I'm drawing manga in Naruto

Mito Uzumaki sat up, glanced at him, and said gently, "Don't worry, Kiyotsuki isn't that fragile. Also, we should start working on changing the surname. Let the surname Uzumaki remain in history."

"I still have a question: why was she sent to the Kurama clan instead of the Senju clan?"

Akabane asked in a low voice.

He had been suspicious of this problem ever since it was forced upon him. Although he could guess a little, he didn't understand the root cause.

Why could Senju protect nine people, yet he allowed Kiyotsuki to come to the Kurama clan?

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket. Both the Senju and Uzumaki clans possess bloodlines that are feared by the ninja world. As for who is manipulating and guiding this matter, we have no way of knowing."

"If the Senju clan falls one day, at least the members of the Kurama clan will be able to continue their bloodline."

Mito Uzumaki's voice was very low, almost only Akabane could hear it.

Akabane paused for a moment.

The mastermind behind it all?

Upon closer reflection, he realized it was quite possible. The strategies of various countries towards the Land of Whirlpools were too consistent. According to what the Third Hokage said, Hanzo was most likely hired to send out assassination squads.

So, is someone deliberately guiding or pushing this series of consistent actions behind the scenes?

In the manga, are the Senju people truly at peace?

For example, a rope tree can cause someone to step into a trap.

If it were just death, there would be no need to suspect anything, but he not only died from stepping on a trap, but his internal organs also disappeared without a trace.

From this perspective, Mito Uzumaki's considerations are not without merit.

However, only a handful of people in the entire ninja world can do this: either Madara, who is still alive, or Black Zetsu.

If the possibility of Ashura reincarnation is to be eliminated, the probability of Black Zetsu is quite high.

of course……

These are all just speculations; there's no concrete evidence, and Akabane wouldn't tell anyone.

Black Zetsu is too difficult to deal with. Even with sensory abilities, one might not be able to detect his presence. Before fully understanding this guy, Akabane will not reveal his knowledge of the situation.

Soon.

Whirlpool Qingyue came down from upstairs. Her eyes were red, and she appeared calm, but her hands were clenched tightly, clearly indicating that she was not at peace.

"Grandma, I want to learn more ninjutsu."

“Qingyue, hatred cannot bring power. If you want to learn ninjutsu with hatred and a vengeful mindset, I would rather you remain an ordinary person forever.”

Mito Uzumaki sat up, her expression unusually stern and solemn towards her.

Xiao Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then cried in pain. Chi Yu watched for a few seconds, then quietly left the courtyard.

In terms of comforting and guiding, Mito Uzumaki was better than him.

Akabane has never experienced the pain of losing a loved one, so he has no right to comfort Kiyotsuki in this regard.

He walked out of the courtyard and, listening to the wailing coming from inside, couldn't help but sigh softly.

Even with time travel, there are still many things that cannot be stopped. The Land of Whirlpools was eventually destroyed, but fortunately, the Whirlpool Clan was not completely wiped out, and some of them came to the Land of Fire.

Akabane was in a state of utter confusion and wandered aimlessly through the streets.

After walking a few steps, he looked up and saw a figure holding a knife in one hand and another at his waist, leaning against a tree, with a comic book in his other hand and striking silver hair.

"Shuomao?"

Akabane used his sensory abilities to confirm that the chakra in front of him was Sakumo's before he was completely convinced.

Sakumo looked up and nodded slightly: "The teacher told me to come back first."

Only a month or so had passed, but Hatake Sakumo was completely different.

"Congratulations, it seems you've made great progress. You'll be promoted to Jonin soon."

Battlefield combat is the fastest way to advance in rank, not only because of battle achievements, but also because the battlefield can hone a ninja's will and skills.

Previously, he was an unsharpened sword; now, his sharpness is fully revealed, radiating a powerful aura.

Judging from his aura alone, Akabane judged that his strength was at least at the level of a Special Jonin, and since he was wielding dual swords, it seemed that he had completely mastered the dual-sword style on the battlefield.

"He must be a Special Jonin, he's caught up with you."

Sakumo smiled slightly, then tucked the comic book into his waistband and walked down the street with Akabane.

He was not at peace.

After walking for a while, he slowly spoke, "It's fortunate that you suggested sending the medical team to the front lines, otherwise many of our predecessors would have faced death or injury."

"The medical team is Tsunade's doing, and it wasn't my idea to send them to the front lines."

Akabane quickly explained.

Shuo Mao shook his head and said, "This is what my teacher asked me to pass on. He said that without your suggestion of battlefield first aid and the development of the Palm Immortal Technique, the Dark Division would have lost twice as many people, including my teacher, who was also injured. If it weren't for the timely first aid, he might have suffered serious internal injuries."

"..."

Akabane remained silent and did not respond.

Even Danzo, the commander, personally took action, which shows just how fierce the battle was.

They walked for a while, and Sakumo mentioned a lot about the war, describing the process in great detail, mentioning almost every detail.

At first, I thought he was just looking for someone to confide in, but later I realized something was off.

