Kushina Uzumaki looked visibly tense.
Even though she had earned the nickna "The Red Hot Habanero" at the Academy for her legendary temper, standing in a room filled with the absolute elite of the Hidden Leaf was a different matter entirely.
Minato, by contrast, looked remarkably composed.
Beside them, Genzo Kurama watched the blonde boy out of the corner of his eye. What a remarkable kid, he thought, sighing internally. On the walk over, he had overheard Minato comforting Kushina.
"Just listen to Grand-Sensei," Minato had whispered. "He's my master's teacher, which makes him your family too. If he says Konoha is your ho, then it is."
At such a young age, Minato already understood the most critical elent of the Leaf's power structure: The Hokage.
Genzo felt a pang of lancholy thinking about his own clan. The Kurama bloodline was thinning; their children were born with frail bodies, and the number of those awakening their powerful Genjutsu Kekkei Genkai was plumting.
I heard the Hokage is pushing for massive dical and jutsu reforms, Genzo mused, looking at Hiruzen's broad, powerful shoulders. If I perform well on this mission, perhaps I can ask for his help in saving my clan. I have to give this everything I've got.
"Kushina, how have you been settling in?"
Hiruzen didn't dive into the tactical briefing imdiately. His voice was warm, almost fatherly. "I've been buried in paperwork and haven't had the chance to visit you personally. I hope Koharu has been looking after you well."
"If you ever run into a wall with your training, or if there's sothing bothering you in your daily life, don't keep it bottled up. Konoha is your ho. I may be the Hokage, but I'm also your elder. There's no need for stiff formalities between us."
Kushina felt a lump form in her throat. She nodded vigorously, her eyes stinging. In her vision, the revitalized Hiruzen seed to radiate a strength and warmth that felt as steady as the sun.
Minato blinked. Wow, Grand-Sensei is even better at the 'Warm Hero' thing than I am.
"Kushina, the reason I called you here is that the village is launching a retaliatory strike against the Cloud," Hiruzen said, his tone shifting to a serious, commanding register. "It is for your sake, but not only for yours. Any enemy that dares to offend this village will feel the weight of Konoha's iron fist."
"Tell ... what do you know about the Iron Armor Seal?"
Kushina's heart skipped. The village is actually going to get revenge for ?
She spoke up imdiately. "Lord Hokage, I know that seal! It's designed to hold massive amounts of chakra, and the foundation is very sturdy. But it has a structural flaw in the secondary layers—it causes a slow, constant leakage of Tailed-Beast chakra."
Orochimaru nodded slowly. Leakage. That explains why their Jinchuriki are constantly on the verge of a rampage.
"Can you break it down for us, Kushina? The village needs to see the internal blueprints," Hiruzen asked.
He had considered approaching Mito Uzumaki for this, but he wanted to bring her the results of a successful mission first, showing her that he was finally taking the Uzumaki legacy seriously.
"Of course, Lord Hokage!" Kushina agreed.
Hiruzen pointed to the large tactical map at the center of the briefing room. "The stage is yours."
"Lord Hokage, I have a few theories on the chakra-flow of that seal as well," Minato added, raising his hand.
"Then both of you, up there," Hiruzen nodded.
The two teenagers stepped up to the board. Kushina began sketching the primary structural arrays of the seal, while Minato added annotations, explaining the principles of the chakra-interlocks and the probable failure points.
To Hiruzen, Sealing Jutsu (Fuinjutsu) was the most complex field in existence—a delicate lattice of spiritual geotry where a single mistake could an catastrophe.
Kushina has the intuition and the bloodline, Hiruzen observed, but Minato... he has a terrifying natural gift for the theory. He sees the math behind the magic.
I need to get this kid into the Forbidden Archives soon. A talent like this needs to be cultivated, not just used.
"And that's the Iron Armor Seal!" Minato and Kushina said, bowing slightly to the group.
"Excellent explanation," Hiruzen said. He turned to his star pupil. "Orochimaru, any issues?"
"Heh, the village is becoming a den of geniuses," Orochimaru chuckled, his eyes lingering on the drawings. "The answer is laid out right in front of . If I can't work with this... then Jiraiya's drunken ramblings about this brat becoming the Fourth Hokage might actually co true."
Jiraiya rolled his eyes. "You're just salty because the kids are smarter than you, Snake."
"Genzo," Hiruzen asked, turning to the Kurama patriarch. "Can your Genjutsu hold a Jinchuriki? Give a realistic assessnt."
"If I go all out, I can suppress the host's consciousness and delay the Tailed Beast for a significant window," Genzo said seriously. "However, if the host manages to draw on the Beast's chakra, it becos a problem. The dual-layered chakra of a Jinchuriki is the natural enemy of sensory-interference Genjutsu."
"And if the host is poisoned and suppressed by Cursed Seals beforehand?" Danzo rasped.
"Then I can guarantee it. They won't even know they're dead." Genzo smirked. "The Kurama na still ans sothing in this world."
Hiruzen stood up slowly.
The room went silent as he raised a single, clenched fist.
"When the shinobi of the Leaf stand together, no enemy can withstand us!" Hiruzen's voice bood, vibrating with absolute authority.
"Danzo: Lead the Anbu strike team. Your mission is to neutralize the border sentries and establish a secure exfiltration corridor. No witnesses."
"Orochimaru: You are the primary assassin. Your objective is the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki. I want the seal broken precisely and the body recovered intact. I want his mories on my desk."
"Jiraiya: Lead Genzo into the heart of the Cloud Village. Coordinate with Orochimaru. Maintain total battlefield control."
Hiruzen leaned forward, his eyes burning with a cold, predatory light.
"This ti, we teach them the aning of fear. We kill their Jinchuriki in the heart of their own village, in total silence."
"I want you to use the enemy's blood to write a ssage on their walls: AN EYE FOR AN EYE."
"Let them descend into chaos. Let them descend into madness."
Hiruzen smirked inwardly. A team of Konoha's legendary S-rank masters against one unstable, adolescent Jinchuriki? Blue B was already a dead man; he just didn't know it yet.
Kumogakure had a reputation for being the bully of the Ninja World. Every other village would secretly celebrate the death of the Eight-Tails. The Cloud would be powerless, reduced to barking threats at every suspect they could find.
And that was exactly the stage Hiruzen wanted. It was ti for the world to et a new, uncompromising Hidden Leaf—and a Hokage who didn't know the aning of "rcy."
"Gentlen... Move out!"
"Yes, Lord Hokage!"
As they exited, the sunset poured through the windows, casting long, fiery shadows across the room. The fire in their eyes matched the sky.
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