The door to the Hokage's office shattered inward, torn apart by the force of Danzō Shimura's fury. He slammed the "Surrender Agreement of Amegakure" onto the desk, sending sparks flying from Hiruzen Sarutobi's pipe—burning tiny scorch marks into the clause that read:
"Cede two iron mines."
"You call this a surrender treaty?"
Danzō's single eye burned with rage. "They keep two thousand standing troops, pay no reparations, and you not only accepted this garbage—you stamped it with the Hokage's seal?!"
Hiruzen adjusted his hat, unfazed. "They did surrender two mines."
"Those mines are worthless—the extraction costs more than the ore!" Danzō snarled, driving a kunai into the scroll, pinning the clause on "military buffer zone withdrawal." "Is this what our elite shinobi died for? Did Amegakure surrender, or did we?"
Hiruzen traced the gilded edges of the treaty. "They've agreed to dismantle all border defenses. Their academy will adopt Konoha's curriculum—"
"Our curriculum?!" Danzō's fury spiked. "You're handing them the tools to train stronger shinobi to fight us?!"
Worse, the treaty included medical-nin training programs—effectively letting Ame harness Konoha's healing arts to breed a new generation of poison specialists.
Hiruzen pointed to the map. "The mines are just the start. Over the next decade, we'll jointly develop new sites. With education and trade, we'll bind Amegakure to us."
"Bind them? Just occupy the damn country! Military rule is faster, cleaner!"
"Occupation breeds insurgency. We'd drown in guerrilla warfare."
"So you'd rather be a coward than make Konoha great again!"
Danzō's mind flashed back to Tobirama's final moments—if only sensei had named me Hokage instead.
Hiruzen's grip whitened on his hat. "You'd incite all of Rain Country to revolt!"
"Then we kill until no one can lift a kunai!" Danzō snapped the kunai in half. "Brand their shinobi with suppression seals. Send every male over twelve to the mines. Women and children to camps. In ten years, who'd even remember 'Rain Country'?"
Silence.
Hiruzen exhaled smoke. "I am the Hokage."
Danzō flung the broken blade into the scroll.
"You'll regret this."
The Aftermath: Betrayal & Invasion
The day Ame signed its surrender, Iwagakure declared war.
Hanzo the Salamander, once a defiant warlord, folded instantly. He withdrew his forces, letting Iwa march through Rain Country unimpeded.
Within days, Rock shinobi seized northern Ame and pushed into Grass Country—Konoha's "ally."
Grass, ever the opportunist, offered token resistance before switching sides, feeding Iwa intel on Konoha's movements.
Meanwhile: A Persistent Nephew
"Number One Brother-in-Law! I'm off to the Grass front—don't forget me!"
Senju Nawaki clung to Umino Yoru's sleeve like a hyperactive puppy.
"Call me 'sensei,' you little—" Yoru rubbed his temples.
Ever since this discount-Naruto had latched onto him (courtesy of Orochimaru, who had no time to teach), life had been… explosive.
"You're my top pick! Jiraiya and Dan Kato don't stand a chance with Sis!"
"So I've been 'promoted' from third place?" Yoru's "Teaching Aura" flared. One wrong answer, and Nawaki would be **"educated"**—again.
"Hahaha! Details, details! You know you're my favorite!" Nawaki's spine tingled, memories of endless explosive tag drills flashing in his mind.
Survival Training: Boom Edition
Orochimaru had tasked Yoru with keeping Nawaki alive—specifically, ensuring he didn't blow himself up like in the original timeline.
Solution:
Earth Clone mastery (courtesy of Orochimaru's secret techniques). Explosive tag detection training (using scraps from Exploding Blades).
Result? Nawaki now had the instincts of a minefield rat.
"As long as you don't die, kid," Yoru muttered, watching him sprint off to war.