NOVEL WEB Chapter 108: Strongest Hidden Mist Village [108]
I genuinely didn't expect you to actually forge so many commercial and industrial cooperation projects with Konoha."
Having just escorted Shimura Danzō and his group out of Kirigakure alongside one of Yoru's clones, Mei Terumī couldn't help but express her surprise.
"Five whole days. You, who's usually neck-deep in administrative chaos, actually devoted five full days to this? That's completely unlike you, Yoru."
"As a Kage, is it really so hard to grasp the importance of dedicating time and energy to a village's future development?"
Yoru returned to his Mizukage seat with practiced ease, producing a scroll as he sat down and placing it on his desk.
"Also, make sure this scroll gets filed in the village's ninjutsu archive. Open it up to anyone who meets the learning qualifications."
"New jutsu… wait—Flying Raijin Jutsu?!"
Mei casually unrolled the scroll—but the second her eyes landed on its contents, she froze. Her face, calm a moment ago, now bore sheer disbelief.
"Flying Raijin Jutsu, Shadow Clone Jutsu, Five Release Great Combo Spell, Bringer-of-Darkness Technique—what… what is all this?!"
She was stunned by the list of high-level secret techniques.
The Flying Raijin Jutsu, used by the Yellow Flash, Minato Namikaze, to dominate the Third Great Ninja War.
The Five Release Great Combo Spell, a powerful multi-style attack mastered by the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.
The Shadow Clone Jutsu and Bringer-of-Darkness Technique, both creations of the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju.
Not to mention several advanced Water Release techniques…
These weren't just valuable—they were Konoha's deepest classified assets.
And now, they were in the hands of Yoru, the Fourth Mizukage.
"Yoru… don't tell me you used a clone to infiltrate Konoha's forbidden archive while hosting Danzō… or worse, used some secret technique to read his mind? How else could you have gotten all this?!"
It felt unreal—like something out of a fantasy.
"How'd you guess?" Yoru gave her a sidelong glance, a sly grin tugging at the corner of his lips. Then he cleared his throat and straightened up, expression settling into calm professionalism.
"As future strategic partners with Konoha, isn't it perfectly reasonable for them to offer a little goodwill?"
"Besides, when I first saw all this, I kept saying, 'This is too much, I really can't accept this…' But that old man—Konoha's Shinobi of Darkness—just insisted on handing it all over."
He raised both hands in mock helplessness.
"What could I do? I was just as confused as you are."
"..."
Mei's lips twitched. She knew Yoru had means—but even she hadn't imagined his reach extended this far.
To extract so many forbidden jutsu from Shimura Danzō… if this ever leaked…
Yoru leaned back casually.
"Anyway, I get what you're thinking. But we've already taken their kekkei genkai. Is a few more jutsu really going to matter?"
"If this ever gets exposed, worst case—we go to war with Konoha. What, do you really believe that under my leadership, Kirigakure would lose?"
"Of course not," Mei said, frowning slightly. "It's just—"
"Then that's all that matters."
Yoru's tone flattened—calm, cold, absolute.
"As long as we're strong enough, whatever we do will be allowed. That is the rule of the shinobi world."
Mei let out a quiet breath, half-laughing, half-sighing.
"You really are tyrannical, Yoru."
But deep down, she knew it was exactly this kind of Mizukage Kirigakure needed.
Taking the scroll, she pulled another item from her robes—a thick stack of forms—and dropped them on his desk.
"These are next month's applications to use Uchiha Shisui. We've filtered out applicants who were too old or too young, but there are still over ninety. Also, of the seventy-eight who applied this month, sixty-five are asking to reapply next month."
"Tch…"
Yoru clicked his tongue.
If he approved them all, Shisui would be battling 160 women next month.
Damn, Brother Shisui. I officially recognize you as the Uchiha's number one genius.
"Reject the new applications," Yoru said decisively. "And assign Shisui the best nutritionists and medical-nin available. I'm not about to let our one and only Uchiha seed-spreader collapse from exhaustion."
"Naturally. His dietary and medical standards are already higher than yours."
Mei nodded, then turned and left the office—scroll in hand.
She still had to sort and classify the entire scroll full of jutsu. No small task.
As she walked out, Yoru leaned back, massaging his temples with a sigh. Even as a clone, just looking at the mountain of paperwork piled on his desk made his head throb.
"No way this is sustainable. I need to find two more people to help, otherwise, once all our clone memories merge, my main body might just die from mental exhaustion!"
"But who can I even find?!"
"Damn it—why is this village full of nothing but bloodthirsty maniacs? Did no bureaucrats survive the Blood Mist Era?!"
He scratched his head in frustration, running through face after face in his mind.
But in the end, only one image remained: a cold-eyed woman in a white kimono.
"...Mei probably won't mind, right?"
"Whatever. I've already been labeled a scumbag. A few more bad decisions won't matter. I'm the Fourth Mizukage—you think I'm gonna be whipped?"
"Someone, summon Yuki Akira."
"Yes, Lord Mizukage!"
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