Konoha's Mission Master

In the original story, Madara Uchiha endured twenty years of hardship in his cave before finally developing the Rinnegan. This confirms that power at the Six Paths level is extremely difficult to obtain…

This also completely thwarted Yakumo's plan to have others fuse with the incomplete Otsutsuki bloodline to mass-produce Kage-level combat power.

The Sharingan is far more precious than one might imagine.

Blue orbs of light emanated from Yakumo's hands, nourishing Mori Masako's body and providing energy for the fusion and evolution of her cells.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Masako Mori opened her arms and hugged Yakumo tightly. The two looked into each other's eyes, their love evident.

Instead of expressing her gratitude to Yakumo, Masako Mori took the initiative to move her face closer to Yakumo.

Five minutes later, Yakumo, arm in arm with Mori Masako, entered the secret passage, then pushed open the hidden door and entered Yakumo's bedroom.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, falling on the two of them.

Masako Mori reached out, trying to grasp the ethereal light. She felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and happiness, with joy radiating from every pore.

This is evolution, and also rebirth.

"Let's go, Uncle Mori is still waiting for us outside."

Yakumo, holding Mori Masako's right hand, led her into the courtyard, where the sunlight was shining through.

Keiji Mori immediately sprang up from the stone chair. When he saw Masako Mori, who looked well and had a rosy complexion, his expression suddenly became incredibly interesting.

It contains joy, happiness, doubt, scrutiny, and the excitement of a drowning person who has survived a near-death experience.

He opened his mouth but no sound came out.

Yakumo could tell what he was about to say, but he was temporarily speechless due to the overwhelming joy in his heart.

Mori Keiji shakily raised his right hand, his four fingers bent, leaving only his index finger pointing in Mori Masako's direction, his voice trembling and muffled.

"All right?"

"of course."

Mori Keiji immediately stepped forward, pushed Yakumo aside, and impatiently opened his arms to hug Mori Masako. This man in his forties had slightly red eyes, filled with tears.

"Okay...that's good...sob..."

Yakumo stepped aside with some reluctance, somewhat understanding Mori Keiji's feelings. As a parent, he naturally loved Mori Masako without reservation, but this love would turn into extreme repression and pain due to the bloodline disease.

Several seconds later, Mori Keiji turned to Yakumo and sincerely thanked him.

That night, Yakumo had dinner at Masako Mori's house. It was clear that Keiji Mori and Yoshikyu Uzumaki had completely accepted Yakumo and were even starting to urge him to get married.

“In the past, my husband looked down on you. He often said that you had ordinary bloodline, were not very capable, and were only good-looking.”

"Exactly my type."

Everyone enjoyed the meal, but Uzumaki Yoshikyu's words remained as frank as ever.

Especially the last sentence...that was her type, made Yakumo break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Mori Keiji's expression remained normal, as if he had already gotten used to Uzumaki Yoshikyu's speaking style.

The conversation revolved around the relationship between Yakumo and Mori Masako. Compared to the previous meeting with the parents, this one was undoubtedly more formal. From Uzumaki Yoshikyu and Mori Keiji, Yakumo sensed their approval.

The long, sweet fragrance rose from the incense burner beside the dining table, invigorating the spirit. The bright moonlight shone through the square window onto the marble floor.

"Ahem, when are you planning to get married?"

As everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks, Mori Keiji asked a question, his gaze fixed on Yakumo, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Yakumo was overjoyed, thinking that after saving Mori Masako, the marriage should be settled. It was a pity that his father-in-law seemed a little unhappy with him.

"Probably... four years from now, since we're not adults yet."

After a moment's thought, Yakumo tentatively began to speak.

"Masako, what are your thoughts?"

Keiji Mori turned to look at Masako Mori, a smile spreading across his face. His expression shifted from that of a majestic, aloof mountain to that of a daughter's warm harbor, a change so swift that Yakumo was somewhat taken aback.

"I'll listen to Yakumo..."

Masako Mori answered immediately, without any hesitation.

A snap—that's the sound of a heart breaking.

The pressure from the space suddenly came over Yakumo.

Mori Keiji turned his head and looked at Yakumo. Although he had accepted Yakumo in his heart, he still felt somewhat uneasy...

It felt like his own cabbage, painstakingly raised for over a decade, had been eaten by a pig. Even if he admitted that the pig was excellent-looking, powerful, and had many other merits… he was still unhappy.

Yakumo's heart tightened, and he quickly prepared to answer Mori Keiji's next question, but the latter's opening remarks... were not a question.

"Then let's do it four years from now."

Suddenly, Mori Keiji changed the subject... He stood up, took the teapot, walked towards the steps, and slowly disappeared into the shadows.

For some reason, his figure swayed slightly, and only three people remained at the table, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Aunt Fang Jiu...Is Uncle Mori angry?"

