Shimura Danzo: "..."
Upon hearing Hiruzen Sarutobi's words, he was momentarily at a loss for words.
Should I tell him that I failed to steal the Sharingan and was hit by the Bijūdama instead?
Whenever Danzo thought of this, he felt an urge to vomit blood.
He had even used Izanagi, a trump card for survival, to snatch the Sharingan, only to have it crushed by Naruto Uzumaki the moment he got it.
At that moment, he truly wished he could kill Naruto Uzumaki.
"Hiruzen, you can no longer allow the Jinchuriki to roam freely within the village."
"This time, the Nine-Tails went berserk, and even I almost died from the Bijūdama," Danzo said with a grim expression.
If he hadn't summoned his summoning beast, Baku, at the crucial moment to shield him from the fatal blow, he probably would have died before Uchiha Shisui.
After pondering for a long time, Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded and said, "Alright, from now on, you will be in charge of supervising the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki."
"Hiruzen, you'll regret this... What did you say?"
Danzo, who had prepared himself for rejection and had even finished half of his lines, asked with an incredulous expression after realizing what had happened.
Hiruzen Sarutobi said again, "From now on, you will be in charge of supervising the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki."
Upon hearing those words again, Danzo suddenly felt as if he had punched a cotton ball.
You don't play by the rules!
They actually gave me the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki?
"Hiruzen, you really regret it, don't you?"
Danzo seemed to have thought of something, and a smile appeared on his face as he spoke.
He had said long ago that Hiruzen Sarutobi would regret it.
Now, time had proven everything; he had far superior foresight and strategic vision compared to him.
Hiruzen Sarutobi: "..."
Looking at the smug Shimura Danzo, he really wanted to slap him across the face.
But the truth was that he regretted it.
He couldn't handle Naruto's situation well, and he had thought that with Tenzō by his side, even if the Nine-Tails went berserk, he could suppress it in time.
Now it seemed he had overestimated Tenzō.
His Mokuton was fundamentally different from that of the First Hokage.
"If you can't control the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, then forget it," Hiruzen Sarutobi said coldly. "I..."
"Oh? Besides handing it over to me, do you have any other options?"
Danzo remained completely unperturbed, knowing that no one in Konoha, besides himself, could control Naruto Uzumaki.
"I will immediately send a message to Jiraiya, asking him to return and take care of Naruto."
Seeing that Danzo wanted to control him, Hiruzen Sarutobi was not about to let him have his way.
"Hmph, what's the use of finding Jiraiya? Just leave him to me!"
Danzo snorted coldly and slowly walked towards Naruto Uzumaki.
Seeing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi smiled. Naruto Uzumaki was too unstable at the moment, so he had to be temporarily handed over to Danzo Shimura.
Once he had properly trained the Jinchuriki, he could go to him and get him back.
Naruto Uzumaki, lying on the ground with his eyes closed, overheard the entire conversation between Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura.
At that moment, tears flowed uncontrollably. It turned out that the Grandpa Danzo who had always been the one who truly cared for him was actually the one he had always believed was good to him.
He wasn't as protective of me as he seemed on the surface; he was also wary of me and didn't want me to wander around the village freely.
When Danzo walked up to Naruto, he looked at Naruto lying on the ground.
He couldn't help but think again of his Sharingan that had been crushed, which was his hope of becoming Hokage!
Now, there was nothing left.
"Hiruzen, I'll head back now. I'll leave the task of calming the villagers to you. I need to arrange for people to monitor the Jinchuriki around the clock," Danzo Shimura said grimly as he picked up Naruto Uzumaki.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, still worried, added, "Danzo, be careful not to overdo it."
...
In Naruto's mental space.
"Nine-Tails, you actually took the initiative to talk to me? You don't mean you want me to release you, do you?"
Black Zetsu looked at the Nine-Tails inside the cage and asked.
"I don't know why you want to possess Naruto Uzumaki's body, but judging from your actions, you don't have any good feelings towards Konoha either."
"Why don't you help me break the seal, and we'll wreak havoc in Konoha? How about that?"
Kurama did indeed intend to have Black Zetsu help break the seal.
Having been sealed away for so many years, he really wanted to unleash a Bijūdama and flatten the entire Konoha.
"I can help you, but you have to cooperate with me in a play."
Black Zetsu did not refuse Kurama; instead, he began to negotiate terms with him.
"Acting is fine, but you have to help me break the seal first. You humans are too cunning; I don't trust you."
Kurama nodded first, then spoke.
"I am not human."
Black Zetsu's calm words made Kurama's eyelids twitch slightly.
This guy didn't really look human, but with his dark appearance, he looked even more cunning than a human.
"How do we act?" Kurama had no better options at the moment, so he could only cooperate with Black Zetsu.
"From this moment on, I am Asura Ōtsutsuki. You must make my identity known to Naruto Uzumaki."
Black Zetsu looked up and revealed a gentle smile.
However, his words caused Kurama to tremble violently.
A pair of bloodshot eyes stared intently at Black Zetsu.
"Who exactly are you? How do you know about Asura?"
Kurama roared as he questioned Black Zetsu, his chakra once again uncontrollably surging outwards due to his extreme agitation.
Asura!
The second son of the Sage of Six Paths.
The successor of the Ninja Sect.
How could anyone from a thousand years ago, apart from those tailed beasts who had no lifespan limit, possibly know about Asura's existence?
"Hehehe—"
"This is not a question you should ask. You just need to cooperate with me and don't need to worry about anything else."
Seeing the enraged Nine-Tails, Black Zetsu remained calm and continued to chat with him.
...
Within the Root base.
"Damn Nine-Tails, if you're going berserk, why did you have to destroy the Sharingan that I obtained with so much difficulty!"
"If you weren't still useful to me, how could I tolerate you?"
Throughout the journey, Shimura Danzo kept muttering and cursing under his breath.
Every word he uttered was like a nail driven into Naruto's heart.
So, I'm that hated?
It turned out that everything over the past four years was a lie; it was just wishful thinking on his part that the other person had been genuinely good to him.
Just as Naruto was thinking about these things with immense pain in his heart, he suddenly felt a momentary daze, and when he came to, he was already in his own mental space.
Here, it was dark and damp, with no sunlight. In front of him, in a huge cage, was a fox of unusually large size.
There was a figure standing next to him, dressed entirely in black, whose appearance he couldn't identify.
...
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