I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 450 and 451: Garuda of Love and Hate

"Boom!" "Bang bang bang!" "Boom!"

On a bustling street between two rows of food stalls at the University of Tokyo's Komaba campus, Uchiha Naruto, dressed in a white top and black bottom kyudo hakama, exudes a cool and handsome aura, turning his head like a beautiful boy from a manga.

On a clear, crisp autumn day, the only thing visible in the sky was the fireworks display celebrating the University of Tokyo Campus Festival.

"The Parasitic Demon Destruction Technique is a ninjutsu of Ukon from the Sound Four. No wonder the Immortal Sect has been unable to find any clues about it for so many years."

Parasitic demons can use chakra to meticulously break down and recombine their bodies down to the cellular and protein level. They can even merge with others, sharing life, leaving the parasitized as helpless prey.

"White exploding clay, the 'art' of Deidara the Explosion-Style brat, this is getting a bit tricky."

Naruto Uchiha lowered his eyes, squinted, and thought:

"The Two-Faced Demon is probably the last great demon to have survived from the 19th year of the Heisei era to the present. With the enhancement of the Crimson Moon multiple times, even though the Immortal Sect has reached the Kage level, it is still a formidable enemy that should not be underestimated."

Three years ago, Higuchi Orochi had already reached the level of a near-Kage after being corrupted by Higetsu.

Explosion Release is among the most destructive ninjutsu, and Michelangelo's version is even more powerful.

This revenge drama was not orchestrated by Naruto Uchiha; it was fraught with danger and every move was potentially fatal.

However, Naruto Uchiha knew very well that revenge had become a curse-like obsession for the Immortal Clan. Only by killing the enemy could the Immortal Clan be freed from the curse.

Naruto Uchiha could only make things happen.

"If we're outmatched, we'll intervene forcefully, reclaim Michelangelo's ninjutsu and magatama, and use my Kamui!"

Naruto Uchiha's eyes narrowed, a flash of killing intent crossing his face.

"However, the Immortal Sect unexpectedly held a winning hand, Lei Daoya..."

"Ming San, what are you thinking about so absentmindedly?"

Hayato Jumonji, holding a box of fried noodles in his arms and a roasted corn cob in his right hand, munched on it until his cheeks were bulging, and mumbled something indistinctly.

Naruto Uchiha's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, not because of Jumonji's unsightly eating habits, but because of his current attire.

With red marks painted around her eyes, a messy white wig hanging down to her waist, and wooden clogs, she wore the traditional robes of a Kabuki actor.

This kid is actually cosplaying Jiraiya!

Today, the Komaba campus is hosting the University of Tokyo's school festival, which is mostly attended by first- and second-year students.

Japanese university campus festivals are usually held between September, October, and November.

The campus festival is organized and planned by the students themselves. Classes or clubs set up booths, conduct activities and performances, and are open to the public, making it a very lively event.

Naruto Uchiha's history department chose to cosplay as a waiter at a cafe.

Besides them, there were also cosplayers dressed as women, characters from Taiga dramas, and anime who dressed up to stroll through the school festival, and of course, the currently popular superhumans were also there.

Cosplayers dressed as Jiriku, the white-robed monk of the Fire Temple; Hyuga priestesses modeled after Hinata; Abe no Seimei; the Twelve Divine Generals; and even a hawk... Some even wore the Akatsuki's signature black robe with red clouds.

Of course, that person didn't dare to be so reckless, but instead skirted the issue by replacing the red cloud with a purple cloud.

The fact that Naruto characters left their mark on this world in this way left Naruto Uchiha somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Naraka, you're being way too perfunctory with your archery uniform."

Hayato Jumonji mumbled as he chewed on a takoyaki.

Although the food stalls at the University of Tokyo campus festival were dazzling, the food was all prepared by university students, so you can imagine how unappetizing it was. It's no wonder that Hayato Jūmonji kept showing off.

So-so.

Naruto Uchiha shook his head, his interest waning.

All the Kage-level powerhouses are actually Uchiha Naruto's alternate identities; they've long been tired of cosplaying.

Suddenly he stopped and looked back, gazing at the crowd.

Long lines of tourists, couples in pairs, youthful laughter and chatter, and the enticing aroma of food wafted through the air, causing Uchiha Naruto to momentarily lose his senses, as if he had suddenly found himself in a magnificent dreamlike world.

"So many big things have happened recently, why are there still so many people...isn't it inappropriate?"

During the days of the Crimson Moon, Japan was hit by various natural disasters, large and small. Although the situation was not critical enough to be considered extremely dangerous, going out to enjoy the University of Tokyo's campus festival at this time was rather reckless.

