Naruto: I am invincible with my full body.

"Haven't you finished talking yet?"

"How dare that kid Ai have any objections?"

Takahashi Yong wandered around the camp for another two days, and five days had passed since the door of Yunyin was kicked open.

"Brother Gaoqiao, it's not that he has a problem, but he is too seriously injured and often in a coma..."

Sakumo squatted in front of the tent, holding a bowl of multi-grain noodles, and said to Takahashi Yong helplessly.

Takahashi Yong listened to Danzo "scolding the sky" at Ai in the tent, and he must have spit all over Ai's face.

Danzo's request should not be much different from losing sovereignty and humiliating the country.

"Brother Shumao, are you sure you are too seriously injured..."

Takahashi Yuya squatted next to Sakumo, holding a large bowl of noodles in his hand, and asked Sakumo in confusion.

"Hey~"

Sakumo shook his head.

"There's nothing we can do. Brother Danzo is also doing this for the good of Konoha. He wants to delay the development of Kumogakure as much as possible."

Takahashi Yong looked at Sakumo in surprise and pointed to the desolate Kumogakure Village in front of him.

"Brother Sakumo, don't keep listening to brother Danzo's nonsense! Do you think it's necessary to grow in this situation?"

Sakumo also sighed as he looked at the village where almost all the villagers had fled.

"Brother Takahashi, don't underestimate the five great nations. They recover very quickly!"

Hearing Danzo's voice from behind, Takahashi Isamu and Sakumo moved to the sides, leaving a space for Danzo in the middle.

Danzo looked at the two men squatting at the entrance of the tent with disdain, leaving space for himself and motioning to join them.

"Hey~"

Since both brothers have invited me, I will do it with reluctance.

Danzo also squatted down between the two of them.

Takahashi Yong watched Yamanaka Arashi bring a bowl of noodles to Danzo and couldn't help but urge him.

"No, brother Danzo, we can't even start the fire in the camp. There are not many animals in the Land of Lightning, and we've been eating noodles all day..."

"Let that kid go. You can make me faint three or four times a day."

Danzo took a big sip of his chopsticks, and when he heard Takahashi Yong's complaints, he spoke unhappily.

"Brother, it's easy for me to relax and ask for a few words, but how can I be worthy of my brothers who have been through thick and thin together..."

The three of them were silent.

Don't be like this, Master Danzo!

strangeness!

It’s so strange!

"But there really isn't enough food, and we can't buy any..."

Danzo looked at the noodles in the three people's bowls (basins). Although they were called noodles, they were actually powder made from various coarse grains, which were then kneaded and cooked into a multi-grain batter.

"I see the brothers are enjoying their meal."

Sakumo finished the noodles in two or three mouthfuls.

"That's because we won, okay, Sakumo-san."

Takahashi Yong buried his head in the big basin and fought hard. Since he had eaten all the supplies at the gate of the camp, the cook always gave him a big basin with a guilty look on his face.

They also felt that it was their fault for not being able to feed Lord Takahashi Isamu.

Several Cloud Ninjas in white coats lifted Ai and carefully walked around the three squatting people.

They don't even have enough to eat because all the food has been stolen by Konoha's 'bandits'. Now they can only eat low-quality military ration pills.

Takahashi Yong drank up all the "noodles" in the bowl. There was nothing he could do as the kind-hearted Mr. Takahashi just couldn't bear to see the food being wasted.

Sakumo and Danzo looked at Takahashi Isamu with distressed expressions.

"I'm sorry to have wronged you, brother Takahashi. When we get back to Konoha, I'll treat you to Akimichi BBQ!"

"What kind of barbecue are you eating?" Takahashi Yong looked at the two old brothers with dissatisfaction.

"When we get back to the village, the crops on my farm should be ready. I'll treat you two to some of the food I grew!"

Sakumo and Danzo looked at each other.

"it is good!"

"How can Ai, this kid, have such poor mental quality? How can he be a Raikage? Damn it!"

Takahashi Yong looked up at the sky, wondering what had happened to Mitsuki and the others.

