"What's wrong? Is your new body too weak, or have you played too many body-snatching games and crippled yourself?"
The word "Orochimaru" was like a branding iron, searing Toneri's sensitive nerves.
"Bastard! I am Toneri, the savior of the Ninja World, not that…!"
Boom!
A deafening explosion thoroughly interrupted Toneri's furious declaration.
Satoshi's figure vanished into thin air from the rooftop the instant before his last word left his lips. The next second, he had already appeared before Toneri.
A single hand, wreathed in a swirling vortex of violent Chakra, slammed into Toneri's cheek with the force of a thunderbolt.
Toneri's disheveled body was deeply embedded in the ruins of the collapsed wall.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and bricks and stones flew everywhere.
"Cough, cough, cough…"
Toneri slowly extricated himself from the pile of rubble, every inch of his body aching, his bones feeling as if they had come apart.
He felt terrible, utterly terrible.
As a noble member of the Ōtsutsuki clan, he should be high above, enjoying the adoration of everyone in the Ninja World.
But ever since he stepped into this cursed Konoha, what had he suffered?
First, he was forcibly branded with the name of that vile fellow, Orochimaru, his spirit trampled upon.
Now, he was actually slapped into a wall by this monstrous existence, like swatting a fly, almost unable to even pull himself out.
"Bastard! For the purification of this decaying Ninja World, for the glory of the Ōtsutsuki!"
"I must, in the name of God, personally slay you, blasphemer! And Kaguya, that equally defiled being within your body!"
Toneri's aura surged.
Of course, this fellow was in a half-crippled state now. Even if his aura surged, he was still just going to get beaten.
However, this change in aura instantly startled Kaguya within Satoshi's body.
Ever since repelling the three invading Ōtsutsuki, Satoshi had rarely chatted with Kaguya.
Kaguya also didn't bother with Satoshi, as she felt he wasn't a good person either and might persecute her at any time.
The two lived in peace.
Satoshi worked hard for the prosperity and strength of Konoha. Kaguya, on the other hand, watched the increasingly tall God tree through the transparent water wall.
And just now, Toneri's appearance made her slightly relaxed nerves tense up again. She instantly recognized that familiar and utterly repulsive aura.
It came from her other son who had sealed her back then.
Kaguya clenched her fists, her long fingernails almost piercing her palms.
It's one after another, isn't it?
That rebellious son, Hagoromo, couldn't even rest in peace after death. He left behind remnants of his soul and consciousness just to give his descendants power-ups, waiting for the day she breaks free from the seal, only to be rewarded with another Chibaku Tensei package to the moon for retirement.
Hamura, on the other hand, died cleanly, but what about his descendants? Overly full, they came down from the moon to pick a fight.
This guy calling himself Toneri had a pitifully weak Chakra fluctuation in her perception, mostly just bragging.
But Kaguya didn't know if Toneri had any hidden tricks. What if Hamura had also left him a power-up?
Kaguya hesitated for a moment, and without waiting for Satoshi to knock on the door for rent, she placed her right hand, covered in black cursed seals, on the water wall.
A majestic torrent of Chakra instantly surged through the water wall, pouring into Satoshi's body.
"Hmm?"
Satoshi's body suddenly stiffened, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
What was going on? Why was Kaguya actively paying rent?
Wasn't this like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito?
For some reason, the amount of rent was far greater than before.
As power continuously flowed in, Satoshi felt a qualitative change in the power within his body, and an indescribable pressure swept out from him.
His body seemed to have established a deeper connection with some ancient existence.
Kaguya connection, forcibly activated!
"Th-this is impossible!"
Toneri, who was still desperately trying to power up in the ruins to salvage a sliver of dignity, was utterly dumbfounded at this moment. His face, swollen like a pig's head, was filled with extreme horror and disbelief.
What did he see?
This bastard actually commanded Kaguya, the progenitor of Chakra, like a Tailed Beast? How did he do it?
The arrogant Toneri suddenly felt an emotion called uneasiness. He seemed to have been, just a tiny bit, reckless. He wondered if it was still too late to retreat now.
Clearly, it was too late.
He was sent flying like a broken sack, without even a chance to let out a scream.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Slap after slap, Satoshi used Toneri as a spinning top.
Just then, the corner of Satoshi's eye caught a glimpse of Neji being surrounded by a group of puppets in the distance.
With a casual flick of his hand, the giant Gunbai whistled through the air, smashing the puppets attacking Neji into a pile of parts.
And at this moment, Konoha's ninjas finally rushed over.
Tsunade and Jiraiya were at the forefront. They wanted to ask their former comrade what exactly he intended to do.
"Orochimaru!" Tsunade roared, lunging forward.
As Toneri landed clumsily, she fiercely grabbed his tattered collar, lifting him off the ground.
Looking at the disfigured face before her, Tsunade's rage was practically spewing forth.
"What exactly do you want to do?! Time and time again, you're like a lingering ghost! What do you want to do to Konoha this time?!"
Toneri was so battered that he barely had the strength to keep up his pretense, groaning indistinctly. "I... I am not Orochimaru, I am Ōtsutsuki…"
Before he could finish, Tsunade's fist, as big as a sandbag, carrying years of suppressed anger and the pain of her comrade's betrayal, slammed fiercely into Toneri's face.
Bang!
Toneri flew backward dozens of meters, crashing through half a broken wall and embedding himself in an even larger pile of ruins and rubble.
"You…"
Toneri struggled to lift his head. "Foolish mortals, you will pay the price for your actions."
After saying that, he simply and thoroughly fainted.
Thump... Thump...
More and more ninjas arrived. They curiously gathered around Toneri, poking him with their sword sheaths.
"Is that Orochimaru? Why does he look different from what I remember?"
Satoshi said, "Perhaps, Toneri's soul is too powerful, and Orochimaru hasn't fully gained control of the body, leading to confusion in both strength and mind."
This explanation was affirmed by the Hyuga clan.
That's right, he had to be Orochimaru now. If he wasn't Orochimaru, this matter would be troublesome.
"How should we deal with him?"
"Orochimaru is not usually hard to kill. I remember when he invaded Konoha, Hokage-sama roasted him into snake jerky, but I didn't expect him to still be alive after that."
"Has he really mastered the method of eternal life?"
"Black Zetsu must have taught Orochimaru that."
...
Satoshi stroked his chin, pondering for a long time. Holding the unconscious Toneri, he stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.
"Let's seal him on the moon. I'll go myself. It'll be a good chance to check on Black Zetsu's seal as well."
"The moon?"
Everyone looked up in unison, their gazes fixed on the moon.
Could one just go to that thing casually?
Kaguya, at the mention of the word "moon," stiffened abruptly, as if struck by an invisible current.
Having been up there for thousands of years, she now reacted to that word.
"Everyone has worked hard these past few days. Come to finance tomorrow morning to collect your overtime pay, fifty thousand ryo each. It's not much, but it's a token of appreciation."
Inaho and Tekka exchanged glances, then straightened their backs.