Fruity, Temari

Nagato and Konan took Killer B, who finally couldn't support himself and fell into a coma, and returned to Paradise Island.

Just as soon as they returned to the headquarters, Konan opened the door and prepared to start the ceremony to draw out the Hachibi.

-The current situation of Akatsuki organization is actually not very good. The United Ninja Army certainly has zero will to fight, all day long three days fishing, two days sunshine net, but the funds robbed in the island of extreme happiness always has a limit. If the situation is delayed, the organization will one day be trapped on the island.

In the beginning of the plan of Akatsuki organization, they were prepared to use the Paradise Island as a springboard, and then enter the realm of the Land of Lightning.

However, for various reasons, this plan had always been very unsuccessful.

No matter what the purpose was, resealing Hachibi as soon as possible was the most important thing they should do.

At the very least, that was what Konan thought.

However, Nagato stopped her.

"Now... is not the time."

"Not the time? Why, are you worried about Hachibi resisting?"

Hachibi was originally a very powerful biju, not at all the same thing as some guys who made up the numbers. Moreover, Hachibi and Killer B were extremely close, and once Akarsuki organization tried to draw out Hachibi, Hachibi was bound to fight to the death.

-Hachibi is really not afraid to die, it itself is indestructible, even if it is killed here, it can be read elsewhere to revive.

Its full-force resistance would inevitably greatly increase the difficulty of extraction and sealing.

"No, I just think that as of now, Killer B is better off alive. I've been thinking about this on the way back... we'll have to wait until someone starts to step in and help us before we seal Hachibi..."

"Help us, who will help us?"

Because of the assassination of the Daimyo, Nagato had now become the world's most evil.

A truly stinky street.

After all, the public opinion propaganda machine was not in his hands.

Hooking up with each other behind their backs, it was just a matter of people exchanging benefits, and Konan really couldn't think of anyone who would genuinely help them.

"Yeah, no one will help us... but after what happened before, some people can't hide themselves anymore."

Nagato sighed in an extremely strange tone.

"Now, what if there is a man who is absolutely violent, deviant, cynical, notorious as a psychopath, and has a sense of self-sacrifice, to help us, the pursuers of justice, to clean up the annoying Land of Lightning..."

... ...

Pakura followed the chaotic crowd and rushed back to Konoha together.

One foot was invincible, a person hanging hammer Kumo's most elite combat force Makoto, but the next foot is directly fainted, which makes the Konoha crowd extremely panic.

Pakura would have liked to accompany the whole process, but at this time, Konoha people's nerves are so high that they don't trust anyone outside of the village, let alone letting other people get close to them.

Pakura can understand that kind of mood, naturally will not force. So she exited the Konoha hospital, casually bought a can of beer, and drank it on a park bench.

Honestly, she wasn't worried about Makoto's death.

After all, this guy was different from the others, this guy had too many spare bodies to use. As long as his head wasn't completely smashed, a small joint surgery by Tsunade could solve all the problems.

This time Makoto was badly injured, but no matter how you looked at it, it wasn't to the point where he had to forcibly switch bodies - of course, the bastard could have chosen to ditch his old body himself if he didn't want to be stuck in bed...

There was nothing to worry about.

However... Pakura helplessly realized that he seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

In the beginning, as a Kage, Makoto wasn't rated very highly because his personal combat power wasn't outstanding.

By the time this guy later started stirring up the wind and rain and causing chaos in the world, everyone also rated him as a Kage with superb management skills but average fighting.

-In Konoha's case, it's actually okay to have poor fighting ability, after all, the old masters are still around. As long as he can manage, that's fine.

But without realizing it, Makoto had become so powerful that he surpassed the Shodaime Hokage...

That kind of stance of raising his hand, changing the color of heaven and earth, and ravaging the entire Kumo's most elite troops with a single hand, even the Shodaime Hokage hadn't done that before... and rightfully so, Pakura was even further away from him.

