Naruto：Immortality and the Eight Inner Gates[Double agent]

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While Rinjin and Ayawai were heading to the Raikage's office, a serious discussion was taking place inside the office itself.

The Third Raikage, A, leaned back on the sofa, his not-yet-aged face etched with weariness.

Two months had passed.

Despite deploying countless Anbu, they had failed to find any trace of the infiltrator. Instead, they had captured a large number of sleeper agents planted by other villages.

Among them were those who had been undercover for over a decade, some of whom had settled down and started families in the village.

Many of their children had even become genin, genuinely treating the village as their home.

Facing these children, who admired him and loved the village, even someone as strong as the Third Raikage couldn't help but feel an overwhelming fatigue.

Massaging his brow heavily, A put on a serious expression once more and addressed the kneeling Anbu before him:

"Do you have anything to report?"

"Raikage-sama, we've received intelligence from a Hidden Mist sleeper agent. The Three-Tails has gone berserk and broken free from its jinchūriki's seal."

"Oh?" The Third Raikage's eyes lit up as he slowly sat upright.

Such incidents, especially after the precedent of the Two-Tails' rampage, piqued the Raikage's curiosity.

"Was it a natural outburst, or did someone manipulate it?"

"We… we're not sure," the Anbu replied, lowering his head even further.

Hearing this, the Third Raikage snorted coldly but didn't press further.

That was just how their village operated—while it was difficult for others to infiltrate them, they weren't exactly adept at infiltrating others either.

Leaning back once more, the Raikage asked casually, "Was the tailed beast recaptured?"

The Anbu nodded. "It was, but the Uzumaki clan from Uzushio Village in the Land of Whirlpools handled it."

"Explain in detail."

"After the Three-Tails went berserk, it caused significant destruction in the Hidden Mist Village. Before the Third Mizukage could arrive, the beast fled into the ocean, heading westward.

It eventually reached the Land of Whirlpools, where the Uzumaki clan sealed it and returned it to the Land of Water."

Hearing this, a faint blue lightning glimmered in the Third Raikage's eyes as he murmured, "The Uzumaki clan, huh?"

This clan was legendary during the Warring States Period.

Like the Senju clan, they were a clan of Sage Body inheritors, possessing extraordinary vitality and chakra reserves unimaginable to other clans.

At the same time, they excelled in sealing techniques.

Thanks to their symbiotic relationship with the Senju clan, this clan, whose combat prowess wasn't particularly outstanding, had managed to thrive.

Suppressing certain unspeakable thoughts, the Third Raikage reminded himself of the current state of affairs. All the villages were still recovering from the war, their strength greatly diminished—it wasn't the time for open conflict.

That said, stealing a few people to mess around with wouldn't hurt, right?

After all, they helped the Land of Water seal the Three-Tails. Helping us seal the Two-Tails should be a piece of cake.

Surely, they wouldn't only assist the Mizukage while ignoring their big brother Raikage.

As the Raikage mentally criticized Uzushio Village's potential foolishness, the office door was knocked on.

"Come in," his gruff voice commanded.

A young man entered, holding the hand of a child around ten years old.

The child kept his head low, his hair split into white and green on either side, and his face was filled with sorrow.

Seeing this child, the Raikage's expression softened.

"Fukai, what's wrong?"

The boy slowly lifted his head, his handsome face streaked with tears.

"Uncle, my father… my father can't hold on much longer."

Hearing this, the usually stoic Raikage sighed deeply.

Two months ago, when Rinjin had provoked the Eight-Tails' jinchūriki into a partial transformation, Fukai's father, who was an imperfect jinchūriki, had begun to face the collapse of his body.

At the time, the Third Raikage had ordered Fukai's father—his cousin—to be moved to the Raikage's building, precisely because of this concern.

But it seemed he hadn't even lasted a year.

At that moment, the young man holding Fukai's hand suddenly spoke to the Raikage:

"Raikage-sama, I'm willing to take my brother's place as the Eight-Tails' jinchūriki!"

After a moment of silence, the Third Raikage nodded.

Just then, the door was knocked on again.

With permission granted, Ayawai entered with Rinjin in tow.

