Chapter 151 – If Earth Doesn’t Explode, Aunt Flo Doesn’t Get a Break~
Yamanaka Shinno's smile only grew wider.
In the original series, just having various types of Sage Chakra was already enough to pose a serious threat to the Six Paths mode and the Ōtsutsuki clan.
So what if it wasn't just Sage Chakra—but pure, refined natural energy, condensed into raw Sage Art energy?
Heh heh heh...
Didn't Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki love absorbing jutsu?
Alright then.
Come try absorbing some of Sage Art and see how that works out for you!
"Seems like my luck's only getting better lately."
Shinno glanced at the deepening blue aura of fortune surrounding him. Riding the wave of good luck, he didn't hesitate to use the two Trait Extractions he'd just earned.
[Congratulations! You've acquired the gray traits "Hard Landing" and "Overtime Aunt Flo."]
Hard Landing (Gray): The earth's love is always painfully heavy. Increases chances of descending mishaps from any height: failure of slow-fall techniques, slipping, missteps, getting winded, cramping up—all greatly increased. Slightly increases chance of bone fractures.
Overtime Aunt Flo (Gray): "If Earth doesn't explode, Aunt Flo doesn't get a break." Under the influence of a bizarre power, user experiences daily blood loss exceeding 20ml outside a seven-day window each month. Comes with abdominal pain, lower back pain, chills, fatigue, mood swings, and other debilitating effects.
"...Only I could be lucky enough to get double negatives like this."
Shinno's expression was impossible to describe.
He'd just bragged about how lucky he was—and two gray traits landed in his lap right after.
Still... for him, gray traits often turned out more useful than white ones anyway.
At the very least, they were more flexible when it came to gifting. Way more candidates to choose from compared to the common white traits.
Hard Landing would be perfect for all those ninja who loved jumping from high places like it was a hobby.
If your body's tough enough, you stick the landing!
If not? A few broken bones, and it's game over.
Overtime Aunt Flo wasn't bad either. Next time he saw Chiyo, he could hand it right over.
Although... wasn't Chiyo already in her fifties? She might've hit menopause already.
If she suddenly started bleeding again, would she think she had some kind of terminal illness?
Wait a sec...
The trait said "blood loss due to bizarre power," but... it never actually specified where the bleeding comes from, did it?
"Oh HELL no—!"
Shinno immediately looked down at his lower half, shuddering with a full-body chill.
If a guy ended up with this trait, wouldn't he start questioning his entire existence?
With that disturbing thought pushed to the side, Shinno moved on from the trait draws.
He glanced at the system interface, formed a one-handed seal, and expanded his sensory range to the max.
Thanks to the Yin-Yang Sage trait, which gave him a permanent Sage Mode boost, and his refined, condensed spiritual power...
Chakra signatures from within a 20-kilometer radius instantly flooded into his mind.
Tens of thousands of chaotic chakra feedbacks caused him to furrow his brow slightly.
These weren't just from individual ninja—he could sense the chakra of summoned beasts, chakra-infused tools, explosive tags, puppets, and the ninjutsu they were releasing.
Good thing Seeker of Origins was boosting his perception, comprehension, and insight.
If it were any average sensory-type ninja, there'd be no way they could sort through all this information in such a short time.
Within Shinno's perception range...
Roughly five kilometers away, just outside the Konoha encampment, Jiraiya was going all out against a massive Iwagakure ninja—probably Kitsuchi.
Though Jiraiya clearly had the edge in strength, Iwa was notorious for their group tactics.
With several Iwa jōnin backing Kitsuchi up, the fight was deadlocked for now.
Before heading into battle, Minato had prepped fifty custom-marked Flying Thunder God kunai.
Now, those kunai were scattered across the battlefield.
Minato was moving like a one-man fire brigade, blinking from place to place with the Flying Thunder God Technique to support the Konoha ninja, barely managing to hold back the waves of enemy forces attacking from both the east and west.
Four massive, heavily injured toads were stationed around the camp's perimeter. Judging by their condition, they wouldn't last much longer.
The puppet brigade from Sunagakure had already pushed within five hundred meters of Konoha's southern front during Shinno's battle with Rasa.
Thanks to Rasa's large-scale Magnet Release and Pakura's wide-range Scorch Release attack, the Konoha forces had already realized they were being pincered from three sides.
They abandoned the idea of breaking out toward the rear and regrouped amidst the chaos of battle cries, trying to consolidate their forces.
"Over a thousand from Sunagakure to the west... just over two thousand Iwa-nin to the east... and about five hundred puppeteers mixed with standard Suna forces coming from the south..."
Shinno clicked his tongue after mentally tallying the enemy numbers.
It wasn't that Iwa and Suna lacked the manpower to send more than 3,600 ninja.
The issue was simple—the Konoha camp wasn't that big.
Even though these two villages were cooperating now out of shared interest, just days ago they were at each other's throats.
Cramming too many shinobi into the same limited space risked total chaos. If commands got jumbled, the alliance would crumble instantly.
Deliberately crowding the southern front, reducing forces in the west, and leaving the northwest wide open...
That was all classic Ōnoki tactics—precise and shrewd.
Faced with a superior enemy force and no reinforcements, holding ground was suicide.
So Konoha would inevitably try to break out.
Everyone knows the principle: when surrounding an enemy, always leave one path open.
Leaving a gap to the north gave the illusion of hope, which in turn sapped Konoha's will to fight.
...
And because there were fewer Suna ninja on the west side compared to Iwa on the east, the most logical breakout route would veer slightly northwest.
Straight toward the Land of Rain.
Even if some Konoha ninja managed to escape, how many would actually survive long enough to circle back home while being chased the whole way?
It might not be a total wipeout—but it'd be close enough.
This kind of maneuver? Shinno could see it from a mile away.
And Jiraiya, Minato, even someone like Hiruzen probably figured it out too.
But if they tried to force the army southward into Suna's puppet forces?
It'd trigger fear and panic among the more fragile soldiers, shattering morale.
Even if Jiraiya managed to rally the troops with his status, and they successfully broke through...
Both Konoha and Sunagakure would pay dearly.
Konoha's thousand-man unit would be crushed, and Suna's elite puppet brigade would be gutted.
No matter how you slice it, Ōnoki comes out ahead.
"Rasa, oh Rasa… Is your brain made of sand? What kind of dumbass gets played this hard and still calls himself Kazekage? Just go back to mining gold or something."
Shinno grumbled to himself, silently roasting the man.
Whether it was arrogance or something else, the end result was the same—Rasa had walked straight into Onoki's trap.
On paper, they'd only sent 500 fewer troops—but when the dust settled, Suna's losses would far outweigh Iwa's, no matter the outcome.
Shinno turned his attention northeast, toward the night sky seven kilometers away.
Third Tsuchikage Onoki himself, floating in the air with two subordinates—likely sensory types—calmly observing the battlefield near Konoha's camp.
Whether he was there to train Kitsuchi or just keep an eye out for unexpected developments, one thing was for sure—
If he saw 3,000 Konoha reinforcements charging in from behind, there's no way he'd just sit and watch.
Should I go deal with him?
Shinno narrowed his eyes slightly, weighing the pros and cons in his head.
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