Daimyo /Chapter 63 Kill a Little Vegetable

Inside the temporary shelter built by Shimotsuki Kōmei, Nagato and Yahiko were playing marbles.

“Watch my Missile Jutsu!”

“Hmph, I’ll dodge with Body Flicker!”

Konan sat beside him, holding a piece of paper. Her small face was serious as she threw the paper to the ground, waved her tiny hands wildly a few times, and childishly shouted, “Explode!”

Shimotsuki Kōmei, “...”

Glancing outside, the rain was like a waterfall, so Shimotsuki Kōmei abandoned his plan to go out.

“Nagato, Yahiko, Konan, come here. The rain is heavy today, unsuitable for going out. I’ll teach you Chakra extraction.”

Having nothing else to do, he decided to teach the three children how to Cultivate.

“Really, Teacher?” Konan’s big eyes looked at him longingly.

“That’s great, Nagato! Teacher is going to teach us how to Cultivate!” Yahiko jumped up, excitedly shouting to Nagato.

Nagato nodded heavily, clenching his small fists, “Mm.”

“Come over quickly,” Shimotsuki Kōmei called the three little ones in front of him. “Today, I’ll teach you the basics of becoming a Ninja: Chakra extraction.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei taught the three little ones the Chakra extraction technique he Cultivated.

Nagato, Yahiko, and Konan, the three little ones, had excellent talent. Within two days, all three successfully extracted Chakra.

“Ise, go fetch some water. Nagato, Yahiko, go catch a few fish. Fusang and Mihui, start a fire and cook.”

The sun once again handed over to the moon. Shimotsuki Kōmei ended the day’s activities and found an empty house to rest.

“Teacher, we all have things to do. What will you do?”

“My task is the most important: supervising you all. Konan, come give me a shoulder rub.”

“Hmph, you scoundrel Teacher.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei found a comfortable spot to sit, and Konan obediently massaged his shoulders.

“You scoundrel, let go of Nagato!”

“Teacher, quickly! A scoundrel has grabbed Nagato!”

Yahiko’s shouts pierced Shimotsuki Kōmei’s ears. He instantly stood up, strode to the doorway, kicked open the door, and flashed straight to the riverside.

“Shout all you want, it’s useless even if you scream yourself hoarse. No one can save you.”

Sabui grabbed Nagato and stepped closer to Yahiko.

“You scoundrel, our Teacher won’t let you get away with this!” Yahiko threatened Sabui, his short legs continuously backing away.

“Heh heh, what kind of Teacher? If he dares to come, he’ll die just the same. Maybe he’s already run away.”

Sabui curled his lip, not caring in the slightest about the “Teacher” from the little brat’s mouth. The two strange figures behind him gave him infinite confidence.

“Is that so? You’re quite brave.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei appeared behind Yahiko, reached out, lifted Yahiko, and placed him behind him.

“You’re their Teacher? You’re the one who impersonated me, ruined the adult’s plan, and almost got me killed!”

Shimotsuki Kōmei’s sudden appearance startled Sabui, who took a step back.

Seeing the two important figures behind him from the corner of his eye, Sabui regained his confidence, stood his ground, and questioned Shimotsuki Kōmei.

“Nagato! Your Excellency, please quickly save Nagato!”

Ise, Fusang, and the others gathered upon hearing the commotion. Fusang tightly clutched Shimotsuki Kōmei’s arm, her face full of pleading.

“Don’t worry.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei gently pushed away Fusang’s hand, then turned to Sabui and said, “So what if it’s me? Who told you to be so ugly? I remembered you the first time I saw you.”

“You scoundrel, tell me, who are you? Otherwise, I’ll kill him!”

Sabui gritted his teeth, picked up Nagato with one hand, and choked Nagato’s throat with the other, slowly applying pressure.

“No!” Ise and Fusang screamed and rushed towards Sabui. Shimotsuki Kōmei restrained them in place.

“Hahahaha, speak quickly!”

Sabui’s hand began to exert force. Nagato’s lips gradually turned purple, and his eyes rolled back.

“You shouldn’t have threatened me.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei appeared behind Sabui at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, leaned close to Sabui’s ear, and softly uttered a few words.

Sabui’s pupils contracted as if he had heard a demon’s whisper.

Shimotsuki Kōmei’s right hand was covered in Wind Release. Wind Release could make his hand sharper than a blade.

It would also form countless small whirlwinds, remaining in the wound, continuously destroying it.

Shimotsuki Kōmei’s hand blade fell, cleanly severing Sabui’s arm. He caught Nagato and handed him to Fusang.

Fusang quickly took Nagato, hugged him tightly, and rubbed her face against Nagato’s head.

“Ah!”

The pain from his arm brought Sabui back to his senses. He clutched his profusely bleeding left shoulder, howling in agony.

Zetsu and Tobi, seeing Sabui fail, had no choice but to step forward themselves.

The two flashed and landed beside Sabui, helping him stop the bleeding.

“Your Excellency, who are you? Would you mind telling us?”

Zetsu stared at Shimotsuki Kōmei without blinking and asked.

Shimotsuki Kōmei looked up at the hazy moon.

“Strictly speaking, I am your future father.”

Zetsu’s white face turned black, and his black face turned white. Ōtsutsuki Kaguya was Zetsu’s inverse scale. For countless years, he had been working to revive Kaguya.

Shimotsuki Kōmei not only cursed him but also desecrated his mother. Zetsu’s rage surged.

“You’re asking for death! Tobi, attack!”

“Possession!”

Tobi possessed Sabui, greatly enhancing Sabui’s strength.

Sabui clenched his right hand, feeling the change in his strength, and his confidence returned.

His eyes burned with hatred, a fire that could burn a hole in the Nine Heavens.

“You’re dead. The people behind you are dead too.”

Sabui’s voice was cold, as cold as being thrown naked into forty-below-zero water on a mid-winter day.

“You think you’re capable again, huh? Wind Release: Wind Moon Crescent Blade!”

Shimotsuki Kōmei swung his right hand upwards, and a semicircular wind blade slashed out.

Sabui hastily dodged. A giant rock dozens of meters behind him was cut in half, with a hair-thin mark in the middle.

“Wind Release: Consecutive Slashes!”

Shimotsuki Kōmei swung both hands, and several wind blades slashed out. Sabui dodged left and right, barely avoiding them.

“Tobi, quickly release the possession!” Zetsu shouted.

As soon as Tobi released the possession, Shimotsuki Kōmei’s hand blade severed Sabui’s head.

Tobi touched his neck, still feeling lingering fear. He had almost died.

“Oh my, just barely missed.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei flexed his wrist, clicked his tongue, raised an eyebrow, and looked regretful.

“This isn’t over. Let’s go.”

Zetsu and Tobi melted into the trees and disappeared.

“Let’s go back. The danger is temporarily averted. You three must Cultivate diligently.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei gently patted the three little ones’ heads.

“Understood, Teacher!”

A few days later, Shimotsuki Kōmei finally found Junzō of the Heavenly King, who was being pursued by three Konoha Ninja.

Shimotsuki Kōmei kicked a stone from the ground, shattering one Ninja’s knee.

“Who’s there, hiding and sneaking? Get out here!”

The three Konoha Ninja stood back to back, vigilantly observing every rustle in the surroundings.

“I only want that child. You can leave.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei emerged from the shadows, approaching Junzō step by step.

“You scoundrel, you ambushed us and still dare to be so arrogant!”

“Noisy.”

Shimotsuki Kōmei body-flickered next to the three Konoha Ninja, grabbing each of their necks with one hand, slowly tightening his grip.

“Stop!”

A familiar voice came from behind him.