Chapter 319: Danzo Truly Deserves to Die
"Stop looking at me with that kind of gaze!"
Inside the Uzumaki Clan Head's hall in the Land of Whirlpools, Killer B looked at Masahiko with a face full of resentment.
"Senior, since you already gathered five hundred clones, why couldn't you wait until I finished singing to dispel them?" Killer B looked regretful, indicating that even if they were fake audience members, he didn't mind.
Masahiko's face was full of sighing. "In your eyes, am I someone who will live an exceptionally long life?"
"Uh, of course..."
"Even if I'm that long-lived, I still want to live a couple more years."
Killer B: "..."
His art of rap had been insulted.
But given the difference in strength, he still wore an ingratiating look. "Senior, how about we hold another concert? This time we'll actually sell tickets, you be the lead singer, and we won't need your clones to make up the numbers."
"Heh, you're addicted now? What's your angle this time?"
Killer B fell silent for a long time. "Yo, Senior, you haven't started a family yet, have you?"
Masahiko took a deep breath and smiled.
"What a great idea. Come, follow me outside. Let's discuss how to hold this next concert."
Overjoyed, Killer B followed Masahiko outside, continuing to flatter him. "Even your disciple Nagato's concert sold five hundred tickets. If it were yours, wouldn't it be at least two thousand?"
"Two thousand is not enough, it has to be at least ten thousand," Masahiko said as he looked around.
"Ten thousand..." Killer B's movements paused. He reached into his pocket with both hands, took out a pen and paper, and started writing. "Yo, this is the inspiration that moves me, in-spi-ra-tion!"
"Not only will it move you, it will also hurt you," Masahiko said expressionlessly.
Killer B was startled, and the Eight-Tails inside him spoke up: "Idiot, run!"
"Ah!~"
...
"Fleshy, durable, a good sandbag."
Masahiko clapped his hands, feeling incredibly refreshed inwardly. He had wanted to beat up Killer B for a long time.
If Minato hadn't flashed over with a golden gleam, he wouldn't have stopped at all.
"How are things with Nagato and Konan?"
Minato glanced at Killer B, who lay sprawled on the ground like a corpse, shook his head in pity, and turned to Masahiko. "It's alright, I suppose."
Masahiko's expression stiffened. What do you mean 'alright, I suppose'? Shouldn't Konan have thrown herself into Nagato's arms in tears of emotion?
"It's a good thing those five hundred audience members were all your clones," Minato added.
Killer B sat up with a jerk. "It shouldn't have ended like this..."
Masahiko looked down at him.
"Ah!"
Killer B suddenly let out a miserable scream and lay back down.
"Forget it, young people have their own ways of getting along. I'm old, I won't interfere. Leave it to Nagato himself." Masahiko felt like he had caused a huge mess and felt slightly guilty.
Minato: "..."
I thank you on behalf of Nagato.
For the next few days, Masahiko didn't dare to go see Nagato and Konan, only learning about their situation through Minato and Kushina.
The little single dog Nagato, under the plotting of his two single dog compatriots Masahiko and Killer B, had made a confession that couldn't possibly be any more awkward. But fortunately, the audience were all Masahiko's alt accounts, and the others were all acquaintances. No one would spread the word, so the incident wasn't completely humiliating...
All in all, Nagato had managed to express his feelings.
Although Konan was dissatisfied with this method, the fact that she didn't outright reject him meant she also had feelings for Nagato. This pair just needed time to get used to each other.
"I told you, Great Ancestor has never failed as a matchmaker." Inside Ichiraku Ramen, Masahiko let out a long sigh of relief, finally putting his heart at ease.
Opposite him, Kushina shook her head speechlessly. "You should stop playing matchmaker. You almost broke them apart."
Little Naruto was also beside them, making a face at him. "Stupid Great Ancestor."
Masahiko curled his lip. "How is it playing matchmaker randomly? If I hadn't sent you to Konoha back then, could you have married Minato? And you, Naruto, if it weren't for me, where would you have come from?"
Kushina: "...?"
"Ahem, I mean, if I hadn't sent you to Konoha and you hadn't met Minato, you might have just found some random person in the Land of Whirlpools to marry, and then given birth to a Naruko Uzumaki or something..."
Speaking of this, Masahiko sighed. "Sigh, I truly regret it a bit. Girls are so cute. This little guy is too mischievous."
Kushina shook her head speechlessly. "So that's why you tied Naruto's hair into little buns the other day?"
"Didn't you like it too?" Masahiko countered.
Naruto expressed that he felt very tired mentally.
"Speaking of which, shouldn't you be leading Kimimaro and the others on a mission today? How do you have time to bring Naruto here?"
Kushina smiled. "They just became Genin, so naturally they have to start with D-rank missions. I don't need to supervise today's mission; they are fishing by the seaside."
Masahiko smiled. Fishing could be considered a specialty mission of the Land of Whirlpools—relaxing and good for training a ninja's basic skills.
"And you, Great-Grandpa? Why aren't you hanging around with the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki today?"
"Oh, I was a bit too active with him yesterday. He probably can't get out of bed today."
Masahiko's daily routine these past few days had been beating up Killer B. Not just because of Nagato's matter, but also because out of momentary curiosity, he had flipped through Killer B's rap notebook and had his eyes burned...
Kushina almost felt sympathy for Killer B. "Nagato and Konan's relationship has stabilized. When are you going to let him go?"
Masahiko pondered for a moment, rubbed his wrist, and surprisingly felt a bit reluctant to let him leave.
"Speaking of which, jinchuriki are really durable." Masahiko shifted his gaze to Naruto.
"He's still a child," Kushina blurted out.
Masahiko paused. "Not small anymore. Six years old, time to enter the academy."
Kushina nodded. "Right, six years old. Life at the Ninja Academy is very important. I will arrange the best class for him and then trouble Uncle Gosha to be his homeroom teacher to give him the best instruction."
Masahiko fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "Mm, he does need to be properly educated."
Naruto looked left and right, hunched over the table, and whispered: "I want to go to Konoha!"
Kushina pulled Naruto into her arms and rubbed his hair with her chin. "The people in Konoha are all bad guys, we're not going."
"I want to go."
Hearing this, Kushina sighed and looked at Masahiko. "Great-Grandpa, listen to this. This is all Danzo's doing."
"You shouldn't have let him go back then. Danzo truly deserves to die!"
Masahiko smiled bitterly and shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, Chinese characters suddenly flashed before his eyes.
"Witnessed a small portion of and drastically changed the Naruto World main storyline: The Death of Danzo. Obtained 30(/8)(*8) Witness Points."
Masahiko was dumbfounded. What was going on? Did Kushina use the Great Curse Jutsu?
"The people in Konoha are all good guys. Auntie Mikoto and Grandpa Third Hokage are all good guys. In Konoha, only that guy Masahiko is bad." Naruto continued to argue softly.
Kushina grew even angrier. "The Third Hokage plotted against Minato and me back then. I knew he wasn't as kind as he appeared on the surface. And this time he stood by and did nothing; he also deserves to..."
"Stop!" Masahiko hurriedly interrupted. "Stop messing around. If you keep talking, I might die too."
Kushina: ???
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