Monster Unleashed, Storm Clouds Stir in Every Direction
A post station on the border of the Land of Fire.
The rain poured down, and the wind tore at the window frames. Loud snoring came Jiraiya the next room. The blond boy leaning against the window slowly opened his deep and aggressive eyes.
A sharp system notification sounded in my mind.
[Ding--S-class threat 'Orochimaru's remnants' and super-S-class threat 'Akatsuki' are detected approaching each other! The host's 12-hour period of weakness has been fully lifted, and the Sage Body's cells are overflowing with activation!]
Naruto grinned, a maniacal, bloodthirsty smile spreading across his face. "Finally, the big fish has arrived."
Lightning flashed across the night sky outside the window. Naruto stood with his hands in his pockets, gazing at the dark rain, his thoughts drifting back to Hidden Leaf the previous night.
Let's rewind to last night at 9 PM.
Hidden Leaf, Uzumaki New Residence.
Four fully armed Root Anbu silently infiltrated through the ventilation duct. They were professional, swift, and perfectly coordinated. At that moment, Haku and Karin were preparing a midnight snack in the kitchen, while Sasuke Uchiha, who was guarding outside the courtyard, was coldly on guard with his Ninja Blade in hand. However, no one noticed the four ghostly figures.
Inside the underground base, Shimura Danzō the intelligence scroll into a ball, his greed almost tangible. He didn't attend the funeral; instead, he stared at the shards of the crystal ball in a secret room, toying with a specially made iron chain engraved with sealing runes, handed to him by his trusted confidant, codenamed "Bear."
"Naruto Uzumaki, the ultimate weapon to suppress the One-Tail Beast with one hand, the living totem to the Hyuga Clan —I must not let him escape my control." A dangerous smile appeared on Danzo's lips, one that even he himself did not realize. He thought he was extending the hand of a beast tamer, but little did he know that he had touched the sore spot of a destructive beast. This fatal information gap was the countdown to the last time he would voluntarily seek death in his life.
In the living room, the Anbu Captain walked to the sofa and spoke in a deep voice to the blond boy with his eyes closed, swinging the iron chain in his hand in an arc. "Naruto Uzumaki, come with us. Danzo requests your presence."
He didn't say "please"; the "please" was just an official statement leaving no room for negotiation. The captain had even already planned out the subjugation procedure should the other party resist.
The person on the sofa didn't move. One hand was propping up their chin, the other in their pocket. Only a thin curve appeared at the corner of their mouth—not a smile, but the relaxed look of a predator confirming the location of its prey.
The captain waited for three seconds but received no response. He gestured to his left and right, and two Anbu stepped forward simultaneously, heading straight for Naruto's collarbone. This was the fastest way to subdue a high-risk target during Root's special training.
The next second.
"Snap."
"Snap."
Two teeth-grinding cracking sounds. Not from Naruto's bones, but from the wrists of the two Anbu. Naruto's hands were pulled from his pockets with such speed that they left no afterimage; he simply grasped the two outstretched hands, squeezing them casually, as if crushing two dry twigs. With his monstrous, Sage Body Mode-like Monster Strength, he directly crushed their wrist bones in the opposite direction!
Before the two could even scream, Naruto stood up and kicked one of them in the abdomen. The man, accompanied by a shockwave of broken bricks, pierced through the apartment building's exterior wall, smashed into the street's cobblestones, creating a half-meter-deep crater, rolled over twice, and coughed up blood, his fate unknown. Naruto's expression was indifferent as he delivered that kick; he didn't even flinch.
The remaining three reacted and simultaneously Hand Seals, attempting to use Wind Release to force Naruto away.
Something extremely oppressive exploded from Naruto's body—not Chakra fluctuation, but more like a massive life form suddenly opening its eyes before them. The three of them simultaneously felt a thin thread in their brains snap, blood seeping from their eyes, ears, and noses, their knees uncontrollably collapsing to the floor and shattering into pieces. Their fingers, which Hand Seals, froze in mid-air, unable to complete a single seal.
Naruto walked up to the captain, squatted down, and used two fingers to lift his chin to confirm he was still conscious. His voice was soft, even casual. "Go back and tell your master that if he wants something, he has to come to him himself. Next time he sends this kind of trash, don't expect them to walk back."
After saying that, he released his grip, letting the captain fall to the ground, and turned back to the sofa.
Sasuke was outside the courtyard, burst in upon hearing the sound of the wall collapsing, his Two-Tomoe Sharingan fully activated. He looked around: Root scattered all over the ground, a large hole in the wall, and Naruto eating steamed buns on the sofa. The four Root had been wiped out in less than a minute from the moment they entered. He had been guarding outside the courtyard all night, completely unaware of anything amiss.
For Sasuke, this moment was not just shock, but more like a slap in the face. He froze on the spot, his fists clenched, Sharingan's rings spun rapidly.
Naruto glanced at him sideways, his expression a calm one that held no malice but was more piercing than any malice. "Good job guarding the gate."
Sasuke wanted to retort, but found himself speechless. He suppressed his anger and said coldly, "... It won't happen again."
Naruto hummed in agreement and lowered his head to continue eating.
Sasuke stood there for three seconds, his shame and anger transforming into a morbid fanaticism. He walked up to the Anbu who had been forced to their knees, his eyes filled with twisted cruelty. "How dare you trash trample on Big Brother's home?"
With a swift movement, the knife fell.
Sasuke severed the tendons of all the remaining Anbu and carved two bloody words on the captain's forehead with his knife—"Looking for death." He completely abandoned the arrogance of the Uchiha and willingly became Naruto's sharpest cleaner.
At the kitchen doorway, two figures stood side by side. Bai held a porcelain bowl, her hand steady, her eyes fixed on the Anbu of Naruto, smiling obediently, "Master, the midnight snack is ready. Bai can handle this mess."
Karin stood behind Haku, clutching her apron, her eyes wide. She wasn't afraid of the four people, but rather suddenly realized what being next to Naruto truly meant. Watching Haku calmly ignore the blood and clean up the mess, Karin slowly loosened her grip on the apron, not knowing why she suddenly wanted to laugh.
The scene cuts back to the underground base at the Root Hidden Leaf, at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM).
The only conscious captain was helped in; his knees, wrists, and ribs were broken, his mask was half cracked, blood was in his mouth, and the words "Seeking death" were shockingly written on his forehead. Danzo's eyelids twitched, and he straightened up slightly from the chair.
After the captain finished repeating Naruto's words, the secret room was quiet for about ten seconds.
"A monster... Even if this guy isn't in the village, he's an untouchable abyss!" Danzo took three steps back, crushing his cane in fear. For the first time, "Kuma" saw true fear on his lord's face—not anger, but the instinctive reaction of someone whose secrets had been exposed.
Danzo tossed the sealing chain into a drawer and locked it, then exhaled. "Suspend all direct contact orders with Naruto Uzumaki. Recall all spies."
He didn't say he was giving up. If he couldn't win in a direct confrontation, he would wait for his bond to become a weakness, and wait for a more suitable opportunity. He asked "Kuma" to consult an old file: the oldest copy of the Jinchūriki Sealing Jutsu, and all the recorded "Chakra weaknesses" in the history of the Uzumaki Clan.