Remotely Overseeing and Settling Konoha's Internal Strife

A light breeze swept across the dirt road.

In the forest outside Tanzaku Town.

Chenshu Senju stopped walking.

With both hands tucked into his pockets, he had no intention of forming hand seals at all. He merely leaned lazily against a tree.

"Old pervert, go on ahead. I need to connect to Wi-Fi and make a long-distance call."

Jiraiya looked utterly baffled.

He could not understand what nonsense this cheat freak was spouting again. All he could do was warily cover his wallet, afraid the kid had come up with some new way to extort him.

Elsewhere.

Konoha, Chenshu Senju's residence.

A murderous atmosphere filled the entire courtyard.

The Root squad captain looked at the five murderous Sound Ninja before him, contempt flashing through his eyes beneath his mask.

So what if these abandoned brats of Orochimaru's had recovered from their injuries? This was Root territory. A few battered remnants could not possibly stir up any trouble.

"Kill!"

With that cold command.

More than a dozen elite assassins wearing animal masks instantly turned into afterimages, pouncing into the courtyard like wolves that had caught the scent of blood.

Just then.

An unusual warmth suddenly spread across the pale back of Tayuya's neck.

Immediately afterward, a slender green Wood Release vine burst from beneath her fair skin without warning.

The vine swelled wildly in the wind, frantically weaving together in midair at a visible speed.

In the blink of an eye.

The mass of vines condensed into the translucent outline of a wooden face in the air, its brows and eyes carrying an infuriatingly carefree expression.

It was Chenshu Senju's face.

"Tayuya, I told you to take a deep breath and relax, not to pop your buttons into someone else's face as hidden weapons."

Chenshu Senju's teasing voice abruptly rang through the courtyard.

Tayuya's whole body jolted.

Covering her chest with a humiliated, furious expression, she cursed, "Bastard! Didn't you leave? How the hell are you still haunting us?!"

At that moment, the already precarious buttons at the collar of her maid outfit had gloriously fallen in battle.

The snowy, deep swell at her chest was nearly bursting free. Under normal circumstances, that dazzlingly pale sight would have made this group of old bachelors lose all fighting spirit on the spot.

But no one had the mood to look at legs or breasts now.

Every Root ninja present had been forcibly stunned by the bizarre giant Wood Release face in the sky.

Their charging movements came to a perfectly synchronized halt.

Chenshu Senju pursed his lips in the air.

So white.

What a shame. The fabric quality was terrible. I should have forced her to change into that cheongsam slit all the way to the tops of her thighs before I left.

For some reason.

Looking at that mocking face in the air, the Root squad captain was suddenly seized by an absurdly intense sense of unease.

Hadn't the intelligence said the kid was already hundreds of kilometers outside the village?

This was the Wood Release of the legendary First Hokage.

You were using the power of the God of Shinobi for long-distance video calls and spying on female subordinates changing clothes?

Did this still obey even the most basic law of energy conservation in the shinobi world?

"Kimimaro, form the formation."

Chenshu Senju yawned. He did not take the ANBU below seriously at all as he casually issued the order.

"Yes, Lord Chenshu."

A fervent look appeared on Kimimaro's pale face.

Without another word, he slammed both hands heavily onto the ground.

Then Sakon, Ukon, and Jirobo quickly spread out and took positions at the four corners of the courtyard.

Though Tayuya continued grumbling curses, her body honestly bit through her finger. She slammed it onto the ground and summoned three enormous blind ogres.

"Sage Art: Violet Flame Bonewood Realm!"

BOOM!

As the four people's violently surging chakra resonated.

The entire courtyard ground instantly began to churn violently.

Countless sharp, bone-white spikes burst from the earth like bamboo shoots after rain, their surfaces burning with a layer of extraordinarily bizarre purple barrier flames.

Between the bone spikes, innumerable green Wood Release vines darted and constricted wildly like mad serpents.

This was the combination technique Chenshu Senju had forcibly mashed together for them with the system a few days ago when he had been bored out of his mind.

Its specialty was all-encompassing, dead-angle-free suppression.

Before the Root ninjas could even finish forming the seals for the Substitution Technique, the terrifying killing formation erupting from underground hurled them into the air.

Screams instantly rose one after another.

