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Naruto looked toward the Mizukage with a smirk on his face and said calmly,
"Is that all?"
The Mizukage roared and rushed toward Naruto at full speed, using his second-tailed state, thinking this would be the end of the battle. All around, the shinobi forces of the Mist were cheering wildly for their Kage, believing he would defeat this so-called villain.
But in the shadows, Itachi simply shook his head.
He already knew how this would end.
This battle… is already over.
Naruto sighed and, in the very next instant, delivered a devastating kick straight to Yagura's chest. The force sent him flying into the ocean, destroying several buildings along the way.
The entire Mist army stood frozen, stunned at what they'd just witnessed. Even in his transformed state, Yagura had been treated like a ragdoll.
Naruto casually walked through the ruined street like it was nothing—like the destruction was as normal as breathing.
Itachi shook his head again, while Naruto's ANBU squad—who had accompanied him—watched the battle with an odd sense of calm. A few of them even had popcorn in hand.
Itachi raised an eyebrow at the sight, only for them to look at him and shrug.
He sighed… and then reached for some popcorn himself.
Meanwhile, the Mist shinobi were staring in absolute awe and terror at the crater left by Naruto's kick. One hit—just one—had left such devastation.
Naruto finally arrived at the edge of the ocean, standing calmly.
Suddenly, the water began to rise, swirling violently as a massive dome formed. Shinobi gasped in fear and disbelief as the Three-Tailed Beast—Isobu—emerged in full form.
From within the beast, Yagura shouted furiously,
"Now you've done it! This is my full power! I'm going to end you!"
Naruto, unfazed, shook his head.
"To be honest, when I came here… I thought you'd be fun. I expected a little excitement."
He looked up at the Mizukage coldly.
"But it turns out—you're just a disappointment."
Yagura had had enough. He began charging his full-powered Bijūdama, determined to obliterate Naruto once and for all.
The massive ball of chakra grew, humming with raw energy. Mist shinobi began to cheer again, convinced this would be the finishing blow. Yagura smirked with confidence.
Naruto didn't move.
The Bijūdama launched forward at full force, tearing through the air toward Naruto. Many shinobi believed it was over.
But Naruto simply removed one hand from his pocket.
It happened in a blur.
One moment, the Bijūdama was speeding toward him.
The next moment… Naruto backhanded it.
The attack reversed direction, flying back straight at Yagura.
The Mizukage's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What—?!"
Cursing under his breath, he summoned his chakra shell in a desperate attempt to shield himself from his own attack.
BOOOOM!
A colossal explosion erupted across the sea.
Back on land, Itachi chuckled softly.
"To be honest, there's very little that surprises me anymore… but Naruto always manages to push the limit."
Naruto stood with a bored expression on his face. One hand was still lazily tucked into his pocket, and the other hung limply at his side. He looked toward Yagura, who was now barely standing—steam rising from his battered body.
Naruto shook his head.
"It's time to end this."
In the blink of an eye, he vanished, shattering the ground beneath him from the sheer force of his departure. Yagura barely had time to utter a defiant cry—something along the lines of,
"You'll pay for this!"
But Naruto didn't care.
Suddenly, Yagura screamed—a raw, guttural sound of pure pain and agony.
Naruto had appeared behind him, his fist crashing through Yagura's chakra shell like it was made of glass—not the impenetrable defense that had once made him feared across the Elemental Nations. The sound of shattering echoed loudly as the mighty Three-Tails' protection crumbled.
From the rebellion's base, far from the center of battle, a group of shinobi heard that chilling scream—the scream of a monster brought to its knees. The rebel leader, Mei Terumi, along with her elite shinobi, decided they could wait no longer. They rushed toward the source of the destruction to witness it for themselves.
When they arrived, they saw it.
Naruto had just backhanded the full-powered Bijūdama right back at Yagura, and the impact had turned the battlefield into a flooded wasteland. Water surged in every direction as Yagura thrashed and screamed, his chakra shell completely shattered.
And then—it ended.
Yagura reverted to his human form, unconscious and broken.
Naruto floated in the air, gripping Yagura by the head and holding him up for all to see. The battered Mizukage's body dangled lifelessly in his grasp.
Naruto's voice echoed across the silent battlefield:
"From this moment on, Konohagakure stands with the Rebellion side of Kirigakure."
He looked down at the stunned Mist shinobi, his gaze sharp and unyielding.
"Your leader, Yagura, has been defeated. You have two choices—fight against me and Konoha… or accept your defeat and acknowledge Mei Terumi as your new leader."
Gasps rippled through the crowd.
A heavy silence followed Naruto's declaration. Murmurs rippled through the surviving Mist shinobi as they looked around the battlefield—scorched, flooded, and broken.
They had all seen it.
