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The next morning—
Rain.
Heavy. Endless.
…
Konan walked beside Shenyue Yuan through the streets of Amegakure.
…
Both wearing Akatsuki cloaks—
…
For the first time, it actually felt like a mission.
…
What surprised Yuan—
…
No one stared.
No whispers.
No fear.
…
The villagers simply… lived.
…
She really runs this place well.
…
They passed a breakfast stall.
…
Yuan stopped.
…
After confirming Konan didn't want anything—
He bought rice balls and tamagoyaki.
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On the way back—
Two children slipped while playing.
…
About to crash into boiling oil—
…
Yuan casually grabbed both of them mid-fall.
…
"Sorry!! Thank you!!"
They ran off.
…
Yuan clicked his tongue.
…
"The whole village is basically my property."
"If you break something, can you even afford it?"
…
He paid.
…
Then paused—
…
Holding the small green frog wallet in his hand.
…
That stupid grin—
That messy blonde hair—
…
Naruto Uzumaki appeared in his mind.
…
That night—
…
Naruto had quietly stuffed the wallet into his pocket.
…
All his ramen savings.
…
Afraid his "poor senior" would starve.
…
But too proud to say it out loud.
…
"…Damn."
Yuan exhaled softly.
…
Then muttered—
"You could've just handed it to me directly."
…
He started walking again—
…
Tap.
Tap.
…
The metal staff touched the ground—
…
Guiding him through the darkness.
…
…Wait.
…
My mission is to capture Naruto.
…
"…That's awkward."
…
He thought for a moment—
…
Then grinned.
…
"Or…"
…
"Recruit him into Akatsuki?"
…
"Future Hokage and Akatsuki member aren't mutually exclusive, right?"
…
"And the Nine-Tails…"
…
"…I'll take that burden instead."
…
A pause.
…
"…Yeah."
…
"I'm such a good senior."
…
"You're smiling again."
…
Konan's voice cut in.
…
"You're about to walk straight into me."
…
Yuan stopped abruptly.
…
"Sorry."
…
She looked at him carefully.
…
"Aren't you able to sense your surroundings?"
…
"I can."
…
"But why waste chakra while walking?"
…
"..."
…
Fair enough.
…
Then—
Her gaze shifted.
…
To the frog wallet.
…
And just like that—
…
She froze.
…
The memory returned.
…
A small wooden house.
By the lake.
…
Yahiko.
Nagato.
…
And her.
…
Under the guidance of Jiraiya.
…
The happiest days.
…
Frog pajamas.
Warm light.
Simple meals.
…
And now—
…
This scene overlapped.
…
"I want… a rice ball."
…
The words slipped out unconsciously.
…
Even she paused.
…
That was inappropriate.
…
But before she could retract it—
…
A rice ball was already placed in her hand.
…
"Told you you were hungry."
…
She blinked.
…
Then quietly accepted it.
…
"…Why were you sensing me earlier?"
…
Yuan immediately shot back:
…
"You're slandering me."
…
"You were staring at my wallet first."
"I thought you were planning to steal my money."
…
"…???"
…
Konan went silent.
…
What kind of logic is that…?
…
Ten minutes later—
…
They arrived.
…
A massive steel tower.
…
The former political center of Amegakure.
…
Ninjas stood guard.
…
At the sight of Konan—
They all bowed.
…
"Angel-sama."
…
Inside—
…
The building was alive.
…
Unlike the cold Akatsuki tower.
…
Work. Movement. Purpose.
…
They climbed higher.
…
Walked through corridors—
…
Until—
They stopped before a wooden door.
…
"Angel-sama!"
Two ANBU bowed.
…
The door opened.
…
Yuan's chakra spread instantly—
…
Scanning—
Mapping—
…
Inside his mind—
…
Shelves.
Rows upon rows.
…
Scrolls.
Books.
Archives.
…
A massive library.
…
"Besides jutsu scrolls,"
Konan explained,
…
"There are also books."
…
Most of it—
…
Looted.
…
From war.
…
From one man—
…
Hanzo.
…
This tower—
…
Was his legacy.
…
Yuan nodded slowly.
…
A faint smile appeared.
…
"Perfect."
…
"This is exactly what I needed."
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