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The last syllable of her name sealed the command. Her body was yanked inside, her chains vanishing with a snap of golden light.
Bee slammed the lid shut.
The forest fell eerily quiet for a moment, the oppressive chakra dissipating into nothing.
Bee staggered, sweat pouring down his brow. His breathing was ragged, his muscles trembling. Using the Kohaku no Jōhei had torn at his reserves, devouring his chakra like a bottomless pit. Even with the Eight-Tails inside him, the strain was immense. He bent one knee to the dirt, panting.
"Damn… girl… put up… a fight."
And then a shimmer of chakra pulsed beside him.
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It had been only a few days earlier, in the command tent of the Third Raikage. The heavy atmosphere was lit by a single lantern. Maps were strewn across the table.
Kaien, barely a boy yet already sharp-eyed, hovered at the edge of the room. His small hands clutched at his chakra theory book, but his gaze never wavered. When he finally spoke, his voice carried the unfiltered bluntness of a child.
"Uncle Renga. If we capture the Konoha beast host, Uncle Bee will use so much chakra—" He spread his arms wide, exaggerating the size with childish seriousness. "—like this much! He'll be drained, even if he wins."
Renga frowned, lowering his arms. "Then once Kushina Uzumaki is sealed, Bee can rest. After he replenishes his chakra, he will rejoin the young Lord Ay. That will ensure we dominate the field."
Kaien shook his head fiercely, his black hair bouncing. "No! No, no, Uncle Renga. Even a few moments—just a few—of weakness could turn against us. If Uncle Bee is tired, Konoha will throw everything at him. They'll try to rescue their host or try to capture our own."
He stumbled slightly on the words, but pushed through, his determination childlike and raw. "If that happens, even if the jin… the jinchu— the beast host is sealed, they'll try to capture Uncle Bee to compensate for their jin--chu--ki" [A/N: Kaien not able to spell Jinchuriki]
Renga raised a brow. "And what do you suggest, little strategist?"
Kaien puffed out his chest, trying to look older than he was. "When Uncle Bee uses the sealing tool grandfather said, you stay hidden. The second it's done, you teleport him and the jar to here. and then right away! No waiting, no fighting. You go straight to Grandfather."
The boy's voice softened, almost pleading. "You're too important to waste. You can't get caught."
For a moment, silence filled the tent. The Raikage's deep chuckle rumbled at the edge, though his face remained stern. "Hmph. Even a child sees the risk. Perhaps you're right, Kaien."
Renga exhaled, studying the boy. "So you would have me abandon the field at the most critical moment."
Kaien nodded, his expression stubborn. "Because it's not about winning one battle. It's about keeping the jin...chu...ki of konoha, so they bent to our will."
The boy's words hung heavy. Even in their childish cadence, the logic was sharp.
Renga's eyes softened briefly. He reached out, resting a hand on the boy's head. "You think like a Raikage already."
Kaien grinned, a tooth missing from the side of his smile. "Then listen to me, Uncle Renga. Don't be a fool."
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Renga landed heavily on the scorched ground, the morning sky behind him split with streaks of fire and chakra. Ahead, Bee knelt in exhaustion, the Kohaku no Jōhei chained to his back like a cursed burden.
"Bee-sama," Renga's voice cut through the haze, sharp and commanding, "can you manage a partial transformation? I will teleport you straight to Kumogakure."
Bee tilted his head, panting but still trying to keep up his swagger. "Not needed in rapping… I can walk it out, tapping."
Renga's eyes narrowed. He didn't have time for bravado. "This isn't a request. It's an order from Kaien-dono. With Raikage-sama engaged at the front, Kaien and Aya-sama's directives take precedence. You must comply."
Bee flinched, hearing Renga's tone. Orders were orders, and he couldn't ignore the chain of command, not now. He sighed, muttering to Gyūki inside him.
"Lend me a bit more, partner. Just enough to wrap it up."
A low, rumbling growl resonated within his mind. You're already at your limit, Bee. But fine… I'll give you a tail's worth.
Red chakra bubbled up around Bee's body, coating him in Gyūki's shape. Eight tails whipped into the air, shuddering as they formed, each movement costing him more strength. His breath came ragged, but he forced himself to stabilize the cloak.
"That should be enough," Renga muttered. His hands began to weave through a long sequence of seals, each stroke etched with sharp precision. The air around him distorted, warping like water bending under unseen pressure. His body trembled; Heavenly Transportation was no small feat, especially when carrying both a jinchūriki and the Kohaku No Johei.
The ground beneath them cracked, light flaring in thin streams. Then with a thunderous whum, the space around Bee folded in on itself. His figure blurred, then vanished into the void—Bee and the Kohaku no Jōhei ripped from the battlefield in an instant, flung toward the heart of Kumogakure.
The backlash slammed Renga to one knee. Sweat poured down his face, and his chakra veins screamed in protest. He dug out a handful of energy pills from his pouch, biting down on them one after the other. The bitter taste flooded his mouth, but the surge steadied his breath.
He staggered back to his feet. Renga's jaw tightened. "Bee-sama is safe and the konoha's jinchuriki is successfully captured. That's what matters." Adjusting his cloak, he turned away from the scorched ground and began to run back toward camp, every step heavy but unyielding.
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A/N: Hints left in previous chapters... were you able to find them?😉
Chaper 23: Renga will assist you...
Chapter 20: "No. You should seal their beast host and have Uncle Renga transport it back here. Safer. And faster. For that Uncle Renga should also go to the battlefield."
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