This made Pakura's mood very low.

A strange kind of bitterness filled her heart.

It was at this time that Chiyo-baasama and the Yondaime Kazekage found Pakura.

These two had actually arrived in Konoha a long time ago, except that according to Makoto's plan, the two of them had hidden themselves, ready to appear at the right time to deal a fatal blow to the fleeing Obito.

Makoto never fights unprepared battles, and many things he had arranged long before the start of the fight.

Only what Makoto didn't expect was that the good side was so capable of fighting, controlling everything right out of the gate, and that the Chiyo-baasama and Yondaime Kazekage didn't play any role at all.... It's all good, it's all good.

In any case, the plan was a big success.

Only like Pakura, the faces of the two were more or less ugly.

"I didn't expect that, without realizing it, it had become like this... It seems that we have to do something to make it work."

Makoto's strength that had risen again and again had completely disrupted the balance between the two villages.

He himself didn't have any intention of tearing up the treaty, but an overly powerful fellow like him, even if he just existed there, would have a huge impact on the world.

Being an ally also required strength.

During the Fourth Ninja World War, Konoha contributed more than 10,000 troops, and Suna contributed a few thousand, and Konoha felt that Suna was a good ally who was righteous.

But after Makoto's power broke through to the current level, it was almost equivalent to a breath of air that pushed one end of the scale to the bottom.

With him at the bottom of the scale, it was almost impossible for Suna to press down the other end of the scale as well, allowing each other to regain balance.

Even if neither side had any malicious intent, the difference in strength was so great that it would be difficult for the two sides to maintain an alliance in the long term - nowadays, because of Konoha's continued strength, Greater Konohaism had quietly risen within Konoha.

The big Konohaists are basically all young and strong, after Makoto jacked off the authority of the various uncles, these big Konohaists, naturally, fill the power vacancies at all levels.

Because of their numbers, the Great Konohaists had not yet covered the entire Konoha, but everyone knew that that day would come sooner or later.

The massive increase in the number of Great Konohaists would obviously further increase the pressure on Suna.

-You want to be my friend? Look at the sword, do you have the qualifications.

This was never what the Suna hierarchy wanted to see.

After seeing the tragic situation of Kiri and Kumo with their own eyes, the more they wanted to maintain the covenant in front of them.

However, the difference between the national strength of the Land of Wind and the Land of Fire is too great, Makoto himself even with the Land of Konoha is soaring forward, Sand Hidden is simply impossible to catch up with...

Then we can only use some side ways.

Pakura: "So, what the two of you are saying is..."

"Pakura, I know this will be very difficult for you. But I also probably know something about your situation..." Chiyo-baasama sighed, holding Pakura's small hand with her dry palm, "Whether it's for yourself or for the village... push him down."

"He's not an irresponsible man."

Chiyo-baasama went straight for the jugular, making things incredibly blatant.

But Pakura also understood in his heart that this might really be the best thing to do.

It couldn't be helped, who made Temari, who was supposed to be in charge of both sides of the relationship, too young and currently unable to give Makoto a child.

There was no way on Temari's side, and the other kunoichi were too young and not familiar with Makoto's relationship... Then, there was only her.

"I understand... Kazekage-sama, do you have anything else to add?"

Extraordinary times and extraordinary means, for the sake of the village, the Yondaime Kazekage Shadow can even give up his own son, let alone his daughter's happiness.

So...

"Remember to wear condoms."

Pakura punched this idiot in the eye.

... ...

After returning to Konoha, Hyuuga Hiashi was also kicked out of the ward.

Tsunade declared that the Godaime Hokage was now in a stable state, not as bad as everyone thought, but needed to recuperate.

A large number of people all crowded in his ward would instead be detrimental to his recovery.

Hyuuga Hiashi of course didn't dare to disobey Tsunade-hime, and he always had something on his mind, so he left very quickly.

Not long after returning to the Hyuuga main house, the minders that had been sent out brought back the information he had asked for earlier.

