The world's territory is vast, and keeping it firmly under control is no easy task.
Many people outwardly submitted to Konoha, yet once they returned home, they continued acting as local warlords.
After all, with the heavens high and the emperor far away, few truly believed that Konoha could govern everything.
However, Makoto had already prepared a solution for this from the very beginning.
The Tower of Solarity!
As long as an area was bathed in the light of the Tower of Solarity, Makoto refused to believe that any disobedience would persist.
The Five Great Nations no longer existed.
In Makoto's initial policy plan, they were restructured into the Five Imperial Provinces, each larger than before, as they were merged with several surrounding smaller nations.
Each province governed numerous cities, but apart from changes in the administrative structure, there were no drastic shifts—at least for now.
After all, in the beginning, one must not take too big a step forward.
Due to time constraints, the reformation of the Suna, Kumo, Iwa, and Kirigakures could not be implemented quickly.
After all, these four villages collectively possessed tens of thousands of ninja, making it impossible to restructure them overnight.
For now, the process could only begin with the smaller nations and villages.
However, knowledge of the Ninja Guild had already begun spreading across various regions.
As time passed, even though countless matters piled up all at once, making it difficult for Makoto to keep up, he gradually managed to organize and streamline all government affairs.
Each Imperial Province required governors sent from his side to take over administration, along with a number of elite Jonin as enforcers.
Once the Tower of Solarity was completed in each province, true stability could finally be ensured.
At the same time, preparations for Makoto's coronation ceremony were being accelerated.
In this world, the concepts of "Emperor" and "Empire" had never truly existed.
For thousands of years, the world had remained in a state of constant warfare, and the highest rulers had been no more than Daimyo—mere feudal lords.
The only time the world had ever been unified was during the era of the Sage of Six Paths and his Ninja Sect.
When Makoto first introduced the idea of an Empire, many were puzzled by his choice of a term that carried religious undertones.
As for the coronation ceremony itself—it was almost entirely his own creation.
For the sake of Makoto's coronation ceremony, the entire Konoha was bustling with preparations.
Every sector was busy making arrangements, yet the citizens of Konoha displayed overwhelming enthusiasm.
After all, this was a monumental occasion for their Hokage.
The fact that he had managed to unify the world in such a short time felt like something out of a dream—something even novels wouldn't dare to write!
Standing tall outside of Konoha, the Brutal Justice—a divine mecha god—was something beyond imagination.
No matter how wildly one's mind wandered, nothing could have prepared them for the sight of such a colossal being wielding the power of a god!
Lord Hokage is a god!
Many firmly believed this.
Whether gods truly existed in this world or not didn't matter—for them, Lord Hokage's status had already surpassed any deity of legend.
Another half a month passed, and finally, the coronation ceremony began.
On this day, countless spectators arrived from beyond the village to witness history.
Konoha had never been decorated in such grandeur.
Every household had auspicious talismans posted on their doors, the rooftops were adorned with colorful lanterns, and long red carpets stretched across the streets.
Citizens lined the roadsides, yet not a single person dared step onto the carpets.
Amazingly, the Anbu didn't even need to enforce order—the people themselves maintained an extraordinary level of discipline.
Before long, the Hokage's ceremonial procession began to make its way forward.
Makoto and Ayari rode together in a magnificent carriage, both dressed in grand ceremonial attire.
The design of their garments was personally provided by Makoto, inspired by imperial robes from historical dramas of his past life.
Visually, their attire exuded an unprecedented level of majesty and prestige.
Makoto himself remained composed, his mindset unchanged despite the occasion.
In contrast, Ayari appeared visibly tense, her unease evident.
Sensing this, Makoto gently took her hand, offering a comforting touch to ease her nervousness.
At first, Ayari never expected to be riding in the grand carriage alongside Makoto.
Makoto had merely smiled and told her, "You are the Empress, the mistress of the world. Why wouldn't you?"
It was true—she was his wife.
Yet, she had never interfered in what Makoto did outside.
Every decision he made, every step he took, was beyond her imagination.
From the boy next door, he had risen to become the head of the Hyuga clan.
Later, through some unknown turn of events, after the Third and Fourth Hokage perished in a deadly battle, he had assumed the mantle of Hokage.
And now—suddenly, someone had told her that her husband was the ruler of the entire world.
To Ayari, these words sounded too fantastical.
Yet, Makoto himself hadn't changed.
He was still the same as always, busy with his duties every day, but always making time for her and their children.
Her world wasn't vast—just their small home in the Hokage residence.
But to her, Makoto had always been the king of her world.
As their royal carriage came into view, the citizens lining the streets fell to their knees, their voices resounding in unison as they shouted their praises.
Makoto chuckled softly, turning to Ayari. "You have no idea how jealous your sister is of you," he teased. "Don't let yourself stay in a daze the entire ceremony."
These words left Ayari momentarily dazed.
She recalled the moment when Makoto suddenly told her that she would be riding with him in the grand carriage.
Her sister's expression at that time—a mix of envy, jealousy, and frustration—was almost as if she wanted to devour someone alive.
Thinking of this, Ayari couldn't help but press her lips together and chuckle, the tension in her heart easing slightly as she tightly grasped Makoto's hand.
No matter what happened, Makoto had always remembered her.
Makoto chuckled softly. "You should be sure to share your experience with her when you get back."
Ayari laughed. "Forget it. I'm afraid she might actually eat me."
The procession continued forward, the air filled with the endless cries of 'Long live the Emperor!'
At first, Makoto didn't think much of it. But as time passed, he looked ahead at the seemingly endless streets, and wherever they advanced, a vast wave of people would fall to their knees in reverence.
Suddenly, Makoto began to enjoy this feeling—this was what it meant to stand at the very peak.
This wasn't just an empty title.
How could a true Emperor ever allow anyone to stand above him?
As the carriage moved forward, the shouts of devotion continued to echo, surrounding Makoto every step of the way.
According to the ceremony's procedure, the next step was to recite a series of invocations under the guidance of the ceremonial official.
Makoto recalled that in his past life, emperors would declare their ascension to the heavens.
But why would he need to pay respects to heaven and earth?
The words he spoke were more like a proclamation—a declaration to the world and all its people that Hyuga Makoto was the one and only Emperor.
Since there had never been a ceremony like this before, everything was his own creation, and no one dared to object.
However, for the ceremonial officials, this was no trivial matter.
Unlike Makoto's casual attitude, they were extremely nervous, meticulously documenting every step of the process so that future successors would have a precedent to follow.
Makoto, on the other hand, didn't think much about it.
After hours of rituals, he was beginning to feel exhausted, thinking to himself that he should've made the ceremony shorter.
Moreover, the ceremonial robes he wore were incredibly cumbersome, making movement difficult.
Finally, at exactly twelve noon, the coronation ceremony officially came to an end.
Though the ritual had concluded, the entire village of Konoha erupted into a grand celebration, rejoicing over the arrival of their Emperor.
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