That Handsome Young-man Can’t Be Chojuro!!

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Chapter 61: That Handsome Young-man Can't Be Chojuro!!

Jutsu of the day:

Courtesy of Yours Truly.

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Continuation after chapter 60.

Location: A few miles away from Mitsu and Yagura's battleground.

[General]

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Itachi turned and said with a smile, "Congratulations Mitsu-sama, on unlocking your Bloodline."

And just as he expected. On top of a boulder, Mitsu was sitting down and observing their battle.

"Yeah don't worry your pretty little head about it, Ichi. More importantly, I doubt that little trick of yours is enough to stop that pervert over there." Mitsu replied with a grin on his face. He seemed to be enjoying the scene.

This surprised Itachi and he looked back at his opponent.

Even though only 3 seconds have passed since, he used his Genjutsu. To the target it should feel like a lifetime. That was the power of the ultimate Genjutsu, known as Tsukuyomi. It could delay the perception of time for the victim to an 11 of the tenth power. Which can easily measure more than a few lifetimes of a normal person.

As Itachi himself set the dimension for the torture. He knew that no human being would be able to stay sane after going through that ordeal.

And yet… His master told him that the man named Orochimaru wasn't totally out of commission?

As unlikely as it sounded, he believed in his master. Because after staying with him for all these times, he has understood that his master, a huge prankster, rarely said things that were untrue or unlikely to be true.

And to his horror…

As the cast time of Tsukuyomi ended. Orochimaru fell on his knees. But he was still conscious.

His whole body was twitching uncontrollably. His eyes lost light.

He looked like a deranged beast that was twitching and turning in inhumane postures…

He didn't look sane at all.

Then he started a crazed laughter with a mixture of madness in his expression, and started muttering something incomprehensible.

The laughter became crazier and the eye white started turning red.

He then started moving wobbly towards Itachi. His hands extended towards Itachi's face... Seeming to want something.

'Wheeew. Is that the effect of Tsukuyomi? I heard it can break the spirit and put the victim in a coma.

That bastard of a snake sure is a tough cookie. Though his mind seems to have been destroyed, he still moves… But I guess that's his pure desire for Itachi's eyes? Or was it his body? Ewww~

Welp doesn't really matter at this point." Mitsu thought as he observed the disgusting figure in front of him walking in uneven steps towards his minion.

Then he looked at Itachi, who had a serious face and ready to fight again.

'The Ichi from my timeline isn't the same cruel and decisive one from the show. He didn't go through the hardship of massacring his own blood. He might be stronger than that Ichi physically and skillfully but mentally…

They are ages apart. The torture he put that snake through probably wasn't as brutal as the canon Ichi.

Then again he is still only fifteen. I am sure by the age of the canon started he would be at least three times as strong as the other Ichi. But I can't do anything about the change in mentality, I guess.

Nor do I want my minion to go through that hell. It's fine as it is. I prefer this Ichi than the psycho emo-ness that runs in that family.' Mitsu smiled as he thought the last lines, then he stood up.

Itachi noticing this asked with concern, "Mitsu-sama, please let me handle this. This person is dangerous. He was able to stand up even after my Genjutsu. So please let me handle this." He pleaded.

"Sheeesh! Gimme it a break Ichi. I know you mean well and all.

But this bastard interrupted my speech earlier.

*Crack*

He and I... Have a score to settle." Mitsu said as he cracked his fingers. Then he started approaching the snake.

And as he got closer to Itachi he said softly, "And like hell I want you to use those eyes more than necessary and distort your vision. What will I do with a useless blind minion?"

He walked past Itachi as he said that, leaving a surprised Itachi behind.

'He was worried about my vision?' Itachi thought as he watched his master march forward. And...

[A/N: What did Mitsu's mom feed you to focus on that point...]

*Booom… Bashhh… SLAASSSSH... Slasshhhh. Slasshhhhh. SLASHHHHH*

Itachi watched in horror as his master… Took care of… Business.

[A/N: Honestly I don't have much love for Orochimaru. Even though I heard he was redeemed in Boruto. But this prolly isn't his end. I forgot, but I think he can reincarnate onto one of his cursed puppets? I am not sure, I will need to research.]

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Meanwhile, elsewhere~

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Mei, who had Ao on one shoulder and the disfigured Deidara on her hand, arrived at the battleground where the hundreds of trees entwined and ended with a huge bloom.

