142: Chapter 142 Guilty FeelingsSamui held the juice to Naruto's lips with her little hands and let him suck on it.
Naruto slurped his food while keeping his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.
"Itachi".
He asked hesitantly.
"The clues in Kirigakure are pretty clear now.Mei Terumi keeps telling me she wants to fight back."
"What do you think we should do to appear to be in the right?"
Itachi, who was quietly reading a book, lowered his eyes slightly upon hearing this, pondered for a moment, and then spoke softly.
"A sharp weapon is like a knife, and a greedy person will become a thief himself."
Naruto blinked, pondered for a moment, and said, "You mean.we should learn from Orochimaru?"
Itachi nodded.
Naruto chuckled and slapped his thigh: "Got it!I know that move too!"
He immediately shouted, "Lark!"
Not long after, Lark strode in.
"President."
"Give the order to our brothers in Kirigakure and the Aota clan to mobilize!Spread the word that the Mizukage is Orochimaru in disguise!"
He gently stroked Samui's small hand, tilting his head to continue his instructions.
"Highlight this!Tell us about the infamous Orochimaru, who experimented on ninjas, and how he used evil magic to change his face and became your Mizukage!"
"All those riots, Elder Yuanshi's murder, framing Mei Terumi, the former Mizukage—it was all his own doing!And now he's secretly capturing you bloodline ninjas to conduct his insane experiments!"
"Make mass copies of all the evidence we've gathered—the transfer orders, the cursed seal records—so that the Hidden Mist ninjas will be talking about this all the time!"
"Yes!" Yun Que answered loudly and turned to make the arrangements.
Within a few days, the news spread like wildfire throughout Kirigakure.
Everywhere you look, you can see villagers huddled together, whispering to each other.
"Have you heard?Our Mizukage is a fake!"
"It was Orochimaru, that demon, in disguise!"
"I knew those things were weird!Turns out it was all his doing!"
"Elder Yuan died unjustly!"
"Lady Terumi Mei was also wronged!"
Various vivid rumors, accompanied by various pieces of evidence, swept through the fog-shrouded streets and alleys.
Soon, some ninjas who were already more inclined to support Mei Homura also joined the movement.
Like sparks, they began to peek out from various places.
Inside the Water Shadow's office.
Mizuno Hakuro knelt on one knee, urgently reporting on the escalating storm in the village.
"Lord Orochimaru.there are some very unpleasant rumors circulating outside, all about your true identity and what happened before.and there are more and more voices supporting Mei Terumi."
Orochimaru grinned, a chilling aura emanating from him.
"Such despicable tactics.it must be that damned chamber of commerce pulling the strings behind the scenes!"
He immediately ordered: "Send word to the guards to appease the villagers and tell them that this is all a conspiracy by hostile forces, intended to split up Wuyin!"
Mizuno Hakuro left in a hurry.
As soon as the heavy office door closed, Orochimaru's cold gaze turned to the shadowy corner of the room.
Sasuke is completely irresponsible.
He was slung across the leather sofa, one leg resting on the armrest, the Kusanagi sword leaning crookedly against his hand, his eyes half-closed, his face full of arrogance.
"Sasuke-kun," Orochimaru said in a conciliatory tone, "have your Anbu mobilize and suppress them secretly!Find the source of the rumors and deal with it directly!We must make these restless voices disappear completely."
Sasuke didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, only letting out a soft, ambiguous hum from his nose, which was considered as if he had heard it.
Seeing Sasuke's arrogant attitude, Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, forcibly suppressing his displeasure.
In the current situation, this simpleton is still an indispensable henchman; we need to appease him first.
He gave a dry laugh and took out a vial of medicine that glowed with a pale green light from the refrigerator next to him.
This contains the active cells of the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, which he carefully purified.
"Sasuke-kun~" he called out to Sasuke, who seemed to be about to turn and leave.
"You seem to be having some trouble using your Sharingan lately, so this is a little gift I prepared for you."
He tossed the medicine to Sasuke: "It can significantly enhance your cell vitality and chakra capacity, and will greatly reduce the burden on your Sharingan in the future."
Sasuke reached out and took the vial of medicine, scrutinizing Orochimaru with his eyes.
"Don't worry, Sasuke-kun, we are allies now."
Orochimaru licked his lips."We all need more power, don't we?"
Sasuke didn't say anything more, rolled up his sleeves, and injected the medicine directly into his body.
A gentle yet immense life force instantly flowed through his limbs and bones.The Sharingan, which had been experiencing stinging pains and blurred vision due to overuse, now felt as if it were flowing into a clear spring, incredibly cool and refreshing.
He could feel his pupil power rapidly converging, his vision becoming clearer than ever before, and his chakra becoming unusually active.
He clenched his fist, feeling the newfound power, but still didn't give Orochimaru a friendly look.
Before Orochimaru could say anything more, he simply picked up his sword and left the office.
Orochimaru looked at his arrogant back, and mentally prepared himself, "Oh well, I'm used to it."
Beside the Chamber of Commerce training ground.
Kurotsuchi grabbed Sakura, who had just finished physical training and was wiping away sweat while panting.
"Pink hair!Pink hair!I'm talking to you!"
Kurotsuchi lowered his voice, his face still showing indignation, "I saw it with my own eyes a couple of days ago!Your guild leader pounced on that Kumogakure Samui in broad daylight!My god!It was unbearable to watch!"
She gestured with her hands, her expression exaggerated: "Just like a hungry wolf seeing meat!It pounced with incredible accuracy!Exactly as you described before!This guy really is a lecherous monster!"
Upon hearing this, Sakura almost dropped the towel in her hand, her heart skipping a beat.
How did this "fake father" actually end up in front of the real person?
She forced herself to remain calm and gave a dry laugh: "You saw it with your own eyes."...!
"Is it even possible that it's fake?"
Heitu patted his chest and said, "I saw it clearly!He was the one who lunged at it!That Samui didn't even try to fight back!"
Sakura's forehead was sweating, her eyes darting around.Oh no!This misunderstanding is huge!If the student council president finds out that all the gossip originated from me… he'll probably crush me into a sakura mochi!
She hadn't figured out how to smooth things over yet.
A guard quickly approached and bowed respectfully to Sakura: "Minister Sakura, the president requests your presence in his office."
Sakura: "!"
They're here!They've come to settle scores!
Heitu, still gloating, nudged her with his elbow and winked, "Oh, they're calling you over~ Is something good about to happen?"
Sakura forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, her heart filled with regret, and dawdled toward the office.
"What should I do, what should I do."
"Is it too late to confess now?Just say I didn't mean it?Naruto's too cunning, do you think he'll believe me?"
"What if they send me to clean the chamber of commerce's toilets."
Reaching the office door, she took several deep breaths before slowly pushing it open with trembling hands.
Naruto was sitting behind his desk, patting Samui absentmindedly, his face revealing no emotion.
He looked at Sakura, who walked in with evasive eyes and was almost curled up in a ball, and spoke slowly.
"Sakura…"
Prev Next