XX-level Hokage

“Indeed, he couldn’t dodge the attacks he should have been able to, and he was coughing up blood frequently during the battle. Perhaps Itachi was already carrying some kind of serious injury,” Black Zetsu said.

"Never mind, go tell Obito the result," White Zetsu said. Zetsu disappeared into the soil.

Sasuke stared blankly at Itachi's corpse beside him, blood streaming from his eyes.

With his eyes closed, Sasuke collapsed heavily to the ground. Meanwhile, outside the shrine...

Suigetsu and Jugo were lying unconscious on the ground, while Kisame and Yukikaze sat to one side. Looking at Kisame beside her, Yukikaze felt extremely nervous.

The battle had only been going on for a short while when Mizuki and Jugo were defeated. If she hadn't revealed in time that she was sent by Mashiro, she probably would have been lying on the ground too.

Suddenly, Kisame stood up.

The sudden movement startled Yukikaze.

Kisame glanced in the direction of the shrine; he had already sensed Itachi's death. Putting aside their differences, Kisame actually held Itachi in high esteem.

"Little girl, I'm leaving now. Your companion has won." With that, Kisame turned and left.

Meanwhile, through the shared vision of the Shadow Legion, Mashiro also learned the outcome. "Itachi, this time you died a worthy death," Mashiro said softly.

If I had known, in my past life, Mashiro had killed him through Izumi's hand.

Mashiro still remembers Itachi's surprised and shocked expression. "What?" Mashiro asked, looking up at Mashiro.

"It's nothing, go out and have a look around, we're done with our work." Zhenbai patted Bai's bottom and said.

Upon hearing this, Shiro got up from Mashiro's lap, tidied her desk, and then turned and left the study. Mashiro yawned.

Now that this is the case, Mashiro can attend the Five Kage Summit with peace of mind.

Lost in thought, Mashiro sank into the shadows. Meanwhile, in the Hokage's office...

Samui was reviewing the documents in her hands. After a few days of adjustment, she had fully immersed herself in her work. "Don't you want to take a break?"

A soft body embraced her from behind and whispered something.

“There are still some things to take care of, please let go, Mashiro-sama.” Samui was already used to Mashiro’s unpredictable appearances and occasional strange movements. *Thud*, Samui is really heartless. I was just trying to let you rest more. As she spoke, Mashiro’s hand gradually moved upwards, stroking Samui…

Its enormous softness.

“If it weren’t for Lady Mashiro dumping most of the work on me, I think I would be able to rest better,” Samui said calmly, seemingly unaffected by Mashiro’s sudden action.

"Really?" Mashiro tightened her grip, like a skilled ramen chef kneading dough. Samui's face flushed, and she bit her lip, remaining silent.

A moment later, Mashiro stopped kneading the dough, put her arm around Samui's waist, and said, "Actually, a lot of the work doesn't need to be done so personally. Just delegate it to the subordinates. Those ministers aren't just sitting around doing nothing."

Samui nodded slightly, as if letting out a long-suppressed "hmm".

"Come with me to see someone next. She should have arrived in Konoha by now," Mashiro said softly, releasing Samui.

Samui regained her composure and said softly, "Yes, Mashiro-sama." Meanwhile, Konan had already arrived in Konoha.

Because of the warrant given by Mashiro, Konan easily entered the gates of Konoha without waiting for Mashiro to come; she walked straight ahead.

Looking around at the prosperous and peaceful scene, most of the people wore smiles. "Is this Konoha? The hometown of Jiraiya-sensei and Mashiro," Konan murmured to herself.

Konan first learned about Konoha from Jiraiya. At the time, she, Yahiko, and Nagato were being trained by Jiraiya, and in his spare time, Jiraiya would tell her stories, including those about Konoha.

"Just as Jiraiya-sensei said, it's prosperous and peaceful. I wonder when Amegakure will become like that," Konan said with some emotion.

"Excuse me, young lady, are you lost?" An older woman suddenly approached Xiao Nan and asked. "Huh?" Xiao Nan looked at the woman, unsure of what to say.

"Don't worry, I often got lost when I came here not long ago, but I got used to it after a while. But you're from Amegakure, which is a very far place," the old woman continued.

"Um, aren't you a native of Konoha?" Konan asked softly.

“No, I’m from the Land of Waves. I came to Konoha with my husband a week ago,” the woman nodded and said.

Thanks to Mashiro's policies, Konoha expanded very quickly. With the implementation of the factory system, many of the Land of Waves' management came to Konoha, some skilled workers also moved there, and even people from other parts of the Land of Fire and other countries' chambers of commerce came to Konoha.

This middle-aged woman is a new Konoha resident who came from the Land of Waves. She saw Konan looking around and wearing a headband from Amegakure, so she assumed that Konan had also moved here and was lost, and kindly came over to ask her.

