Seriously? I’ve reached Jōnin level, and the system’s only shows up?

"Shinno, should we kill him or take him alive?"

Namikaze Minato fixed his gaze on the retreating Sasori of the Red Sand and gestured toward Hyūga Hizashi standing behind him.

"Byakugan—activate!"

Hizashi gave a slight nod, activating his Byakugan as he moved to the window, eyes locked on Sasori's fleeing figure.

"Take him alive. He's a rogue ninja from Sunagakure, after all. We'll leave the final decision to the Kazekage."

Yamanaka Shinno formed a one-handed seal, using the Mind-Body Transmission Technique to link Hyūga Hizashi and Namikaze Minato's sensory perceptions.

"Understood."

Minato vanished in a flash.

The next moment...

Two kilometers away, thirty glossy-feathered crows suddenly burst into the sky, sealing off Sasori's escape route.

Minato moved through the air, vanishing and reappearing repeatedly via the Flying Thunder God Technique, using the distraction created by the crows to his advantage. From above, he tossed over thirty specialized kunai marked with the technique's seal from his scroll into the dense forest below.

With Hyūga support and the Byakugan's ability to track chakra threads, Sasori's puppets—once their chakra strings were cut—collapsed like harvested wheat.

His iron sand was too sluggish to keep up with Minato's lightning-fast reflexes, especially when he could teleport to the skies at any moment using the crows as anchors.

Even the hidden core Sasori thought was perfectly concealed was laid bare under the Byakugan's all-seeing gaze.

The shinobi from Sunagakure exchanged tense glances.

Even Kazekage Pakura felt a chill crawl up her spine.

That speed... it was terrifying.

...

Boom—!

Tsunade's fist smashed the Third Raikage into unconsciousness. She casually flung his body aside, landing it at the feet of the anxious Dodai.

In just a few minutes, she had overwhelmed the Raikage, matching injury for injury without dodging a single attack, and pummeled him into a swollen-faced mess.

His blackened eyes and half-bald head said it all—he'd been thoroughly beaten before he passed out.

"Phew... that felt good!"

Stretching her back, faint tendrils of chakra smoke hissed from the wounds on her body.

Seconds later, her injuries vanished without a trace.

Dusting her hands, Tsunade waved toward the building in the distance.

An ANBU operative appeared in a flash, barely able to contain the awe and admiration in his eyes as he presented her Hokage hat.

Their Hokage's battle style was nothing short of dominant.

No dodging, no flinching—she just took punches head-on and dished out twice as much!

The Third Raikage was down, and their Hokage looked like she hadn't even broken a sweat.

Now that was a Hokage!

Tsunade placed the hat on her head, glanced at her tattered clothes, clicked her tongue, and marched straight toward Pakura.

"Kazekage, everything alright?"

"I'd say I'm in better shape than the Raikage."

Pakura adjusted her Kazekage hat and forced a calm expression, hiding the storm of emotions inside.

"Haha! Don't mind him—come on, come on, let's go have some tea upstairs! The Tsuchikage's already been waiting for a while!"

Tsunade beamed. A single joke at the Raikage's expense, and a compliment for her? Yeah, Pakura was definitely on her side. She was speaking her language!

The shinobi from Sunagakure behind Pakura were just now recovering from their brush with death.

One glance at Tsunade's torn clothes, another at the barely recognizable Raikage, and then at the utterly chaotic battlefield... they were speechless.

Even Bunpuku, the One-Tail's jinchūriki, closed his eyes and began chanting Buddhist sutras.

Uzumaki Kushina, the Nine-Tails' jinchūriki, was wielding a dozen golden chakra chains thicker than barrels, whipping them wildly at the octopus-like Eight-Tails.

The Four-Tails was crouched low, doing a shamefully awkward maiden's dance.

A scruffy, green-clad Konoha shinobi was riding on the Raikage's son A's back, yelling about the fire of youth while furiously pounding him with righteous fists. It was absurdly passionate.

"It seems the Hokage's subordinates are just as formidable," Pakura muttered, walking side by side with Tsunade toward the wooden building while the sounds of battle echoed behind them.

...

Sasori, having turned his own body into a puppet, could control far more puppets than normal, and that Third Kazekage puppet of his was capable of unleashing deadly magnetic iron sand.

Underestimating an opponent like that would be a fatal mistake.

"Still, Minato's strength is something we can trust."

Tsunade cast a glance toward the top of the tower, where Yamanaka Shinno sat sipping tea calmly.

She didn't know the full extent of Minato's power—but Shinno did.

And with Shinno looking that relaxed, there was no way things were going wrong.

...

"The Yellow Flash, huh?" Pakura nodded faintly, not saying more.

Behind her, Bunpuku's shoulder began to stir. Grains of sand gathered, forming a miniature Shukaku about twenty centimeters tall, glaring intently in Kushina's direction.

"That damn fox is actually fighting alongside humans? Wasn't he the one who always hated them the most? Old monk, move forward. I didn't get to mock him properly last time in Sunagakure—this time, I'm not letting it go!"