"Raikage-sama, Raimei has arrived," she announced before quickly scanning the room and stepping aside without another word.

For a moment, all eyes in the room focused on the silent figure in the center.

Rinjin, however, felt no fear.

He'd been to the Hokage's office before—many times, in fact.

Now, the Raikage's office was unlocked, too.

Thinking about it, Rinjin couldn't help but mock himself internally:

Why didn't I get some kind of Ultimate Check-In System? Damn it, I'd be unstoppable!

Jokes aside, he didn't underestimate the Raikage's intelligence.

Anyone who could lead a village might not have extreme strengths, but they certainly had no glaring weaknesses.

"Raimei, has your body fully recovered?" The Raikage didn't put on a stern face; instead, he asked with a surprisingly kind tone.

Rinjin, his eyes half-lidded, nodded weakly.

Seeing this, the Raikage frowned slightly.

If he remembered correctly, Raimei had been an extremely proud and confident individual. Why did he now seem so lazy and perpetually half-asleep?

"Didn't you rest well in the hospital?" the Raikage asked.

"No, I rested very well. The doctors and nurses took great care of me."

"Then why do you look so sluggish?"

Hearing this, Rinjin smirked inwardly.

Here it comes. I knew this straightforward guy would ask.

Looks like my thought process has fully adapted to Kumogakure's style—I've become one of them!

Realizing it was time to show some enthusiasm, Rinjin furrowed his brow, pressed his lips together, and let his eyes shine with determination. He lowered his head, staring at his tightly clenched fists, and said in a deep voice:

"Because strength should be saved for training!"

Hearing this, the Raikage's eyes lit up.

Satisfied? No, he was beyond satisfied.

As the strongest man, he despised lazy, weak-willed individuals.

In his eyes, the men of the Land of Lightning should be like thunder—brimming with ferocity and passion.

"What are your plans moving forward?" the Raikage asked, sitting up straight.

"Training! I'm not strong enough yet. I need more and more training, constantly honing my body, so I can stand in front of my comrades!"

Hearing this, the Raikage burst into hearty laughter, his eyes gleaming with undisguised admiration.

He knew this kid had been deeply affected by his comrade's death.

"Kid, do you want to become the Raikage?"

Rinjin shook his head firmly, ignoring the Raikage's slightly surprised expression. In a resolute tone, he said:

"The old me wanted it badly! But now, I'll carry Ōfu's dream and become the village's strongest shield."

Rinjin pounded his chest forcefully, letting out a dramatic shout. Though he was so embarrassed he wanted to dig a three-bedroom apartment into the floor with his toes, he knew one thing:

Damn it, Kumogakure loves this kind of thing.

Sure enough, the muscle-headed Raikage laughed uproariously, leaping to his feet and striding over to Rinjin.

His towering figure exuded an overwhelming aura as he extended his fist.

"Come on, kid! Show me your resolve!"

Damn it! For the sake of the Lightning Release Chakra Mode, my cringeworthy inner chūnibyō… burn once more!

Long live youthful passion!

Rinjin clenched his fist tightly and bumped it against the Third Raikage's.

At that moment, the Raikage's immense aura exploded, and with a powerful shove, Rinjin was sent flying into the wall.

The Raikage laughed heartily, his voice booming.

"Hahaha! Good resolve! Hahaha!"

Rinjin pulled himself out of the wall, his face blank.

He knew the Raikage hadn't intended to hurt him. Otherwise, half his body would be gone.

Instead, he'd been sent flying by a forceful but non-lethal aura.

This… this must be the Raikage's way of saying hello.

Though he felt utterly speechless, Rinjin forced a look of excitement onto his face.

"Raikage-sama, I will! I will surpass you one day!"

After saying this, Rinjin felt as if he'd just eaten a pile of crap.

Wasn't this exactly like:

'I'm just playing along, doing my best to act, like a guest on a reality show, letting them pick me apart~'

At that moment, Rinjin silently pulled out his mental grudge notebook.

Hiruzen Sarutobi… no, Danzō Shimura! It's all your fault for forcing me to infiltrate Kumogakure, making me lose all my dignity! I'll remember this!