Obito's arm was split into two, and he used the scroll again to store the forearm section inside.
"Ahem..."
Yun looked a little embarrassed. 'Start.'
[Intelligence Exchange started successfully]
[Rule Replication Function started successfully]
[Medium triggered]
[Lockable targets: Senju Hashirama (Pure Land), Uchiha Obito]
As expected.
Yun smiled. 'Isn't this just using one as two?'
'Wait… what if...'
He took out the kunai again.
*Snap!*
With a light snap, the forearm was cleanly split into two.
Yun paused, thinking for a moment, then raised the kunai and chopped down again at the half-arm already split.
*Thwack!*
*Dong dong dong!*
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Yun, what are you doing in there?"
His mother's voice rang outside, laced with suspicion. Yun jumped in fright and hastily pushed the white, flesh-colored stumps under the bed.
"I'm coming in."
"Wait, wait a minute!"
Uchiha Hazuki waited respectfully for two minutes before gently opening the door. She glanced around the room and spoke in a lowered tone, "Keep your voice down. Izumi's already asleep."
She turned to leave, but hesitated and turned back.
"Don't stay up too late, Yun. You're still just a six-year-old child."
*Bang*
The door shut softly behind her. It was indeed well past midnight. Yun sighed. 'Let's hurry up.'
[Locked target: Senju Hashirama (Pure Land)]
[???]
'No response?'
Yun looked down at the mangled meat and felt a little embarrassed.
...
'Does it need a quarter of the forearm to work? Could I use it four times, then?'
[SS-rank ninja locked: First Hokage, Senju Hashirama (Pure Land)]
[Time flow rate in exchange space adjusted]
[Do you want to activate Shadow Mode?]
Yun hesitated briefly before choosing No. However, he selected the appearance of his clone, Sora.
...
In the exchange space, two figures stood atop the massive Hokage Rock, gazing down at the quiet, sleeping Konoha Village.
"This is... Konoha?"
Hashirama muttered to himself, scanning the vastly expanded village below.
Yun glanced sideways at the legendary figure beside him. "Much bigger than in your era, right? This is the Konoha of several decades later—my time."
Senju Hashirama turned to him, tilting his head curiously. "Red hair? Red hair... Oh! You're from the Uzumaki clan! Mito's clan!"
Yun kept his gaze on the village below. "The Uzumaki clan no longer exists. The Land of Whirlpools is gone. That was during your wife Mito's lifetime."
Hashirama's expression shifted, and he froze.
"Another war after my death? Mito... she must have been devastated."
Yun shook his head slightly. "I wouldn't know. I've never seen Mito-sama. But Hashirama-sama, aren't you curious about your own situation?"
Hashirama nodded but reached up to touch the head of his spirit form—his fingers passed straight through it. "You mean this exchange space? I understand now. I can't lie here, right? And this is a kind of trade system... but I'm just a dead man. I don't intend to make any trades."
He paused, then looked at Yun's hair again, speaking solemnly. "Even if it's useless now, I still want to apologize. The Senju and Uzumaki have always been firm allies. Our nations were built together. The Uzumaki symbol behind the Konoha Jōnin flak jacket represents our friendship."
"Though I don't know why the later generations of Konoha didn't come to your aid, as the First Hokage, I must apologize."
"I'm sorry!"
Yun blinked, watching the man bow to a full 90 degrees.
'This is awkward... I was only using the Uzumaki identity as a cover.'
Still, the sincerity in Hashirama's gesture matched the man he'd seen in anime—earnest, guileless, kind.
"...Madara did not really died in his battle against you."
Hashirama's head shot up at those words.
At that moment, a gust of wind swept over the mountain. Leaves spiraled into the air, forming a single glowing word— [True].
Hashirama frowned. "I killed Madara with my own hands. I pierced his heart. Tobirama buried his body."
Yun didn't flinch. "Izanagi. A unique Uchiha technique that rewrites reality. When activated with a delay, it can effectively resurrect the user."
The leaves formed [True] again.
Hashirama's spirit body trembled slightly.
There were many things important to him as the God of Shinobi. But only two were inviolable:
Konoha.
And peace.
Those two could be summed into one—the peace of Konoha.
For that peace, even a childhood friend who once competed with him in peeing the farthest had to be cut down.
Yun continued, "Madara wasn't just resurrected. Think about what he said to you at the Uchiha clan's underground stone tablet. The fusion of two powers... gaining everything in the world..."
...
Silence fell again on the Hokage Rock. Hashirama's eyes remained on the still, dark village below.
"Haa..."
He exhaled slowly, rubbing his face, his hand phasing through it again.
Finally, he looked down at his palms and muttered, "I'm just a dead man. What use is there in trading for information?"
Yun raised his hand.
And Konoha below... changed.
*ROAR!!!*
Chakra brimming with violent hatred burst through the village. The Nine-Tailed Fox rampaged wildly.
Its massive eyes gleamed crimson—the Sharingan spinning within.
Screams echoed. Cries for help. Buildings crumbled. Corpses piled.
"This is what should have originally happened," Yun said. He waved his hand. Everything vanished.
He turned toward Hashirama again.
"You should know that the Second Hokage, Senju Tobirama, developed a forbidden jutsu: Impure World Reincarnation. It allows souls to return from the Pure Land to the living world."
"Perhaps he didn't dare teach you, but the method to release the technique—given your strength, I doubt it would be difficult to master."
"Let's make a deal. For Konoha."
Hashirama sat down, gazing long and hard at the village beneath their feet. The homes once standing tall were now little more than splintered debris.
"Haa..."
Eventually, he spoke.
"Then tell me—what is your identity and your goal? An intelligence dealer from the Uzumaki clan?"
Yun smiled faintly and looked off into the distant darkness.
"I just want to live. If I'm capable, I'll live well. When I'm tired, I'll sleep. When I'm hungry, I'll go out and eat barbecue, ramen… three-color dango is fine too, though I'm not a fan of sweets."
"If—just if—I gain enough strength, I'd like to calm this chaotic world. No more wars, no more bloodshed. Just sleeping in, eating well, and enjoying life."
He touched his chin thoughtfully. "As for my name... Uzumaki Sora. That's who I am."
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