Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too tsundere

"boom!"

A purple light curtain shot into the sky, completely sealing off the entire area.

Danzo turned around abruptly and found that he and two Root ninjas were trapped inside the barrier; more accurately, all three of them were imprisoned in this cage!

Menma slowly put the Mangekyou Sharingan into his sleeve.

"So......"

The temperature within the barrier plummeted, and the exhaled white breath became clearly visible. Menma's voice rang out in Danzo's ears like a death knell.

"—Let's stay here forever."

Chapter 86 Izanagi

Shisui stood still, the skin around his right eye socket slightly itchy—his feelings were extremely complicated as he looked at the Mangekyou Sharingan hidden in Menma's sleeve, where familiar eye power emanated.

I see... This ability not only heals wounds, but also completely "restores" things to their original state...

In other words, did Menma... ultimately obtain "Kotoamatsukami"?

Shisui subconsciously touched his empty right eye socket. Even with the kaleidoscope so close, he had no intention of reaching for it.

"I'm sorry," Menma's voice suddenly came, carrying an unusually reassuring tone, "I can't return this to you yet."

"But I promise I will not abuse this power."

Shisui could only nod with a wry smile. Even though he was extremely unwilling, he was powerless to stop Menma at this moment—this man had just saved the entire Uchiha clan, and he didn't even have the right to resist.

Hopefully this time... my judgment wasn't wrong.

On the other side, a sinister light flashed in Danzo's eyes. His voice was hoarse. "[Jin]...Why? You have no reason to attack me."

Within the purple barrier, Menma's voice pierced the deathly silence like an icicle. "Itachi is nothing but a sword in your hand..."

He slowly raised his hand and pointed to Danzo's empty, bleeding eye socket.

"The one who truly stained the Uchiha clan red—"

The moonlight was suddenly obscured by dark clouds, and the pockmarked fox mask gleamed coldly in the shadows. "It was your hand, Danzo. Did you think I would let the sin of 'genocide' go unpunished...?"

"Will it just be buried in darkness like this?"

Danzo's hunched back straightened abruptly. "Absurd! The Uchiha's plot to stage a coup is a fact! Everything I've done is for the peace of Konoha!"

"This is necessary—"

"Don't make me laugh."

Menma suddenly interrupted, his cold laughter like a bucket of ice water poured over him. He took a step forward, "A large-scale massacre in the name of 'protection'... is itself the greatest betrayal of peace."

The barrier suddenly contracted, and the oppressive feeling increased sharply. Menma's figure cast a long shadow in the moonlight. "You said 'it was helpless,' so why did you take Shisui's Kotoamatsukami ahead of time?"

"And why did you search for the Sharingan like a hyena after the Uchiha clan was wiped out?"

"Don't even dream about it. In my presence, you don't even have the right to repent."

Danzo stared intently at Menma, who was poised to strike. He never imagined that this internal struggle within Konoha would bring out this jinx.

This madman...

Memories flashed back to that day several years ago, when the entire Cloud Village delegation was wiped out, and the Fourth Raikage was critically injured and on the verge of death. Yet, Menma, who orchestrated all of this, didn't even have a speck of dust on his clothes. That power, capable of causing natural disasters with a mere gesture, tormented Danzo with countless nights of jealousy.

Why...

How can a bastard of unknown origin possess such power? How can he, as the disciple of the Second Hokage, dedicate his life to Konoha, yet be forever unable to reach the pinnacle due to the shackles of his bloodline?

Sharingan...

It was this jealousy that drove him to pin his ambitions on the Uchiha's eye techniques. He spread rumors that the Sharingan could control the Nine-Tails, inciting the ambitions of the Uchiha hawks—if the plan succeeded, he could both eliminate the Uchiha and, under the guise of "risk management," bring the Nine-Tails under his control...

“Click.”

The crisp sound of metal hitting the ground broke the silence. Danzo slowly unloaded his burdens, his aged muscles taut in the moonlight. Since negotiations had broken down, there was no other option—fortunately, he still had the trump card left over from the Third Shinobi World War...

At this moment, Menma, without turning his head, gave Shisui the order: "You don't need to intervene. Observe for now until the battle is over."

