Naruto: Starting with Tsunade

Chapter 167 You scoundrel, how dare you kill my horse!!!

That night, after a fierce battle with several young women, Shinji took a shower and returned to find himself alone in the room.

Although Shinji likes women, he always prefers to sleep alone.

Shinji, whose kidneys were somewhat depleted, would cover himself with a blanket and fall asleep immediately, only to wake up again around nine o'clock the next morning.

This was his usual schedule, but for some reason, he woke up unusually early today. It was still dark, and the room was dimly lit, hazy and indistinct.

"What? It's not even dawn yet."

Shinji, still half asleep, realized it was still dark and decided to go back to sleep.

however.

But suddenly he couldn't sleep.

My body felt sticky, and the air smelled strongly of blood.

Shinji realized something was wrong, his drowsiness vanished, and he felt nauseous.

The sticky sensation came from his body. He first pulled back the blanket, and although the room was dimly lit, he could still see what it was.

He suddenly opened his eyes to their widest extent, staring like copper bells.

Red liquid.

It smells fishy.

That is blood.

He was covered in blood.

As if struck hard by a hammer, Shinji was so surprised he almost fainted. He let out a loud "Ah!" and rolled off the bed, looking disheveled.

His shouts quickly attracted the servants outside the door. They pushed open the door and rushed to their master's side. Seeing him covered in blood, they asked what had happened.

Shinji woke up early in the morning, quite frightened. His voice trembled as he pointed to the bulge under the covers on the bed: "There's something there..."

He felt that the blood on his body was most likely flowing from that thing.

A servant took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and cautiously approached the bedding. Suddenly, he lifted it with his hand and was shocked to find that it was a head with a horn on it.

Once he could clearly see the head, Shinji momentarily forgot his fear, his pupils turning bloodshot and his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. He roared angrily, "Damn it, who dares to kill my horse?!"

The unicorn's head was severed, foaming at the mouth, its blood-stained tendons thrashing violently in the air. Its once beautiful eyes were now dull and lifeless, like those of a dead fish.

He was so angry that his liver trembled, and it wasn't until he took a shower that he calmed down a little.

What kind of person could kill a priceless unicorn without even a warning beforehand?

Taking such action without any prior negotiation, or perhaps without any need for negotiation at all, is a blatant release of a strong threat.

The fact that someone could do something like this shows that the person behind it doesn't care about your prestigious name at all.

No, what's truly terrifying, compared to this mastermind's disregard for the daimyo, is that this guy was able to ignore the daimyo's heavy security, enter as if it were empty, and kill the horse right under his nose without alerting the guards, putting it on himself.

If the other party truly intends to kill me, then wouldn't that mean...?

Thinking about this outcome, Shinji couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine and his hair stand on end, filled with utter terror.

No, now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to consult that man for a solution.

On the surface, Prince Huangren is Shinji's uncle, but in reality, he is the illegitimate son born to Prince Huangren after he was cuckolded.

Like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, ever since Lanren's unfortunate accident in Konoha, Prince Huangren has shifted his focus to this illegitimate son.

Prince Huang Ren thought calmly for a moment and then asked, "Have you offended anyone recently?"

Shinji was taken aback when he heard this, not knowing what to say. It wasn't that he didn't know, but there were just too many things he had done, considering the mess he usually made.

Prince Huang Ren continued, "Has anything unusual happened recently?"

Shinji shook his head: "Same as usual. The only difference was that I met with the Third Hokage."

Did he want to talk to you about something?

"It's nothing really that important," Shinji relayed the previous incident.

Prince Huang Ren pondered for a moment: "I think I roughly know the reason."

"What..." Shinji was stunned for a second, then his eyes widened: "Damn it, a commoner dares to kill my horse."

If you calculate the time when the Hokage and the others returned to the village, it matches perfectly.

Prince Huang Ren shook his head: "You'd better stop thinking about your horse and focus on figuring out how to deal with that brat in Hozuki Castle."

Shinji said firmly, "What else can we do? Of course, we'll imprison him until he dies. Releasing him is out of the question."

Huang Ren sighed: "I advise you to let him go..."

Why?

"This incident was most likely orchestrated by the Uchiha clan on their own. They are a bunch of unruly individuals. If you don't release them, next time it won't be a horse's head that gets cut off; it could very well be yours."

