Chapter 479: Uchiha Has a Forbidden Technique Called Izanagi

BANG!

The coffee table in the living room nearly shattered into splinters as Tsunade slammed her hand down, veins popping on her forehead.

"There's a pervert like that in the village, and you haven't arrested him?!"

Tsunade was livid. She couldn't understand Shinki's reasoning—how could someone so vile be allowed to roam free?

Catch him, kill him, end of story.

The mere thought of someone lurking around to spy on others in such private moments—especially in the bathroom—was enough to send chills down her spine. Goosebumps ran up her arms as she clenched her fists.

So disgusting.

Who was this sicko? How could anyone have such a twisted hobby?

"Why haven't you arrested him?"

The others were equally puzzled. With Shinki's temperament, he wasn't the type to tolerate such behavior. If he knew about this pervert, why hadn't he already taken action?

"Calm down," Shinki said, raising a hand to placate her. "This isn't as simple as it seems. This guy can't be caught just yet."

He wiggled his finger at Tsunade, his expression calm despite her outburst.

"First, his ability to hide is top-notch. Ordinary people can't detect him, and his escape speed is unparalleled. There are very few people in the ninja world who can keep up with him. Second, this pervert isn't alone—there's a whole group of them. And behind them… is someone terrifying."

What?

Tsunade's expression froze.

"A group of them?"

Her disbelief was mirrored by everyone else in the room.

"Hold on," Tsunade interrupted, raising a hand. "Are you sure this is information that can be discussed openly?"

Realizing the sensitive nature of what Shinki was about to reveal, she glanced toward the younger members of the group.

"Kushina, Nawaki, you two should go to your rooms. This conversation isn't suitable for you. And remember—use only the marked toilets I showed you."

"Fine," Kushina said reluctantly, though her curiosity was evident. She tugged Uchiha Mikoto and Hyuga Mehu along with her as they left the room.

Nawaki, however, scoffed. "Why should I care? This pervert probably doesn't even spy on boys."

Idiot.

Pakura rolled her eyes at him before heading upstairs, leaving Tsunade to deliver a swift, punishing blow to her brother's head.

"Listen when you're told something, you idiot!"

"H-hey, that hurts!" Nawaki yelped, clutching his head as a large lump formed.

Namikaze Minato quietly stepped aside, not wanting to draw Tsunade's wrath.

"Why can't you just shut up sometimes?" Shinki muttered, giving Nawaki a gentle kick. "Do what you want, but remember this—the pervert doesn't discriminate by gender. If you ignore my advice, don't come crying to me later."

Nawaki froze, his face pale. "Wait… what?"

Disgusted, he bolted upstairs, leaving Minato to follow with an apologetic bow.

Once the younger members were gone, Tsunade sank back into the sofa, rubbing her temples.

"Alright, tell me—what's the deal with this pervert? Why haven't you arrested him? And who's the person behind him?"

Shinki leaned back, crossing his arms. "First, this pervert isn't human."

"...What?"

Tsunade blinked in confusion.

"You heard me," Shinki continued. "Second, think about this—who's the man your grandfather valued most?"

Tsunade frowned, caught off guard by the abrupt question.

Not human? And what does this have to do with Grandpa?

She racked her brain, trying to figure out the connection. Her first thought was Senju Tobirama, her granduncle.

But no, Shinki wouldn't have been so cryptic if it were Tobirama.

Then it hit her.

What if it's not a relative? What if it's… an enemy?

"Uchiha Madara?" she guessed, her eyes narrowing.

Shinki nodded, smiling faintly. "Smart."

"...What are you saying, Shinki? Uchiha Madara has been dead for years!"

Everyone knew the story—Madara had died in the Valley of the End, and her grandfather, Senju Hashirama, had succumbed to his injuries not long after.

But Shinki raised a finger, shaking it gently.

"Not so fast. There's a forbidden technique in the Uchiha clan—Izanagi."

Tsunade's eyes widened.

She wasn't intimately familiar with the technique, but she knew enough to understand its implications. If Madara had activated Izanagi during his final moments, he could have faked his death and escaped.

But why?

Her temples throbbed as the implications sank in.

"Alright, just tell me everything," she said, exasperated. "No more riddles. What's going on?"

Shinki reached into his robes and pulled out an old scroll.

"What's this?" Tsunade asked, picking it up with a frown.