Yakumo asked cautiously.

"No, no."

Uzumaki Yoshikyu casually waved her hand.

"We are very happy with this marriage. That guy just got a little drunk today because he was in a good mood."

Yakumo nodded upon hearing this, but he was somewhat surprised. If he was not mistaken, it seemed that Uncle Mori had only drunk one cup of sake just now.

That's an exceptional alcohol tolerance.

Yakumo then relaxed his guard and used a toothpick to pick up the melon.

"After we get married, will you protect Masako with your life?"

Suddenly, Uzumaki Yoshikyu spoke up and asked.

Those peaceful eyes revealed a hint of ferocity, and that ordinary face suddenly became three-dimensional and stunningly beautiful, with bright red hair burning like flames.

This housewife, who usually buys groceries and cooks, undergoes a magnificent transformation in front of Yakumo's astonished gaze, emanating an aura no less powerful than that of a Kage.

Yakumo's hand, which was holding a melon, stopped in mid-air, somewhat surprised, and at the same time, she secretly scolded herself for being careless.

He had never carefully observed this outspoken mother-in-law before, but the aura she was displaying at this moment was in no way inferior to that of a hardened warrior who had fought in the shadows for years.

This is Uzumaki Yoshikyu's true nature. It makes sense... With bloodlines from two races... how could Mori Keiji, a Kage-level expert, possibly be interested in an ordinary housewife?

It's as if a disagreement could lead to a full-blown war.

This is a test from my mother-in-law.

Yakumo's eyes were firm, and his movements were unwavering. He looked directly into Uzumaki Yoshikyu's eyes and answered sincerely.

"I will do everything in my power to protect Masako Mori."

"That's good."

A smile returned to Uzumaki Yoshikatsu's face, her expression became ordinary, and the fierceness on her face gradually disappeared. She returned to being a housewife who spent her days surrounded by the smoke and fire of the kitchen.

Yakumo swallowed the melon, but he could no longer ignore his mother-in-law.

Fortunately... the understanding Masako Mori started to play a role.

“Let’s go for a walk…” Masako Mori said.

"Okay."

Yakumo was extremely pleased.

The following day, Yakumo arrived at Konoha Hospital.

Reiko Aoyama and Tsunade were having a heated discussion about their research on life cells when Yakumo arrived, and the two immediately stopped.

Under the control of life, Yakumo stripped 99% of the will of Hashirama's cells, creating near-perfect and safe life cells.

While Yakumo can remove the last 1% of the will of Hashirama cells through Life Control, it would damage the regenerative ability and universal adaptability of the life cells. Pursuing perfection too much would be counterproductive.

Has Masako Mori been successfully cured?

Reiko Aoyama immediately asked a question. Although Yakumo did not ask anyone else to help with the surgery, the date of the treatment was not a secret.

"Yes, it worked."

Upon hearing this, Tsunade suddenly remembered that about ten years ago, she had personally sentenced that girl to death, and what she found hard to believe was that... bloodline diseases really could be cured.

If the treatment of Itachi Uchiha some time ago had an element of timely discovery and shortcuts, then the healing of Masako Mori is a genuine miracle.

"I want to learn that ninjutsu."

Tsunade leaned closer to Yakumo, and the smell of alcohol mixed with the aroma of milk immediately filled Yakumo's nostrils. Clearly, she had gone to a bar to drink heavily after get off work yesterday, especially since there was a hint of sadness hidden in Tsunade's eyes.

"I will not teach that ninjutsu."

Yakumo shook his head. It was too dangerous for a living being to possess this ability, and he did not intend to pass on this skill to anyone.

"you you……"

Tsunade's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes burning with a faint flame, and her full breasts trembled rhythmically.

"Master, this ninjutsu is too dangerous..."

"Hmph, brat."

Tsunade gave a soft hum, appearing incredibly graceful.

But in her heart, she thought Yakumo was just being perfunctory. After all, it's normal for ninjutsu to be dangerous. Which ninjutsu above A-rank is not dangerous?

With a snap.

She threw a stack of reports in front of Yakumo, got up and returned to her seat, her face still showing signs of anger.

This report records...the major events that have occurred in the ninja world during this period, including the decision on who will become the daimyo of the Land of Wind.

The position of daimyo was inherited by the second son of the former daimyo, while all the other brothers had lost their lives. Strangely, however, this second son's own background was far inferior to that of the other candidates.

Despite his somewhat weak character, he killed all his brothers and sisters to become the Daimyo of the Land of Wind as the final contender.

This is clearly unreasonable and unexpected from Konoha's initial expectations.

Yakumo estimated that the Daimyo of the Land of Wind was currently under investigation by the Hidden Leaf Village's Anbu, but he was unable to obtain information about the Anbu due to his limited authority.

In addition, the Third Kazekage retired after passing the mantle to Rasa.