"Within three generations, the two families have not made any marriage moves, not even indirectly."

"It's not that the ancestors haven't moved to further enhance the power of Byakugan, and tentatively let a few branch family members of the clan and Kurama clan marry over... But the ending was terrible, and those Kurama branch family members were not from the Kurama clan. Both sides were experimental in nature and had nothing to do with Makoto.... -

"And in Makoto's generation, he even became an only child. His younger siblings, none of them lived to adulthood and died in battle long ago. And his father, mother, and even some of his slightly closer relatives, have also all died in battle..."

"So... exactly why... and he washed away part of Hizashi's memories..."

There were simply too many mysteries in front of Hyuuga Hiashi for him to be certain of many things. The good thing was that there was one thing that was certain - if what Makoto was using was truly the Tenseigan that only existed in legends, then he had to keep them within the Hyuuga main family, no matter what the cost!

In any case, the Otsutsuki clan on the moon, as well as the Hyuuga clan on earth, were all of Hamura's bloodline!

Forcibly withholding the eyes was absolutely impossible, and even if Hyuuga Hiashi has ten times of guts, he wouldn't dare to do so.

As a subordinate of Hokage, he cannot commit such an underhanded act.

With the prestige of Godaime Hokage in Konoha today, if he really dared to do so, even the powerful Hyuuga, the next day will certainly be the rage of all the Konoha clans and ordinary ninjas to join forces to destroy the door.

But as the bloodline of Hamura, he could not let the Tenseigan go astray.

However...

"I heard that the Godaime only doesn't like people close to his own age...if he's a lolicon... maybe we can think of something?"

... ...

After using the False-Sleep no jutsu, Makoto fell asleep.

His entire body floated lightly, falling into an infinite lightness.

At some point, he began to dream.

And the content of the dream was the great battle between Kumo and him... Well, it was actually beating up little kids.

Six hero-class equipment vs tree branch level beating.

T/N: 'six hero-class equipment' is a reference to 'Honor of Kings' 

It was so brutal that even Makoto himself didn't have the eyes to see it.

But fortunately, Uchiha Obito's hate value is high enough, after sensing the existence of the Uchiha Obito, "he" did not hesitate to end the boring battle with Kumo, and then to the confused Obito to use the ultimate skill, Angel of Peace.

The effect of the Angel of Peace was just as ferocious as Makoto had calculated.

In fact, that great swordsman had already deduced the power of this supreme aeon during his lifetime. It was only a pity that humans were unable to utilize this move.

The physiological structure of human beings as well as their strength doomed them to not be able to utilize this move.

Just like a man can't give birth to a child.

I'm sure that great swordsman's heart was quite regretful when he passed away. Obviously having researched such a terrifying move, she could not use it... What he did not expect was that many years later, this kind of move, which was impossible to be realized even in theory, was actually accomplished by Makoto.

On the surface, Angel of Peace is a very ordinary super-speed sword skill, but it is essentially a conceptual sword that can cut even karma.

With the power of the incomplete Six-Paths level of the good side, he forcibly gathered the evil in the world, and then placed it on the sword to kill everything in front of him.

On the surface, it looks like it's just a slash, but every time it attacks, it actually eliminates a possibility.

When all surviving possibilities were eliminated and karma was focused on one point, that was when the opponent died.

This was truly the ultimate in domineering sword.

As long as the sword was out, it would definitely represent the death of the opponent.

Although 'good side' is crazy in what he does, his strength and control of power are really impeccable, far surpassing Makoto who has the same origin.

If the two had the chance to fight, even if they used the same level of power, Makoto would only be hung up by him.

He carried out all of Makoto's strategic goals very well, except for... his failure to leave behind Obito's mangekyo.

Of course, Makoto knew that this was on purpose.

After all, this stage of Obito's battle power was not as terrifying as it was later on, and it was just hard to catch for the good side, not hard to kill.

