Konoha's Mission Master

It seems that while the world bestows upon a person an extraordinary talent, it also shortens that person's lifespan, as seen in figures like Minato Namikaze, Shisui Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha, and so on.

The smile on Masako Mori's face gradually faded, revealing a hint of sadness.

“For example, your bloodline disease.” Yakumo placed his hand on Mori Masako’s shoulder and continued. Through the touch, he could feel the immense life force within Mori Masako’s body, but this life force seemed to be burning at an extremely fast speed… Her cell division rate was several times that of a normal person, which was why her wounds healed so quickly.

"You found out...?"

"After all, I'm a medical ninja too."

“Okay…” Mori Masako then spoke up.

"Is your right hand taking advantage of me?" Mori Masako suddenly interrupted, launching an attack on Yakumo's character.

"How could that be... I'm a decent person!" Yakumo quickly withdrew his right hand from Mori Masako's shoulder, explaining with a hint of helplessness.

"You... a decent person?" Masako Mori said dismissively.

“Of course!” Yakumo replied seriously.

“Some classmates said they saw you every morning on the bathhouse street last month. That’s not a place for decent people. Good heavens… You’re only seven years old and you’re already going to places like that, and you still call yourself a decent person!” Mori Masako shook her head and said with exaggerated sarcasm.

"I went there to learn ninjutsu from Jiraiya-sama!"

"Heh," Mori Masako sneered.

"How much longer?" Yakumo asked sincerely, his tone softening.

“Five to ten years.” Mori Masako’s expression suddenly became calm, without the playful laughter from before. Perhaps even she didn’t expect that under Yakumo’s sincere gaze, she would so easily reveal her deepest secret.

"I will find a way to save you... I'll risk everything."

This also explains why Masako Mori doesn't appear in the original work at all; after all, she only had a maximum of sixteen years to live, and while others were still young, her life was already fading away.

“You’re a medical ninja…you should know that bloodline disease is an absolute incurable illness, one that even Lady Tsunade couldn’t cure.” Mori Masako smiled gently; at least he didn’t show any pity in his eyes, which was very good.

"You have to believe me, you have to cooperate with the treatment!"

"Don't give up easily!"

Yakumo spoke with great seriousness. If the Grandmaster-level Palm Immortal Technique could not cure it, he would not mind upgrading it to the Dao Transformation level. The power of the Six Paths represents the original power of this world. Might Guy, who was on his last breath, could be saved. He did not believe that he would perish in the face of the so-called bloodline disease.

"Okay... then my doctor, how do you plan to cure me...? I will definitely cooperate fully." Masako Mori covered her mouth and let out a silvery laugh.

"Let's go, let's do a full body check first, and then draw a few vials of blood..." Yakumo lightly jumped up and said to Mori Masako.

"Are you serious?" Masako Mori asked uncertainly.

"Of course, don't be fooled by the fact that I've only been learning medical ninjutsu for a month. I'm a genius in this field, and one day of my effort is worth more than ten days for others."

"Nonsense! Last time you said you were a swordsmanship genius!" Masako Mori clearly didn't believe Yakumo's nonsense.

Suddenly, Yakumo was stunned; the shadow clone responsible for cooking had already disappeared.

"Eat first, then have a full body checkup."

Is this inspection legitimate?

Half an hour later, Yakumo recreated a shadow clone to clean up the dishes. As for leftovers, that was out of the question... Milkball's belly was practically a bottomless pit.

Have you ever seen a cat open its mouth to a diameter of 30 centimeters? Have you ever seen a cat eat several times more food than a normal person? Have you ever seen a cat use chopsticks?

These... Yakumo and Mori Masako just saw.

"Lie down properly."

Yakumo led Mori Masako to the bedroom, pointed to the wooden bed, and began to speak in a serious tone.

"Can't we do it somewhere else?" Masako Mori asked, her face flushed. This place was far too easy for people to misunderstand.

"A proper examination..."

After Masako Mori lay down awkwardly, blue light emanated from Yakumo's hands. This light was a technique for extracting ailments, and it also possessed the ability to sense the condition inside the patient's body.

"Um... Yakumo... do you need to take off your clothes?"

"This is... a proper examination!" Yakumo's face darkened. Was she trying to tempt his professional ethics with this? What respectable doctor would be swayed by such a temptation? Don't forget, she's just an eight-year-old child!

Wait a minute... I think I'm only seven years old this year too.

The kids in the ninja world... are all so mature!

After a moment's thought, Yakumo understood the whole story. After all, the average lifespan of a ninja was only forty years, and even less during the Warring States period, it was only thirty years. This meant that young people embarking on the path of a ninja had to adapt as early as possible.

A blue light enveloped Mori Masako's body. There was no need for her to take off her clothes. Under the influence of the Fine Ailment Extraction Technique, the curves of Mori Masako's body were fully imprinted in Yakumo's mind.

...It was just a pitch-black curve.

Beneath the dark curves, two mysterious streams of chakra were waging a campaign through Mori Masako's body: one was a deep purple Yin Release chakra, and the other was a bright green Yang Release chakra.

Although the two streams of chakra were clashing back and forth, the Yang Release chakra had the upper hand, while the Yin Release chakra could only defend and counterattack.

The fusion of the two creates the breeding ground for the Rinnegan, while the conflict between them can only result in destruction.

