The Mizukage's Repentance! Kamizuki Yu: Don't Ask, I Was Just Passing By and Fixed a Bug

Kamizuki Yu looked down at Yagura, who was nearly devoid of life beneath his feet. Golden light slowly flowed around him, like the descent of a god.

"That bug has been in your head long enough," he said calmly, without a trace of emotion.

A wheezing, leaking sound came from Yagura's throat, mixed with bloody foam. Every word was incomparably difficult. "Bug..."

Kamizuki Yu did not give him another chance to question him.

With a light tap of his fingertip, several condensed golden chakra chains appeared out of nowhere. Like spirit snakes, they wrapped around Yagura's limbs and torso before deeply branding themselves into the ground.

[Adamantine Sealing Chains Restraint]

This was not merely restraint. Every chain contained an exquisite sealing formula, enough to suppress the remaining Three-Tails chakra within Yagura and cut off any possible remote-control backdoors.

After doing all that, Kamizuki Yu's scarlet three-tomoe Mangekyō quietly emerged. Then, the pattern in his eyes shifted once more, revealing the distinctive design of the Eternal Mangekyō.

A mental force far more vast and majestic than before spread out like an invisible giant net, enveloping Yagura's spiritual world.

The investigative power of the beginner Rinnegan, amplified by the Eternal Mangekyō, displayed astonishing insight.

Yagura's mental sea was a chaotic mess, filled with bloodlust and brutality.

At its deepest point, a twisted black shadow radiating an ominous aura lay entrenched like a malignant tumor. It was tightly intertwined with Yagura's own consciousness, almost fused as one.

This was the source of the genjutsu that had controlled Yagura for years.

The technique was so ingenious and its connection so deeply rooted that even ordinary ninja proficient in genjutsu would have struggled to detect it, much less remove it.

Unfortunately, it was facing Kamizuki Yu.

"You're pretty capable for someone who hides his face," Kamizuki Yu's consciousness snorted coldly within Yagura's mental space.

His immense mental power transformed into countless fine threads of golden light. Like the most delicate surgical blades, they cautiously probed into the boundary between the black shadow and Yagura's consciousness.

The extraction began.

The process was exceptionally dangerous. One wrong move could cause Yagura's mind to collapse completely, reducing him to an idiot.

But Kamizuki Yu's control was precise to the extreme.

The golden threads severed the "tentacles" extending from the black shadow one by one. Each time one was cut, Yagura's body twitched involuntarily.

The black shadow seemed to sense the danger and began resisting violently. It attempted to merge more deeply with Yagura's consciousness, even trying to detonate its mental power and take them both down together.

"You think you can pull a trick like that in front of me?"

Kamizuki Yu's mental power surged abruptly, carrying a will that crushed everything in its path as it forcibly squeezed the foreign mental power out of Yagura's consciousness.

[Squelch—]

A faint, nearly imperceptible sound rang out, like a bubble bursting.

Under the repeated cutting and expulsion of the golden threads, the stubborn black shadow was finally stripped away in its entirety.

Just as it was about to be completely crushed, Kamizuki Yu's pupils narrowed slightly.

He sensed an extremely faint yet unusually distinctive chakra fluctuation within it.

That was... the trace of a space-time ninjutsu.

And the texture of that chakra was not unfamiliar to him.

Obito Uchiha... So you had already started laying out your plans in the Hidden Mist Village this early.

You really were impatient to drag the world into Tsukuyomi.

The thought flashed through Kamizuki Yu's mind, but his hands did not stop. The mental power belonging to Obito, along with the genjutsu mark he had left behind, was thoroughly burned away by the flames of his mind.

In the square, as the genjutsu was completely broken, Yagura's tightly shut eyes flew open.

The bloodlust and madness in his eyes receded like the tide, leaving behind blank confusion and emptiness.

Like someone who had slept for a long time and had just awakened, not knowing where he was or what year it was.

Then, confusion was replaced by chaos.

Countless fragmented, bloody, and insane memories flooded into his mind like a breached dam.

During the years he had been controlled, he had ruled the Hidden Mist Village with blood and terror as the Fourth Mizukage.

