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Chapter 40 The Transparent Cell, Kotoamatsukami's Forced Chapter

In the center of Konoha Square, a transparent glass room resembles a square coffin, inside which are two living dead people.

Danzo Shimura leaned against the glass wall.

The right arm is gone, and although the wound has been simply bandaged, it is still bleeding.

He stared intently at the crowd outside with his single eye.

The soundproof barrier was excellent; he couldn't hear the curses and mockery outside.

But he could see the villagers pointing their fingers at him, their faces showing the expression of watching a monkey show.

"A bunch of idiots."

Danzo sneered inwardly.

He hasn't lost yet.

He tightly covered his right eye with his left hand; this was his last resort.

Uchiha Shisui's right eye, the strongest genjutsu, Kotoamatsukami.

As long as someone opens this door, as long as someone makes eye contact with him, even if it's just for a glance.

He can then activate Kotoamatsukami to modify the other party's will.

The previous battles all happened too fast, leaving him no time to prepare for the God of War. Now, however, he has plenty of time.

If it's Fugaku, then let him commit suicide.

If it's that shop owner, then make him your puppet.

"Come on..."

A mad light flashed in Danzo's single eye.

"Open the door... If you dare to come in, I have won."

Outside the glass room.

Roy stood on the steps and glanced at Danzo inside.

He covered his eyes, looking like he had a trump card up his sleeve—it was so easy to understand.

"Kotoamatsukami?"

Roy smiled.

This kind of illusion that can modify willpower is indeed a problem.

If Danzo succeeds, this show will become uninteresting.

"Oh, right."

Roy suddenly turned to look at the Uchiha father and son beside him.

Fugaku and Itachi were standing to the side, looking at Danzo in the glass room with complicated expressions.

"Chief of the Fugaku clan."

Roy spoke to Fugaku as if they were having a casual chat.

"Shisui's left eye should be with Itachi, right?"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Fugaku and Itachi were both shocked. How did he know?

Itachi's hand instinctively reached for the scroll in his pocket.

This was entrusted to him by Shisui before his death, and it was a keepsake that he cherished as his life.

"Store Manager."

Fugaku stepped forward and stood in front of Itachi.

Although Itachi is still a sinner, Fugaku will still side with Itachi when things that clearly harm the interests of the Uchiha clan happen.

His expression turned serious, even wary.

"Shisui's relics are also the most important things in the Uchiha clan."

"We are very grateful to you for saving the Uchiha clan."

"But that eye..."

"Don't give me that nonsense, I don't have time to listen. Just give it to me."

Roy interrupted him, his smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a cold expression.

An invisible gravitational field descended upon Fugaku's shoulder.

The marble floor beneath Fugaku's feet shattered instantly.

The Uchiha clan leader, who had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, nearly collapsed to his knees.

He desperately tried to mobilize his chakra to resist, but in the face of absolute power, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Cold sweat poured down his back as he stared at Roy in terror.

Standing before him was no longer a kind and approachable shop manager, but a demon who held life and death in his hands.

"Fugaku, you seem to have misunderstood something."

Roy's words were calm, but absolutely chilling.

"I saved you because you are useful."

"Everyone is acting, but I'm the director."

"How the script is written and how the props are used are up to me."

Roy reached out his hand.

"I'm going to have these eyes."

"This isn't a discussion, it's a notification."

Fugaku gritted his teeth and stared at the glass house in the distance.

He understood that neither the Hokage nor the Uchiha clan had the right to bargain with this man.

If he didn't give it to them, the Uchiha clan's fate might be even worse than Danzo's, but he still wanted to try and get it at least a little.

"This is, after all, a relic of the Uchiha clan; it cannot be given away casually. Don't push your luck!"

"So what if I bully you! Do you know how serious these eyes are? You Uchiha can't control them. I will keep them safe for you for a long time and make sure they don't fall into the hands of bad people."

Roy remained adamant, giving Uchiha Fugaku no room for negotiation, and wore a sinister smile.

"Give it to him."

Fugaku uttered those two words with difficulty, knowing full well that the definition of "bad person" wasn't something Roy himself had made.

Itachi was silent for a moment, then took out a scroll from his pocket.

Sealed inside is a raven, and the raven's left eye is Shisui's Kotoamatsukami.

Itachi placed the scroll in Roy's hand, and the gravity field instantly disappeared.

Fugaku was panting heavily, his back soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just escaped death.

Roy held the scroll, his icy expression instantly melting away. His mood changed faster than turning the pages of a book, and he quickly regained his cheerful smile.

He patted Fugaku on the shoulder.

"That's right, Brother Fugaku. See how much better this is? Everyone makes money together, and harmony brings wealth, hahaha."

Looking at Roy's smile, Fugaku felt no warmth, only a chill running through his body.

This man is a complete madman. He was even somewhat grateful to him for taking down Danzo before, but now he's completely shown his true colors.

After obtaining the left eye, Roy turned and walked towards the transparent cell.

He stood in front of the glass wall, looking at Danzo inside.

Danzo looked at him, his single eye filled with wariness and a hint of anticipation.

