobo reminded her honestly.

"Shut up, you fat bastard!"

Tayuya covered her chest in exasperation.

If there had not been so many enemies in front of them, she truly would have wanted to kick Jirobo all the way back to the Land of Rice Fields.

The Sound Five.

All members assembled.

The Root squad captain's brow furrowed into a deep knot.

The intelligence was wrong.

These abandoned children of Orochimaru had not only fully recovered from their injuries, but even their chakra had become more violent than before.

Meanwhile.

Several hundred kilometers away, an unusual disturbance suddenly came from the ninja tool pouch at Chenshu Senju's waist.

He stopped walking and took out a tiny messenger toad.

The toad spat out a small scroll.

Chenshu Senju opened it, his brow lifting slightly.

"What is it?" Jiraiya leaned over, stuffing tissues into his still-bleeding nose.

"A few blind rats broke into my home."

A cold, cruel curve formed on Chenshu Senju's lips.

Danzo.

Trying to raid my place while I'm not home, huh?

If I don't strip you down to your underwear when I get back, then I'm not a Senju.

Poof.

The scroll instantly burned to ashes in a mass of nameless chakra flames.

"Come on, let's hurry up and finish our business."

Chenshu Senju quickened his pace.

"I still have to get back and watch a maid outfit tearing show."