"Then I'll be waiting for your good news."
Uchiha Nan nodded.
The sliver of mental will formed by Mangekyō's power faded away, returning to his main body.
At this moment, Nan was still piloting Susanoo, locked in brutal close combat with Uzumaki Mito.
There were no flashy techniques now—
just raw, physical violence.
Every blow landed solidly.
Fist to flesh. Flesh to bone.
"Uzumaki Mito—you're finished!"
Nan burst out laughing arrogantly.
After his conversation with the Nine-Tails, he felt this round was completely locked in.
"What are you talking about?"
Mito's heart skipped a beat.
By her calculations, if this dragged on, she could exhaust Nan's chakra and ocular power first. Victory should have been hers.
"Mito—!"
"You've been stealing my chakra all this time!"
"Hand it over!"
Kurama's shrill voice suddenly exploded from deep within her body.
The tails that had long been bound by sealing chains began to tremble violently.
Chakra that had been quietly eroding the seal for years erupted all at once.
In just a few seconds, four or five chains shattered completely.
The remaining chains cracked, fractures spreading rapidly.
The Nine-Tails roared, tearing open a corner of the seal and forcefully reclaiming its chakra, swelling its power.
Damn it!
How could this happen now?!
When did this beast manage to corrode the seal so deeply?!
Mito was horrified. She immediately mobilized the sealing technique at full power, desperately suppressing the Nine-Tails.
It must not escape.
Broken chains reformed, trying to bind Kurama again.
But the Nine-Tails was no ordinary beast.
It was the strongest of all tailed beasts.
Back then, Hashirama himself had exerted tremendous effort to seal it. Now that it finally had a chance to turn the tables, it was determined to wreak havoc—maybe even escape today.
As for Uzumaki Mito's life or death?
Why should a tailed beast care?
Every Jinchūriki deserved to die.
They all treated tailed beasts as tools of war—rotten to the core.
"Trying to seal me again?"
"Not that easy!"
Kurama struggled violently, forcing Mito to divert all her attention inward.
She no longer had the luxury to deal with Uchiha Nan.
Perfect.
Nan could clearly feel Mito's aura weakening.
The power of the tailed-beast transformation was rapidly diminishing.
Kurama was making its move.
This was the ideal moment to beat a drowning dog.
Nan slammed a punch into Kurama's face, then followed up with a ruthless flurry—
a full military-style combo that left Mito dizzy and disoriented.
Mito endured it in silence.
Losing to Nan wouldn't kill her. Her status guaranteed that—
Hashirama's widow, mother of the Senju clan head, Konoha's Nine-Tails Jinchūriki. Any one of those identities was a death immunity talisman.
But Kurama was different.
Once a tailed beast broke free, the Jinchūriki's life was as good as over.
Damn it!
Mito cursed internally.
That cursed fox had clearly struck some kind of deal with Uchiha Nan. Otherwise, the timing wouldn't be this perfect.
This couldn't continue.
She had to suppress the Nine-Tails with everything she had.
Mito raised her hand, signaling for a halt, and dispelled her tailed-beast form.
She prepared to concede.
"I con—"
Nan's eyes widened.
He read her lips.
She was surrendering?!
Without the slightest hesitation, Nan instantly dismissed Susanoo and dropped from the air, driving a brutal punch straight into Mito's face.
"I want—"
"I want to fight you to the death?"
"Good! Lady Mito, I admire women like you the most!"
"Rest assured, I firmly believe in gender equality. I would never discriminate against female comrades!"
"I've felt your resolve. I'll give it my all!"
As he spoke, Nan smashed another punch into her abdomen, knocking the words right out of her mouth.
One more punch.
Symmetry mattered.
Mito's face, though lined with age, still carried traces of her former beauty. Even now, her elegance hadn't fully faded—one could easily imagine how stunning she had been in her youth.
Nan felt nothing.
Beauty was fleeting. In the end, all returned to dust.
The teachings echoed in his ears—
Eat my face-destroying punch!
Before long, Uzumaki Mito's face swelled grotesquely.
A perfect pig's head.
"I SAID I SURRENDER!!!"
"Huh? What was that?"
"Oh—my bad! That's on me, Lady Mito. Why didn't you say it sooner?"
Nan instantly stopped, wearing a deeply concerned expression as he helped her up. His face was full of apology—
But the grin at the corner of his mouth was completely out of control.
It felt amazing.
Years of restraint.
Couldn't beat Senju Tobirama—
but beating Uzumaki Mito instead?
Just as satisfying.
"I said surrender, you bastard!"
Mito's eyes burned with murderous intent.
If not for the Nine-Tails still rampaging inside her, she would've gladly staked her old life to drag Nan down with her.
This was beyond humiliating.
He didn't hit anywhere else—
only her face.
Beaten into a pig's head.
Even if she was old and didn't care about looks anymore, this was still unforgivable.
She had dignity.
"Lady Mito, this really isn't my fault," Nan said innocently.
"You spoke too slowly."
"I know a bit of medical ninjutsu—want me to treat you?"
"Get lost!"
"You innately evil Uchiha brat!"
"The Hokage seat is yours! Now stop bothering this old woman!"
Mito exploded into curses, sounding just like her hot-blooded youth.
Nan wore an innocent expression, shrugged helplessly, and turned away, heading toward Uchiha Inabi to share the good news.
After so much preparation, it was finally done.
From now on—
Konoha belonged to the Uchiha.
"Hahahahaha—!"
Nan couldn't help laughing out loud as he walked away, prompting Mito's furious shouting to grow even louder.
If you're going to laugh, can't you at least go farther away?!
"Nine-Tails, was it?"
"You picked this moment to stir trouble. You're dead."
With her hands finally free, Mito turned all her fury inward.
Kurama had pushed her too far.
"Hahaha! Pig-head Mito! Getting beaten like that by a junior—how pathetic!"
Kurama's mocking laughter was the final spark.
Mito snapped and suppressed the Nine-Tails with overwhelming force.
In the sealing space, Kurama was bound up once more. Mito's hair floated as chains lashed down, whipping its rear relentlessly.
The Nine-Tails howled in agony.
"Uchiha Nan, you little bastard—this is all your fault!"
"If you break our promise, I won't let you off!"
"Stop saying his name!"
"I'll beat you to death!"
"Bastard!!!"
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