Sending Big Brother to Heaven

"What's wrong with express delivery? We take the money and get the job done. Punctuality is what matters!"

Without even turning his head, Ye casually kicked Obito, who was still cursing, straight inside.

"Hurry it up. The client's getting anxious, and they'll dock our performance pay!"

Obito's curse had barely left his lips when the Mangekyo in his right eye spun into an afterimage.

The spatial Uzumaki expanded, instantly sucking away the snow on the ground along with the freezing wind.

Seeing the living demon rushing them along, Matsumoto had no mind for anything else.

Scrambling on hands and knees, he plunged headfirst into the Uzumaki, terrified that if he was even a moment too slow, he would be left alone amid this ruin of corpses and blood.

The wind and snow fell once more, leaving only a patch of ice beside the ruins, swept completely clean.

At that moment, in the side hall of the Daimyō Mansion in the Royal City of the Land of Snow.

Cold seeped up through the floor tiles and into his bones. Even thick cotton socks could not block that lifeless chill.

Only a few dark-red dead embers remained in the brazier by the wall. The last spark went out with a crackle, without even producing a wisp of smoke.

Kazahana Sōsetsu sat at the table, staring at the yellowed Geothermal Generator blueprint, his eyes bloodshot.

The blueprint was covered in red lines. Its edges were frayed, and the dense marks of alteration had nearly scratched the paper to pieces.

After staring at it for a long time, Sōsetsu's frozen fingers stiffened, and a smile uglier than crying suddenly appeared on his face.

"This is probably the most life-consuming blueprint in the entire Shinobi World."

He rubbed his frozen brow.

To build that heap