As the setting sun sank into the turbulent West Blue, it dyed the sky and clouds a magnificent yet poignant crimson.
The setting sun cast its rays upon the devastated beach of the isolated island.
The enormous, black, mountain-like shell of the Isobu lay quietly amidst the pebbles and mud of the shallows.
Despite the relentless, ferocious crashing of the icy waves, this solid, living mountain of flesh did not dare to budge an inch.
And at the very top of the shell of this terrifying behemoth.
Senju Kenya arms, floral shorts fluttering in the salty sea breeze, and flip-flops casually hanging from his toes.
He had a white jade pipe between his teeth, puffing out thick, bluish-white smoke one puff after another.
His expression was as relaxed and carefree as an old man from a village fishing by the sea.
And below.
Hundreds of Kirigakure Anbu assassins, wearing pale white masks, witnessed the series of physical beatings that defied even the gods' understanding.
All the ferocity and murderous intent had long since vanished.
Countless steel Ninja Blade clattered to the ground, and people stood in the mud, looking dazed and bewildered.
"Tap, tap, tap."
Soft, slightly unsteady footsteps echoed slowly from behind the rocks on the cliff.
With the help of the one-eyed veteran Qing and Chōjūrō.
Mei Terumi strode forward with her long, straight legs, stepping on the wet, pebbly shallows, until she reached the giant Three-Tails turtle shell.
The sea breeze ruffled her thick, wavy hair, as red as ripe maple leaves.
The dark blue ninja combat suit that was originally tight on his body was torn in several hideous rips, revealing large areas of fair skin soaked with sweat and blood.
But the sole commander of the resistance showed no sign of being disheveled.
Instead, it exudes a breathtaking beauty of survival after a catastrophe.
Mei Terumi stopped in her tracks, slightly tilting her exquisitely beautiful face upwards.
Those large, shimmering eyes were fixed on the black-haired youth blowing smoke rings atop the tortoise shell.
Looking at that broad, thick chest, like an iron wall, and that powerful physique gleaming with a deep, dark gold luster.
At that moment, Mei Terumi's heart began to pound wildly uncontrollably.
That's incredible.
That's... utterly unreasonable!
For countless years, the entire Land of Water has been on the verge of destruction under the brutal oppression of the Fourth Mizukage and the Bloody Mist Village.
The resistance she led had exhausted all its resources, even prepared for the tragic fate of its entire army dying in battle.
result.
The man in front of me took less than a quarter of an hour.
A Jinchūriki, and several punches forced the Three-Tails to vomit!
Without even bothering to form Hand Seals, he swept away the gloom that had shrouded the Land of Water for years with a single, brutal punch!
" The Senju the Great... no, the Senju Kenya- kun."
Mei Terumi reached out and gently brushed the red hair that had been blown by the sea breeze around her lips.
A radiant smile, captivating and enchanting, slowly blossomed on her mature and beautiful face.
Her voice possessed a husky, alluring magnetism unique to mature women.
"The way you just saved the day really didn't give anyone any face at all."
Mei Terumi, one hand on her slender waist, looked up at Kenya with a half-smile, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
"He whipped the Kage of a nation so hard he crashed into a rock wall, and he beat the mighty Three-Tails so badly he vomited it up and used it as a bench..."
"Are all the men of the Senju Clan as domineering and tyrannical as you?"
These words carried a hint of coquetry, a touch of resentment, and an undercurrent of endless provocation.
Instantly, Qing, who was standing behind, felt his hair stand on end and his face turn green with fear!
" Mei Terumi- sama!!"
Qing covered his bleeding Byakugan and coughed violently, jumping up and down in a panic.
"Please have some self-respect! You are now the leader of the resistance, the only candidate to become the future Mizukage!"
"How could you say such frivolous things to a man from Konoha in front of the entire village's Anbu?!"
Mei Terumi completely ignored her deputy.
She even took a small half-step forward, her red lips slightly pursed, and a hint of slyness flickered in her captivating eyes:
" Kenya- kun, you must have read that secret letter written in blood before you left, right?"
"At the end of the letter, I wrote it all down clearly in black and white..."
