My Villainous Life Starting with Naruto

Chapter 48 The Journey Home on the Slug Cart

In the Land of Fire, a "cow cart" clatters along an official road running from west to east.

It was called an oxcart, but it was really just a wooden cart with two wheels. The animal pulling it wasn't a horse or a donkey, but a slug the size of a water buffalo!

Hyuga Yuto lay on his back on the cart, bathed in sunlight, feeling warm all over.

Tsunade lay down beside him, fiddling with a broken large sword.

"Exploding Blade: Spray, what a powerful blade. I wonder if it can be repaired."

"It's okay if it can't be fixed, right?" Hyuga Yuto said lazily.

"Teacher, I think this thing is more symbolic than practical. It's good at demoralizing Kirigakure, but its combat effectiveness... is so-so. It's not even as good as a chakra blade, at least it's sharper."

In the eyes of the boy who split up the family, the Exploding Blade: Droplets didn't put much pressure on him. To put it bluntly, it was just a door panel covered with explosive tags. It looked powerful, but it was actually very cumbersome and had a limited range of attack methods.

"My dear apprentice, you underestimate this explosive blade."

Tsunade sat up and held the Exploding Blade: Frozen Blade in front of Hyuga Yuto.

The boy who had separated from his family didn't necessarily have to lie in front of the teacher; rather, he was bandaged up like a mummy, making it difficult for him to even move a finger.

"Take a closer look at this knife."

Hinata Yuto glanced around but didn't find anything noteworthy.

Because Wuli Shenba recklessly detonated the entire explosive scroll, more than 20,000 explosive tags exploded at the same time. The greatsword could not withstand this level of destructive force and was completely blown to pieces.

The sturdy blade was pitted and dented, separated from the explosive roll on the back of the blade, with only a strange piece of silk cloth connecting them. A burnt smell emanated from the roll, and both the blade and the explosive roll were clearly unusable.

"The explosion mechanism of this sword is very simple." Tsunade pulled aside the explosive reel and pointed to the charred inner tube inside.

"The inner cylinder of the spool is covered with rings of detonating tags, and there is a roller in the very center. The roller and the blade are connected by a silk cloth. The roller rotates and moves the silk cloth, which absorbs the detonating tags and then sends them to the blade. The structure is very simple, but it is very difficult to actually do it."

Hyuga Yuto understood what Tsunade was going to say and sighed:

"Because it must constantly withstand the impact of explosions, the silk fabric used as the [conveyor belt] must be extremely strong and capable of conducting chakra, able to activate the explosive tags with minimal chakra." His eyes lit up:

"This piece of silk..."

"Perhaps we could modify it, using the protection on your arm to unleash Lion's Fang Bite." Tsunade chuckled, but the next moment, she frowned her beautiful brows:

"But... just like I said, the silk cloth that even 20,000 explosive tags couldn't tear is too tough and has too much defensive power, making it very difficult to process."

The blonde beauty gripped the blade and the explosive roll with her arms and pulled them outwards with tremendous force, leaving several finger-sized dents on the blade.

"No, I can't tear it. Brute force is unlikely to break this piece of silk, and the chakra scalpel isn't sharp enough... Tsk, I wonder how those guys from Kirigakure made it back then."

Hinata Yuto laughed:

"Why don't we let the village's craftsmen give it a try? Everyone has their own expertise."

"Their skills are good enough for making kunai and shuriken, but when it comes to making special blades... I'd rather find someone else to do it."

Tsunade scratched her chin, her tone certain:

"Leave this to me."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, teacher."

During their conversation, the master and apprentice decided to "keep" the spoils of war.

In the Naruto world, unless required for a mission, anything a ninja takes from an enemy is considered their own; silver notes and weapons do not need to be handed over to the village.

Even in a dangerous profession like this, there are plenty of ways to make money; this unspoken rule applies in any world.

Of course, the weapons of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist have a strong propaganda effect; if used properly, they can effectively demoralize the enemy.

Hyuga Yuto thought that if the village asked for it, he would keep the special silk cloth in his hand and hand over the rest. The iconic blade and the explosive scroll alone would be enough to make a fuss.

Besides the Exploding Blade: Spray, the remaining spoils were a few teeth—Tsunade collected them in the rainforest while Hyuga Yuto was unconscious. Konoha could detect the chakra information inside to determine the identity of the deceased ninja, thus vindicating Hyuga Yuto. Few dared to make things up; the ninja masters in the ninja world all had names and identities, and could be found with a little attention.

The slug cart moved along, and the master and apprentice chatted on it. At first, the topic was how to modify the trophy, then it turned into a discussion of ninjutsu and the situation of the major ninja villages, and finally it became much more casual, and they talked about everything.

Hyuga Yuto discovered that Tsunade, Orochimaru, and Jiraiya were getting along really well at this point, talking about many embarrassing things that happened when the two of them were young, laughing and joking, looking relaxed.

Putting aside other things, Konoha's classic "two boys and one girl" team system truly forged deep bonds in childhood.

Even now, in Konoha 48, Orochimaru has begun to conduct inhumane human experiments, but deep in his heart, he still preserves a pure land for Jiraiya and Tsunade. If the two of them are in danger, Orochimaru is truly willing to risk his life—at least that's how it is now.

Although the slug cart wasn't particularly fast, it was, after all, a summoning beast, and its stamina far surpassed that of horses and mules. As the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Tsunade's golden hair, the majestic Hokage Rock could already be seen in the distance.

"Ahem, well then, Yuto, I'm leaving." Tsunade coughed awkwardly and said:

"I still need to cook for Shizune."

What a lame excuse, Hyuga Yuto thought to himself with a smirk. Cooking and housework were all being done by Silent these days.

However, he also knew why Tsunade chose to leave at this time. The Jonin promotion exam was originally a solo mission. Tsunade sensed his critical condition through the slug and came to take care of him. She neither interfered with the battle nor did she interfere with the village's valuable potential rising star.

But this is a matter that's easy to talk about but hard to hear. If people see Tsunade and Hyuga Yuto returning to the village together, there will inevitably be gossip. The villagers of Konoha respect the Senju clan, but that doesn't mean they don't like people talking behind their backs. After all, everyone has a dark side deep down.

"Okay, teacher, take care."

"Okay, you can have the slug and the car. We'll be there soon. I'll be waiting for you in the secret room where you took the Jonin promotion exam..." Tsunade suddenly leaned in and raised her fist:

"If you dare to let it slip, you're dead." With a light flick, the bandages wrapped around Hyuga Yuto's body fell off, releasing a strong, pungent smell of medicine.

"Don't worry, teacher." Hyuga Yuto flexed his wrists and felt much better.

However, when he turned around, the woman was nowhere to be seen on the cart.

Beside the boy who had separated from his family, there was only the lingering warmth of his fragrance and a single strand of long, golden hair.

(End of this chapter)