Having figured out what had happened, Xiao Nan said softly, "No need to trouble yourself, Da Chan. My friend will be back to pick me up in a bit."

"That's good. But even if you get lost, it's okay. Most of the people living in the outer villages of Konoha have only recently moved here, and everyone is very nice." The woman smiled and turned to leave.

Konan looked around and entered the inner village area of ​​Konoha.

The so-called inner village area, which is the original Konoha, differs from the outer village in that its architectural style is more uniform, it is more prosperous, and there are more ninjas.

After all, the architectural styles of the outer villages are quite diverse. Because the expansion project is still ongoing, it also appears somewhat empty. There aren't many ninjas; most of them are just workers. But even so, in Konan's opinion, it's much better than Amegakure.

As Konan continued forward, she suddenly saw Mashiro's portrait on the Hokage Rock in the distance. "I kind of like it," Konan murmured to herself, gazing at Mashiro's image.

"How is it? Is it nice?" Mashiro appeared behind Konan without her noticing and said softly. "It's alright." Konan turned to look at Mashiro, then glanced at Samui beside Mashiro, and said softly. "Welcome to Konoha, Konan." Mashiro stepped forward and gave Konan a gentle hug.

"Oh, right, let me introduce you. This is Samui. Your rooms are next to each other, so you can get to know each other and maybe become good friends. Oh, and there's another person I'll introduce to you tomorrow. The three of you probably aren't very familiar with Konoha right now, and your personalities aren't quite there yet, so you can spend more time together." Mashiro released Konan and said softly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Nan looked at Samui. Samui also looked at Xiao Nan:

"Hello, my name is Samui, and I'm from Kumogakure (Cloud Village)." "Konan, I'm from Amegakure (Rain Village)."

Chapter 154: Konan and Samui (Part 2)

After bringing Xiaonan back to the villa, Mashiro arranged a suitable room for her—the third room on the west side of the third floor. From then on, many people gradually moved into Mashiro's villa.

Of the nine rooms on the second floor of the villa, they are, in order: Tehan, Tayuya, Mashiro, the study, Hinata, Hanabi, Izumi, and two empty rooms remain. The third floor of the villa has a different layout from the second floor, divided into east and west sides, with a total of ten rooms.

Of the five rooms on the east side, three are already occupied: Yakumo, who hasn't moved in yet, and Shiro, who was living there but has already left Yukito. There are two empty rooms left.

Three of the five rooms on the west side are already occupied: Kushina, Samui, and Konan.

He led Xiao Nan into her room. Xiao Nan looked around at the furnishings; it had almost everything she needed, including a kitchen and bathroom. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Xiao Nan asked softly, looking at Zhen Shiro.

Although she longed for a peaceful and beautiful life, she did not want to be idle.

"Is Konan trying to give you something to do?" Mashiro asked softly. Konan nodded gently.

"Alright then, you'll be my assistant tomorrow, working with Samui to help me with the Hokage's duties and manage Konoha," Mashiro said, reaching out and gently stroking Konan's face.

Konan is quite adept at handling official business and managing the village, since she usually manages the entire Amegakure village on Nagato's behalf due to Nagato's special physical condition.

But Konan hesitated when faced with Mashiro's words, asking softly, "Are you sure you want someone from another ninja village like me to interfere in Konoha's affairs?" Mashiro smiled and nodded gently, saying, "I don't usually care about the differences between ninja villages. Samui is from Kumogakure, but he's still using my secret techniques."

So there's no need to think too much about it.

Mashiro didn't care, after all, her goal was to rule the entire ninja world, not just Konoha Village.

Hearing this, Konan sighed softly and laughed, saying, "That's just like you. But I estimate it will be a few days before I can take office. I want to visit Nagato in the next few days and then travel around Konoha."

“That’s fine. Jiraiya is coming back soon, so he can show you and Nagato around Miha.” Mashiro said softly, as if she had thought of something. “Jiraiya-sensei?” Konan’s expression became complicated when she heard Mashiro mention Jiraiya’s name.

"If Jiraiya knew that Nagato, Yahiko, and I were the founders of Akatsuki, would he blame us?" Konan said with a hint of self-deprecation.

"Maybe yes, maybe no, but I think even he can't deny that you have a lofty ideal and are working hard for it. If it weren't for those people's plotting and sabotage, perhaps you really could have achieved it, at least in the Land of Rain." Mashiro hugged Konan and said softly.

If it weren't for Danzo and Obito, and if Yahiko hadn't died, the Akatsuki would have taken a normal path, liberating the Land of Rain and experimenting with peace there. As for whether they could achieve peace in the ninja world, that would probably depend on fate.

Yahiko, Minato, and Naruto are all idealists, especially Minato, who is the perfect idealist. Mashiro doesn't think highly of these people, but she admires them. Idealists are not just dreamers; they are genuinely trying to make the world a better place.

