"The Yamanaka Clan..."
"The Nara Clan..."
"The Akimichi Clan..."
"The Aburame Clan..."
Toru Kujyo's mouth stretched into an exaggerated grin, and he nearly laughed aloud. Good grief. Shimura Danzō's ambitions could hardly have been more obvious. He had plundered almost every secret technique belonging to Konoha's core forces, from Ino-Shika-Cho to the Aburame Clan. This was no mere collection. It was blatant theft, hollowing out Konoha's very foundations for his own selfish ends.
Tsk, tsk. Danzo, oh Danzo, what a generous soul you are, Toru Kujyo thought, delighted. Decades of hard work to build such a substantial fortune, and now it all falls into my lap.
Without the slightest hesitation, he walked straight to the shelf labeled "Yamanaka Clan" and took down a scroll. Its cover bore the prominent words "Mind Reading Technique."
He unfurled the scroll, revealing complex hand seals and diagrams of chakra circulation. An ordinary ninja might have needed months or even years of study and grueling practice to master it. For Toru Kujyo, it was only a matter of moments.
A brief sweep of his Rinnegan parsed every piece of information on the scroll, from the meaning of each word to the minute changes in chakra flow through the body's pathways. Like a torrent of data, it was instantly analyzed, absorbed, and etched deep into his mind.
"So that's how it works. Contact through mental energy lets you read residual information directly from the cerebral cortex... interesting." He closed the scroll and casually tossed it to a Shadow Clone behind him.
Learning complete.
Toru Kujyo turned around, his gaze settling once more on Shimura Danzō, who hung in midair like a battered sack under the power of Banshō Ten'in. Danzo's eyes were vacant, drool dribbling from the corner of his mouth. He had been reduced to