In less than ten seconds.

The dozen or so Root elites, who had been so imposing moments ago, were all pinned tightly onto the airborne bone spikes like skewers of meat on a barbecue rack.

They had not even the slightest room to resist. They were thoroughly dead.

The smell of blood instantly filled the entire courtyard.

The Wood Release face in the air nodded in satisfaction.

That old schemer Danzo had wanted to take advantage of his trip out to raid his home base. This time, he had lost even his underwear.

Since the workers were performing so well, he might as well hand out some year-end bonuses.

With a thought from Chenshu Senju.

A huge pile of trash chakra packs and low-grade experience potions, which he had just extracted from those two Akatsuki monsters, were instantly and brutally poured into the bodies of the four people below through the invisible network of Wood Release spores.

Keeping them would only take up system memory anyway. He might as well use them as junk to do them a favor.

Bzzzt.

Kimimaro's expression abruptly changed.

To his shock, he discovered that the terrifying hidden injuries that had accumulated over the years from overtaxing his bone bloodline were completely smoothed away at that moment by a gentle yet domineering force.

His originally depleted chakra reserves surged like a volcanic eruption, more than doubling in an instant.

Tayuya's alluring red lips fell open in shock as well.

Not only was her exhaustion completely swept away, even her spiritual power became tougher and purer.

This time, she forcibly swallowed back even the curse words on her lips, her entire being plunged into complete doubt about life.

They were separated by hundreds of kilometers.

There was no need to form hand seals at all.

Yet he could bestow such enormous, pure power out of thin air.

What kind of godly technique was this?

This was ten thousand times better than Orochimaru's shitty cursed seal, which tortured people half to death at the drop of a hat!

Tayuya raised her head to look at the face in the air. For some reason, the little bit of resistance she felt toward being forced to wear a maid outfit suddenly vanished completely.

"Not bad. Consider this an employee benefit from me."

Chenshu Senju spoke carelessly.

"Guard the house properly. If anyone dares come cause trouble in the future, scatter even their ashes for them."

Poof.

As his words fell.

The Wood Release face turned into a cloud of white mist and completely dispersed.

The courtyard once again fell into deathly silence.

Tayuya looked down at the Root corpses strewn across the bloody ground, then at her maid outfit, which was nearly ripped down to her navel.

She bit her red lip.

Following a cheat freak who handed out god-tier rewards at the drop of a hat.

It really did seem far more enjoyable than doing unpaid labor in that gloomy bastard Orochimaru's underground lab.

Elsewhere.

Root's underground base.

Dim firelight swayed faintly.

Shimura Danzō's single eye fixed itself on the intelligence scroll spat out by the messenger toad in his hand. The hand gripping his cane trembled violently, and even his knuckles had turned white.

Total annihilation.

The elite squad he had sent to carry out the extermination mission had been wiped out by those damn abandoned brats of Orochimaru's without even managing to send out a distress signal for ten minutes.

What chilled him to the bone even more was that.

The intelligence clearly stated that Chenshu Senju, that little brat, could actually transmit chakra and command battles remotely across a distance of hundreds of kilometers.

Crack.

A clear crack was crushed into Danzo's cane.

Was that even human?

Since when did Wood Release come with such an utterly unreasonable ability to transmit and amplify power across vast distances?

This was going too far.

That little brat was practically grinding Root's dignity into a latrine.

"Lord Danzo..." The ANBU kneeling below trembled.

"Get out!"

Danzo roared in a fury.

The temperature throughout the underground chamber seemed to drop to freezing point.

He took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the raging fury in his chest, as well as a trace of fear that was difficult to detect.

He could not allow that monster of a brat to continue growing.

Once an existence that treated rules as if they were nothing completely took control of Konoha's situation, he would never sit in the Hokage's seat for the rest of his life.

It seemed he had no choice but to use that last resort.

Danzo's withered fingers slowly touched his right arm, wrapped in thick bandages.

Beneath them.

Were all the Sharingan he had painstakingly collected over the years.

Since conventional means could not kill them.

Then he would have to find an opportunity to use Izanagi's forbidden secret technique.

Even if it cost him this old life and every last trump card he had, he had to completely erase Chenshu Senju and his blind trash subordinates from this world.