I just returned to Konoha and found that my entire clan was gone.

Kisame became even more certain that Sasuke and Itachi were completely different.

That said, after entering the capital, they changed into ordinary clothes. The black robe with red clouds was too conspicuous and would be detrimental to their mission.

However, even in ordinary attire, their outstanding charisma was undeniable, and few people in the restaurant dared to approach them.

"Sir, please take another look at my work! I believe this will surely restore the glory of the samurai!"

A commotion arose at the restaurant entrance, drawing the attention of Kisame and Sasuke.

Two heavily armored warriors looked impatiently at the middle-aged man who was pulling them, showing no interest in what the man was saying.

"I've given you so many chances, what can you do besides waste money? I've been scolded by the boss countless times because of you."

One of the samurai was somewhat indignant; it seemed he was quite familiar with the middle-aged man. He spoke in a tone of disappointment and frustration.

"Why not just focus on making armor? Why do you have to come up with all this nonsense?"

"If the samurai continue to stagnate, they will surely be eliminated in the future. If they want to regain the glory of the samurai, they must make changes!"

The middle-aged man had bright, unwavering eyes.

Perhaps feeling uncomfortable under the other's gaze, the samurai turned his head away and said, "After saying all that, it's still a waste of money with no effect whatsoever."

"This is the last time, please help me out!"

"You said the same thing last time!"

The samurai hardened his heart, shoved the other man away, and said fiercely, "Don't look for me again, or I'll take action!"

Seeing the other person's state, the man knew it was pointless and left the restaurant dejectedly.

"Kisame, stop eating and go upstairs to take a look."

After thinking for a moment, Sasuke decided to follow the man and turned to Kisame.

"Hmm? Is there anything special about that man?"

Kisame noticed that Sasuke was interested in the middle-aged man from earlier, and couldn't help but ask.

"Let's find out first; it might be helpful for our mission."

"You mean? I can sense that man isn't even a genin."

He really didn't think much of this kind of Kisame, who could slice through ten people with a single strike.

"Don't forget that Amegakure has restarted the factory, and Sasori even went to help. Judging from his tone, he should be a blacksmith or something similar, which should be helpful to the organization."

Sasuke stood up, ready to leave.

"All right..."

Kisame looked at the food he had only eaten halfway through and said somewhat reluctantly.

After leaving the restaurant, they could no longer find any trace of the person from before. Sasuke closed his eyes, sensed the surroundings, and pointed in a direction.

It wasn't long before they found the other party. It turned out that he hadn't given up yet. After failing to get help from the samurai, he went to harass others, and some of the hot-tempered ones even punched him twice.

Even so, he shamelessly continued to help more people until evening before returning home.

Sasuke and Kisame followed him silently, and they were amazed by his shamelessness. Even Naruto, whom Sasuke remembered, paled in comparison.

The man's residence was in a relatively remote part of the capital, but it was quite large, comparable to Sasuke's childhood home. The sound of blacksmithing could be heard from inside the house from time to time.

The man paused when he reached his front door, then suddenly spoke loudly.

"What is it that you've been following me for so long, sir?"

Chapter 151 The Akutagawa Family

Sasuke and Kisame were surprised, not expecting that someone who wasn't even a genin would discover their whereabouts, even though they hadn't made any special effort to hide themselves.

"Sigh, it seems my feeling was right, there are still two people involved."

When Sasuke and his group finally appeared, the other side was surprised, realizing that they had just been bluffing.

"Can I take this guy down, Sasuke?"

Kisame was annoyed that he had been tricked by an ordinary person.

Sasuke rubbed his temples, suppressing his urge to hit someone, and tried to persuade Kisame.

"Wait a minute."

"So you're a ninja. I thought someone had their eye on my stuff."

The middle-aged man looked at the two men with disdain. In his mind, ninjas were all poor people and wouldn't use something they forged that was of no use to them.

"Isn't it a bit too hasty to draw conclusions without knowing the reasons behind them?"

Sasuke stepped forward and explained his purpose.

"I heard you've built some kind of weapon that's quite powerful."

"Hmph, it's rare that you have such good taste, but it's only a half-finished product. I haven't finished it yet."

The man was no longer subservient to Sasuke as before; he didn't think any ninja would be interested in that kind of thing.

"Which village are you from, Kumogakure, Kirigakure, or Konoha?"

The Land of Iron is relatively close to these countries, while Sunagakure and Iwagakure are much farther away, so it's normal to think that way at first.