"Because Lord Uchiha is in charge of Tokyo, everyone believes that as long as he is there, the sky won't fall down."

Hayato Jūmonji's eyes shone with admiration as he spoke.

"Lord Uchiha is the savior of Japan."

Although these words came from the mouth of a die-hard fan of the Immortal Sect, the harmonious atmosphere around them made them surprisingly convincing.

"No, with his current power and the incredible feat of saving the world, Chief Uchiha is simply—a god!"

Hayato Jūmonji's ramblings became increasingly outrageous, filled with nonsensical language, and he spoke with dramatic intonation:

"A mere department head position is far from sufficient to recognize Lord Uchiha's contributions. With his prestige, if he were to run for office, he would undoubtedly be appointed Prime Minister and become Japan's No. 1!"

Naruto Uchiha's lips twitched, pretending not to hear.

In the midst of an increasingly turbulent era, Uchiha Senmon is the pillar of the Supernatural Agency and even Japan, yet he chooses to turn everything into fuel for revenge.

He is not encouraged by universal praise, nor discouraged by universal criticism.

The secret of possessing the Sharingan has been exposed, and regardless of victory or defeat, things can never go back to the way they were before.

The moment the Uchiha Sage became a transcendent being, his fate was sealed.

"Ah Ming! Your girlfriend and I are here to help boost your store's revenue."

Arriving at the café run by Uchiha Naruto's class, Sakaki Nami casually slapped the table, while sitting opposite her was Matsudaira, dressed in a simple dress and white knee-high socks.

"Nami-ru-nee, it was Senmon who sent you to Tokyo to find me, right?"

Upon seeing Sakaki Nami, Uchiha Naruto's face showed an expression of having expected it, and he said indifferently.

"Ah Ming, how did you know?" Sakaki Nami asked curiously.

Uchiha Naruto nodded thoughtfully.

As expected, the immortal sect had made thorough preparations.

"Chiyo, don't leave my side all day today."

"Does that include evenings too?"

Matsudaira Chiyo, with her delicate makeup, had a rosy and smooth face, and her lips were crystal clear. She winked playfully.

"A domineering CEO? Why am I eating your dog food here?" Sakaki Nami muttered jokingly.

This will be a long yet short day, and the final moment of peace.

-

The Yokota Air Base headquarters, billowing with thick smoke, has been reduced to ruins. The exposed steel bars in the shattered walls resemble bones in the remains, burning with tiny flames.

A giant wooden ball gradually emerged from the smoke and dust.

The wooden wall opened, revealing the Uchiha Senmon hidden behind it, and the US ambassador kneeling on the ground, clutching his head and trembling like a leaf.

"Those ridiculous clay figures actually possess such power. Besides parasitism, the two-faced demon also has the extraordinary ability to explode."

The red light in Uchiha Senmon's Sharingan flickered as he thought silently.

"How is it, Uchiha Senmon? This is my art."

Michelangelo crossed his arms, his palms protruding with a tongue, and made a menacing gesture.

Uchiha Senmon's face was ashen, his three-tomoe eyes spinning rapidly like windmills as he stared intently at the abstract human face on William's forehead, casting a Sharingan genjutsu.

"Is it ineffective...?"

Previously, when Michelangelo's limbs were pinned down using the Pole-Pinning Technique, the Uchiha Senmon had used Sharingan genjutsu, but it unexpectedly failed to penetrate the sea.

"Is it because of the dual souls within one body?"

"Hehehe, I already had a backup plan for the hypnosis technique you used with your Sharingan, Uchiha."

The mouths on Michelangelo's body burst into wild laughter in unison, creating a truly horrifying sight.

"I've transferred all my burdens to that trash William. Even if he manages to wake up later, he'll be tortured into an idiot, hehehe."

After Itachi Uchiha infiltrated the Metropolitan Police Department, the Sharingan became widely known as a hypnotic eye. Michelangelo's parasitic William, as one of the most powerful men in the country, naturally knew about it.

With the Sharingan's initial attack failing and Michelangelo's extraordinary twin constitution, it became difficult to use genjutsu to cheat.

They used Wood Release and Lightning Release from Raitogi to capture the two-faced demon, and then tortured him.

"Ambassador, you should leave first. Evacuate the residents of Yokota Base and surrounding towns as soon as possible."

Uchiha Senmon, holding a Raikou (lightning sword) in each hand, spoke without turning his head.

"Oh, oh, oh! Yes, yes, I will definitely do as Lord Uchiha wishes!"