Mei Terumi's eyes sparkled, her voice was extremely soft, carrying a hint of half-serious, half-fake allure:
"Not only are the ports completely free and shipping monopolies granted, but even I... if the Emperor takes a liking to me, I can serve as a deposit for this transoceanic deal!"
These words were spoken.
Not only Qing, Chōjūrō was so frightened that his face turned red on the spot, and he was at a loss for what to do.
However.
Faced with the proactive flirting of this mature beauty who is the dream of countless men in the entire Shinobi World.
Senju Kenya sits atop the shell of Three-Tails turtle.
He didn't even lift his eyelids.
He slowly inhaled the last wisp of smoke from his pipe, then looked down at Mei Terumi.
"Call--"
A large puff of pungent, thick smoke was sprayed directly and accurately onto Mei Terumi's beautiful face!
The choking caused the future Fifth Mizukage to cough repeatedly, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.
"Come on, you red-haired woman."
Kenya picked at his ear with his little finger, his face full of disgust and contempt, typical of a straight man.
"Stop showing off your soft, slutty charm in front of me."
"These Iron Fist of mine are meant to sweep across the entire Shinobi World; women will only affect the explosive power of my punches."
Kenya, wearing flip-flops, leaped off the tortoise shell and landed steadily in the muddy puddle, letting out a cold laugh:
I have no interest in physical bodies.
"But I'll state beforehand that the Land of Water possesses over a dozen natural deep-water ports, a nationwide tax-free agreement, and Black Iron Heavy Industries's exclusive shipping franchise."
Kenya pointed to his nose, exuding an unparalleled domineering aura:
"Don't even think about giving me a discount on a single copper coin in taxes!"
This is a blunt and unromantic remark, utterly lacking in tact and displaying a bandit-like demeanor.
This left Mei Terumi speechless, frozen in place, her chest heaving violently.
But looking at Kenya's tall, imposing, and Haki back, one could see that he was arrogant and dismissive of everyone else.
The shock and admiration in Mei Terumi's eyes surged to an unprecedented peak!
They are not obsessed with beauty, but only admire absolute power and wealth!
This is the true supreme overlord who can rule the world!
Just then...
In the mud and water of the deep pit ruins.
The Fourth Mizukage, Karatachi Yagura, shakily crawled out of the mud.
At this moment, half of his cheek was swollen, and he had exhausted all the Tailed Beast Chakra, making him look weak and thin like an ordinary child.
But in those clear, water-like eyes, all the confusion and violence had vanished.
"Thump!"
Without warning, Yagura knelt heavily on both knees in front of Mei Terumi and all the Anbu!
Two streams of regretful tears slid down his pale cheeks.
" Mei Terumi... and all my fellow Kirigakure comrades..."
Yagura buried his head deep in the mud, his voice filled with overwhelming self-reproach and trembling:
"Over the years... my consciousness has been completely controlled by a man who calls himself ' Madara Uchiha ' and wears a tiger-skin mask, using his unfathomable Mangekyō Sharingan!"
"All the kill orders, all the massacres... were all demonic orders he secretly issued through my hands!"
"It's my incompetence... I've ruined the entire Kirigakure!!"
This shocking truth has now come to light.
This caused all the Kirigakure Anbu and the resistance ninja present to tremble violently, their anger reaching its peak!
The nightmare of blood mist hanging over the village was actually a conspiracy by outsiders!
And the man who shattered the Mangekyō Genjutsu with a single punch and pulled the Mizukage back from the abyss.
He is the supreme benefactor who saved the entire Land of Water!
Yagura trembled as he untied the tattered blue Mizukage hat from his waist.
He held it up with both hands and solemnly presented it to Mei Terumi:
"My sins are too great; I have no face to remain Mizukage."
"The future of the Land of Water... Mei Terumi, is in your hands!"
Mei Terumi looked at the straw hat in front of her and solemnly accepted it.
Then.
Under the watchful eyes of all the ninjas present.
This domineering female monarch, the only one outside of Konoha, slowly turned around to face Senju Kenya.
Without the slightest hesitation, Mei Terumi knelt deeply on one knee in front of the entire army and presented the formal letter of state that she had prepared in advance!
The supreme alliance between the two countries was sealed in that instant!