Naruto: I am invincible with my full body.

A question mark slowly appeared above Sakumo's head?

What news? You've always been with me, haven't you?

Where does the information come from?

"Hey, Brother Sakumo, you don't understand. This guy is the descendant of the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki. He should be the candidate Jinchuriki of the Kumo Ninja!"

Takahashi Yong pointed at the unconscious Fukai and said.

Sakumo also looked at Fukai's face carefully. The distinct green and white hair was indeed very distinctive.

"He doesn't look like the Jinchuriki who died in the camp, but he does have some similarities with the Eight-Tails' first Jinchuriki."

"Whatever, I'm pretty sure this guy is a Jinchuriki candidate, but he doesn't have the Eight-Tails in him!"

Takahashi Yuichi interrupted Sakumo's memories with a wave of his hand and spoke to Sakumo in a decisive tone.

He carried Fukai on his shoulders and told Sakumo to go back.

"But brother Sakumo, how do you know what the first generation of the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki looked like?"

Taking advantage of the wind resistance broken by Takahashi Isamu and using wind-attribute chakra, Sakumo followed Takahashi Isamu very effortlessly and looked at him with strange eyes.

"Photos, Takahashi, please stop being so out of touch with the times! People of our age need to keep up with the times."

……

"Oh, sorry, I always forget your age when I'm with you. I remember you were only 16, right?"

……

Takahashi Yong ran at full pace, making Fukai on his shoulders dizzy.

They traveled until nightfall and still hadn't reached the campsite, so they set up camp at Shuo Mao's suggestion.

Fukai was tied up tightly with materialized murderous aura, making it difficult for him to breathe. Now Fukai has woken up and spoke to Takahashi Isamu who was leaning against a tree.

"Why are you tying me up? There are no prisoners in the Hidden Cloud Village!"

Takahashi Isamu sat beside the bonfire lit by Sakumo, enjoying the warmth brought by the bonfire in the mountains where the temperature difference between day and night is large.

"Oh yeah, you reminded me."

Upon hearing this, Takahashi materialized a ball of murderous aura and stuffed it into Fukai's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue to commit suicide.

Fukai was bound by murderous aura like a red cicada pupa, twisting and struggling on the ground. Because his mouth was blocked, he could only make hesitant sounds.

Shuomao appeared from nowhere, holding several fresh silver fish strung together with a straw rope in his hand.

"That's all there is in the streams around here. I've been here for a long time, and there's nothing else."

"You might go hungry tonight, Takahashi."

Sakumo looked very guilty for not being able to catch more prey, but this might not satisfy Takahashi Isamu's desire.

"Hey~ Brother Sakumo, it's a mission period, it's okay to be hungry, just treat me to a meal when you return to the village."

Takahashi Yong did not explain. With the help of [Unbreakable Perseverance], he ate a lot and did not feel hungry for a long time, unless he was injured like before.

"Okay! Takahashi, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

Sakumo felt even more guilty. Sakumo is really a good-natured person.

"Let me grill it. Takahashi, you may not know this, but I actually have another title, 'The Little Prince of Fried River Fish'."

"Grilled fish is a piece of cake!"

"Okay! Brother Sakumo, it's up to you tonight!"

……

Bang!

Fukai, who was tied up tightly, was thrown in front of Danzo by Takahashi Isamu.

Didn’t I tell you to put on the pressure?

How come he came back in just one day? And brought back a Cloud Ninja?

"He, the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki candidate!"

Takahashi Isamu pointed at Fukai on the ground, wanting to see Danzo's reaction.

"Oh~ Do you have a special physique? One that can suppress the tailed beasts."

Danzo was slightly surprised and looked at Fukai who looked like a cicada pupa.

"Brother Takahashi, how can you be so rude? This is our future talent of Konoha."

Danzo said with a righteous look on his face, looking like he had never met a good general.

Takahashi Yong: "No! Brother Danzo, he is Ai's cousin, what the hell are you trying to win over!"

"Ah~? Then why did you bring him back? Lan, drag him out and kill him!"

Danzo's interest waned greatly. These people from the Hidden Cloud Village were all reckless men who would rather die than surrender. It was a complete waste of expression.

"No! Brother Danzo, he's the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki candidate! But he doesn't have the Eight-Tails!"

Seeing that Danzo didn't get the point, Takahashi Yong anxiously hinted.

“Ah↓↑!”

Danzo suddenly retreated tactically!

The door curtain was immediately opened and a big hand stretched out.

"Lan, spare his life!"

Danzo pushed aside the messy documents on the table and showed himself to be a master of desktop cleaning.

He spread the map in his arms on the table, and took out a small map of the surrounding area of ​​the Hidden Cloud Village, the same one that Sakumo had.

He completely understood what Takahashi Isamu meant!

Yaoi had an accident!!

Danzo had never fought a battle with such a great advantage!

The Raikage was seriously injured and the Eight-Tails died!

A gentleman keeps his talents to himself and waits for the right time!

Now is the right time!

If not now, when?

As for the second tail? It's just Takahashi Isamu's plaything! Even Sakumo can hold it back. If he can break through the defense, he might be able to kill it directly.

"Lan! Is there anyone left behind? Quick! War meeting!"

"Call in all the jonin with flowers on their shoulders, ugh!"

Danzo was writing and drawing on the map like a madman, leaving Takahashi Isamu and Sakumo aside.

Takahashi and Sakumo smiled at each other, and Sakumo shrugged, as if to say, Lord Danzo is like this, I'm used to it.

The senior ninjas walked in with joy on their faces. During this period, the war meetings held were nothing more than the Cloud Village announcing surrender or notifying people to return to the village.

However, seeing that Danzo had already started studying the map, they all stopped smiling.

Accident?

The jonin frowned. What kind of accident could happen now?

Seeing that Takahashi Isamu and Sakumo were both sitting steadily at the table, the jonins finally put their minds at ease.

Yamanaka Arashi, who was very knowledgeable about the ways of the world, brought the brewed tea and placed it in front of Takahashi Sakumo, then stood aside.

Since the others, including Shan Zhonglan, did not take their seats, the tent was naturally crowded with people.

There was no discussion, no whispering, just silent watching of the busy Danzo.

This commander, who always faces the Third Generation Thunder directly, has already won their trust. Although the effect is not good, he always runs on the front line of the battlefield, intending to stop the Thunder Shadow.

Although he was defeated by the Raikage, no one blamed him because he had tried his best.

The silence and tense atmosphere filled the entire tent and seemed to overflow.

The atmosphere of the camp seemed to be infected by the breath of the command tent, and the sparse and tiny sounds disappeared unknowingly.

The entire camp seemed to have come to a halt, and all the people in the camp could not help but stop what they were doing.

All eyes in the camp seemed to be focused on this tent, and thousands of eyes outside were looking at the busy Danzo through the tent cloth.

Takahashi Isamu also felt this suffocating atmosphere. He felt that Danzo must be very popular among the people in the eastern defense zone. The morale was about to poke a hole in the sky.

at last.

Danzo put down the pen he was writing and drawing, and looked at the ninjas who had been following him in the tent.

His eyes were bloodshot with madness, and he asked firmly.

"you……"

"Want revenge?!"