Ren Takashi leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled, eyes bright with revelation. "It's not just about chakra reserves, Father," he explained. "The threat to the Uzumaki comes from deeper roots—sealing techniques and political structure."
He went on to explain that Uzumaki Mito's role as the first known Jinchūriki had made the other villages uneasy. Her success in sealing and mastering the Nine Tails had not only intimidated the world but inspired it. The major villages had begun conducting Jinchūriki experiments of their own, but without powerful sealing techniques, their efforts were doomed.
"So they'll come for the Uzumaki Clan," Ren Takashi concluded. "They're isolated, possess unmatched sealing jutsu, and worst of all, they're organized. A ninja clan running a country—no daimyo wants that example to survive."
Uchiha Nobuhiko and Kokomi exchanged a grim glance. "We'll dispatch scouts immediately," Nobuhiko promised. "With our Ninja Cat Clan contracts, we'll have reports back in hours. But timely response is another matter."
"I have that covered," Ren Takashi said, presenting two Flying Thunder God daggers. "Place one with each team. If something happens, I'll be there in an instant."
Nobuhiko stared. "You mastered the Flying Thunder God? When?"
"After I signed the contract with Lady Mito. She entrusted me with the full Senju inheritance."
"You're keeping it with her?"
"It's safer there. Taking it out would attract Sarutobi and Danzo's attention. Besides, when the clan is unified and the Merit Pavilion is in place, I'll share what's appropriate."
Nobuhiko nodded. "Fine. But teleporting teams... are you sure your chakra is enough?"
"I'll make it enough."
That night, Ren Takashi activated a new wish: five minutes of ultimate comprehension. In that short window, he perfected and upgraded the Flying Thunder God Technique. He created a method of embedding personal space seals directly through mental focus—no daggers needed—and even developed a ritual array to share chakra costs with teammates.
He tested his work immediately. Olive-sized space marks flickered into existence, invisible to all but him. Soon, he was teleporting effortlessly around his bedroom, then across vast distances. He even discovered and hijacked Senju Tobirama's old space marks scattered across the world.
"Thousands of marks, even in Uchiha territory," Ren Takashi mused. "Tobirama really got around. But how did he still die to the Gold and Silver Brothers?"
He dismissed the thought and continued practicing until exhaustion crept in. After restoring his mind with meditation and training his chakra with Zhoutian movement exercises, Ren Takashi finally slept.
The next morning, he delegated Shadow Clones as usual and made his way to Uzumaki Mito's residence.
"Hey, you're here!" Tsunade greeted with a smile.
"Ren Takashi, eat something?" Mito offered.
"Brother Ren Takashi!" Nawaki added cheerfully.
"I'm good," Ren Takashi waved them off. "Sensei, yesterday you said the pharmacy research institute is complete. Is that true?"