In Konoha: I will spread the will of conquest throughout the ninja world.

The special Jonin was grabbed by another Hyuga Jonin and thrown to the ground.

He writhed on the ground like a worm, his eyes a mixture of resentment and bitterness.

"How did you find us?"

He looked at the fifty strings of Yu Ge, completely baffled.

How did this Konoha brat, who appears to be a boy, discover their plan?

According to their script, the kind-hearted Konoha child was supposed to discover the injured villager, lower his guard, and take the villager to the hospital, only to be attacked by them in the process.

But who can tell him what's going on in this Konoha brat's head?

Are there any ninja academy students who stick explosive tags on civilians?

Answer me!

Isogen's gaze was indifferent, as if he were asking what to have for lunch.

"This is my will to dominate."

After saying that, he ignored the loser and turned to look at the Hyuga ninja beside him.

"The village has already sent people to intercept their reinforcements."

Fifty Strings nodded slightly.

Seeing him still so calm and composed, as if he had everything under control, the Hyuga ninja was filled with curiosity and amazed.

They took down two Chunin in a direct battle and forced back a Special Jonin. Are ninja academy students this terrifying now?

And that courage to face the explosive tags head-on.

At least he didn't. Ninjas are human too. They can fly and teleport, but they would be in mortal danger if they faced an ordinary kunai.

"Um." He hesitated for a moment, then finally said something.

"I suggest you go to the hospital to check your mental state, really."

Ignoring him, Wuxian was in high spirits, his mental health was on par with that of the Sage of Six Paths' mother.

He crouched down and reached into the pockets of the tightly bound squad leader, pulling out several banknotes, a small piece of gold about the thickness of a thumb, and two unused explosive tags under the strange gazes of the two Hyuga ninjas.

When you pull your hand away, give him a slap as well.

The two exchanged a glance, both shocked by the skillful movements of the fifty strings.

This boy is incredibly talented!

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Hokage Building.

Smoke swirled around, concealing several figures, some sitting, some standing.

The ninjas said nothing and did nothing; they simply remained silent, inhaling the Hokage's secondhand smoke.

The ninja's ninja ninja is the ninja who endures!

Secondhand smoke from crickets, let me inhale it all!

After a long while, Hiruzen Sarutobi finally put down his pipe and rubbed his eyes, which were sore from staring at the desk for so long.

"Hehe." A laugh came from his throat.

"Two Chunin were killed on the spot, and one Special Jonin and one Chunin were captured."

The more I looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi, the more satisfied I became.

What is a genius?

That's genius!

Eight years old, an eight-year-old ninja academy student killed two Chunin and forced back a special Jonin. What else could this be but a genius?

This is what eight years old is like!

The only thing that bothered him was the way Fifty Strings Resonance fought.

Taking the direct hit of the exploding tag explosion reminded him of Nawaki during the Second Shinobi World War.

The Second Shinobi World War had just ended, and the death of Nawaki was still fresh in his mind. He seemed to see Tsunade devastated by her brother's death.

"Sigh, let Isuzu come over here."

With a sigh, Hiruzen Sarutobi suppressed his joy and decided to use his Hokage authority to teach Igarashi a lesson about what a ninja's battle truly meant.

You can't just rely on your improved version of the Palm Immortal Technique to take on anything head-on!

Still wearing his battle-damaged uniform, Isogen pushed open the door and entered. The thick smell of smoke hit him as soon as he entered, making his eyes water.

Without hesitation, he strode straight in and forcefully opened the window before Hiruzen Sarutobi could even speak.

Peng!

He walked up to Hiruzen Sarutobi, took the pipe from his hand, opened the drawer, and took all the tobacco from between the crystal ball and the pipe. He then extinguished the pipe and threw it out the window in front of everyone in the Hokage's office.

There happened to be a trash can right under the window.

Finally, he stood at the doorway, puffed out his cheeks, and blew air towards the window, sending out smoke using a wind-style technique.

"..."

Silence reigns in the Hokage's office today.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's mouth was still open. He paused for a moment, rubbed his eyes hard, and then looked at the drawer again.

The crystal ball's best friend—tobacco—was nowhere to be found.

Isogen pulled up a stool and sat opposite him, speaking calmly: "Hokage-sama."

Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze was deep.

The child in front of me was exquisitely beautiful, as if she were a snow elf who had come out of the vast snowfields of the Snow Country. The burn marks on her battle-worn clothes revealed her fair and delicate skin. She was barefoot, which suggested that she had lost her shoes in battle. Her two small feet were dangling in the air, aligned.

Yes, because at 58 years old, he's not tall enough to touch the ground.