The grudge between the two sides no longer needed any elaboration, and the 'good side' absolutely did not allow any accidents to occur once it struck. So the first target of the Angel of Peace's attack was not actually Obito, but his Mangekyo Sharingan...

"Either way, it's over. Obito is dead, Uchiha Madara's plot has been uncovered, and when I straighten out the Naruto world, the next thing I should face is the Otsutoki clan's pursuit. -

"Sounds like a lot going on, well according to Namikaze, the earliest they can arrive is eight years from now... How is it like Dragon Ball... But this point in time is good enough for me to play... -

"Before that, let me take a good look at the Pure Land up close. -

"I'm afraid this is the first time a living person has visited the Pure Land."

Thinking this way, Makoto opened his eyes and began to survey the world in front of him.

For the people of the Naruto world, they all knew that after death they would return to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. However, there were many different opinions on what exactly was going on in the Pure Land.

In the original work, when Zabuza came out of the Pure Land, he was completely confused, as if he was asleep, and seemed completely unaware of the situation inside the Pure Land.

But on the contrary, Minato was different, he directly said that he would tell Kushina what happened to Naruto. Moreover, the Sage of Six Paths also said that he would have a good talk with Obito after the incident was over...　　

For Zabuza, Pure Land seems to be static. And for the strong ones, it wasn't.

What's even weirder is that those people who were summoned out may show strong feelings for one of their loved ones in the yang world, but those who don't have any loved ones basically don't have too much attachment, much less want to return to the living world, and only think about quickly ending the matter at hand and returning to the Pure Land to stay in their homes.

So... what is the Pure Land really like?

Makoto was curious to know.

When he opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was the color of water and sky.

It was almost as if it was like the one that only appeared in certain anime, the blue sky was boundless and just spread out until the end of the water waves. The two were mixed together, almost impossible to separate.

"It looks like a very calm world... even inexplicably gives me a feeling of peace and joy."

"But there's nothing here, won't it be boring after staying for a long time?"

Just as Makoto spat this out, the world in front of him quickly changed its stance.

Infinite flames were born in front of Makoto. They ignited the heaven and earth, the lake, and the clamor to the extreme aura began to spread unchecked.

Before Makoto could react, the entire world had already changed from the clear, peaceful, and beautiful Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss to a lava hell that burned non-stop.

The contrast is really too big - no matter how you look at it, this kind of lava hell can't be some kind of pure land of bliss, right?

Have I been hit by a genjutsu?

Makoto spat this out, yet what was even more odd was that as the flames were born, one by one, the strong men, too, climbed out of the flames.

The blazing flames scorched their bodies, but they were oblivious to it, and in those pairs of bright eyes, only the endless hatred for Makoto remained. As well as... killing thoughts.

These guys were here to kill him.

Makoto only needed one glance to be completely sure of this matter.

As the most obnoxious Hokage in history, Makoto had long been desensitized to this kind of killing intent.

Just... why did it turn out like this?

So Makoto looked to the strongmen.

Unfortunately, those strong people did not have any intention of wanting to talk to him, and directly came up to battle his mother.

The aura of these strong people were both strong and weak, the strong ones were about the level of the Shadow class, but the weak ones also had the appearance of a special Jonin...

Makoto observed everything and made a judgment in his mind, after all, he was only a 5500W low war, so he directly stepped through the sea of fire and rushed to the nearest enemy, coming up first.

The sea of fire here was hot and blazing, and it seemed to have the effect of true injury, the chakra isolation layer Makoto had set up on his feet didn't have any effect at all, and was burned right through.

Makoto stepping on the sea of fire was like roasting a duck's palm.

The invisible flames scorched his body, causing him excruciating pain.

Fortunately, he was able to endure it.

Makoto arrived in front of the nearest enemy, yet before he could strike, the other party punched him head on.

The punch was fierce and strong, and before the punch arrived, a terrifying wind pressure had already met him head on.

