Even a Mere Transformation Technique Wants to Block My Dominance

Days later, everyone finally returned to Konoha.

The absurd farce in the Land of Snow also remained in everyone's hearts.

Kakashi put aside his usual casual laziness.

He led Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura-whose mentalities had undergone several transformations-straight toward the Hokage building, preparing to fully hand over all the intelligence and subsequent matters regarding this Land of Snow mission.

The mentalities of everyone in Team 7 had quietly changed.

Naruto shed a bit of his naivety and recklessness, at least not being so one-sided when looking at things, and better understanding how to think about problems from other angles.

Sasuke cut away a bit of his internal friction and obsession, leaving only the pure obsession of revenge in the bottom of his heart, becoming more rational instead of cold-blooded.

Sakura felt even more that Sasuke was becoming more and more mature, more and more profound, with more of a masculine aura, and she liked Sasuke even more.

Well, yes, Sakura was the only one without any progress at all.

After all, even Miki Yūya that bastard had increased some Armament Haki in the Land of Snow.

Moreover, in this battle of the Land of Snow, he stepped forward to suppress the rebellion, ended the war situation, and made a great contribution. To thank Miki Yūya, Kazahana Dōtō specially gave him a large sum of money.

Pockets bulging with bank notes, Miki Yūya was in a great mood, turning around to sway into the bustling streets of Konoha.

Now that he had money, he could finally have a big meal.

Along the street, fireworks curled, and vendors stood in rows.

Miki Yūya swept his gaze and stopped directly in front of the familiar Three-Color Dango shop.

The owner was lowering his head to wipe the tables and chairs. Raising his eyes to glance and see that the newcomer was Miki Yūya, his expression darkened instantly. Disgust, disdain, and sarcasm piled directly on his face, and he opened his mouth with a string of vicious scolding.

"Yo! Isn't this the idled, useless orphan of the village?"

"What? Want to come and freeload again?

If you have no money, get lost far away! Don't stand at my shop's door blocking business!"

"All day long you do no proper work, and only know how to collect some protection money in the village to muddle through the days.

For a piece of trash like you, that Lord Hokage hasn't driven you out of the village is already a favor. Do you even have the face to stand at my doorstep?"

Ding! Observation Haki +2

The sarcastic abuse was undisguised, drawing passing villagers to cast sidelong glances.

"Is it this guy again?"

"I thought this guy was dead!"

"Being away from the village for so long, who knows where he went. He must have failed to make it outside and ran back again."

"Hahaha, a useless piece of trash who can't do anything, isn't it normal for him to run back?"

Ding! Observation Haki +4

Ding! Observation Haki +3

Damn it, the moment someone starts a mob, others follow along. Miki Yūya was defeated.

If it were usual, he really wouldn't have any way to deal with so many people at once.

But today, holding a giant fortune, he had full confidence and couldn't even be bothered to make a move, feeling only that it was utterly ridiculous.

He sneered, raising his hand to directly fling out a thick stack of bank notes, slapping them onto the shop counter with a bang.

Twenty thousand ryō in bank notes, brand new in color, substantial in weight, dazzling and eye-catching.

"A bunch of dogs looking down on people! Open your dog eyes and take a good look! What is this?!"

Twenty thousand ryō! Have you people ever seen so much money in your entire lives?!

"Hiding in Konoha for a lifetime, guarding a few strings of broken dango every day to muddle along waiting for death, clinging to your tiny shop.

You haven't even stepped outside the village gates, yet you still dare to bark?"

Hahaha, with this group of villagers who have seen nothing of the world, do you even deserve to speak to me?

"If you have time, go sign up for a class at the Inuzuka Clan and learn how to dogs bark. In the future, when following in front of me, remember not to use human speech, understand?"

Ding! Conqueror's Haki +5

Miki Yūya cursed out loud, his aura arrogant and overbearing, retort leaving the surrounding cowards with faces turning green and white in succession.

"Damn it!!"

"You bastard, what are you being arrogant about?"

"An orphan without even parents, yet you dare to come to our place!"

The surrounding people were publicly humiliated, losing all face, and their anger instantly overwhelmed their reason.

The owner was furious, grabbing the thick solid-wood cutting board from the counter and fiercely smashing it straight toward Miki Yūya!

A fierce wind whistled as the cutting board rent the air and came!

Yet this bit of offensive momentum, in the eyes of Miki Yūya-who was proficient in Observation Haki and Armament Haki-was as slow as a crawling snail.

His figure shifted slightly, and he dodged it with utter ease.

The heavy cutting board missed with a clank and smashed fiercely onto the ground, cracking into several fine lines.

"Get out of here!!!"

"Get out!!"

"A person like this should be directly driven out of Konoha!"

Miki Yūya looked at the surrounding people's infuriated and thunderous expressions, laughing wildly and mockingly:

"Hilarious! Frogs at the bottom of a well who have seen nothing of the world!"

"You lot can only act arrogant on this street. Wanting me to get lost, do you even deserve to?"

"I simply won't get lost, I'll walk slowly, I'll tick you all off, a bunch of poor ghosts, hahaha!"

His voice falling, he didn't linger any longer. Pocketing the bank notes, he thrust both hands into his pockets and turned away swaggering and slovenly, leaving behind only the enraged, impotently furious dango shop owner and other villagers.

Strolling slowly along Konoha's main thoroughfare and breathing in the familiar breeze within the village, Miki Yūya was calculating going to eat some top-grade barbecue later.

