Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

The restaurant was deathly quiet.

The phrase "I'll kneel down before you" is like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, creating ripples that linger for a long time.

Kakuzu silently turned his face to the wall. He felt that all five of his hearts probably needed a full check-up, otherwise sooner or later the new boss's crazy actions would cause him problems.

Zabuza's hand gripping the hilt of his sword bulged with veins.

His worldview about killing and power is being repeatedly shattered, crushed, and reshaped by this man in an extremely absurd way.

Mei Terumi's crying abruptly stopped.

A sob got stuck in her throat, neither coming up nor going down, making her pretty face, which was covered in tears, turn bright red.

She raised her misty, emerald-green eyes and stared blankly at the man in front of her whose face seemed to say, "Please let me go."

He panicked.

This man, who could decide the fate of a nation with a single sentence and cause the Mizukage to collapse with a single glance, panicked because of his own tears.

This realization, like an electric current, instantly pierced through all the grievances and despair in her heart.

She suddenly realized that she was not entirely powerless to fight back.

Tears, it turns out, are a bloodline limit even more powerful than Lava Release and Boil Release.

Mei Terumi slowly straightened up and wiped the tears from her face haphazardly with the back of her hand.

The movement wasn't exactly elegant, but it carried a stubbornness reminiscent of sunshine after a rainstorm.

She looked at Qian Xuan and took a deep breath.

"If you want me to go with you, fine."

Her voice was still a little hoarse, but the previous sobbing tone was gone, replaced by an undeniable coldness.

Qian Xuan felt as if he had been granted a pardon and nodded repeatedly:

"Sure, whatever you say!"

"First!"

Mei Terumi extended a slender finger, still glistening with undried tears.

"I am not your spoils of war! I am going to Konoha as a special 'Peace Exchange Ambassador' dispatched by Kirigakure!"

What she wanted was an equal status and the dignity that belonged to her.

"no problem!"

Qianxuan agreed faster than anyone else. Let alone an ambassadorship, he would even be willing to get Terumi Mei the title of UN Secretary-General right now.

"second!"

Mei Terumi extended her second finger.

"My family must be properly cared for. I don't want them to suffer any repression or retaliation after I leave!"

This is her responsibility, and it is her Achilles' heel.

"It's nothing."

Qianxuan snapped his fingers, looking relaxed as if he were discussing what to have for dinner.

"Before I leave, I'll have a 'good talk' with your Mizukage and make sure your family can do whatever they want in Kirigakure without anyone daring to mess with them."

Mei Terumi's eye twitched.

She had no doubt that this man's so-called "good talk" was an unforgettable nightmare for the Third Mizukage, Mizuki Shizuka.

She steadied herself and raised her third finger.

This time, her gaze became sharper and more determined than ever before.

"third!"

"I want you to abolish the Hidden Mist Village's 'Bloody Mist Policy'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the entire restaurant seemed to freeze.

Zabuza's body jolted violently as he looked at Mei Terumi in disbelief.

Even Kimimaro, who had been keeping his head down, and Haku, who was hiding behind his mother, subconsciously raised their heads.

Abolish the Blood Mist policy?

This is no longer a personal grudge, nor is it about family interests.

This is a challenge to the deep-rooted dark rule that has lasted for years throughout Kirigakure!

For the first time, Qianxuan's smile truly vanished.

He looked at Mei Terumi.

This woman was more interesting and more charismatic than he had imagined.

He originally thought she was just a pretty face with no substance.

But now it seems that what she has in her heart is the future of the entire village.

Do you know what you're saying?

Qianxuan's voice returned to calm.

"Repealing a national policy is not as simple as having a dinner party. It will affect the interests of countless people and may even trigger internal strife."

"I know!"

Terumi Mei bit her lip,

"But this village is already sick! Critically ill! If it doesn't undergo radical treatment soon, it will destroy itself!"

Her gaze swept over Zabuza, over Haku, and over Kimimaro.

"I don't want to see any more children become tools for killing because of this ridiculous policy, or die in fear like monsters!"

Qianxuan fell silent.

Looking at the woman in front of him, he suddenly remembered someone else.

Tsunade.

They were so different, one as passionate as fire, the other as aloof as ice.

Yet, deep down, they are so alike.

They all possess an almost naive, foolish kindness, a desire to protect something.

"OK."

Qianxuan only said one word.

Terumi Mei was stunned; all the words she had prepared stuck in her throat.

She thought he would try to negotiate and would propose even more demanding conditions.

But he just agreed like that?

"What...what are you planning to do?"

"You don't need to worry about that."

Qianxuan picked up his chopsticks again, took a piece of grilled fish, and began to eat it slowly and deliberately.

"I have a clever plan."

He finished eating the fish, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then stood up.

"You guys keep eating, I have some errands to run."

After saying that, he turned around, walked out of the restaurant, and his figure quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

……

Water Shadow Office.

Mizuki Shizuka was still slumped in the chair, her eyes vacant, like a walking corpse whose soul had been ripped out.

The office door was pushed open silently.

When he saw the figure that had returned, his face, which had just regained some color, instantly turned ashen white again.

"What...what else do you want to do?!"

His voice was trembling.

Qianxuan didn't speak, but slowly walked up to him.

Then, Mizuki Shimo witnessed a scene she would never forget in her lifetime.

Those once calm eyes, without warning, turned scarlet.

Three jet-black magatama slowly rotate within it, eventually connecting to form a bizarre and complex pattern.

Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

The moment Mizuki Shimo's consciousness came into contact with those eyes, it sank into an endless darkness.

Qianxuan stood there, looking at Shui Wuyue Shuang whose eyes had become vacant, and sighed silently in his heart.

Madara is truly a genius.

From a management perspective, is there a more efficient, worry-free, and once-and-for-all way of governance?

Murder is too low-level.

Supporting a puppet means worrying about whether he might have ulterior motives.

Only by completely transforming the other party into one's most loyal tool at a spiritual level can one achieve a true, permanent solution.

It's worry-free, effortless, and environmentally friendly.

"From today onwards,"

Qian Xuan's voice echoed in the empty office, carrying an undeniable magic.

"Abolish the Blood Mist policy and appease all the bloodline families in the village with gentle persuasion."

"Yes."

Shui Wuyueshuang's voice became mechanical and monotonous.

"Mei Terumi's family, the Minazuki family, the Kaguya family, and all members of their clans will be given the highest level of preferential treatment and compensation. No one may suppress them for any reason."

"Yes."

"In the name of Kirigakure, we will present a peace treaty to Konoha. We will dispatch Mei Terumi as a peace ambassador, stationed in Konoha indefinitely, to conduct friendly exchanges."

"Yes."

……

When Qianxuan returned to the restaurant, the food on the table had gone cold.

Everyone was looking at him, their expressions varied.

"The matter is settled."

He pulled out a chair, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"From this day forward, the skies over Kirigakure will be clear."

Mei Terumi looked at his nonchalant demeanor, but a storm raged in her heart.

She didn't know what he had done.

But she knew that this man, in a way she couldn't understand, had fulfilled all his promises in the short span of a meal.

This man is a villain, a robber.

But he was also a demon king who could bring sunshine to angels...