Evil Hokage: Naruto over Tsunade

The Marketplace, Inside the Akimichi Barbecue Shop.

The shop was in utter chaos...

Naruto's face darkened slightly as he looked at Samui, who had collapsed on the ground.

What on earth had this blonde girl experienced in the genjutsu?

Her current state was enough to provoke unpleasant thoughts in anyone's mind.

Ding...

[Host detected to have developed genjutsu independently...]

[Ding... Current genjutsu level detected: A-Rank...]

[Congratulations, Host, on successfully developing a genjutsu...]

[Reward: The Kurama Clan's Kekkei Genkai.]

The system's crisp voice echoed in Naruto's mind, making him pause for a moment.

So, by combining spiritual energy with the Sharingan's abilities, he had managed to create a new genjutsu.

And its grade wasn't low—A-Rank.

"I'll call this genjutsu 'Phantom Spirit Prison.'"

Naruto murmured softly, finalizing the name for the technique.

With the Sharingan's abilities, it was now much easier to cast genjutsu.

At least he could forego the need for physical gestures...

If developing new jutsu always came with rewards from the system, then this was something he could enjoy exploring more often.

As the system finished speaking, a strange energy surged within Naruto's mind.

In an instant, he felt as though an invisible hand was squeezing his brain.

He clutched his head tightly with both hands, hoping to alleviate the sharp pain.

Fortunately, the excruciating sensation came as quickly as it disappeared.

Naruto steadied himself against the wall, a drop of cold sweat falling from his chin onto the ruined floor.

After a long while...

As he digested the strange energy within his mind, Naruto finally understood why Kurama Yakumo from the original series had such a frail body.

And he also grasped the true nature of the Kurama Clan's Kekkei Genkai.

How to describe it... In Naruto's words:

The Kurama Clan's abilities were essentially a cheat code.

It was akin to Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu from the Bleach universe.

The Kurama Clan's Kekkei Genkai harnessed their immense spiritual power to manipulate a person's five senses...

Even more terrifying was their ability to alter reality to some extent through certain mediums.

For example, in the original anime, Kurama Yakumo made Tsunade believe the Hokage building was on fire.

The moment Tsunade believed it, the building genuinely caught fire.

Yakumo's frailty, rather than being due to malnutrition, was more akin to a Kekkei Genkai-related illness.

Maintaining such immense spiritual energy required vast amounts of chakra.

And chakra was extracted from the body...

But Naruto wouldn't have this problem—chakra was the last thing he lacked.

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At that moment, a familiar-looking shinobi entered through the barbecue shop's main door.

His attire immediately evoked an image of a Kumo ninja.

He wore a light gray hat, wasn't very tall, and had a thick black beard on his chin.

The peculiar thing about him was the patch covering his left eye.

The patch bore the kanji for "雷" (thunder), seemingly a type of seal.

"A Jōnin from Kumogakure, huh?"

Naruto tilted his head slightly, his gaze landing on the middle-aged man as he spoke coldly.

The man first surveyed the chaotic scene inside the shop before fixing his eyes on Naruto.

As one of the Third Raikage's strategists, he quickly analyzed the situation within a single breath.

The middle-aged man walked up to Naruto, extended his hand, and spoke in a voice that sounded honest and earnest.

"Greetings, sir. I am Tutai, an ordinary Jōnin from Kumogakure."

Naruto glanced at Tutai and gave a faint nod, acknowledging his presence.

"Sorry, old man. I don't have the habit of shaking hands with strangers."

"No problem, no problem. I understand. Young people often have their quirks."

Tutai adjusted his hat, his face lighting up with gratitude. "Thank you, sir, for sparing these children's lives."

As he spoke, Tutai bowed deeply to Naruto to express his thanks.

Having operated in the major nations for years, Tutai had honed exceptional diplomatic skills.

"Tch."

It would seem petty for Naruto to continue pressing the matter.

"No need to thank me, one-eyed old man."

"This doesn't matter to me. How about something more practical instead?"

Tutai's expression grew serious, his tone low. "If you have a request, sir, I will comply as long as it isn't unreasonable."

Hearing this, Naruto stretched lazily and said with a nonchalant look, "I wouldn't make an unreasonable demand."

"Just prepare the money and compensate this barbecue shop for tonight's damages. Running a legitimate business isn't easy, and you guys came in here and wrecked the place."

As if you had nothing to do with it...

Tutai narrowed his eye slightly, inwardly grumbling.

"Of course. That's only fair. Rest assured, sir, we will fully compensate them."

Tutai waved his hand, showing none of the demeanor expected from a Jōnin.

"Good. I won't chat with you any longer—I have things to do."

"Take care, sir."

Naruto turned and left...

After walking some distance down the street, his heightened vision caught sight of...

Orochimaru leading a group of people, moving at a rapid pace.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of him.

Naruto chuckled lightly, "Oh… Orochimaru-sensei, good evening."

Orochimaru's golden, slit-pupiled eyes glared at Naruto with irritation as he rasped in his hoarse voice, "I just went to the Land of Artisans…"

"In a few short days, all of Konoha is buzzing with news about you."

"As your teacher, you've put me in a difficult position, Naruto…"

Naruto felt a chill down his spine. Aunt Snake seemed to be in a mood...

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