Naruto: Minato Namikaze, born evil

Chapter 44 Assassination

At the same time, in the hot spring village 20 kilometers away from Konoha.

Inside a hot spring inn, Tsunade leaned back against the hot spring pool with her head tilted back and her arm resting on her forehead, looking somewhat dejected.

Minato Namikaze…

With the image of a certain blond-haired boy flashing through her mind, Tsunade sighed wistfully.

How could this happen?

When exactly did it start?

Unbeknownst to her, Minato had quietly taken over every corner of her life in a harmless manner.

The other person would go grocery shopping and cook with her, patiently help her choose clothes, coax her to be happy when she was angry, play dice and cards with her, and occasionally watch the sunset together in the yard.

Despite being younger than Nawaki, he takes care of Nawaki like an older brother.

Even she was being cared for gently by the other party…

In fact, she regretted it the moment she left the village.

Especially when she thought about how Kushina had always harbored ill intentions towards Minato, and how her departure had given her an opportunity to take advantage of him, she couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness in her heart.

But recalling her hasty and resolute attitude when she left, she felt too embarrassed to go back like that.

At the very least... we should develop that ninjutsu before going back.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing!

But what can I do after I go back?

In fact, the customs in the ninja world are quite open.

A fourteen-year age difference is not a problem.

The master-disciple relationship is not an obstacle.

What Tsunade truly found hard to accept was Minato's current age!

I actually... never mind, never mind!

Perhaps it was because Minato was only five years old that she ignored the 'threat' from the other party.

The other person's precocious mindset caused her to subconsciously overlook their age, which led to the change in her mindset.

But the most troublesome thing about emotions is that even if you can clear your mind, you might not be able to make a rational choice...

This is also the thing that troubles Tsunade the most right now.

Should we let things take their natural course, or cut the Gordian knot?

She leaned against the edge of the hot spring pool, lost in deep thought.

How does Minato view me?

Will you think I'm a pervert?

He's so smart, he must be able to figure something out, right?

How should I face him?

Suddenly, a cloud of smoke exploded, and Tsunade felt her body sink. The hot spring water turned into warm, sticky liquid, and the surrounding environment became pitch black.

"Reverse psychic abilities?"

Tsunade reacted instantly.

Because the wet bone forest where the slug's true form resides is unsuitable for human survival, every time she is reverse-sentenced, she is directly enveloped in the slug's body.

"Tsunade, someone has broken into your house. Minato told me to notify you immediately. Also, Nawaki and Kushina are inside my clone, so you don't need to worry."

The sound of slugs came from the darkness, and then the reverse communication was quickly dispelled.

wow-

Tsunade fell into the hot spring water again. After a brief moment of stunned silence, a fierce and murderous aura suddenly appeared between her brows and eyes!

Watergate is in danger!

Damn it, who did this?!

I just left Konoha and someone's already eyeing Minato?

Without bothering to dry herself, she quickly put on her clothes, climbed over the wooden fence of the women's bathhouse, and rushed towards Konoha at top speed.

Meanwhile, at Tsunade's house.

Minato and his two wooden clones ate their meal, pondering the other party's intentions.

There were four people: one guarded outside Kushina's window, one guarded the middle of his and Kushina's room, and the other two were in his room.

Judging from the formation, the opponent was intentionally trying to prevent him from supporting Kushina.

If that's the case, then the two people in the room might not have intended to kill him, but rather to stall him. Otherwise, given that he's the grandson of the First Hokage, he should at least have been chosen for an assassination mission.

Based on this, the other party is probably from the village, with Danzo being the most likely candidate.

We need to get to know the specifics to understand.

If it really is Danzo…

Ah!

Having made his plans in mind, Minato gave a hand gesture.

"I'm full!"

Kushina put down her chopsticks: "I'm going to take a shower later, so you guys can come a little later~"

As she spoke, she walked briskly toward the room.

"I'm full too. Wait a minute, Kushina."

Minato followed closely behind: "Have you finished reading the manga that Nawaki lent you last time?"

"I've finished reading it. I'll get it for you when I get back to my room."

"Okay, thanks."

Minato called out towards the living room, "You're the last one to finish eating, Nawaki!"

"Okay..."

Rope Tree's tone was helpless.

Minato smiled, turned around, and went into the bedroom.

The door had just closed when, in the next second, a towel reeking of sedatives was placed over his mouth!

Bang!

The figure of the water gate disappeared, leaving behind a wooden stake.

"A substitution technique?"

Suddenly, two figures dressed in Cloud Shadow attire and wearing masks appeared in the room.

"People from Kumogakure?"

Minato leaned against the wall, watching the two men warily.

"The plan has failed, so we have no choice but to take drastic measures."

The two exchanged a glance and quickly launched an attack on the water gate.

Ding--

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the bedroom.

In the brief exchange, Minato deliberately revealed two openings, discovering that the two people in front of him indeed had no intention of killing.

"Oh no, Kushina!"

Minato feigned anxiety, turned around, smashed the window, and rushed into the courtyard. The two people inside the house followed closely behind.

Just then, the glass in Kushina's room shattered, and the lurkers guarding her window and those in the corridor surrounded her.

puff--

In an instant, Kushina in the bedroom was stabbed through the chest by a long sword.

"Wood Release: Wood Splintering Technique!"

puff!

With a muffled thud, a sharp tree branch pierced the assassin's body, leaving him bewildered.

"It's a wood clone! Our operation has been exposed!"

Suddenly, the branches inside his body burst open, sprouting countless forks. He collapsed to the ground like a hedgehog, and another person inside the house hurriedly shouted into the yard.

Minato's expression turned cold: "So, you really came for Kushina..."

"The target isn't here, what do we do?"

"Mission failed, retreat!"

The mountain spirits did not hesitate; they were currently disguised as Yunyin, and their deaths were not yet a necessity.

Although he was completely loyal to Danzo, he still had biological instincts.

As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them had no intention of continuing the fight. They instantly left the courtyard and scattered to escape.

"Oh…"

Minato didn't rush to give chase. He was about to check the condition of the body when suddenly there was a loud bang, and a violent explosion occurred in Kushina's room.

To destroy the evidence...

Minato sensed the direction the three had fled, his smile turning cold.

He always felt that the most powerful aspect of Wood Release was not its power, but its functionality.

Growth, construction, reconnaissance, endurance, and... parasitism!

This inspiration still came from the clone seed; the seed's size was still too large, but the spores were much more concealed…

If it really is Danzo, even the Third Hokage couldn't protect him, because Minato never intended to give him that chance.

He had no intention of reasoning with the other party...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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