Reborn as Danzō’s Grandson, Must I Offend the Entire Ninja World?

The matter Izumi mentioned that required Yami's decision was the scroll sent by Suna.

To be precise, it was an invitation.

Gaara had become the Kazekage and invited Yami to attend his inauguration ceremony.

Yami calculated. It had only been a year since the Konoha Crush.

It hadn't been long since Gaara was released. From captive to Kazekage—what a rapid transformation.

Suddenly, Yami felt a little unbalanced.

He had endured for so many years before becoming Hokage, and Gaara shot up like a rocket?

Damn these Second Generation Kage.

Izumi noticed Yami's uncertain expression and couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Don't want to go?" Izumi asked curiously. "If you don't, just decline."

"He doesn't really want me to go."

Yami shook his head. "The real goal isn't to toast at the ceremony. He's afraid of this mobile disaster called me, so he wants me in Suna where they can monitor me."

Izumi chuckled, covering her mouth. "You're quite self-aware. So... does Gaara want Temari to return? Will you allow it?"

In truth, Izumi had long known the purpose of Temari's arrival in Konoha. She simply waited to bring it up until now, so she could get Yami's opinion.

"Of course I'll allow it. Anyway, she'll have to come back afterward. Temari herself knows she has to return. Suna wouldn't dare keep her."

Yami was never afraid of Kurotsuchi or Temari fleeing or returning to their respective villages. With hundreds of thousands of people watching, they understood what they had to do for the sake of those lives.

This was the power of bonds.

After returning home, Yami told Temari the news.

Temari was stunned at first, then overjoyed. Gaara had become Kazekage? She always believed he could do it.

"You want to go back and take a look?" Yami asked with a smile.

"Can... can I?" Temari's smile faded slightly as she asked cautiously.

"Of course you can."

Yami smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder, whispering in her ear, "But... it depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood, you can not only go back but stay in the village for a month."

"As for how my mood changes... that depends on your performance."

Temari's body softened instantly. A blush quickly rose to her cheeks, and her heart pounded uncontrollably.

Performance?

How should she perform?

Having lived in Yami's house for so long, Temari had long lost her innocence. She was now knowledgeable and had a wealth of theoretical experience.

The moment Yami placed his hand on her shoulder, she felt an overwhelming sense of strangeness, as if all her strength had been drained.

"I'll come find you tonight..."

Muttering weakly, Temari ran out of the villa without looking back.

Only to be grabbed by Kurotsuchi.

Kurotsuchi stared at her suffering comrade-in-arms with an angry look. "Temari, you gave in just like that? Didn't we agree we wouldn't let this devil succeed? It hasn't even been that long and you've already changed sides!"

Although she hadn't heard their exact words, Kurotsuchi could guess everything from Temari's reaction.

Her comrade-in-arms... was about to become the shape of Shimura Yami, the great devil!

"Kurotsuchi."

Temari looked apologetically at her. "I'm sorry... but he really offered too much. I can go back to Suna for a whole month."

With that, Temari pried Kurotsuchi's hand off and quickly headed home.

Two days later, Temari finally set off for Suna, accompanied by Pakura and Maki.

Kurotsuchi could only watch Temari leave. Thinking about how her father didn't send her an invitation when he became Tsuchikage, she didn't even have an excuse to go back. She felt like crying.

She looked down at her legs, then glanced at the qipao Yami had picked out for her.

Kurotsuchi hesitated.

Should she... close her eyes and just pretend it's a mosquito bite?

Laboratory.

Kakashi lay on the lab table in horror, staring at the syringe in Yami's hand—thicker than his arm—and swallowed nervously.

"Yami, Hokage-sama, let's talk about this."

"I haven't offended you recently. Why are you doing this to me?!"

"This is torture?"

Yami raised the syringe. "Other people want this but can't get it. Don't be ungrateful."

"But I don't want it! Yami, just let me go! How about Yamato? He's more familiar with this kind of thing, much better than me!"

In desperation, Kakashi even threw Yamato under the bus.

"He doesn't have Sharingan."

"Kakashi, you've noticed the power growing within your Sharingan, right?"

Kakashi froze, then stopped struggling.

"How do you know?"

"I guessed." Yami couldn't be bothered to explain. "When you tap into that power, your vision and pupil strength will deteriorate rapidly. Only Hashirama cells can resist this."

"There are Hashirama cells in that thing?" Kakashi was shocked.