He had executed those who disobeyed, oppressed the bloodline clans, created internal panic, and cast the entire Hidden Mist Village beneath the shadow of the "Bloody Mist Village."

Scene after scene, deed after deed—every single one had been done by his own "hands."

"Ah... AHHHHH—!"

Yagura let out a shriek so miserable it barely sounded human. Clutching his head with both hands, his body curled violently. Restrained by the [Adamantine Sealing Chains], he could not move much and could only roll around in agony where he lay.

It was his voice, but it was filled with endless remorse, fury, and despair.

His awakened consciousness allowed him to clearly recall how he had gradually become a puppet and how, in utter ignorance, he had pushed his homeland into the abyss.

That pain was millions of times more intense than any physical torture.

"Why... why did this happen..."

"I... what have I done..."

Blood and tears streamed from the corners of his eyes. This former Kage, this genius of the Hidden Mist Village, was now as fragile as a lost child.

Kamizuki Yu watched him quietly and did not interrupt.

Some pain had to be endured alone. Some debts had to be repaid alone.

After a long while, Yagura's howls gradually subsided, leaving only rough breathing and stifled sobs.

He slowly raised his head. His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at some point in the empty air as the hollowness in his gaze gradually filled with bone-deep hatred.

"That bastard... that masked bastard!"

"I'll kill him! I'll definitely kill him!"

He suddenly turned toward Kamizuki Yu, struggling to sit up, only to be firmly suppressed by the [Adamantine Sealing Chains].

"Please... please tell me, who is that person?!"

Yagura's voice was hoarse, but everyone present could feel the pleading and resolve within it.

In his memories of being controlled, he had never been able to see the masked man's true face. He only remembered a vague codename and that single Sharingan eye that sent chills down his spine.

Kamizuki Yu looked at him with the same calm expression.

"Just a self-righteous ghost of the Uchiha Clan."

"He thinks he's the player, but he's only a piece on the board."

Yagura's body shook. Uchiha? The Uchiha Clan that had been annihilated?

Then, as if he had remembered something, realization and deeper pain appeared on his face.

"It was him... it had to be him... that eye..."

He breathed with difficulty, as though making some kind of decision.

"My lord... You saved me, and you saved the Hidden Mist Village as well." Yagura's form of address unconsciously became respectful.

"I... I know some things about him, though not much..."

"He seemed... to have an extraordinary obsession with tailed beasts. He once mentioned a plan called the 'Eye of the Moon'..."

Yagura slowly recounted every fragment he remembered about the masked man.

This included the occasional mad ravings the other party had let slip, as well as that bizarre space-time ability.

Kamizuki Yu listened quietly without interrupting.

He had long known this information—he understood it even more thoroughly than Yagura did.

But hearing it from Yagura carried a different meaning.

It meant that the true source of the Hidden Mist Village's "Bloody Mist policy" was about to be exposed.

After Yagura finished, he looked at Kamizuki Yu expectantly, a trace of pleading in his eyes.

"My lord, can the Hidden Mist Village... still be saved?"

The disastrous policies of these years had nearly shaken the village's foundation beyond repair.

Kamizuki Yu shifted his gaze toward the distant outlines of the Hidden Mist Village's buildings.

"Whether it can be saved doesn't depend on me."

"It depends on what you yourselves want it to become."

Yagura's body shook again.

He looked at the young man before him. The other's strength had already surpassed his understanding.

One palm strike had defeated him in his tailed beast form, and he had effortlessly broken such a bizarre genjutsu.

A person like this was no ordinary man.

His words seemed to carry a deeper meaning as well.

The pain and confusion in Yagura's eyes gradually gave way to a trace of clarity and resolve.

"I understand."

"I will... purge every cancerous element in the village and make the truth public!"

"No matter the cost, I will return the Hidden Mist Village to the right path!"

Kamizuki Yu neither agreed nor disagreed. He merely withdrew part of the power of the [Adamantine Sealing Chains], allowing Yagura to barely sit up.

"That is your business."

He turned around as the golden light around him dimmed slightly.

"I'll deal with that masked man."