"This is already beyond the level of a Jonin ninja, another fighting master... Luckily, he met me."

If it was Makoto before obtaining the tutelage, he would have to eat hard once.

However, the current him had long since changed from the past.

Even if Reibi couldn't be brought into the Pure Land, Makoto was still a pinnacle level existence in the Ninja Realm just by relying on his own taijutsu skills.

The opponent's punches were fierce, Makoto did not panic, he first used a push hand, skillfully dissolved the opponent's punching force, and then it was a big barrel cannon, directly hit the opponent's chin.

The chin is one of the key points of the human body, if it is really hit solidly, it is easy to hit the stun effect.

Things were indeed the same as what Makoto thought.

The enemy in front of him was extremely tall, more than two meters and a half. He was dressed as a fisherman, and his expression was extremely fierce.

However, after taking a hard meal of Makoto's punch, he was still stumbled and was almost about to fall to his knees.

But he didn't after all.

He even became even more berserk and terrifying as a result.

He backhanded right at Makoto, who made a timely reaction, but terrifyingly, even after using both hands to parry, he was still viciously kited.

At this moment, the entire environment in the sea of fire was changing from moment to moment, and he was directly knocked into the sea of fire with a single slip of the tongue.

Makoto once again experienced what it meant to be covered in seven ripeness.

Just as many years ago, he had once experienced it himself.

However...

"It's impossible to defeat me if it's at this level."

"This world, it seems to have suppressed part of my power. On the contrary, these opponents have gained a certain amount... Otherwise, even if I'm not good at melee combat, I wouldn't be able to fight so hard..."

Makoto had at least grown up going to war and had literally killed his way out of a mountain of corpses and blood. The power of the enemy does not make him feel intimidated, but instead makes him become more and more calm.

"Then taste this!"

Fighting hard against the piercing and burning flames of the sea of fire was definitely not a good idea. But now that the situation was urgent, Makoto couldn't care less.

Seeing that the giant fisherman man rushed up again, Makoto was undaunted as he similarly toppled up.

This time, Makoto was prepared, so after a few rounds of entanglement, Makoto caught the opponent's break and directly sliced off the opponent's head with his hand blade.

Boom!

The opponent's incredibly heavy body collapsed, splashing up a large pile of sparks.

A moment later, the opponent's body turned into nothingness and completely disappeared without a trace.

However, before Makoto could cast his gaze on his next opponent, the giant fisherman man that he had just killed unexpectedly appeared unharmed once again.

The only difference from before was that at this point he was standing quite far back and had drowned in the strongmen.

"Resurrection... what the hell is this..."

Makoto couldn't figure out what exactly was going on in front of him, and he wasn't sure what the consequences would be if he died in this state, so he had no choice but to continue to face the battle.

For the next three hours, Makoto spent them in non-stop fighting.

Even if he still maintained the same strength in this world as he did outside, he began to grow tired and powerless in the never-ending and extremely intense battles.

His enemies were not afraid of death at all, and their battle strength was strong, on the contrary, they could also be resurrected indefinitely... This place is simply like the legendary Asura Road!

It was also that they wouldn't be able to cooperate with each other, otherwise Makoto would definitely have to suffer a defeat here.

No, even if he didn't get suffocated for the time being, the situation was still falling towards the worst.

"No, it can't go on like this, I have to do something..."

Makoto struggled to observe the situation around him, and finally chose a direction with the least number of strong people and reluctantly rushed out.

Behind him, countless strongmen were chasing him using physical or ninjutsu techniques, while Makoto was burying his head in a rip-roaring run, he was also observing the situation around him to see if there was any possibility of getting away.

He thought this in his heart, and the thought grew stronger and stronger.

Then, something odd happened.

At some point, those enemies who were chasing after him had really disappeared. And those terrifying seas of fire, likewise disappeared without a trace.

The world once again turned into that boundless and silent state.

If it wasn't for the fiery pain on his body, Makoto really wanted to think that all the previous things were just his hallucinations...

