Among them, the major ninja clans in the village had all planted spies.
Except for the Hyūga clan; with their Byakugan, the Pangolin couldn't hide at all.
There was also the Aburame clan—he had completely forgotten that Konoha even had such a clan. Their secrecy work was extremely well-done.
Kairen quietly analyzed the intel from Pangolin No. 1 and found that there was only one clan that could be won over—the Uchiha clan.
Even Sarutobi Hiruzen was wary of this clan. When the village's ninja clans held meetings, the Uchiha were never invited, completely excluded from the circle of power. Kairen could make an attempt.
Of course, he wasn't visiting because of Uchiha Mikoto, nor was he thinking about her.
While Kairen was still considering, Yakushi Nono lifted Wolon and Fenchu out of a pile of bamboo shoots, gently rubbing their fur.
Kairen rubbed his forehead. After thinking, he was about to go do some hentai things.
He turned his gaze toward Yakushi Nono, dressed in a black ninja outfit with a purple-white flak jacket—completely unable to showcase her figure at all.
"Come sit!" Kairen clapped his hands, pointing at his own chest.
Yakushi Nono shot him a glance, then lowered her head again, continuing to tease Fenchu and Wolon.
Kairen sighed helplessly: "You can't sit?"
Yakushi Nono hugged Wolon and Fenchu and slowly approached Kairen.
Their backs quietly leaned against each other.
Kairen shifted, Yakushi Nono holding the two pandas, and he wrapped his arms around her.
Kairen slowly rested his head on her shoulder, teasing the two chubby little bears Wolon and Fenchu with her.
"Mm~"
Yakushi Nono massaged the pandas' soft bodies.
Kairen leaned on Yakushi Nono's shoulder and helplessly said:
"Next time you meet me, don't wear the ninja flak jacket. You're so stingy—how is anyone supposed to feel the vastness of your chest?!"
Yakushi Nono smiled. She understood exactly what he meant, and couldn't help but find his flustered irritation a bit amusing.
The two whispered sweet words for a while. Just as Kairen was about to take things a step further, Yakushi Nono used Body Flicker and ran off.
He immediately turned into a puff of smoke and drifted into Tsunade's room, hearing faint water sounds.
Kairen glanced over and instantly understood everything.
Tsunade had already started solving things on her own. Kairen no longer used Traceless Spring Dream, turned into smoke again, and returned to his own room.
He grabbed Wolon and Fenchu by the scruff, hugged one, used the other as a pillow, and slowly fell asleep.
...
The next day, the entire Konoha was the same as yesterday. The newspaper agency was fiercely smearing the Konoha leadership, fanning civilian anger—but ANBU did not eat for free.
They secretly confiscated many newspapers and invited some of the loudest civilians to ANBU for tea. The uproar quieted slightly, but a deeper anger continued brewing.
Kairen woke up early, practiced some taijutsu.
Sparring with two kung fu masters benefited Kairen greatly. At the very least, he needed to choose flashy techniques with loud, ridiculous names. Shouting them instantly reduced the opponent's momentum by three points.
For example, Guy's Leaf Hurricane and Leaf Whirlwind—so dry and lacking presence. Something like Leaf Takes Flight, Leaf Mouse Steals Cheese… now that would be great!
Yamashita Shige led a group of at least fifty people into the Senju compound. It was the task Kairen had assigned him yesterday—gathering all the disabled civilian ninjas in the village at the Senju house.
Kairen healed them one by one. His miraculous medical skills left everyone wide-eyed, worshipping him.
After treatment, Kairen had them swear loyalty to Tsunade. The civilian ninjas had no objections and all knelt on one knee to pledge themselves to the Senju.
Just like that, the Senju gained another twelve Jōnin, eight Special Jōnin, and around twenty Chūnin.
Counting yesterday's, there were now twenty Jōnin, eight Special Jōnin, and thirty Chūnin on Tsunade and Kairen's side.
This kind of power was something the other ninja clans had to take seriously.
The village atmosphere grew more and more bizarre. Many ninjas noticed, but all shrank back, not daring to make a sound. Power struggles like this were not something they dared to touch—they could get killed.
Kairen loafed around the village for half a day. Near dusk, he led a large group toward the Uchiha residence.
At this time, the Uchiha clan was still in the village center—not yet pushed to the outskirts—but their living area was still a very remote corner.
There were hardly any shops around; the area was cold and deserted. The deeper they walked, the more cats they saw.
The Uchiha clan traded intelligence and weapons with Granny Cat. Many of their summoning beasts were cats—very similar to their own proud personalities.
As they swaggered down the road, many cats were scared into hiding.
But one cat's eyes gleamed, blinking at Kairen. Kairen recognized that cat—it was his Pangolin No. 6.
Halfway along, Kairen helplessly glanced at the delinquent punks walking beside him.
Their hair dyed bright, garish colors, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, dressed in bizarre outfits—like a gang of school bullies.
He looked at Canon beside him: "I'm visiting the Uchiha house, not going to chop someone up. Can't you at least dress normally?!"
Canon didn't answer. Instead, a shadow clone with [Shan] written on its forehead spoke with full gangster aura: "For a scene like this, the more people the better. That's how you keep the place under control."
Kairen shook his head and continued forward.
Shadow Clone Shan draped a large feather-trimmed coat over Kairen's shoulders and even put a cigarette in his mouth.
Now, Kairen radiated the full aura of a yakuza boss. He wasn't visiting the Uchiha—he was heading to hack someone down.
Passing a group of Uchiha kids playing, he scared them to tears; they ran home calling for their moms.
Obito jumped out from the side. Seeing Kairen—who was a full head taller—and the massive crowd behind him, he swallowed nervously: "Kairen, what are you doing? Are you going to war with the Uchiha clan?"
Kairen put out his cigarette and said to Obito: "I'm here for a visit!"
"A visit doesn't require bringing this many people—it looks like a street brawl."
At that moment, a dozen Uchiha Jōnin appeared on the rooftops, activating their Sharingan and looking down at Kairen's group.
Their arrogance instantly angered the lackeys behind Kairen. One by one they pulled out their weapons.
There were broadswords, AKs, Heavy Machine Guns—they all aimed at the Uchiha Jōnin, their bodies radiating the aura of lone wanderers and old Jianghu killers.
"What the hell are you staring at? Get down here and fight one-on-one!"
"You wanna throw down? Dare to look at us like that?!"
"Yeah! The last guy who looked down on us like that—there's already two meters of weeds on his grave!"
Uchiha Fugaku, leading the Uchiha Jōnin, jumped down and ordered the police force to deactivate their Sharingan.
He stepped forward, gave a friendly smile to Kairen, and said: "Kairen-kun, long time no see."
One couldn't blame Uchiha Fugaku for being friendly. Last night Kairen had driven a WWII German Tiger Tank and wiped out the Shimura clan. Even Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't dare say a word.
Now every ninja clan was terrified, afraid they would be the next to be wiped out.