Almost instantly, Yakumo came up with a solution, after all, he knew the secrets of the ninja world better than anyone else in the world.

Masako Mori's problem was that the two types of chakra clashed, causing her body's cells to be in a state of rapid division and regeneration. Her death was more like cell division reaching its limit.

Possible solutions to try.

First, find a way to fuse the conflicting chakra.

Currently: Feasibility unknown, success rate unknown.

Second, enhance the Palm Immortal Technique to the Dao Transformation level.

Currently: The feasibility is extremely high, but the success rate is average.

Third, strengthen the sealing technique to the Dao level, making Mori Masako the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.

Currently: Highly feasible, with an extremely high success rate.

Fourth, plant the Divine Tree and recreate the Chakra Fruit!

This theory is too outrageous; I don't plan to try it out for now.

Chapter 55 Orochimaru's Targeting

After a proper examination, Yakumo used medical equipment to draw two vials of Mori Masako's blood for future use.

Her blood was ordinary, except that it had a stronger life force than others. After refrigerating and preserving the blood, Yakumo escorted her to the door, this time using her true form.

"Don't give up hope, I promise I will save you."

Yakumo spoke, and it sounded like the simplest promise, but with Yakumo's firm gaze, it seemed like an unbreakable contract.

"it is good."

Yakumo returned to the courtyard and created ten shadow clones.

Five of his shadow clones were responsible for researching the Palm Healing Technique, while the rest practiced other ninjutsu. From today onward, the Palm Healing Technique would become his most important subject of study, while his main body practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard.

In fact, his daily exercise does improve his physical attributes, but the increase is so small that it cannot be displayed on the panel. After 30 days of exercise, he will probably gain about 0.1 attribute points.

On the other hand, when Masako Mori returned home and opened the door, she looked at the steaming medicine soup on the gas stove and was about to pour it away as usual, but Yakumo's sincere promise unconsciously came to mind.

Finally, gritting her teeth, she swallowed the extremely bitter medicine while it was still hot. In fact, this medicine had little effect on her; it could only make her feel a little better and prevent her from living such a hard life.

The next day, after breakfast, Yakumo left home on time.

They happened to run into Masako Mori on her way to school. The two walked side by side in the morning sun, tacitly keeping quiet about what happened the night before.

"By the way, how's our new homeroom teacher?"

"He has an icy face that looks a lot like Keisuke Shimizu. Every time I see him, I get the feeling that I owe him hundreds of millions. Doesn't the Ninja Academy have any homeroom teachers who can smile?"

"Still a Root ninja?" Yakumo thought to himself.

When the two mentioned Keisuke Shimizu, Yakumo immediately recalled the attack on Yakumo Sue. Even now, he still couldn't figure out who was behind that probing attack.

"Why is it several hundred million, and not several million or tens of millions?" Yakumo asked doubtfully.

"Are there still tens of millions owed? Just pay them back directly." Masako Mori replied matter-of-factly without changing her expression.

"Hmm...you're a rich woman, so you get to decide."

At this moment, he once again recalled the fear of being controlled by a rich woman in his past life. Driven by the rich woman's money, he worked on a task for thirty-five hours straight...

It could be said that those wealthy and beautiful young women bear a great deal of responsibility for his sudden death.

At 7:30 a.m., Yakumo arrived at the training ground.

Inside the training ground, Orochimaru was instructing Mitarashi Anko in her training when he saw Yakumo climb over the wall and reveal a curious smile.

They've been targeted...

Yakumo immediately became alert. Could it be that Orochimaru was the one who sent Shimizu Keisuke that night? If he had already cooperated with Danzo, then mobilizing the Chunin of Root should not be difficult.

Not long after, Jiraiya arrived at the training ground.

"Little Yakumo, how was your trip to the City of Fire?"

Jiraiya laughed and asked. Although the two did not have the title of master and disciple, Jiraiya had long regarded Yakumo as his disciple.

"Lord Jiraiya, to be honest, he's not that great."

"Oh? Didn't Aoyama Reiko say it was just a very simple task?" Jiraiya asked in surprise.

"Does Lord Jiraiya want to know?" Yakumo asked.

Jiraiya's face clearly showed interest, but he still declined.

"As a ninja, one cannot casually reveal mission details."

"I'm not a ninja yet, I'm just a student at the Ninja Academy, and many people know that..."

At the time, almost everyone in the reception room witnessed that absurd scene.

"Then tell me...?"

"The daimyo's coma was caused by the poison administered by the young master, and the mixed poison even gave Tsunade a headache. She said that there are no more than five people in the ninja world with such mastery of poisons."

Yakumo subtly set a trap. In the Land of Fire, only Orochimaru possessed such mastery of poison. Regardless of whether Jiraiya could guess this, as long as these words reached Hiruzen Sarutobi's ears, with his intelligence, he would surely be able to guess that his beloved disciple was already in cahoots with Danzo.

Danzo is probably in a bad situation right now, but not too bad. After all, Hiruzen Sarutobi needs him to keep White Fang in check. But if Danzo's secret collusion with Orochimaru is exposed, Hiruzen Sarutobi will definitely not show any mercy. The cold-blooded Orochimaru is currently his ideal Fourth Hokage.

"This mission is really..." Jiraiya shook his head. It was inconvenient for him to comment on the Daimyo's family affairs from his perspective.