……

“Cough, cough…”

"Monkey, how are the arrangements going?"

Uzumaki Mito lay extremely weakly on the big bed in the Senju mansion.

The usual glamour and beauty is gone, and Mito's skin is now sagging and she looks very old.

Her Yin Seal could no longer maintain her appearance, and now all her chakra was used to suppress the Nine-Tails!

Tsunade looked at her worriedly.

"Lord Mito, everything has been arranged and can be carried out at any time..."

The Third Hokage's face was also filled with sorrow.

"Then let's do it tomorrow, Monkey." There was no other emotion on Mito's face, only indifference.

“……” The Third Hokage stared at Uzumaki Mito seriously, unable to speak, and just nodded silently.

"Grandma!" Tsunade exclaimed.

Mito placed his hand on the back of Tsunade's hand.

"Tsunade...I haven't seen your grandfather for a long time..."

“You should be happy!”

Mito wiped away Tsunade's tears, turned to the Sandaime and said:

"Monkey, call Kushina over here..."

The Third Hokage nodded and walked out the door.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Mito said weakly.

Step, step, step

The heavy footsteps indicated that the person coming was different.

Uzumaki Mito has gathered all of his chakra into his abdomen in preparation for transferring and stabilizing the Nine-Tails, and naturally he will not waste chakra perception.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar face walking in front of the Third Hokage. The warm breath made Mito fall into memories for a moment.

Nawaki walked to Mito's bed and said to her in a firm tone:

"I won't let someone from Uzumaki be a Jinchuriki! Grandma."

"Rope Tree!? You…"

Uzumaki Mito's blood rushed to his head and he had only one thought in his mind.

'Damn Shui Ling!'

'What did you say to Rope Tree!? '

"Grandma! We in Konoha have already failed the Uzumaki Alliance! Now we have to ask someone from the Uzumaki Alliance to be Konoha's Jinchuriki!"

"Grandpa will definitely be angry if he knows that this kind of thing happened in Konoha, the city he founded!"

No, if the first generation knew that the Uzumaki clan was wiped out and Konoha had no one to support him, he would be furious.

"Grandpa will never allow such a thing! If Konoha really doesn't have a suitable candidate, then let me do it!"

"I'll take over grandma's job and become the Nine-Tails' Jinchūriki!"

Senju Nawaki said to everyone in the room.

Tsunade was almost ashamed by what she said.

The direct lineage of Hashirama Senju had already enjoyed an extraordinary status in Konoha before Mito's death.

Whether it was going to the battlefield or canceling the Senju surname was all their own decision. Before Mito died, the Third Generation didn't dare to make any comments.

Moreover, Tsunade and Nawaki were well taken care of among the grassroots ninjas, and all the people of Konoha were grateful to the first generation.

These words spoken by Nawaki, who is only nine years old now, were like a slap in Tsunade's face: Are you worthy of being the princess of the Fire Country?

Squeezing the whirlpool allies, is this the Will of Fire?

The physical constitution of the Senju clan has deteriorated?

Can it be as bad as several generations of 'B' in the Hidden Cloud Village?

Moreover, they won’t be discriminated against as Jinchūriki!

You dare to discriminate against the descendants of the first generation? I think you have no "will of fire" at all!

"Yes, Grandpa wouldn't agree... What did I do..."

Tsunade's cheeks flushed and she muttered silently in her mind, as if she was ashamed of her previous self.

"Shengshu, don't listen to what others say. Grandma..."

Uzumaki Mito wanted to explain, but when she felt the warm breath of Nawaki, she was speechless for a moment.

He waved his hand, signaling everyone to go out.

"Milk……"

"Let me be quiet for a while, cough..."

Mito lay on the soft bed, feeling very complicated.

Did i do something wrong?

But... it would be safer for Uzumaki to be the Jinchūriki.

Hey ~

Retribution...

Hashirama, you will probably blame me...

In Mito's eyes, it was as if a boy with a melon on his head appeared, grinning at her, and his smile was exactly the same as her grandson's.