"So, 'good side' has been staying in this kind of hellish place before?"

"This place is empty, what should I do next?"

"It's a rare visit, so I can't leave empty-handed..."

After calming down, Makoto began to think about his next strategy again.

But just as he was trying to think about what to do next, two silhouettes wearing white robes appeared in front of Makoto.

These two strange silhouettes were kneeling on a straw mat and were quietly drinking tea.

...Aren't these two old goblins... no, respected seniors, the Rikudo Sennin Otsutsuki Hagoromo and his younger brother, Otsutsuki Hamura?

The looks of these two were just too special, Makoto had already seen them a few times in his dreams and would never recognize them wrongly.

And they now appeared in front of them... It was time for a showdown, right?

Makoto had long known that these two big brothers were constantly interfering with the world in the dark. Only the two sides formally met, this should be the first time.

So Makoto walked forward and saluted the two big men.

The two nodded their heads slightly, and then Hagoromo gestured for Makoto to sit down.

Hagoromo first poured a cup of tea for Makoto before speaking quietly.

"If the tea is good, the flavor will be fragrant. -

"If the tea is bad, the stomach will hurt. -

"We already know all about your coming-in fact, to us, you have always been with us."

Makoto knew that what Hagoromo was talking about was, of course, his 'good side'.

The 'good side' was the half of his soul that he had parted with early in his life, before he had gotten his tutelage, and when Konoha was facing a war, and even he, as a little kid, had to go to war.

So out of despair and half-heartedness, Makoto chose to divide his soul, hoping to gain the infinite power of the Pure Land.

For a moment, he thought that he had failed.

What he didn't expect was that he had actually succeeded and had received the recognition of these two old goblins.

"Many thanks to the two seniors for their guidance."

Makoto had long since realized that his physical fighting strength was rising. He was puzzled before, but now that he thought about it, it was naturally these two who were giving him a little guidance.

These were true Six-Sage level experts.

Hamura: "We also already know about your attempt to marry our mother."

...This was really quite embarrassing to say the least.

For Kaguya, she's actually been facing death threats from the Otsutsuki clan. She had previously engaged in the White Zetsu Army for the sake of Chakra, and secondly, to build up an army to fight off the attacks of this family.

Makoto didn't want his world, to be a patch on someone else's, and this was a fight they were set to have.

Even Kaguya could be pulled in as a teammate in order to win.

There was no problem with this logically, it was when it was practiced... we worked so hard to teach you to fight, and then you wanted to be our father?

That's probably how Hamura felt.

Makoto honestly couldn't say something like, you guys call me dad, I call you brother, so he could only scratch his head and giggle.

Fortunately, Hagoromo didn't mind this matter.

Just saw him take out a drawing board, and then quickly waved on it.

Not long after, a scene of a Bodhisattva and an angry-eyed Vajra working together to trample a kid under their feet appeared in front of him.

"A Bodhisattva with a lowered eyebrow must also have a vajra's angry eyes. -

"What you have done, right or wrong, we no longer wish to savor. -

"But it is also true that the world has started to move forward once again... Some minor points, we will not care."

Makoto didn't know how exactly the good soul had convinced these two old goblins in the first place. But it was clear that Hamura's attitude was a little worse, while Hagoromo's was quite a bit better.

So Makoto continued to scratch his head and play dumb.

"Actually it's not that powerful... If you praise me as a Bodhisattva, I will lose my life."

Hamura: "Who praised you? You are that brat."

...Quack! Why did he come to the Pure Land and attack him personally?

Hagoromo nodded and smiled as he looked at the fried Makoto and the inexplicably upset Hamura.

"Okay, okay, it's all here, let's not talk about this... I know you have a lot of doubts in your mind, it just so happens that the opportunity is rare, so let's ask them all at once. But whatever we can answer, we won't hide it."

This is to say the main thing.

Makoto immediately put away his previous playful appearance and sat down seriously.