"No, we are from Amegakure."

Sasuke pulled out a headband from Amegakure and showed it to Kisame, who hadn't even worn a rogue ninja's headband for the mission, so Sasuke had specially gotten an Amegakure headband.

"What? So you're one of Hanzo's men."

The men lost interest even more. Although Hanzo was a big name, Amegakure was not famous at all and was not even considered a major country.

The people of the ninja world are still unaware that Akatsuki is hiding in Amegakure; they still believe that Hanzo is still the ruler of Amegakure.

Sasuke didn't offer much explanation, but instead said rather forcefully, "Let us take a look at your newly developed weapon."

"Whatever you say."

The man knew he was no match for the ninja, and although he was annoyed with him, he didn't stop him and simply opened the door and went inside.

Sasuke and Kisame went straight in, and the man pointed to the backyard and said.

"My son is still there setting things up. If you want to see, you can go there. I'm going to rest now."

After saying that, he left Sasuke and the other two without caring about their feelings.

Sasuke's initial impatience with this person turned into some doubt: why did this person hate ninjas so much?

With these questions in mind, they entered the family's backyard.

When Sasuke got to the backyard, he realized that his initial estimate was too low.

The family's backyard was larger than their living area, about half the size of a playground, and several young people were fiddling with something on a strangely shaped machine.

The mechanical Sasuke had never seen anything like it before. The huge base was connected to countless batteries, and there was a control panel on the base with a display screen showing various parameters. At the front of the control panel was a metal object that looked like a horn.

"Is this the weapon that guy researched? How can you use something so big?"

Kisame asked in confusion, "This thing is very difficult to move, and Kisame can't figure out how to use it to fight."

"Test number 133, prepare to begin!"

A dark-skinned man next to the machine began to give instructions. He looked to be under twenty years old and his face resembled the middle-aged man Sasuke had just seen. He must be that man's son.

Under this person's command, the others began to act in an orderly manner. Sasuke saw the battery connected to the base begin to discharge current, which was continuously supplied to the machine.

Kisame and Sasuke both stopped to watch, wanting to know how to use this thing.

As the current continued to flow, the indicator lights on both sides of the control panel began to flash continuously, and the display screen on the control panel kept beeping.

A huge amount of energy began to condense at the front horn-shaped metal port, and the light from the port became increasingly dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at it.

Finally, as if it could no longer control the energy, it emitted a thick current directly from the port.

The electric current concentrated fiercely on the target fifty meters away, instantly turning it into powder. Just as Sasuke and Kisame were astonished by the power of this thing.

The current began to thin rapidly after exceeding seventy meters, and disappeared completely before even reaching a hundred meters.

Thud—

Before Sasuke could react, an explosion came directly from the other end of the machine. Looking again, the horn-shaped metal object exploded, the front end of which was blown to pieces.

Even if no one said anything, Sasuke could tell that the experiment had failed.

"This thing..."

Kisame didn't know how to evaluate it. He was startled when the thick current was released, but he didn't expect it to be so weak. What's the use of this thing if it can only hit fifty meters?

Black flames were emanating from the machine, and many researchers skillfully began to extinguish them; it seemed this wasn't the first or second time this had happened.

The dark-skinned man, alerted by his companion, spotted Sasuke and his companion, abandoned his experiment, and ran straight over.

"I'm sorry to have made you look so embarrassed. You were brought here by my father to visit and invest, right?"

The man, whose skin was already dark, became even darker now. He ran over without even wiping his face.

"You could say that, but I'm a little disappointed."

Even if Sasuke didn't understand, he could tell that it must have cost a lot to make this thing, but it only had such a small effect, so he was definitely disappointed.

"Haha, actually, if we just break through the durability of the cannon barrel and extend the time for the current to accumulate, the range will probably double."

The man awkwardly scratched his head; the unfinished product was indeed far from satisfactory.

What is this thing called?

Sasuke asked.

"Call it an electromagnetic cannon? Wait, weren't you invited by my father?"

The man looked puzzled. Knowing his father's character, he understood that if his father recruited people, he would exaggerate the benefits of this thing to the skies, only to find that the people who came didn't even know their names.

“We approached your father on our own initiative, but as soon as he heard we were ninjas, he told us to come directly here.”

Upon hearing Sasuke's words, the man instantly understood and explained.

"Because we come from the Land of Iron, a country of samurai, it's inevitable that Father has some opinions about ninjas. Don't take it too seriously."

"It's alright, I haven't asked your name yet."