The US ambassador, whose crotch was already filthy, suddenly realized what was happening. He nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, and then scrambled away to escape.

"Heh, go to hell!"

Michelangelo grinned maliciously, chewing incessantly with his hands, then spitting out countless thumb-sized white spheres that flew in like a shower of flowers.

In mid-air, the white sphere expanded to the size of a fist, and at the same time, it shook out multiple long legs, transforming into a spider shape.

"drink!"

With his Raikou Kiba hands clasped together, crackling blue electricity rang out as Uchiha Senmon transformed Raikou Kiba's Lightning Release into a massive, crisscrossing electric net, trapping the swarming clay spiders.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The dense explosions and flashes of light resembled a string of firecrackers.

The remaining half of the headquarters was sacrificed and razed to the ground, leaving the ground pitted like a meteorite crater, with scattered unexploded clay spiders.

"call!"

A strong wind cleaved through the smoke, and a blade flashed like lightning, slashing towards Michelangelo's thigh.

"drink!"

Several balls of fire, nearly five or six meters high, exploded instantly beneath Michelangelo's feet. These not only hindered the Uchiha Senmon's movements but also propelled it hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye, thanks to the gust of wind generated by the explosion.

"Your movements are indeed very fast, so this move is perfect for you."

Michelangelo clenched his hands, which had mouthparts attached, and with a burst of smoke, a white, triangular aircraft with a wingspan of over thirty meters, exuding a futuristic feel, appeared on the ground.

"Hehehe, those smooth lines and perfect shape, it's a work of art too!"

Uchiha Senmon frowned slightly.

If Michelangelo had sculpted dragons or birds from clay, that would be one thing, but this flying machine's appearance is very much in line with fluid dynamics and flight propulsion engineering; it's impossible for a monster to have come up with it.

"Can it really fly?"

Uchiha Senmon knew something was wrong. His Sharingan flashed with a bloody light, locking onto the location of the clay flying machine's cockpit.

The two-faced demon is hiding among them!

Uchiha Senmon, wielding the Raikou Kiba, unleashed a torrent of lightning, attempting to pierce through the driver's seat.

Just then, a tremendous roar resounded, and the tail of the flying wing clay aircraft spewed out terrifying flames, propelling the entire fuselage into the sky.

One slip-up by the Uchiha Sage Gate sent the clay flying machine soaring into the sky!

"B-2 Ghost bomber?"

"We don't have this at our base! And its coating couldn't possibly be white!"

Terrified by the sudden series of explosions, the soldiers at Yokota Air Base stared in disbelief at the clay bombers circling overhead.

The B-2 bomber is the world's only stealth strategic bomber. Even after thirty years in service, its futuristic appearance is still regarded by many as alien technology.

"Hehehe, Uchiha, even you couldn't possibly attack this far."

The clay bomber swooped down, and a white clay tomahawk missile bulged out from the nose of the plane and was dropped on Uchiha Senmon.

"Wood Release: Advent of the World of Trees!"

A massive, dragon-like tree root rose from the base, lashing out at the incoming clay missile like a giant's whip.

"Boom!!!"

A massive burst of fireworks exploded in the sky, the intense light and sound, along with the terrifying shockwave, striking fear into the hearts of all the survivors at Yokota Base.

"Tch, it's not over yet!"

One clay missile after another, trailing fiery tails, were launched from the clay bomber, but the ruins of Yokota Base Command had been transformed into a lush primeval forest under the catalysis of Wood Release.

"boom!"

Under the protection of the descending tree realm, dozens of clay missiles were intercepted and destroyed without exception.

Uchiha Senmon stood on a tree, his Sharingan coldly watching the clay bomber climbing a thousand meters above the ground.

Whether it's a clay bomber or a clay missile, they're nothing more than imitations, mere shells that rely on the supernatural abilities of monsters to power them. However, with the added benefit of a scientifically designed system, they still unleash 120% of their power and speed.

The two-faced demon possessed William, not only using him as a shield but also absorbing the culmination of American military technology.

Clay missiles could not penetrate the absolute defenses of the Tree World Advent, but Michelangelo's clay bombers always launched surprise attacks at flight altitudes that were inaccessible to the Uchiha Sage.

The situation instantly reached a stalemate.

The Uchiha Sage Sect has never hated itself as much as it does now for not being able to fly.

"Hehehe, Uchiha Senmon, you've come for revenge because of a woman, so I'll be merciful and let you see her."

Just then, Michelangelo's upper body bulged out of the clay bomber, grinning as he vomited out a massive amount of clay:

"Witness my art! Garuda, who loves and hates!"

(End of this chapter)