The interior decoration of the Raikage Building was extremely simple, completely matching the Raikage's temperament—rigid and tough.
"tsk tsk, look at someone else's office building, then look at the Hokage Building—no comparison at all."
"That hardcore macho vibe."
Facing Gekko Chizan's sigh, Chōmei felt nothing at all. In his eyes, no place was more comfortable than where he was now.
When it came to fighting, Chizan might not be the strongest, but when it came to hiding things and finding things, he was absolutely top-tier.
Back then, relying on Transparent Release, he had even secretly read the Scroll of Seals, and had once staged a complete looting of the treasury in the Salamander's castle.
Now, he perfectly embodied what it meant for a fierce tiger to enter the mountains!
His sixth sense was fully activated as he began weaving through the Raikage Building.
But after half an hour, he was dumbfounded.
Where were the things?
Where were the forbidden techniques?
Why was there not even a single storage place in such a huge Raikage Building???
"Stunned, huh? You think everywhere is like Konoha or Amegakure, where you have to keep things right by your side?"
"Maybe they deliberately put them somewhere else."
Chizan selectively ignored Chōmei's mockery. He was thinking—thinking about where that damn big idiot would put the forbidden techniques.
He had searched the entire Raikage Building except the Raikage's office. Could it be that this guy really put everything in the office?
That didn't make sense. With that Fourth Raikage's personality—every time he went out, he would break a window before opening a door—wasn't he afraid the wind would blow everything away?
After all, the Raikage Building was built on a mountain. The wind up there was no joke.
Forget it. If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger cub?
It's just the Fourth Raikage.
"Chōmei, prepare the scale powder. If that Fourth Raikage is inside and highly alert, let him sleep a few more days."
"If he dies, so be it. We'll still need his combat power later. He's a brute, but his strength is pretty good."
Mentioning the Fourth Raikage made Gekko Chizan grind his teeth—two of his finger bones were broken, and it hurt like hell.
Once both man and bug were fully prepared, Gekko Chizan finally arrived at the door of the Raikage's office.
Open the door?
What a joke.
He was a shinobi—how could he choose such an easily exposed method?
As for how to get in, a single Transformation Technique was enough.
Gekko Chizan turned into a small insect and flew in through the crack under the door.
Then he saw a burly man lying flat on the floor, snoring loudly.
Good grief—this really was something.
Calling him a brute was absolutely accurate. Who just sleeps on the floor like that?
Not afraid of catching a cold??
That huge snot bubble—damn, this guy was sleeping soundly.
"Chōmei, scale powder!"
"Give him the deluxe ten-day premium sleep package!"
Gekko Chizan didn't hesitate at all. His motto was caution—since the guy was right in front of him, letting him retain any ability to resist was absolutely unacceptable.
Chōmei had long been unable to hold back. Hearing Gekko Chizan's words, he immediately flung out a massive amount of condensed scale powder.
The powder completely enveloped the Fourth Raikage.
Gekko Chizan and Chōmei watched as the scale powder sent the Fourth Raikage into even deeper sleep.
Even the snot bubble grew bigger.
"That's it? This guy didn't react at all?"
Gekko Chizan had originally thought this guy would be extremely alert, maybe even wake up. He had prepared backup measures.
The Flying Thunder God was already clenched in his hand, ready to activate at any moment.
As long as he sent the Fourth Raikage out of Kumogakure, everything would be fine. He could send him back later.
But he had never expected this guy to sleep this deeply.
He didn't even notice being ambushed??
"Chizan, I think this guy is really exhausted. Maybe it's because he has to pay off debts?"
"You heard what those kids said earlier—Kumogakure's situation isn't good right now."
Gekko Chizan nodded. This was the only explanation that made sense.
Thinking about the Fourth Raikage, as the Raikage, still desperately taking missions to pay off debts—why did it make him want to laugh so much?
"Whatever. Let's start searching."
The Raikage's office was huge. Besides the desk, there was a large open area filled with fitness equipment.
On the other side stood an enormous bookshelf.
Without even thinking, Gekko Chizan walked straight toward the bookshelf. According to his sixth sense, this was it.
"Chizan, wait—"
"Mhm, no need to say it. There's a restriction..."
Even without Chōmei saying anything, Gekko Chizan could tell at a glance that the cabinet in front of him had restrictions—some kind of anti-theft measure.
Storing forbidden techniques in the Raikage's office and protecting them with restrictions—tsk tsk, a fairly standard approach.
Unfortunately, Gekko Chizan was also top-tier at breaking restrictions.
As for how he acquired that skill…
Sigh. It was a long story full of tears.
Back then, when he wanted to sneak into Orochimaru's laboratory to steal materials, how many restrictions had Orochimaru placed to guard against his "adorable disciple"?
All kinds of defensive restrictions had been used. In the end, instead of stopping him, they had trained Gekko Chizan into an expert.
Circling the bookshelf once, Gekko Chizan spotted five talismans and felt chakra fluctuations from them.
"Five-seal barrier-type defenses."
"Once triggered, they'll cause a chakra reaction. As for what kind of effects they'll produce, that's unknown."
"If the five seals can't be removed simultaneously, it'll fail and trigger the barrier."
"Not bad methods—but a bit outdated."
Gekko Chizan gave a disdainful smile. This technique wasn't even as good as Orochimaru's.
Enough talk. Breaking the barrier and restrictions was what mattered.
"Crystal Release: Barrier-Breaking Nails!"
With a flick of his hand, he used Crystal Release to create five long nails, injecting chakra into them. Under his control, all five nails were perfectly positioned.
"Chizan, are you sure this will be fine?"
"Why do I feel like the moment you drive those nails in, the seals are going to explode?"
Chōmei didn't know why, but something felt off. With his perspective of living for who-knows-how-many years, the seals on this bookshelf seemed problematic everywhere.
But Gekko Chizan didn't care in the slightest.
"Relax, Chōmei. I've broken this kind of defensive restriction countless times."
"It's just a five-seal barrier. I'll destroy it in minutes."
Without another thought, he swung his hand—breaking the formation began.
The five long nails stabbed straight into the seals.
"Crack!"
Clearly, the nails pierced the sealing talismans, but the sound that rang out was like thunder.
Gekko Chizan: This is bad… that sound isn't right…
Chōmei: See? What did I tell you…
Gekko Chizan's crystal nails had already destroyed the five talismans, but in the next second, flashes of lightning began to flicker across the bookshelf.