Shinji said arrogantly, "They dare? Aren't they afraid of severing the village's relationship with the Land of Fire?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Have you ever thought about what would happen if someone used their Sharingan to control you and release that brat, and then killed you? Who would you complain to then?"

Shinji gasped, looking dejected. "I'm not reconciled..."

Prince Huang Ren sighed, "Let's wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the right opportunity to launch a war and weaken Konoha's military strength, especially the Uchiha's power."

"Then why not just cut their military spending?"

"Let's just forget about it. If we push them too far, who knows what those ninjas might do? If you cut their military spending today, someone might just be chopping off your head someday."

Shinji:......

………………

The Land of Grass, the Castle of the Ghost Lantern.

Cell number 9527.

Aokiji lay on the hard bed, and he had already woken up before dawn.

With a clang, the iron gate was opened, followed by a man's voice: "Come out."

Aokiji sighed and got out of bed. He really didn't know when this miserable period of imprisonment would end.

"Come with me?"

Aokiji didn't think much of it and silently followed behind him, not daring to make a fuss. If he dared to say anything more, this place was not like Konoha, and this damn jailer would really hit him.

He has seen many newcomers go through the process of having their rough edges smoothed out.

Following behind the jailer, Aokiji noticed that the route was a bit strange today, and couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"

"I don't know, I'm just here to lead the way."

Aokiji sighed, wondering when he would be able to get out.

Although the village promised to rescue him, so many days have passed and there's still no news.

They said they would release me as soon as the murderer was caught.

But the problem is, where are you going to find the killer?

Or should I sell my horn?

Aokiji thought about it and decided against it.

Kakuzu knows my secret. If he betrays Kakuzu, not only will his own secrets be exposed, but his own secrets may also be exposed.

He might lose the emotional connection he gained with Kakuzu, thus losing a potential Kage-level powerhouse who could have been lured to work for him.

As he was thinking, Aokiji unknowingly followed the jailer through a door, where the room was neatly furnished.

This is the city lord's room.

The solemn-looking man sitting in the office chair at this moment is the main person in charge here.

He saw Aokiji approach and smiled slightly: "Congratulations, Uchiha Aokiji, your village has come to pick you up."

The man's voice was deep and far from pleasant, but to Aokiji at that moment, it sounded like heavenly music, like a gentle spring breeze.

The solemn man walked to Aokiji's side, performed a hand seal, and released the restraints on his body.

Instantly, Aokiji felt his body lighten, as if something had slipped away, and at the same time, his body was filled with power.

"I'm back, I'm back. I feel like everything is back." Aokiji cried tears of joy, opening his arms to embrace the sky.

"Here are your clothes." The city lord handed over a set of clothes, the same ones Aokiji had worn when he arrived. "After you change, you can prepare to leave."

Aokiji accepted the gift with both hands, thanked him, and vowed never to come to this awful place again.

as well as……

A ruthless glint flashed in Aokiji's eyes.

He clearly remembered that when he met the daimyo of the Land of Fire, the daimyo had made a fuss about committing seppuku to confess his sins.

At that moment, Aokiji really wanted to just spray it directly.

He commits seppuku at the drop of a hat. He's just doing his job; people who don't know better might think he's going to sell human organs.

Fortunately, he managed to hold back and come.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Aokiji is a vengeful person.

The daimyo's bodyguards are of a very high level, making it difficult to kidnap him without revealing all his abilities.

But this doesn't mean Aokiji is giving up on becoming a daimyo.

If his grandson doesn't work, then he'll use his most favored son.

After being released from prison, he went to Kakuzu to plot the kidnapping of the daimyo's son and extort a ransom.

The son of a powerful figure, extorting 50 billion taels of silver shouldn't be considered expensive, right?

P.S.: The illustration explains the price.

In the changing room, Aokiji changed his clothes, tightened his collar, and felt it was a little tight.

I've been here for a while now, and I haven't cut my hair in ages. My bangs are covering half my face, and my hairstyle is starting to look drab.

Perhaps it's because he's going through puberty, but Aokiji felt his clothes were a bit tight.

The weather was just as gloomy when I left as when I arrived.

Leaving Hozuki Castle, Aokiji took a deep breath; it was the sweet taste of freedom.

(End of this chapter)