Unless necessary, Shuo Mao wouldn't be so talkative, and he remembers the details so clearly, as if he had drafted a plan.

What is this going to do?

A strange feeling.

Akabane pondered for a few seconds before interrupting, "Wait, Sakumo, we've been teammates for so long, let's skip the formalities and just get to the point, what's going on?"

"The teacher asked you to create a virtual training environment based on the War of the Land of Whirlpools."

Shuo Mao said honestly.

puff~

Akabane nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

I've never even experienced this great war, and you expect me to create a game instance of it? That's asking too much.

"I'll tell you the specifics later; it's quite complicated."

Shuo Mao sighed softly.

The course of the great battle was incredibly complex and difficult to describe in words.

Akabane didn't think much of it and casually said, "How about this, you go back and think about it, and draw out the process so that I can have a visual impression."

"Draw it..."

Sakumo froze, looking at his hands. "So you mean you want me to draw comics?"

"Pretty much, otherwise I would have a hard time imagining the details of the process. I wouldn't care if it were a simple illusion, but every detail of the training illusion must be perfect."

Ideally, they would create their own animation or something, but obviously the Naruto world doesn't have that kind of technology yet, so they have to settle for second best.

"This... well, okay, I'll think about it when I get back."

Shuo Mao was an honest man, and after hearing what he said, he felt it made a lot of sense. He couldn't refuse for a while and after thinking about it for a long time, he could only agree.

After he finished speaking, he immediately took out the comic book he was holding.

One Piece.

Sakumo now prefers One Piece to Naruto, and as soon as he returned, he couldn't wait to buy the parts he hadn't watched yet.

After mastering the dual-wielding style, he began to stray further and further down the path of flashy and unconventional techniques.

Even Kazami Hatake was helpless in the face of this.

As it turned out, Sakumo's swordsmanship was terrifying on the battlefield. He used both swords at the same time, combined with the speed of his body after activating his lightning chakra, to cut through chunin and genin like vegetables. He even killed a jonin with a thrust of his twin swords, Chidori Blade.

What more can be said about such a record?

Shuo Mao happily finished reading one volume, then pulled out the next one from his pocket.

I hadn't watched it in a long time and had forgotten much of what came before, but when I watched it again, the memories in my mind came flooding back.

"Three thousand worlds..."

When Sakumo saw Zoro and Mihawk fighting, he recalled Zoro's Three Wraths ultimate move during a street fight.

He killed him instantly with a single sword strike; such strength is simply excessive.

But now.

Even with his ultimate attack, Zoro was still brutally defeated by Mihawk, completely unable to put up a fight.

After finishing this volume, he didn't move on to the next one. Instead, he paused for a moment and asked, "Speaking of which, how's the research on Night Dance's sword clone going?"

"I'm not sure. I just got back recently and haven't seen him for many days."

Akabane said.

"I'll go back and check first."

Sakumo put the comic book in his pocket and prepared to return to the Hatake clan's ancestral land.

Night Dance's swordsmanship and speed are actually fine, but her physical fitness is a bit lacking. Sakumo hopes that Night Dance can also improve and not be limited by her physique and stagnate.

He took a few steps, then suddenly stopped and asked, "If I want to learn to draw, should I learn the style of One Piece or Naruto?"

"Anything is fine, it depends on personal preference. As long as you can draw the key scenes and battle sequences, I can recreate them much better."

Akabane said.

"Oh well."

Shuo Mao tucked his sword away and turned away with a dashing air.

Yes, this is the normal him.

Akabane nodded secretly.

Regarding the illusion game, he now has someone to help him resolve the issue—the Dream Eater clan certainly has more than just Dream Weaver who possesses dream-creating abilities, otherwise they wouldn't have made such a mess of the spirit world.

As long as there are comics, Baku can start working.

Although it lacks the five senses, it has the advantage of being plentiful and filling. Moreover, as long as people are drawn into the dream, the dream-beasts can obtain the dissipated spiritual energy, which they will certainly be happy about.

A win-win-win solution!

Would it be appropriate to replace Chapter 219 with myself...?

"Akabane, you haven't summoned me in a long time. Is there something you need me to do that's why you called me out?"

The first thing the little Baku said after being summoned was utterly merciless.

Akabane chuckled coldly and said, "Why would I summon you if there's nothing wrong with you? To consume my spiritual energy?"

"You can't say that. You promised yourself last time that you would give me mental energy regularly."

Little Baku was very dissatisfied.

As expected, this guy is a complete jerk; he forgot everything he said earlier!

Did you say that yourself?

Akabane thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that there really was such a thing. He had made a promise casually back then, but he never expected that it would backfire on him now.

He sighed and squeezed out a little spiritual energy to feed it.

The little tapir happily devoured it.

Then, it excitedly exclaimed, "Your energy purity is so high!"

"Energy purity?"

Akabane was a little curious. What was this thing? Was there a difference in the purity of its spiritual energy?

“Like your teacher, that Shimura Danzo, his total spiritual energy was only slightly less than yours, but the purity was far inferior. It tasted like chaff to him.”

The little tapir looked constipated.