Hearing Mashiro's words, Konan hugged Mashiro back and whispered in her ear, "You always manage to say things that make me happy." "Really? Then let me do something to make you happy." Mashiro twisted her arm, biting Konan's ear, and whispered.

Konan didn't speak; in some situations, silence is consent. Mashiro gently kissed Konan and immersed himself in his cultivation.

A panting sound. She landed on the bed.

"You can do whatever you want." Konan's breath was heavy as she whispered in Mashiro's ear. "Then let's do something special," Mashiro chuckled.

Then he picked up Konan from the bed and carried her to the dressing table. He hooked a chair out with his foot and placed her on it. Konan still looked confused; she had no idea what Mashiro was going to do.

After placing Konan on the chair, Mashiro gently removed Konan's clothes and then tore them to shreds.

Using the torn strips of cloth as rope, he tied Xiao Nan to the chair in an incredibly shameful position. Then he reached out his hands.

Xiao Nan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

After untying the ropes binding Xiao Nan, red marks appeared on her fair skin. With a pure yet alluring air, she carried Xiao Nan to the bed, covered her with the blanket, and then quietly walked out.

Then she went to Samui's room and gently pushed the door open. Mashiro seemed to have anticipated that Samui wouldn't close the door tightly. "Is there something you need, Mashiro-sama?" Samui, who was sitting at her desk, turned to look at Mashiro and said calmly.

"It's nothing. I was just worried that some noise might disturb Samui, so I came to ask," Mashiro said with a smile. "Thank you for your concern, Mashiro-sama. I didn't hear anything," Samui said calmly.

“That’s true. The soundproofing system in the villa is very good. Unless you use some kind of ninjutsu to eavesdrop, you can’t hear anything. For example, you can use lightning strikes to stimulate your ears and increase your hearing.” Mashiro walked behind Samui, put her arm around her, and said softly.

Samui remained silent and did not speak.

“There’s one thing Samui hasn’t tried,” Mashiro said softly.

Samui looked up at Mashiro, waiting for her to continue. "ZW," Mashiro said softly.

"Would you like to see?" Samui asked calmly, her voice slightly hoarse. Mashiro nodded gently.

Samui walked to the bedside, her face beginning to flush slightly, but her expression remained indifferent and calm.

One by one, the clothes fell to the ground like autumn leaves. In ancient times, there were beauties, gentle and refined like jade.

Samui's hands trembled slightly, but he controlled them, gently reaching downwards. (The text abruptly shifts to a description of a moist area.)

The next day, Jiraiya walked into the Hokage's office, where Mashiro was already waiting.

In the past few years, aside from occasionally returning to teach Naruto, Jiraiya has spent most of his time carrying out missions and collecting material for his book. This time, Jiraiya is back because of the Five Kage Summit; he and Kakashi will accompany Mashiro to the summit.

"Little Mashiro, I haven't congratulated you on becoming the new Hokage yet. This is a gift I specially brought for you on the way." As he spoke, Jiraiya placed a small box on his desk.

Knowing that Mashiro was a disciple of the Third Hokage, she was technically Jiraiya's junior sister. "Thank you, Jiraiya-senpai. I wonder if you've gained anything during your trip," Mashiro said with a light laugh.

"Ugh, don't even mention it. After dealing with that rogue ninja, I heard about Naruto's attack, which reminded me of that mysterious organization. I've been investigating that organization for a long time, but I still haven't been able to find out its stronghold or the identity of its leader. Not only that, I haven't been able to finish researching for my new book either," Jiraiya said with a sigh.

"It's alright. Jiraiya can rest in Konoha for the next few days. We'll head to the Land of Iron after the three trials," Mashiro said softly. "Rest? That's fine. We've been too busy lately," Jiraiya said after a moment's thought.

"Also, when I went to Kumogakure not long ago, I met a few people on the way, and then we brought them to Konoha together. They said they seemed to be acquainted with Jiraiya-senpai. You can take advantage of these few days to travel around together," Mashiro said with a smile.

"Know me?" Jiraiya scratched his head. In his memory, there didn't seem to be anyone in Kumogakure who knew him. "Konan, bring Nagato in."

Chapter 155: The Five Kage Summit (Part 1)

Jiraiya looked curiously at the doorway. A moment later.

Konan pushed Nagato, who was in a wheelchair, in as they entered.

When Jiraiya saw Konan and Nagato, he was first puzzled, then surprised, and then incredulous.

"It's been a long time, Jiraiya-sensei." Looking at Jiraiya's somewhat weathered face, Konan's expression was very complicated as she spoke softly.

"You are, Konan?! And, Nagato?!" Jiraiya recalled the three disciples he had taken in Amegakure. Yes, Master Jiraiya. "Konan said with a gentle smile.

"It really is you guys! It really hasn't been long since we last met, Nagato! What happened to your eyes?! And what happened to your legs?" Jiraiya exclaimed in surprise, then looked at Nagato's eyes and legs and asked in astonishment.