Shisui, wearing a mask, was clearly taken aback. After a moment of silence, he silently formed hand seals, and the shockwave of his Body Flicker Technique stirred up a few fallen leaves as his figure retreated to the treetops at the edge of the battlefield.

“Hiss—”

The sound of tearing bandages was particularly jarring within the deathly silent barrier. Danzo slowly removed the sealing bandages from his arm, revealing a deathly pale arm that was almost inhuman. Even more chilling was the sight—several scarlet Sharingan eyes were embedded in the arm!

Each eyeball was as vibrant as ever, and the magatama slowly rotated in the moonlight.

"Sharingan, huh? It seems the Uchiha clansmen the Root organization rescued on the battlefield have all tragically perished?"

Zhi Shui's breathing stopped instantly.

That was… The Sharingan involuntarily rotated, clearly seeing the familiar chakra fluctuations in those eyeballs—all of them were from the eyes of the Uchiha clan! Menma's words from just now suddenly exploded in his mind.

"They all unfortunately 'sacrificed' themselves?"

Danzo's face was ashen. Menma's reaction sent a chill down his spine—there was no shock, no questioning, only a cold, predictable mockery. This feeling of being completely seen through made Danzo very uneasy.

"snort......"

The old man glanced at his deformed arm, each Sharingan reflecting his distorted face.

Shisui's fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He vaguely understood the origin of these eyes—those Uchiha comrades who "disappeared" during the Third Shinobi World War, those clansmen registered as "killed in battle but whose bodies could not be found"...

It turns out that they were all...

"Let's test just how fast he is..."

Danzo's fingers began forming hand seals. Wind Release chakra was compressed into a sharp stream of air within his mouth—

"Wind Release: Vacuum - "

"roar--!!"

A deafening roar suddenly exploded from behind. Danzo didn't even have time to turn around before he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. His ninjutsu was abruptly interrupted as the enormous white tiger had somehow appeared behind him, its claws, as big as washbasins, slamming down with a stench of blood!

"Bang!!"

A dull thud resounded. Danzo turned at the last second, his arm forcefully blocking the blow. The ground cracked from the impact, and Danzo's body unleashed incredible power as he delivered a backhand elbow strike to the White Tiger's jaw.

"Crack!"

The power of a Shadow-level expert was fully revealed, and the White Tiger, weighing several tons, was forced to stagger backward by this attack.

But the chance to catch one's breath is fleeting.

"hiss--"

The golden snake darted out like lightning, its thick body instantly coiling around Danzo. The tightening made a teeth-grinding grinding sound, and his arms were firmly fixed to his sides.

"Lord Danzo!"

Just as the two Root ninjas were about to step forward, the Celestial Maiden's long bandages swept across. With two crisp "crack" sounds, the ninjas with shattered sternums were sent flying like rag dolls, crashing heavily into trees and sliding down.

"Well......"

Danzo's temples bulged with veins. With a crack, he actually managed to forcefully create a tiny gap! But in that instant of escape—

Boom!!!

The colossal body of the Azure Dragon descended from the sky. The ground collapsed in the shockwave, and Danzo's body was twisted at an eerie angle beneath the dragon's belly, blood gushing from his seven orifices, and he was lifeless in the blink of an eye.

However, the next second, the body vanished like a phantom.

"Izanagi..."

Menma coldly watched as the unharmed Danzo emerged from the void, his gaze falling on that arm—one of his Sharingan eyes had permanently lost its luster.

"Using the Sharingan as a scapegoat...you're really wasting a precious resource."

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Chapter 87 A Battle Without Hope

That bastard... how does he know everything?!

A flicker of panic crossed Danzo's eyes. In ninja duels, intelligence is life—and when all one's trump cards are exposed to the opponent, the battle is already at a disadvantage from the start.

Can I really defeat him with Izanagi?

The remaining Sharingan on his arm darted uneasily, each pupil reflecting the cold, masked face. Danzo suppressed his unease and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"【Jin】, you're too naive!"

He abruptly raised his deformed arm, now inlaid with Sharingan eyes. "Just because I want to eliminate destabilizing factors, are you going to turn against the entire Hidden Leaf Village?"

