Naruto:Senju With Nano Machine.

As the evening settled over Konoha, the gates stood open for an unusual set of visitors. The Kumogakure delegation, led by three imposing shinobi, approached with an air of restrained tension. Hiroshi, the leader, was a mountain of a man, his muscles taut beneath his flak jacket. Beside him were Kazuma, leaner but no less formidable, and his sharp-eyed younger brother, whose silence spoke volumes.

Awaiting them were Uchiha Shisui, Hatake Kakashi, and an ANBU squad hidden in the shadows. Shisui, known for his calm composure, stood slightly forward, his Sharingan active beneath the guise of his ANBU mask. Kakashi, with his ever-present mask and uncovered Sharingan, appeared relaxed but was equally alert.

At the gates, Izumo Kamizuki, one of the gatekeepers, stepped forward to greet the delegation. Holding a scroll stamped with the Hokage's seal, he maintained a polite yet firm demeanor. "Welcome to Konohagakure. State your purpose for entry."

Hiroshi inclined his head slightly. "We are here on behalf of the Raikage for peace negotiations."

Izumo nodded and stepped aside. Shisui motioned to his team, who moved into a tactical formation, subtly surrounding the visitors. The ANBU operatives remained nearly invisible, their presence felt only by those trained to detect them. Any move against Konoha would be met with immediate and decisive action.

As they entered the village, Hiroshi felt the weight of Konoha's vigilance. His team's steps were deliberate, their eyes scanning the vibrant streets with measured interest. It was a stark contrast to the silent tension of their reception. They're watching us from every angle, Hiroshi thought. As expected.

Upon reaching the Hokage's office, the Kumo delegation was led into the meeting hall. The room was stately, lined with symbols of Konoha's power and heritage. Hiruzen Sarutobi, the Third Hokage, rose to greet them, flanked by his advisors. Shikaku Nara, the Hokage's assistant, stood nearby, his calculating gaze fixed on the visitors.

Hiruzen offered a warm smile, his tone cordial. "Welcome to Konoha. Your journey must have been long and tiring. Please, sit."

Hiroshi and Kazuma exchanged quick glances before bowing respectfully. "Thank you for receiving us, Hokage-sama," Hiroshi said. They took their seats, their movements careful, aware of the eyes watching them.

"The negotiations will take place tomorrow morning," Hiruzen continued. "For now, I hope you'll find your accommodations comfortable. I trust your stay will be pleasant."

Kazuma hesitated before speaking. "Hokage-sama, if it's not too much trouble, we'd like to see more of your village. It would help us understand Konoha's strength and culture."

Hiruzen's smile widened, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Of course. You are our honored guests. Shisui and Kakashi will accompany you to ensure your visit is both safe and informative."

As Hiroshi and Kazuma expressed their gratitude, Hiruzen tapped his fingers lightly against the table. It was a subtle signal, one only the ANBU present would recognize. Kakashi and Shisui's postures shifted imperceptibly as they decoded the silent message: Keep a close watch. Take special care. Any suspicious behavior must be dealt with immediately.

The Kumogakure shinobi noticed nothing, their attention focused on the Hokage's genial words.

"Enjoy your time in our village," Hiruzen concluded. "And remember, Konoha values peace, but we remain vigilant."

The Kumo delegation nodded, aware of the thinly veiled warning in his tone. They were in the lion's den, and one wrong move could have catastrophic consequences.

Shisui and Kakashi escorted the delegation out of the Hokage's office. The streets of Konoha, illuminated by lanterns, were lively despite the late hour. Villagers laughed and chatted, their voices a stark contrast to the silent tension accompanying the shinobi.

"If there's anything specific you'd like to see, let us know," Kakashi said, his tone polite but distant. "We'll ensure your requests are accommodated."

Hiroshi glanced at his companions before replying. "We'd like to visit your training grounds."

"As you wish," Kakashi replied, his voice emotionless.

Shisui walked slightly behind the group, his sharp eyes tracking every movement. Though his face was hidden beneath his mask, his thoughts were focused. Any attempt at reconnaissance or sabotage will be met with swift action.

The group moved through the village, stopping at key locations like the Memorial Stone and the Academy. Hiroshi and Kazuma commented on the discipline and organization of Konoha's shinobi, though their true thoughts remained hidden.

Meanwhile, Shisui and Kakashi exchanged subtle hand signs in the ANBU language. Shisui's fingers moved deftly: No signs of hostility yet. Proceeding with caution.

Kakashi responded with a casual flick of his wrist: Understood. Maintain close formation.

At the training grounds, the delegation watched as Konoha's genin practiced under the guidance of their instructors. Hiroshi observed with interest, his keen eyes noting the precision of their movements. "Your training is impressive," he said aloud.

"Thank you," Kakashi replied curtly, his tone giving nothing away.

The tour continued, the delegation maintaining a facade of curiosity while Shisui and Kakashi remained ever-watchful. By the time they reached the guest quarters, the tension had not lessened.

"These accommodations are quite comfortable," Kazuma said, glancing around the modest yet well-prepared rooms.

Kakashi gave a slight nod. "We're glad you think so. Rest well. Tomorrow's negotiations are important."

Shisui lingered for a moment longer, his gaze steady. "If you need anything, we're just outside."

Hiroshi bowed slightly. "Thank you for your hospitality."

As Shisui and Kakashi exited, the two exchanged a final series of signs. Shisui's movements were quick and precise: Maintain full surveillance overnight. Ensure no unaccompanied movement.

Kakashi responded with a subtle nod: Acknowledged.

Back in the Hokage's office, Hiruzen leaned back in his chair, exhaling a long puff of smoke. His mind was a whirlwind of possibilities. Kumo's intentions were unclear, but he knew one thing for certain: Konoha would not falter. With men like Shisui and Kakashi at the forefront, the village's strength and vigilance were unyielding.

"This peace," Hiruzen murmured to himself, his voice barely audible in the stillness, "will be built on trust—or broken by betrayal."

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