Didn't the village ban research on Hashirama cells? How is there a finished product ready for use?

"If you weren't so weak, I wouldn't be giving you something this good." As he spoke, Yami injected him. Kakashi gasped in pain.

Besides Uchiha with Mangekyō, Kakashi would be the biggest beneficiary of the Hashirama cells.

Not only would it resolve his chakra issues, but he could also use Kamui freely, without worrying about draining himself.

Yami was willing to enhance Kakashi's strength because the man was smart. He wasn't a true confidant, but he was a very useful tool.

This way, he wouldn't have to collapse after every mission.

Kakashi understood his own limits and stopped resisting, cooperating with the injection.

Two hours later, Kakashi felt the same relief he had when he didn't have the Sharingan. His dry eyes finally relaxed.

"What terrifying effects..."

Kakashi rubbed his Sharingan, then aimed it at a table.

A few seconds later—"Kamui!"

The space around the table distorted with a crack, and a large chunk in the middle vanished, things scattering across the floor.

Kakashi didn't notice that Yami, behind him, had quietly activated Takamagahara and copied Kamui.

Just as he was marveling at the ability to distort space at will, Yami's cold voice sounded.

"Compensate for the damage. Three million ryō. You have one week to repay it."

"So expensive?!"

Kakashi turned around in disbelief, but when he saw Yami's unfriendly expression, he could only smile awkwardly and nod. "Three million it is..."

Even though the price was outrageous, he could still afford it after all the missions he'd completed. Worst case, he could mooch meals off Yamato to save up...

Yami's expression softened slightly. "I have a task for you. Sasuke has completed most of his training and is now undergoing experience training."

Kakashi put his forehead protector back on. "You need me to watch him in secret?"

"No."

Yami shook his head. "Someone's already with Sasuke. I just need you to take Naruto to meet him."

"I see." Kakashi nodded, understanding.

Naruto was Sasuke's drive to train hard, and Sasuke was Naruto's fuel to improve.

The two of them were constantly pushing each other forward, aiming for the top even as Genin.

Hearing he could see Sasuke, Naruto immediately dragged Kakashi out of the village, rushing nonstop to the Land of Bears Yami mentioned.

A few days later, Sasuke and Tobirama also arrived at the meeting point.

"Sasuke!"

Naruto ran over, shouting.

"Naruto, looks like you haven't grown much, huh?"

Sasuke looked at Naruto, who was only up to his nose, and couldn't help but smirk.

He won the first round.

Naruto's wide smile instantly collapsed. "It's just height! I'll catch up soon, don't be so smug!"

"Let me tell you, I've learned some seriously powerful jutsu!"

Sasuke sneered. "Practice?"

"Let's go!"

As soon as they met, the two launched into a battle without any small talk. Kakashi could only shake his head helplessly.

Maybe... this was just how they communicated.

But...

Kakashi turned his gaze to Tobirama, who wore a black robe and mask. His eyes grew serious.

This man just stood there, yet gave off a terrifyingly dangerous presence.

Another Anbu he had never seen before?

"Hatake Kakashi?"

Before Kakashi could speak, Tobirama spoke first.

"Do we know each other?" Kakashi asked cautiously.

"No, but I've heard Yami mention you a few times. He said you're one of the few decent Jōnin in the village."

"I admire you. Nowadays, these shinobi don't think about creating their own jutsu. They just copy from their predecessors."

Kakashi frowned.

This guy was too arrogant.

Calling the Fifth Hokage "Yami" directly and criticizing the whole village with that tone...

He thought carefully. Was there such a powerful person still in Konoha?

But when Tobirama took off his mask and hood, Kakashi immediately knelt down.

Literally, physically knelt.

"Nidaime!"

At that moment, Kakashi's heart felt like the sky had collapsed.

Yami actually used Impure World Reincarnation to bring back the Second Hokage and assigned him to train Uchiha Sasuke?

This was insane...

Who didn't know Nidaime hated the Uchiha the most? Was Yami really not worried he'd kill Sasuke?

"I'm already dead. Just call me Second."

Tobirama waved his hand, signaling Kakashi to rise.

"I've been working on Lightning Release lately. Kakashi, while those two fight, come exchange some ideas with me."

Kakashi nodded, quietly sighing to himself.

Even in death, he was still training. This was the man who created countless Forbidden Jutsu. Truly, he was too cool.

(To be continued.)