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Back at the Konoha encampment.
Tsunade, Kushina, and Mikoto practically circled Shin the moment he showed up, double-cheg he hadn’t lost an arm rown a sed head.
“I feel like I’m going through some sort of routine iion,” Shin deadpanned, raising an eyebrow.
Mikoto couldn’t hold back her curiosity:
“Why was it so loud out there? We felt tremors all the way here—like a full-ohquake.”
“I used my plete Body — Susanoo,” Shin said matter-of-factly. “And the Eight-Tails decided to fire off a Bijūdama. That’s basically a giant, unholy bst of Chakra. Pretty sure half the ti heard it go off.”
Tsunade folded her arms.
“So you even lugged back the Eight-Tails?”
She’d spotted the huge octopus-bull beast earlier, meaning Shin had, apparently, dragged it in like a fisherman showing off his trophy catch.
“If the Four-Tails hadn’t bolted so fast,” Shin said with a shrug, “I would’ve bagged him too.”
The group couldn’t help but ugh at the mental image of a freaked-out Four-Tails hightailing it like some edic cartoon character. Then again, it likely owed its getaway more to Shin’s zihan any ing on the beast’s part.
Shin turo Tsuh a wry grin:
“Aren’t you the least bit curious how things ended?”
Tsunade’s lips twitched into a smirk.
“Do I really o ask? Yht back the Eight-Tails as a souvenir, so I’m guessing it’s all good.”
“Wow, Tsunade, never knew you were so clever,” Shin teased.
Her eyes narrowed.
“So you thought I was an idiot before?”
“Cough, cough. N-no way! You obviously radiate brilliance. I’d never—” Shin hurriedly backpedaled with a feard throat clearings.
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A short while ter, Hiruzen Sarutobi led the rest of Konoha’s forces bap. In truth, Konoha had suffered some heavy losses—hardly shog when four different vilges (Suna, Iwa, Kumo, and Ame) gang up on you at once.
pared to the enemy’s casualties, though, Konoha still came out better than one would expect.
Suna had it worst of all, being Shin’s first target—pure bad luck, from their perspective.
By the end, Suna had lost over half its fighting strength, while the other three vilges each lost upwards of a third.
Total body t? Easily ihousands.
After all, one decisive ssh from a Full-Body Susano’o reap dozens—sometimes hundreds—of lives at once…especially when it’s coated in Amaterasu bck fmes.
While, in the inal story, Amaterasu famously never finished anyone off in a big lenty of enemy shinobi got fmbéed by bck fire this time around.
And so the world bestowed a new moniker upon him:
He was the wielder of Hellfire (Amaterasu)—the pitch-bck bze from the depths of who-knows-where—apanied by a bck Susano’o t like some demon lord from beyond.
Entire armies quaked at the mere mention of “Uzumaki Shin.” The man had basically asded to mythical status ht.
Of course, the four vilges, even after such a massive blow, still hadn’t formally surrehough by now it looked more like desperate filing than any real strategy.
They were on track to lose this war, especially because Shin hem to lose. He had his own goals: obtaining the [Divine Replication Card]—the ultimate item that could copy literally anything.
Once he had that card, not even advanced Kekkei Tōta like Dust Release (which he previously couldn’t replicate) would be off-limits. But holy, Shin’s real aim y far beyond something like Dust Release.
He had his sights set on the Rinnegan. After snagging the [Divine Replication Card], he’d hunt down Madara Uchiha’s eyes—currently entrusted to Nagato.
One way or another, Shin’s quest for ultimate ocur power was far from over.
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Meanwhile, in a quieter er of the camp, Danzō sat with Hiruzen Sarutobi.
“Hiruzen,” Danzō began, leaning in, “What’s your take on Uzumaki Shin?”
Hiruzen blinked, not sure if he was hearing correctly.
“You came all this way just to ask that?”
“Don’t you think it’s important?”
Hiruzen lowered his gaze, silent a moment.
“Right now,” he finally said, “Shin is Konoha’s hero.”
And how couldn’t he be? Without Shin, the vilge would be done for.
Danzō, however, let out a dry, mog ugh.
“Are you really so sure? Doesn’t it strike you that Uzumaki Shin is a tig time bomb for Konoha?”
Hiruzen’s brow furrowed, and his tourned sharp.
“What exactly are you implying?”
Of course, Hiruzen knew Shin was dangerously powerful—beyond his trol, to be ho. But what could he do? He’d already witnessed Shin’s incredible might. There was no real pn for dealing with that.
“Don’t fet,” Danzō tinued, voice cold, “he’s inally from the Land of Whirlpools. He’s not truly ours. And recall that time we ordered an assault on Iwa’s encampment? We sent Shin the directive, and he never showed. If he’d gone, we wouldn’t have lost so many people. In my view, half our casualties fall on him.”
If Shin could hear that remark, he’d probably wring Danzō’s neck. Pinning the bme for Konoha’s losses on him was beyond shameless. But that was Danzō, all right.
“Just think about it,” Danzō said, rising from his seat. Before stepping away, he cast Hiruze gnce.
Hiruzen remaihere, head bowed, lost in thought. As much as he hated to admit it, Danzō’s words sank deep, pnting seeds of doubt. Indeed, for Hiruzen, Shin was starting to feel like a thorn in his side.
Certainly, other vilges might envy Konoha for having Shin around—he was a living nuke, after all. But Hiruzen almost wished he’d never appeared. Shin was simply outside the Hokage’s grasp.
As the vilge leader, Hiruzen liked to keep everything under trol—no wild cards, no anomalies. Shin, however, was the biggest wild card of them all.
Not only was his strength off the charts, but his personality was also uable. Hiruzen now viewed him as a very real threat…a time bomb he had no idea how to defuse.
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