Arriving at a secluded intersection, a lowered, gloomy voice precisely transmitted into his ears:

"Bah! What a thing!"

"An orphan with no father or mother, who went out to mix with Konoha Ninja for a trip and earned a little money, and he doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth anymore."

"Really think that by clinging to ninja he's a cut above?"

"He can't even refine chakra, never attended the Ninja Academy, and has not the slightest bit of proper skill. In the end, he's just a useless piece of trash good for nothing!"

The words were sharp and bitter, full of contempt and scorn.

Miki Yūya's footsteps stopped abruptly.

He raised an eyebrow and sneered.

As expected of Konoha, crouching tigers and hidden dragons, with troublemakers everywhere!

Usually, they were all honest and dutiful, but behind people's backs, their mouths were more poisonous than anyone else's!

In this village, who didn't carry their own troublemaking buff?

With just a person like you, do you dare to compete on the same stage with me? Then come on!

He turned his head to look at the middle-aged man leaning against the wall by the roadside.

The other party's clothing was ordinary, his appearance plain, and his expression caustic. He looked like the most ordinary Konoha villager.

If it were the past, Miki Yūya would definitely have started with fancy insults to make the other party lose all face.

Yet at this moment, he felt something was not quite right.

Miki Yūya's Observation Haki subconsciously spread out, unable to capture a shred of anything wrong with the other party. The other party's malice was very pure, and as a troublemaker, Miki Yūya was far too familiar with this kind of malice.

There was nothing messy about it; it was purely that he looked at you with displeasure, and he wanted to bully you fiercely.

If the other party's malice had no problem, then what about the body?

The aura had no problem, the posture had no problem, the center of gravity had no problem!

This person looked like an ordinary villager.

However, at this time, Konohamaru's heart was nervous to death. He knew his Transformation Technique definitely had no problem, but the person he was facing right now was Miki Yūya, and he had already developed psychological trauma toward Miki Yūya.

No matter how confident he was in his ninjutsu, his heart still shrank with fear, and even when humiliating Miki Yūya, he would only speak in such a low voice, not daring to directly curse face-to-face.

"He won't discover me, he definitely won't discover me."

"..."

"Forget it, this damn system, my system must have broken. Since that's the case..."

Compared to wasting breath on sarcasm, Miki Yūya at this moment only wanted to directly make a move. Although doing this was very impolite and uncultured, well, who made him a troublemaker?

Moreover, this must be a system issue; the system was influencing him.

Without the slightest bit of nonsense!

Miki Yūya's gaze grew fierce, and his figure suddenly burst forward!

Dust exploded beneath his feet, and the ultimate pure physical strength converged onto his legs. His speed was extremely fast, and his fist carried a whistling, fierce wind as it smashed fiercely toward the middle-aged man's face!

Boom-!!

The heavy punch landed, and the air shattered!

The middle-aged man didn't even have time to react before his entire person was blasted airborne and sent flying by a single punch!

Yet mid-air, his body abruptly burst open into a puff of white smoke!

The smoke drifted away, and the disguise completely faded.

Where was there any caustic middle-aged villager!

It was clearly Konohamaru Sarutobi, who had secretly tailed him and deliberately sought revenge!

Ding! Armament Haki +4

Miki Yūya flew into a rage on the spot, the viciousness in his brow soaring as he gritted his teeth and roared low.

"I knew something felt wrong! Even a mere transformation technique wants to block my dominance!"

"You little beast! Your guts are truly getting fatter and fatter!"

"As the sinner's grandson, you should just honestly tuck your tail between your legs to live your life. To actually still dare to appear in front of me, don't you know how much harm your grandfather brought to the village?"

The Konohamaru opposite was completely dumbfounded on the spot, eyes wide and face full of disbelief.

The Transformation Technique he was so proud of perfectly replicated an adult's appearance, aura, and demeanor. Ordinary jōnin found it hard to instantly see through it, and even Lord Hokage had been fooled by his Transformation Technique!

How was this possible!

He was actually seen through at a glance by Miki Yūya-an ordinary villager with no chakra and no ninja-and his disguise was beaten apart with a single punch?!

Outrageous! Absurd! Completely unreasonable!

Before Konohamaru could recover from his shock, the furious Miki Yūya had already charged forward once more!

"It's you scrap brat looking for trouble again!"

"As the grandson of that old piece of trash the Third Hokage, you idle away your time every day!"

"Instead of training or making the slightest contribution to the village to atone for your grandfather's sins, all day long you only know how to pull these petty little tricks in the gutters."

"And you still dare to badmouth me behind my back? Who gave you the guts!"

Miki Yūya roared angrily, kicking Konohamaru precisely in the lower abdomen!

Excruciating pain instantly swept through his entire body!

Konohamaru's small body once again flew backward through the air and slammed heavily onto the ground. The pain caused tears to instantly well up in his eyes, and his viscera felt as though they had shifted, aching and burning with agony.

Lying on the ground clutching his stomach with tears streaming, he was thoroughly beaten into terror. The moment he landed, Konohamaru scuttled backward in a pathetic scramble, turning to run while crying out in a tearful voice to beg for mercy:

"Don't hit me! I was wrong!!"

"I'll never talk nonsense again!!"

"I beg you not to hit me! It hurts too much!!"

Konohamaru ran and begged for mercy at the same time, not daring to stop at all. Over at the Hokage building, as Tsunade listened to Kakashi's report, Konohamaru's weeping voice rang out downstairs. Tsunade covered her face as well, knowing without even guessing what had happened.