She stood and watched in awe. Something like this was unbelievable. She only heard about things like this on stories of the God of Shinobi.

She wondered out loud, "Was it the prince?"

And as she muttered that, someone answered from her side.

"Indeed! Seems like Mitsu-sama has finally unlocked his bloodline."

Hearing this, Mei turned to find the prince's guard, Fuse, looking at the same spectacle and comment out of admiration.

"Unlocked his bloodline?" She asked curiously.

"Indeed!

The Senju princess said that Mitsu-sama gave off the same feeling as the Senju. And we, his servants, have been noticing his incredible vital aura for a while now. We all suspected that this might be due to his ancestry.

And finally. Today.

We can see the proof. The undeniable proof of the Wood Release." Fuse seemed excited as he said all that. It was out of his character. As usually he would just show his deadpan attitude.

Hearing all that made Mei ponder on the implications…

'One Senju Hashirama was enough to be called the God of Shinobi as he singlehandedly took down all the tailed beasts. And today… A child… No more than 10… Took down two of the Ninja Swordsmen aswell as the tyrant, Yagura…

Looks like… We won't have much of a choice... I guess, our trump card will be useless as well.

I guess we will have to listen to his demands now…'

She then looked at Fuse again and asked, "Do you happen to know where the young mas- I mean the Prince is?"

To that Fuse simply smiled and gestured to follow him.

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Afternoon~

Mizukage's Office, Kirigakure~

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Mitsu was sitting on the chair inside the Office, looking over written reports and pointing out the most important issues to complete.

Behind him stood Fuse, guarding him as he used to, while giving off an aura of warning.

To his right stood Sanada Hisashi, as he prepared tea for the prince like he always had.

And to his left Itachi stood as he organized the completed reports, while one of the attendants assigned the required personnel to the correct appointments.

The whole room was busy and filled with streams of people entering and leaving.

But the inside of the office was an incredible sight to the visitors.

As they eyed on Mitsu, who seemed serene as he did his work diligently, making all the people visiting look at him in awe and respect.

The rumors had already spread and no one disrespected him because of his age.

Soon it was near the evening when most of the important paperwork was dealt with and all of the people were assigned.

*Thud*

MItsu laid down on the desk and complained, "Why the hell the paperwork is so unorganized!!!

Why the hell does a Kage need to deal with something petty, like a butcher's prized knife going missing…..

Phoooooooo~

And YOU, Ichi… You seemed to be really enjoying yourself watching my predicament…"

"Not at all Mitsu-sama, I am just happy to see you work so diligently. You were shining like a bright light as you gave all the people orders to complete. You looked like super princely!" Itachi replied with a playful smirk.

'I AM... a fricking prince… Nah, I've changed my mind, the canon's brooding Ichi might actually be better… Atleast he wouldn't make jokes when his master is complaining...' Mitsu cursed in his mind when~

*Creak*

The door opened slightly and the waiting maid came in to report of important visitors.

"Mitsu-sama, they seem to be the lady leader of the rebels, a ha-handsome young man and a very old man. They have requested for an urgent audience." said the maid. She seemed a bit flustered when she spoke of the handsome young man.

'I guess she is talking about Mei and the Old Advisor of Kiri, who I never heard the name of… But who the hell is this handsome young man? It can't possibly be Chojuro…

I mean no offense to the dude…

But... Him… Handsome… Umm, maybe… This maid sure has some weird preferences…' Mitsu thought for a bit then gave her the permission to let the guests enter.

"Alright, let them enter. I will talk to them all at once. And gramps get tea for all of us please."

The old butler and the maid bowed and left to complete their duties.

And just as he ordered, the door opened again and three people entered the door.

Mitsu was looking at them with boredom till the said 'handsome young man' entered the room…

'Well, I'll be a Slug's uncle!… That sure as hell ain't Chojuro!' Mitsu thought in amusement.

Then he greeted them with smiles,

"Welcome my dear citizens. Oh! And Mei-neesama… How long were you intending on hiding this overgrown Chakra bag of yours?"

He gave an evil smirk as he glared directly at his guests.

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[A/N: Hey there, beautiful people! A short chapter. There are some power grid issues, so I didn't have much electricity the whole day. So this is all I could write with the little back up I had left.

Can ya guess who the mysterious young man is? I gave enough hints.

If you want to join the discord! The link: ht tps://discord .gg/RcZZjnKnwx ]