Chapter 2 - Chapter 2

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[Start of the chapter]

Watching Kari Ryuuto put away his ferocity and instantly turn into an adorable noble young lord, Sarutobi Hiruzen wore a gentle smile.

He also imitated Kari Ryuuto's manner, slightly bowing, and performed a samurai salute toward him.

"Then, as Hokage, I welcome the Ryuuto Clan to join Konoha. From today on, we're one of the same."

"I'm very sorry about what happened to your father. It was our people in Konoha who failed to protect him. If anything happens in Konoha, you can come straight to me."

Kari Ryuuto thanked him, then—accompanied by several ANBU—walked out of the office.

At the very same time, the instant Kari Ryuuto stepped out, Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression turned cold. He gave Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura a contemptuous snort. He didn't say anything—

—but the displeasure on his face was enough to leave the two of them uneasy.

They regretted it inside. If only Danzō hadn't taken people off to the Land of Rain, this plan wouldn't have fallen to the two of them to carry out.

They didn't want to admit they were useless, but when it came to doing underhanded things like this, that bastard Danzō was simply more skilled.

Still, fortunately, Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't pursue their responsibility too hard.

The Ryuuto Clan, along with three vassal clans, had migrated with a terrifying number of people—nearly four thousand.

But they weren't ordinary civilians. They were samurai.

Everyone knew that in today's world, samurai had long since withdrawn from the world stage.

In their Konoha ninja village, even a samurai clan with a hundred-year legacy had to behave.

"Give the Ryuuto Clan whatever they need as much as possible, so they can start producing ninja tools as soon as they can. With help from the Land of Iron's number-one clan, Konoha's weapons will get a considerable boost."

"The situation over in the Land of Rain… doesn't look good…"

…

Elsewhere, Kari Ryuuto didn't finally let out a small breath of relief until ANBU escorted him to the edge of the Forest of Death and he saw the clan's samurai—loyal to him—waiting there.

Don't be fooled by how vicious he'd been in the Hokage Building just now. That was also fueled by a "screw it, I'll smash the jar" mentality.

In the end, it was nothing more than: I already died once—so what if I die again after transmigrating into the Naruto world…?

But if he could live, who wanted to die? Especially when he was now in the Naruto world—especially when he had a cheat ability after transmigrating into the Naruto world.

Power like a god's… and even a chance to brush against immortality.

If he could live under his own control, only someone with water in their brain would choose to court death.

But whether it was the memories of his father's teachings from this body, or his own experiences from his previous life, they all told Kari Ryuuto the same thing:

If you want to live well, the first thing you need to do is look life and death in the face.

"What can't be burned?"

As soon as Kari Ryuuto returned, a young man in samurai armor approached with a solemn expression and asked a question that made no sense at first glance.

Yet the next moment, Kari Ryuuto answered immediately:

"Boruto!"

At once, the young man—who'd been tense—relaxed, and a respectful smile quickly appeared on his face.

The harsh words Kari Ryuuto had thrown out in the Hokage's office weren't a bluff. Even though this response plan still had holes all over it, it was the best executable method he could think of right now.

Fortunately, Sarutobi Hiruzen still cared about saving face and acknowledged the contract from back then.

"Clan Head, Konoha already sent people over earlier. They assigned this area to us, and also this section of the Forest of Death to our south. The clan members have already started building houses…"

The young man reported.

Ryuuto Yūta—starting from his grandfather—had served as a retainer of the Ryuuto Clan, generation after generation, washed in the brainwashing of loyalty-to-the-lord ideology.

He was also one of the few people Kari Ryuuto could currently entrust with major responsibilities—someone worth trusting.

A high-level samurai, roughly equivalent to a chūnin's tier. But if they really fought, Kari Ryuuto didn't believe Yūta would be a match for a chūnin.

As they spoke, several middle-aged men also walked over.

The head of the Ryuuto Clan's forging workshop, Ryuuto Oka—whose father had once forged a Kusanagi sword.

The captain of the clan's commercial guard, a samurai guard hired from outside, also a high-level samurai: Ōtsuka Yoshirō.

And then there were the heads of the Ryuuto Clan's three vassal clans:

Kuroki Saku-kun, Sakemon Saburō, and Ōtomo Yamaishi.

All three were standard samurai clans.

Kari Ryuuto understood that everyone needed a pillar right now, so he didn't show any naive, childish, useless side. Based on the differences in each clan's population and industrial positioning, he assigned the locations of each clan's territory.

Fortunately, Kari Ryuuto's previous self—being the Ryuuto Clan's heir—had received the most elite education since childhood. The maturity he showed at this moment was simply taken as "that's just how this clan does things."

No one found it strange.

News that four samurai clans—the Ryuuto Clan, the Kuroki Clan, the Sakemon Clan, and the Ōtomo Clan—had joined Konoha spread as more and more people noticed the lively construction scene at the edge of the Forest of Death.

It gradually circulated through the entirety of Konoha.

After that, Kari Ryuuto personally witnessed how much the villagers of this era identified with their village.

When those people learned that the clans needed to build their territory quickly and then hurry into ninja tool production, they actually came to help on their own—without even needing the Ryuuto Clan to pay.

Some carried timber, some leveled land, others built foundations…

After hearing about it, Kari Ryuuto also demonstrated the bearing of a great samurai clan: he bought a large amount of ingredients in Konoha, had the clan's cooks get to work, and provided the villagers who came to help with plentiful meals.

When the Hokage learned of this harmonious scene, Sarutobi Hiruzen—perhaps to win over Kari Ryuuto's heart as a child, or perhaps simply because he wanted the Ryuuto Clan's craftsmen to enter ninja tool production as quickly as possible—

sent over some genin to help build houses.

At the same time, he also brought Kari Ryuuto something he hadn't expected at all.

Chakra Training Method!

Inside a temporary residence that had been cleaned out on Konoha's outskirts, when Kari Ryuuto received the scroll an ANBU member handed him, his heart practically burst into bloom.

He was already seven—long past the age when he could start extracting chakra.

But the former owner of this body had shown zero interest in chakra extraction. Even though the clan could obtain a method, there was none of it in his memories.

The masked ANBU member didn't leave. Instead, he added another reminder.

"Once the Ryuuto Clan's arrangements are settled, if you want, you can go to the Ninja Academy to study. That's Hokage-sama's intention."

Kari Ryuuto's eyes instantly lit up.

(End of Chapter)

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