Open the door! Open the door now!

Roy shook the scroll in his hand.

"Look, I've already got the left eye."

Roy's voice came through the loudspeaker into the cell.

"One eye is too lonely."

"They need to be a pair."

Danzo's one eye suddenly widened.

He recognized the scroll; it was the Uchiha sealing scroll.

He actually said that! Could it be that Shisui's left eye is...?

This shop owner even snatched the one that Itachi was holding?

Now, does he want his right eye?

"No!"

Danzo desperately shrank back, covering his right eye with both hands.

This was his hope for a comeback, and his last straw.

"This is mine!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Roy shook his head as he watched Danzo guarding his food.

Do you think I can't do anything to you just like that? Roy made a grabbing motion from a distance.

"System, sigh, it costs so much to ask you to help out outside twice, but I'll pay it anyway."

He silently recited it in his heart.

"Recycle contraband."

Inside the cell, Danzo suddenly let out a scream.

"Aaaaaaah!"

The right eye, wrapped in bandages, suddenly moved on its own, as if it had been summoned by some force.

It was forcefully squeezed out of Danzo's eye socket, blood splattered, and the eyeball flew into the air.

It ignored the physical barrier, passed directly through the glass as if through a curtain of water, and landed steadily in Roy's palm.

Danzo covered his empty eye sockets and rolled on the ground.

With his last trump card gone, he became truly blind and utterly useless.

Roy looked at the two eyes in his hands. The left eye, the right eye, Kotoamatsukami was complete.

"Don't look at me like that..."

Roy smiled at Danzo inside the glass room.

"Oh, sorry."

You can't watch it now.

In another corner of the cell, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had been sleeping soundly, was awakened by Danzo's screams.

He saw his surroundings: the transparent glass walls and the crowd of onlookers outside.

The shame of being treated like an animal exhibit instantly overwhelmed his reason.

"What's going on? Let me out right now!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi got up and lunged at the glass wall.

But he was too weak, and he saw Danzo on the ground, his face covered in blood, rolling around on the ground.

"Danzo..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi paused for a moment.

Anger surged within him. If Danzo hadn't caused so much trouble, insisting on wiping out the Uchiha clan and ultimately pushing Naruto to the brink.

How did he end up like this? It's all that old bastard's fault!

"asshole!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi lunged forward.

At that moment, he was just like an ordinary crazy old man.

He straddled Danzo, his hands gripping Danzo's neck.

"You destroyed Konoha! You are the real sinner, you have caused me so much suffering."

Danzo was in excruciating pain when someone suddenly grabbed his neck and instinctively fought back.

Although he was blind and had lost a hand, his will to live remained.

He used his remaining left hand to grab at Hiruzen Sarutobi's face.

"Hiruzen! You piece of trash!"

"It's your weakness! It's your incompetence!"

Two old men who once stood at the pinnacle of the ninja world are now rolling around in the mud.

They grabbed his hair, stuck his nose in his nostrils, and bit him with their teeth—completely devoid of any image or dignity.

Outside, the villagers were utterly stunned by what they saw.

This is the Hokage? And there's even a Hokage as an assistant?

After the powerful figures we've revered for decades are stripped of their cloak of power, they seem no different from stray dogs scrambling for food in an alley.

Roy was holding a large megaphone and shouting.

Look.

"These are what is called light and darkness, the two pillars of Konoha."

"What a wonderful performance, and this is the true nature of humanity."

Just as the two were locked in a fierce battle.

The crowd parted again, and Naruto walked over.

He was wearing a black combat uniform and carrying a plastic bag.

The bag contained several cartons of milk and a few pieces of bread.

He walked to the cell and kicked open a small window at the bottom of the glass wall.

This is a specially designed feeding opening; the contents of the bag were poured in. Two cartons of milk and two pieces of bread.

The production date is printed on the milk carton.

Konoha Year 48, seven years ago.

The bread was covered in green mold and as hard as a rock; it was a souvenir that Roy had deliberately created using the system.

The sound of food rolling down made the two people inside stop what they were doing.

They were so hungry that they hadn't had a drop of water since yesterday.

Coupled with the intense exertion and injuries, hunger overwhelmed reason.

Hiruzen Sarutobi saw the bread on the ground and pounced on it.

He grabbed a piece of moldy bread, stuffed it into his mouth, and wolfed it down.

Danzo also crawled over and groped for another piece of bread.

They even got into a fight again over the two boxes of expired milk.

"Give me!"

"Get out of my way! This is mine!"

Naruto stood outside, separated by the glass.

Looking at these two people who were once high above him and decided his fate.

Now they're fighting like dogs over the garbage he ate for seven years.

"Is it tasty?"

Naruto spoke, his voice eerily calm.

Milk from seven years ago.

"Moldy bread."

"It is the childhood you left me with."

He spoke calmly to the thousands of villagers who had gathered around.

"Look closely, this is the Will of Fire you speak of."

"They get hungry too, and they'll fight over garbage like dogs."

"I've been tasting this flavor for seven years."

"Now, it's their turn."