It's Perfectly Normal for a Disciple to Have Some Bad Intentions Toward His Teacher, Right?

"I suddenly had a bold idea!" Kenichi Amamiya looked at the trembling female ninja and revealed an odd smile.

Kenichi Amamiya knew a little about Living Corpse Reincarnation. It transferred one's soul into another person's body and occupied that body; only the soul changed.

But the body itself would not fundamentally change.

So, if he could study the mysteries of the soul and then make the body passively alter the soul, what kind of teacher would he eventually cultivate?

For a moment, some strange terms flashed through Kenichi Amamiya's mind.

But an idea was only an idea. Souls were far too mysterious, and Kenichi Amamiya had not done much research on them yet. Besides, if his teacher discovered it, that would be quite the spectacle.

It would be hilarious if he ended up getting turned into a girl instead.

After the experiment ended, the remaining three ninjas were taken away. Kenichi Amamiya did not ask where his teacher intended to take them and simply followed him outside.

"It seems like you and Kakashi have gotten along quite well recently." Orochimaru glanced at the disciple following behind him and spoke calmly.

"Mm. I've already mastered the Chidori Kakashi developed." Kenichi Amamiya answered readily. He was very interested in Kakashi's ninjutsu, and even more interested in Kakashi's Sharingan.

He had already made up his mind. The day of the Nine-Tails Attack would be the day he took Kakashi's eye.

Taking Kakashi's eye would be easy, but dealing with the possible accountability afterward was a problem. The Fourth would die and the Third would return. If Kakashi lost his eye, it would definitely become a matter that needed to be addressed.

Unless he could subdue Kakashi in an instant and make him lose consciousness, there was no avoiding being seen.

What was more, on the night of the Nine-Tails Attack, a young genius ninja like Kakashi, one of Konoha's future talents, might well receive protection.

So he needed to think of a solution as soon as possible.

At that thought, Kenichi Amamiya glanced at his teacher. Orochimaru was extremely powerful; dealing with one Kakashi would certainly not be a problem.

But considering the trouble that exposing This Matter to his teacher might bring, Kenichi Amamiya gave up on the idea. Besides, what his teacher would do on the night of the Nine-Tails Attack was itself a question.

"The Hatake Family is quite capable, but although the Sharingan is powerful, it is ultimately an external force. It would be better for him to properly practice their family's inherited swordsmanship." Orochimaru did not think highly of Kakashi.

Although the Sharingan did indeed effectively boost Combat Power, it was not his own strength in the end. Orochimaru could naturally see that maintaining the Sharingan had consumed a great deal of Kakashi's Chakra.

How could he grow stronger like that?

"Kakashi places great importance on his friendship with Obito." Kenichi Amamiya shrugged. He had tried to persuade Kakashi before, but Kakashi was unwilling, so there was nothing he could do.

"Heh, friendship." Orochimaru sneered. Speaking of friendship reminded him of his former teammates, Tsunade and Jiraiya, who had been hailed as the Sannin, but the relationship between them...

Meanwhile, Kenichi Amamiya was also pondering Kakashi's situation. He had considered taking Kakashi's eye before the Nine-Tails Attack, but if the Nine-Tails Attack did not happen, the village would not descend into chaos, making it unsuitable for him to Cause Trouble.

So the Nine-Tails Attack was still the best opportunity.

By then, most of the village's high-end Combat Power would be drawn away. And since he and Kakashi were fairly close, approaching Kakashi would not be difficult.

It was not impossible to catch Kakashi off guard with a Sneak Attack and subdue him. Even someone as powerful as Madara Uchiha had fallen to Black Zetsu's Black Tiger Steals Heart.

Though when Kenichi Amamiya had watched the videos before, he had heard many streamers say that the author simply did not know how to make Madara Uchiha lose, so they came up with that plot-forced death.

Of course, the simplest method would be to find a way to make his teacher defect on the day of the Nine-Tails Attack and leave the village outright that night. Then, even if the Third wanted to investigate, he would have no chance.

Thinking about it, Kenichi Amamiya felt that was not a bad idea. It could be listed as a backup plan.

"Teacher, do we still need to deliver tobacco to Third today?" Kenichi Amamiya asked his teacher with a smile.

"Mm, we definitely have to deliver it. If he goes a day without smoking, I feel uncomfortable all over." Orochimaru also revealed a faint smile. He had not had much amusement lately, and his greatest pleasure was watching his teacher, Hiruzen Sarutobi, smoke.

Every time he saw Hiruzen Sarutobi smoke, his mood improved considerably. And whenever he saw Danzo and the Konoha Elder Council inhaling Secondhand Smoke beside him, he was even happier.

Although Hiruzen Sarutobi guarded against him in every possible way, he had ultimately suffered from insufficient intelligence. Orochimaru had already quietly left a little something in his teacher's lungs, as well as in the lungs of several other elders.

Early-stage Lung Cancer.

That was the result of his efforts during this period. Anything more excessive would not do, as it would be easily noticed, but it still gave Orochimaru the joy of playing a game.

So the tobacco definitely had to be delivered.

Orochimaru brought the tobacco and Kenichi Amamiya to the Sarutobi Clan compound.

"Looking at this place, what do you think?" Orochimaru folded his arms and looked at the Sarutobi Clan compound before asking.

"...The Sarutobi gates reek of wine and meat, while Senju bones lie by the roadside." That was Kenichi Amamiya's strongest impression.

Back then, Hidden Leaf Village had been founded by Hashirama Senju together with Madara Uchiha. Their achievements could be called immense, but what about now? Where was the Senju Clan?

The Senju Clan had been broken apart. The Uchiha Clan had been pushed to the outskirts of the village. Yet the Sarutobi Clan, relying on the Third's authority, occupied an excellent location and enjoyed terrifying benefits.

"Mm." Orochimaru led Kenichi Amamiya inside. He thought the same.

His teacher had fallen. He constantly claimed to act for the village, but in his heart, what he cared about most was his own Sarutobi Clan. The so-called Will of Fire was nothing more than a trick to deceive people.

It was like shouting a few slogans to brainwash others into dedicating everything to the village's greater cause, but had they truly been given what they deserved?

Just look at the Fourth. Though he was Hokage, he was more like a puppet. It was only that the Puppet Master had some sense of shame and was not quite so blatant.

"Orochimaru." Hiruzen Sarutobi walked out, glanced at Orochimaru, then let his gaze pass over Kenichi Amamiya beside him before returning it to Orochimaru.

"Teacher, it's been a long time. I've missed you very much." Orochimaru revealed a sincere smile.