"Nip a crisis in the bud—that's a ninja's duty! Peace is never achieved through lukewarm means! This world needs someone to bear the darkness!"

"Not only the Uchiha... every member of our Root organization is prepared to sacrifice themselves for peace!"

"You really keep lying! Resolve? You dare to use the word 'resolve to sacrifice' when you're using that forbidden technique as a trump card?"

Danzo Shimura almost laughed out loud when faced with Shimura using his Sharingan as a coin to revive himself while uttering words like "the resolve to sacrifice."

"Rather than that—" Mianma's voice was as cold as ice, "you dare to spout nonsense here with just a mere minute of invincibility? Have you forgotten your combat skills because you haven't fought in a long time?"

The numb man slowly raised his right hand, and a pitch-black sphere suddenly twisted and appeared above his palm. The sphere began to devour light, and the surrounding air trembled.

"Spiral Wheel."

Dark stardust swirled in his palm, emanating a chilling aura. Naruto was now a completely different person—Nine-Faced Sovaka, Rasengan, the Nine-Tails' chakra within him, plus the mobility of the Flying Thunder God Technique. Even without the trial card provided by the system.

His strength is comparable to that of Uzumaki Menma from "Road to Ninja," he just needs more time to mature...

Apart from the Southern and Northern Dipper Immortals maintaining the barrier, runes flowed on the purple light screen, completely isolating this area from the outside world. The seven-headed nine-faced beasts approached simultaneously, sealing off all of Danzo's escape routes.

"Wind Release: Vacuum Wave!"

Danzo suddenly opened his mouth, and a nearly transparent wind blade swept out like a laser. Menma knew that this wind release technique could even cut through Susanoo! The Nine-Faced Beast quickly dodged, and the ground was plowed into a trench several meters deep.

In that split second—Mianma released the spiral wheel in his hand.

The pitch-black stardust fell silently, and the instant it touched the ground—

"boom!!!!"

Amidst a deafening explosion, a massive crater tens of meters in diameter suddenly appeared. The shockwave blasted everything within the barrier away, instantly engulfing Danzo's figure.

But before the smoke and dust had cleared, Danzo reappeared, completely unharmed.

Menma's figure had already vanished from the spot. Upon closer inspection, the entire interior of the barrier was now filled with Flying Thunder God Technique seals!

"Second shot."

Cold voices came from all directions.

Danzo's eyes darted around frantically, but he couldn't catch a trace of the enemy.

Danzo's fingers plunged into his ninja tool pouch, two shuriken gleaming coldly in the moonlight. He took a deep breath, wind-style chakra coiling around the blades, instantly forming two high-speed spinning vacuum windmills that tore through the air with a piercing shriek.

You have to get close... Once you plant the curse seal, the battle will be over!

However, based on the strength and intelligence of both sides, Menma had already thoroughly investigated Danzo's true nature.

Danzo's Wind Release techniques are powerful enough to sever Susanoo, but against Flying Thunder God users, the hit rate is almost zero unless they get close.

His physical skills and curse seals, his proud sealing techniques, require contact to activate, but his opponent would never give him a chance to get close.

Izanagi grants one resurrection and one minute of invincibility, but it consumes the precious Sharingan...

"Whoosh!"

The wind-wheel shuriken shot through the air, only to be shattered halfway by a white tiger's claw that suddenly appeared. Menma's figure had already vanished from the spot, leaving only the blue light of the Flying Thunder God Technique slowly dissipating in the air.

The seven nine-faced beasts approached slowly like the Grim Reaper, each possessing the strength of an elite Jonin. Even more terrifying was—

"boom!"

Another spiraling wheel exploded in front of him, the shockwave tearing off Danzo's robes. He rolled and dodged in a sorry state, only to find that Kanma had already teleported to the other side of the barrier, condensing yet another jet of dark stardust in his hand.

Danzo's breathing began to become erratic.

A target that can never be hit... Seven perfectly coordinated summoning beasts... A ranged ninjutsu with the power to shatter terrain...

Despair washed over me like a tidal wave. My usually calculating mind couldn't find even the slightest chance of winning.