Rumors stop at the wise.
But now, they are no longer rumors.
They say that when three people claim there's a tiger, a tiger is born. And now, those whispers have turned into reality.
Sunagakure is gone.
"Lord Genji, what should we do next?~"
Terumi Mei, Jinin Akebino, and Juzo Biwa—all present.
Lord Genji gathered them for an emergency meeting.
"What should we do?"
His voice was heavy, his presence commanding, but even he had no definitive answer.
"For now, we take it one step at a time."
The disappearance of Sunagakure had shaken the very foundation of the ninja world. No one had a clue how it vanished. But, in the end, it didn't matter.
All that mattered was this:
Sunagakure, the Land of Wind—was gone.
Now, only four great nations remained.
Would another hidden village rise to claim the empty throne? Would another nation be recognized among the Five Great Shinobi Countries?
For now, it was uncertain.
The original Five Great Nations had always been a balance of power. But with the Sand Shinobi wiped out, everything had changed.
And Kirigakure—already wounded from past battles—had suffered another devastating loss.
The Yondaime Mizukage, Yagura Karatachi—dead.
Ao, the Byakugan wielder—dead.
Raiga Kurosuki, one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen—dead.
In one single mission, Mist Shinobi had lost a battalion of elite fighters.
For Kirigakure, recovering from this loss would take time.
As for domination—out of the question.
The real contenders now were Konohagakure, the Land of Fire; Iwagakure, the Land of Earth; and Kumogakure, the Land of Lightning.
Kirigakure, after this disaster, had fallen from the top tier.
It was time to lay low and rebuild.
"Why—"
Lord Genji sighed, his voice laced with frustration.
How much longer could he carry the weight of a crumbling empire on his old shoulders?
Within the Land of Earth.
Kurama and his team of four had arrived.
Their target? The Four-Tails Jinchūriki, Rōshi.
Originally, Kurama planned to handle this alone.
But Kushina insisted on coming—she claimed she wanted to see the scenery of the Land of Earth.
He had no choice but to bring her along.
Tsunade and Mikoto joined them as well.
How could Mikoto allow herself to be left alone in Konoha?
And then there was Karura—once a noblewoman of Suna, now a devoted servant. With her masters gone, she had no reason to stay behind.
So, once again, the same team that had stormed Sunagakure was assembled.
A man and three women entered the Land of Earth.
Before them lay a prosperous town.
According to Kumogakure intelligence, Four-Tails Rōshi was here.
When he wasn't wandering, he was meditating under a waterfall, twenty kilometers from the town.
"Kushina, can you sense any unique chakra?"
Even before Kurama had finished asking, Kushina had already begun.
"Hehe, Lord Kurama, there's no unusual chakra in this town. But… two thousand meters away, there's something powerful."
"Hmm, I feel it too."
If they were right, Rōshi was indeed at the waterfall.
Kumogakure's intel was reliable.
Kurama smirked.
"Cloud Shinobi sure are worried about their Jinchūriki."
Under the waterfall, water crashed against the rocks.
Rōshi was deep in training.
He was determined to master his power—to become a perfect Jinchūriki.
"Lava Release…"
Every now and then, molten rock erupted from his body, burning through the river below.
BOOM.
Steam exploded as magma clashed against the water.
But Rōshi was unsatisfied.
"Not enough. Nowhere near enough."
He sighed.
"That stubborn old man, Ōnoki, never understood me. Leaving Iwagakure was the best decision I ever made."
Then, his eyes narrowed.
Something was off.
Several figures emerged from the mist.
Men? No.
Three women and one man.
Their clothes bore no distinguishing marks.
No village insignia.
No forehead protectors.
But their presence—calm, calculated—set off every alarm in Rōshi's mind.
They were here for him.
He could see it in their eyes.
"You are…?"
Kurama stepped forward.
"You're Four-Tails Jinchūriki Rōshi, correct?"
Rōshi exhaled.
"Depends on who's asking."
Kurama's smirk widened.
"No need for formalities. We're here for one thing. The beast inside you."
Rōshi clenched his fists.
Of course.
It was always the same.
They weren't after him—they were after the Four-Tails.
Otherwise, why would a bunch of young warriors care about an old man like him?
Just as Kurama prepared to move, Mikoto placed a gentle hand on his arm.
She smiled softly.
"Lord Kurama, there's no need for you to bother with this. Allow me~!"
"Oh? Interested?"
Mikoto nodded seriously.
"Fine. Just don't kill him by accident."
"I know my limits."
Kushina, twirling a strand of crimson hair, sighed dramatically.
"Hmph, Mikoto always finds a way to steal the spotlight. Tch."
Mikoto turned back, smiling teasingly.
"Oh, are you jealous, Kushina? If you want, you can handle the next one."
Her playful words faded as she turned to face Rōshi.
Her Sharingan spun, crimson red with three tomoe gleaming in the mist.
Rōshi exhaled sharply.
Uchiha.
So, they were from Konoha after all.
Even without forehead protectors, there was no mistaking that bloodline.
The Sharingan was unmistakable.
Rōshi knew now.
They had come for the tailed beast within him.
They weren't even trying to hide it.
Did they think so little of him?
Did they think he wasn't worth the effort?
Foolish children.
Jinchūriki were not to be underestimated.
Mikoto made the first move.
"Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!"
A swarm of flaming embers shot forth.
Tiny, but deadly.
Mixed among them—shuriken, glinting in the firelight.
This was no ordinary Fire Release.
Thin wires connected the shuriken, hidden in the flames.
A classic Uchiha technique.
A simple attack—
Yet layered with lethal precision.
Kushina whistled.
"Damn, Mikoto's technique is getting cleaner."
Indeed.
Mikoto had been refining her Sharingan's finesse, focusing on the fundamentals.
Her control was exquisite.
"Fire Release, huh?"
Rōshi's expression remained neutral.
Uchiha techniques were formidable.
But he was a Jinchūriki.
The flames neared.
Rōshi leaped, dodging the incoming shuriken.
But he had miscalculated.
The wires.
Tightened.
The shuriken turned.
Rōshi's eyes widened.
He was still airborne—no ground to push off.
No way to dodge.
But Jinchūriki were not so easily caught.
A deep, rumbling chakra erupted from his body.
A dark red shroud engulfed him.
In an instant, he was covered in bubbling, burning chakra.
Tailed Beast Cloak—Activated.
"Tch… Impressive."
Mikoto grinned.
"But let's see how long you can last."
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