This is a beautiful child who can be listed on both the male and female rankings in Konoha.

But Hiruzen Sarutobi clearly remembered how his pipe and tobacco disappeared.

In the office, the other ninjas who came to report kept their heads down and remained silent, secretly overjoyed.

"Finally, I don't have to inhale that pungent secondhand smoke anymore."

Taking a deep breath, Hiruzen Sarutobi managed a smile on his still-young face.

"You did a great job this time. The village will remember this achievement. Is there any reward you'd like?"

"I want the Instantaneous Movement Technique and the Shadow Clone Technique."

"Okay." Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded slightly, instinctively wanting a puff, but as soon as he raised his hand, he remembered the fallen cigarette.

"……Um?"

Suddenly, Hiruzen Sarutobi realized something was wrong.

"You haven't learned the Body Flicker Technique? Then how did you catch up with that special Jonin?"

He had heard reports from Hyuga clan ninjas about Isogen's actions.

As for the two Hyuga clan Jonin protecting a little girl, it's only reasonable. After all, they are the Hyuga clan, a large and ancient clan whose heritage may not be as strong as the Uchiha clan's.

Igarashi tilted his head slightly and replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "Just gather the Wind Release chakra in your legs."

Upon hearing this, everyone else in the office looked up, their eyes wide with astonishment.

Gathering Wind Release chakra in his legs to forcefully increase speed?

It can be done both theoretically and practically. Any ninja who has learned the Body Flicker Technique can do it as long as they have Wind Release chakra. But what does "Fifty Strings" mean is that he hasn't learned it before!

"Like this." Isogen started glowing again, forcefully gathering wind chakra into his legs, and the stinging sensation returned.

"Stop! That's enough!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi urgently called a halt, his clear gaze slightly vacant.

The same is true for others.

Damn it, they really witnessed history this time.

While gathering highly cutting wind-style chakra into their legs to increase speed, they also used some kind of medical ninjutsu to treat themselves. Theoretically, it was feasible, but in reality... they felt they couldn't bear the pain.

Hiruzen Sarutobi wanted to smoke.

"Listen," he said with a serious expression.

"Unless absolutely necessary, you must never use this method again. I'll have someone give you the scroll for the Body Flicker Technique later. Don't use this method again."

His tone was extremely serious, as if if Isugen Yuka didn't agree, he would shove a ninjutsu scroll into his mouth the next second.

Chakra is a double-edged sword. If used well, it can kill, set fires, and burn mountains with ease; if used poorly, it can send you to your grave. If you practice fire jutsu, you can even scatter your own ashes.

Every year, many ninjas suffer injuries to their mouths, throats, arms, and legs due to practicing Wind Release. If it weren't for Igarashi's Palm Sage Technique, he would be lying in a hospital bed right now.

Startled by Igarashi's reckless actions, he temporarily forgot about Igarashi's act of attaching explosive tags to people without verifying their identities.

Fifty strings nodded.

Hiruzen Sarutobi could tell at a glance that he didn't take it to heart.

The thought of his potential mental health issues gives me a headache.

"Sigh, you should go back now. By the way, have you decided what you want for the credit you received last time?"

Fifty-string shook his head slightly.

He really hasn't decided yet.

After all, it's obvious that Hiruzen Sarutobi would never agree to forbidden techniques like the Impure World Reincarnation.

Fifty strings depart.

As for the follow-up developments discussed in the office, that was none of his business. Anyway, he had already achieved his goal, and he could change it later. Shadow Clone Technique was a B-rank ninjutsu, and Body Flicker Technique was a general term for a type of ninjutsu.

Strictly speaking, Isogen's forced condensation of highly cutting Wind Release chakra into his legs to increase speed could be considered a Body Flicker Technique, but... Hiruzen Sarutobi felt he was too old and didn't want to see such an evil method.

This achievement is well worth the two ninjutsu techniques.

Shadow clones may seem commonplace, but they are not. Ordinary ninjas don't have the extra chakra and energy to learn this ninjutsu, even though it is very useful.

He's young, so he probably has some connections.

After Wu Xian left, the group discussed things in the office for a while before saying goodbye and leaving. Just as they were about to leave, a one-eyed man with a sinister aura, leaning on a cane, pushed open the door and entered, making everyone's hearts skip a beat.

Hiruzen Sarutobi narrowed his eyes, knowing that the newcomer was up to no good.

After a short while, only two people remained in the Hokage's office. Some time later, an angry shout rang out.

"Hiruzen, you'll regret this!"

"Danzo, I am the true Hokage!"

boom!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: The two chapters together total 6,000 words, and I've already written another chapter.

Dear readers, I'm hungry, let's have some food.