Ryosuke thought Konoha would always harbor darkness. Yet they ignore murderers and catch survivors to bully.
Is there still law? Is there still royal law?
Ryosuke instead wanted to ask, 'Is this Konoha Village surnamed Fire, or surnamed Danzo's Group?'
"I can't stay any longer."
"If I continue staying in Konoha Village, even if I don't die this time, sooner or later I'll be schemed to death."
"Anyway, with the JOJO System, the world is vast, where can't I find a place to live?"
Even if it really doesn't work, Ryosuke could just use Star Platinum to farm and hunt. For a lifetime he wouldn't worry about food and drink, why stay in Konoha and endure this crap?
Ryosuke made a decision.
The urgent task is to leave this place.
He was imprisoned in Root Organization's underground base.
Inside the base it was like real tree roots, corridors winding and circling, intertwined and complicated, with many traps.
Even if he escaped the interrogation room, wanting to leave was not an easy matter.
However, Ryosuke had a method that belonged only to him.
"Purple Hermit."
Purple vines spread outward, scouting the road, pointing the direction.
Ryosuke ran in the corridor, and when passing by a room, he stopped.
Sasuke was inside.
Taking a child to escape would obviously be very troublesome...
Ryosuke hesitated for half a second, then switched to Star Platinum and forcibly tore the heavy metal door out.
Saving once is saving, saving twice is also saving.
"Brother Ryosuke!"
Sasuke's eyes were red and swollen, with a heavy nasal tone.
Ryosuke said, "Danzo wants to kill us. Do you want to leave or not?"
"Leave!"
The young little Sasuke and Ryosuke, who knew nothing about the plot, had no idea that in tonight's disaster, Sasuke was actually the safest spectator.
They only acted based on the information at hand and made the most correct judgment of the moment.
Buzz! Buzz!
A sharp alarm sounded overhead.
Ryosuke picked up Sasuke in one arm and, relying on Star Platinum, charged forward.
In such a narrow space, plus Danzo's strict order not to hurt Sasuke, after all, with Uchiha Itachi's threat there, between his subordinates' lives and his own, which was more important, Danzo still understood clearly, so the Root ninjas didn't dare throw kunai wildly, didn't dare use ninjutsu casually, and could only fight with taijutsu.
But if that Blue Beast of Konoha didn't show up, who could win in taijutsu against Star Platinum?
For a time, Ryosuke was like breaking through bamboo, like entering an uninhabited realm. So-called ambushes and sneak attacks were completely useless under Star Platinum's precision and speed.
Within two meters of Ryosuke was an absolute vacuum zone.
From underground all the way to the surface, he smashed through dozens of heavy sealed gates.
The Root ninjas who besieged at first were full of confidence, thinking it was just a useless man and a child, why would so many people need to mobilize?
But in the instant of crossing hands, confidence turned into anger and disbelief.
Until now, watching Ryosuke stepping out of the underground base, bathed in moonlight, one by one these battle-hardened ninjas' faces showed irrepressible fear.
The Third Ninja World War had ended less than ten years ago.
Many of them were veterans who had once been on the battlefield… old ninjas.
Ryosuke's back reminded them of those past heroes on the battlefield who fought against hundreds alone.
Even if they were restricted by Lord Danzo's orders, still…
The Root ninjas looked back.
Blood filled the way, one by one elites collapsed in pools of blood, their life or death unknown.
This combat power was simply too terrifying.
Seeing Ryosuke about to leave, one Root member subconsciously stepped forward, only to meet Ryosuke's sideways glance.
"Scram!"
All the ninjas were stunned by that roar, froze in place, and didn't dare take a single step to pursue.
Star Platinum smashed the base entrance with a punch.
The lintel collapsed, huge chunks of stone shattered, completely burying the underground entrance.
———
Bang!
Danzo slammed the table with a fist, expression sinister, like a ghost, eyes sharp and venomous as if to pierce through the screen and tear a piece of flesh from Ryosuke.
"Danzo, you've gone too far."
An old voice came from behind Danzo.
Danzo turned off the monitoring screen. The screen turned pitch-black, reflecting the figure of the newcomer.
Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen.
"What's too far?" Danzo asked.
Sarutobi's voice slightly rose, tone gradually filling with anger.
"Do I still need to remind you?"
"Yes. Of course I need reminding."
Danzo turned and faced Sarutobi, gaze open and frank, without the slightest dodge.
"Is it about me ordering Uchiha Itachi to kill the entire Uchiha clan? Or about me wanting to kill Uchiha Ryosuke, causing this chaos? Or about me ordering people to collect Uchiha corpses?"
Danzo stood up, hands clasped behind his back, standing before Sarutobi.
"You're not an idiot, if you were, I would've killed you and taken the seat long ago, you know everything. So I ask, 'What exactly do you mean by too far?' so I can give you an accurate answer."
Sarutobi was silent.
For a full thirty seconds without a word, he flicked his sleeve and left.
———
Tonight was destined to be a busy night.
Blades flashing, kunai waving from Konoha ninjas, familiar or not, who rushed out of corners, and every now and then genjutsu users dragged Ryosuke into illusions.
Fortunately, Ryosuke discovered that pain could free him from genjutsu's influence, so he ordered Star Platinum to "gently" poke him every few seconds.
If someone familiar with Konoha's structure carefully checked the groaning ninjas on the ground, they would notice no famous ninja was among them.
There was no Byakugan of the Hyuga clan, no Ino-Shika-Cho, no Aburame bugs, none of the old families.
Ryosuke was never arrogant.
Uchiha Itachi was just a half-grown child; he couldn't be the village's strongest ninja. Why did no other strong ones come to stop him?
Ryosuke thought all the way and found the answer in his heart, 'This matter is dirty.'
The real strong ones and old families weren't stupid.
The annihilation of the Uchiha clan in one night, such filthy rotten business, was like yellow mud falling into pants, whoever touched it was disgusting.
All the clans found excuses to stay shut indoors.
Those who came to intercept were basically powerless nobodies, corporate-slave ninjas who, when the boss sent an order at midnight, had to climb out of their wife's bed to reply "Received" immediately.
Naturally, they had nothing to do with strength.
"Hold on, we'll be out soon." Ryosuke gently patted Sasuke's little head.
Sasuke looked toward the direction of his home.
A place without family could no longer be called home, it was just an empty box stuffed with sad memories.
"Where are we going?" Sasuke asked.
"I don't know."
Ryosuke didn't know this world much more than Sasuke. "But surely there's a place where we can live like humans."
"What if there isn't?"
Ryosuke was silent for a moment, then said, "There will be."
Sasuke nodded hard.
He heard wind behind, caught a glimpse of cold light flying toward Ryosuke.
"Careful!" Sasuke warned.
Before the sound fell, a kunai froze in the air.
Star Platinum precisely pinched the flying kunai, turned, stepped forward, body arched, powerful arm snapping like a whip as it hurled the kunai back.
Bang!
A thunderous sonic boom exploded in the air, and the kunai grazed past a man's ear.
"Well, that was dangerous. So this is the so-called 'invisible guardian' in the records? A never-heard-of ability."
A lazy, frivolous voice came from the shadows.
A man landed lightly, blocking Ryosuke's path, standing casually, holding a small book, wearing a mask, forehead protector covering one eye.
"Two little friends, no passage ahead."
Ryosuke stopped.
White hair, lazy demeanor, one eye covered…
Ryosuke remembered him, a very famous character. A name long heard of slipped out of his mouth, "Gojo Satoru?"
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