"Honestly, there are a lot of things I want to ask, but... the situation when I came over before, the two of you also saw it, what's going on here? Did I do something wrong that caused the two of you to be upset?"

"It's not that we intended to target you, it's the Pure Land mutation caused by you being in between life and death yourself."

Hagoromo explained very carefully.

"The Pure Land is where all people sleep in peace, and the more powerful one is, the more active they can be in the Pure Land. But you are neither alive nor dead, and the power in the Pure Land doesn't exactly apply to you. So wherever you pass, you awaken those sleeping spirits."

"And you have utilized this to engage in endless killing with the souls throughout the Pure Land in order to constantly improve yourself..."

Really just the Asura path chanting.

If you can't beat it, beat it to death.

'Good side', it's true that you're the stronger one now.

No wonder the same person has such a huge power gap.

"I see... can two people's power, they should have maintained their sobriety all the time, right? If that's the case, why don't you guys interfere more in the ninja world?"

At the end of the original plot, the two old goblins were able to transmit power to Naruto. Makoto didn't believe that there was no way for those two to interfere with the Ninja World.

-With their power, casually transmitting power to some more righteous and powerful person could end the chaos in the ninja world, right?

A look of pity appeared on Hagoromo's face.

"As parents, you always want your children to have a better life. But there are some things... that can't be taught just by talking about them. -

"There are times when experiencing pain once in person is far more meaningful than ten thousand times of lectures, even if it's hard for us too... -

"Let's say, for example, that when Hamura was a child, he always wanted to play with an iron pipe, but he was always prevented from doing so by his servants. Then I told Hamura that the iron pipe was sweet in winter, so he foolishly went and licked it... Then he hasn't licked it since. -

"It's not that we are heartless, it's really that we can't understand something without experiencing something... This is perhaps the helplessness of pain."

...I don't know if the pain is painful or not, Rikudo Sennin, are you a scumbag...

On the side, Hamura silently pulled out his pitch-black Zen staff.

And then - smashed it towards Makoto's head.

"Forget it for me!"

...You two guys, are you comedy characters from somewhere?

...And what's wrong with you, Hamura, it's obvious that your brother is the one who's exposing your black history, why are you just punching me!

You don't make sense!

... ...

Makoto talked a lot with the Rikudo brothers.

As Sage of Six-Path himself said, within the scope of what he knew, he could be said to know everything.

Makoto's understanding of this world grew deeper and deeper.

Of course, what was really important to Makoto was actually two things.

First, the Rikudo brothers promised that they would help Makoto study the feasibility of a Chakra network - now that the miniaturization of the Chakra centers had been completed, linking all of the Chakra centers was difficult, basically similar to reconstructing the national power grid.

However, if these two giants are out to do it, you can also look forward to it...

And the second thing is that the Rikudo Brothers reminded Makoto to be prepared for his soul to unite again.

The means he used back then was just too brown.

The act of tearing the soul and then directly topping it with a heart demon was simply no different from suicide.

Even the Rikudo Brothers were quite curious as to how he succeeded.

But a momentary success did not mean a lifetime of success. As the two souls were separated for a long time, both sides each began their own polarizing journey.

So the prudent way was to fuse the two again before they became completely polarized.

In that case, Makoto had gained the good side's battle experience that was so rich that it overflowed, while maintaining Makoto's experience of interfering with the world...

The Rikudo Brothers were willing to help Makoto advance in this matter, but this matter was too important, so the Rikudo Brothers needed a little more time to prepare.

Makoto understood this, and then he returned to earth once again with the help of the Rikudo Brothers.

A living soul like him was really not suited to stay in the Pure Land for long.

Then, Makoto woke up.

When he woke up, he realized that he was already lying in a familiar ward.

There was still that familiar ceiling, the familiar medicinal scent, and... a slippery and slightly unfamiliar female body...

"Pakura, why are you lying on my bed!!!"

Makoto screamed.