This one shinobi—Naruto Namikaze—had vanished through their forces like a ghost, obliterated entire squads just to reach Yagura, and then defeated the Three-Tails Jinchūriki as if it were nothing. One by one, the Mist shinobi dropped their weapons. Kunai, swords, and scrolls clattered to the ground.
Mei Terumi stood still, eyes fixed on Naruto. She could hardly believe it—he had just defeated Yagura, the tyrant who ruled Kirigakure with an iron fist, and who had slaughtered her comrades for years.
Naruto turned toward Itachi, who had been watching quietly the entire time. He gave him a small nod. Itachi, understanding the signal, touched the brim of his cloak, and in a swirl of black feathers, he vanished, reappearing beside Naruto. The two disappeared together, leaving the stunned rebel and loyalist forces to process what had just happened.
Far away, in a hidden chamber—
Obito Uchiha slammed his fist into the wall, cracking it.
"Damn you. Damn you, Naruto Namikaze!" he roared, his Sharingan spinning wildly in the dark.
Everything had gone wrong. His control over Yagura was broken. He had underestimated Naruto—not once, but twice. First, when the boy was eight, and again now. Back then, he hadn't killed him out of fear. And now… now he had just lost one of his Jinchūriki.
"It's going to be a lot harder to get the Three-Tails back now," he muttered under his breath, his frustration boiling.
Back at the battlefield—
Yagura lay in a daze, his body broken but alive. His eyes fluttered open to see Itachi Uchiha staring down at him.
He blinked once.
Twice.
"Who are you people…? Where am I?"
He tried to rise into a fighting stance, but his body collapsed under the weight of his wounds. Agony tore through him. Itachi glanced back at Naruto, who gave a small nod.
Understanding, Itachi began to question Yagura, slowly unraveling the truth of what had transpired. The interrogation wouldn't be detailed here, but one thing became clear:
Yagura had no memory of his crimes.
A short time later—
Yagura was on his knees, weeping.
Tears fell freely down his face as the truth hit him like a thunderclap.
"How… how could I have done this… to my own people…?" he choked. "Bloodline or not… they were part of Kiri…"
The crimes, the purges, the executions—he had been the hand that carried them out. Mei Terumi, who had spent her life hating him, stood stunned.
She clenched her fists in fury. For years, she had blamed him. For her fallen friends. For the suffering of countless clans. For the blood-soaked history of Kirigakure.
And now?
Now she found out—the man she had hated was never in control of his own actions… it shook her to the core.
Someone else had been using Yagura like a puppet—just to exact revenge on Kirigakure.
Mei clenched her fists tightly at the realization, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and sorrow. Naruto simply shook his head.
"So? What's your decision now, Mizukage? Seems like you've been promoted earlier than I expected."
Mei looked down and sighed.
"I... I don't know. Not yet."
Naruto shrugged.
"Well, it's not our problem. You'll have to deal with it at your own pace." He then turned toward Yagura. "But remember… that man—the one who manipulated you—he'll come again. Hopefully next time, you'll be strong enough to resist him."
Yagura nodded silently, his expression a mixture of shame and determination.
Naruto turned back to Mei.
"So then, Mizukage—have you signed the alliance scroll?"
Mei gave a faint nod and handed over the scroll.
"Yes, it's done."
"Excellent," Naruto said with a small smirk, glancing toward Itachi. Itachi gave a subtle nod.
"Of course, Taichō. We've completed our part."
Naruto turned to leave.
"Well then, we'll be taking our leave."
Mei quickly spoke up, "Wait! You just arrived not long ago. Why don't you stay and rest a while?"
Naruto shook his head. "Nah, can't do that. We've got more missions to complete."
And with that, he vanished from the office in an instant. Mei stared at the empty space where he had stood, stunned, but eventually nodded in quiet understanding.
Elsewhere—
"So, what do you think, Kaijō?" Itachi asked casually. "Did that entertain you?"
Naruto glanced sideways at him.
"Not really."
Itachi gave a soft chuckle. "Well, it'll have to do for now."
He had seen the kind of chaos Naruto could stir with ease—conflict followed him like a shadow.
To be honest, Naruto was bored—bored out of his mind. The power he possessed… it was almost unfair. Itachi had seen it firsthand. Though he had once been Naruto's sensei, it hadn't taken long before Naruto surpassed him completely.
Once Naruto joined the ANBU, he had risen like a comet—instantly becoming its brightest star. Within months, he became a captain. Now, the elders were even considering making him the general of the ANBU.
But Itachi already knew what Naruto would say.
He'd refuse.
Why?
Because even ANBU had become boring.
The missions, the assassinations, the strategy—none of it truly thrilled him anymore. Not with the overwhelming power he held. There was no one left to compete with. No challenge that pushed him.
Itachi sometimes liked to imagine that the Hokage could give Naruto a good fight—but deep down, he knew even that was just wishful thinking.