"You smug fox! The First, Second, and Third Kazekage all kicked your butt, and now the Fourth's here. Still not enough? Or are you finally tamed?"

Kurama's voice rang out in Shukaku's mind, even from afar.

As the Tailed Beasts were once part of a single whole, they could communicate mentally no matter the distance.

Of course, Kurama rarely bothered. Why talk to prisoners? To host a pity party?

"You damn fox! You got beaten by the First Hokage and Uchiha Madara!"

"Those are two people! You got beat by the First, Second, and Third Kazekage! That's three! Who even are those clowns?!"

"GRAHHH! I'm gonna explode! Gyūki, hit that damn fox already! Stop running!"

Shukaku's eyes flared with rage.

Just as he was about to act...

Kushina suddenly turned and locked eyes with him, a gleeful, expectant look in her gaze.

Behind her, over half of those terrifying sealing chains shifted and aimed directly at him!

Despite his own sealing talents, Shukaku felt a deep sense of danger.

Whatever rage he had instantly vanished.

If he charged in now, his list of people who've beat him would definitely go up!

...

"Shukaku! Let's team up! C'mon, buddy!"

"Damn fox! My jinchūriki's nothing special—get over here already! This is your shot, don't blow it!"

Gyūki's urgent voice echoed in his mind, joined by Kurama's malicious teasing.

Whoosh—

The little sand-formed Shukaku on Bunpuku's shoulder disintegrated into dust.

No matter how much the Eight-Tails and Nine-Tails shouted and taunted, he stayed silent.

Hmph! After chanting sutras with the old monk for so long, he was now a cultivated Tailed Beast. No more violence over every little thing. That wouldn't be proper. Not proper at all!

...

"Aww, Kurama, didn't you say he'd fall for it?"

Kushina looked disappointed as Shukaku's avatar vanished.

"You scared him off. How is that my fault?"

"Alright, alright—it's on me."

She puffed out her cheeks.

The thick chakra chains behind her split into hundreds of thin strands, forming a vast net that wrapped up the fully-transformed Eight-Tails in an instant.

Its chakra was rapidly sealed, shrinking it back into Killer B's body.

In seconds, only a neatly tied-up Killer B remained.

"♪ Yo, Eight-Tails is trapped, it's a wrap! One-Tail, you're whack! Tied up like a snack! Oh yeah! ♪ Today's flow is still on track! Hey! Magical girl! Unwrap me quick—I gotta write this down!"

Killer B wriggled a bit, then gave up, turning to Kushina helplessly.

"Nice bars. I hear you like concerts. Send me two tickets next time."

Seeing that B had no fight left in him, Kushina canceled her Perfect Jinchūriki mode and Magical Girl transformation with a wave.

"Yo~ Magical girl's got good taste!"

Killer B's eyes sparkled from behind his shades, unfazed by his earlier beatdown.

"I know, right? Hahaha!"

Kushina laughed proudly, hands on her hips.

"Someone finally appreciates my rap!"

Killer B turned to brag to his brother—only to see him unconscious, just like the Third Raikage. One look at the expression on Dodai and the others' faces, and he wisely dropped to the ground.

Definitely not the time to be standing up.

...

"This guy..."

Yamanaka Shinno chuckled atop the wooden tower as he watched B's antics.

To be fair, B's rapping had improved. Probably Yugito's influence?

...

"Magnetic Iron Sand... That's one impressive kekkei genkai."

Tsunade reached the top floor of the tower and looked out at the wave of black sand a few kilometers away, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

No wonder Pakura and her people had looked so roughed up.

A jutsu of that scale—yeah, that enemy wasn't ordinary.

RUMBLE—

A few minutes later, a bright white sphere exploded in the distance, and the vast spread of iron sand instantly lost control and crashed to the ground.

The smoke from the impact hadn't even cleared when Minato reappeared beside Shinno, holding the cylindrical core of Sasori's puppet with the kanji "蝎" (Scorpion) engraved on it.

With the Byakugan providing intel, Minato's speed made him every puppeteer's worst nightmare.

...

"You actually mastered Wind Style: Rasenshuriken behind my back?"

Shinno raised a brow as Minato handed the core to Pakura.

Just how long had it been since they'd last trained?

Merging Flying Thunder God with his crows and kunai had already been a surprise—but this Rasenshuriken?

"Just now? That was Wind Style: Rasenshuriken. Not bad, right? But I prefer to call it... 'Spiral Storm Rotating Obliteration Sphere!'"

Minato scratched his head sheepishly.

Shinno deadpanned.

"Cough! Alright, enough of that. Everyone, take a seat—we've got business to discuss."

Tsunade wasn't about to let these two naming disasters derail everything.

She brought the focus back to the real topic.

...

"Is the Hokage planning to exclude Kumogakure?"

The Third Raikage stepped onto the rooftop, panda-eyed and bald as a cue ball.

Shinno glanced at the now-smooth dome and silently noted how much younger he looked without hair. The Raikage really didn't mess around.

Then his gaze swept across the Kumogakure group behind him.

He hesitated.

But in the end, his eyes returned to the Third Raikage.

Just one chakra nature away from having all seven...

"[System, copy: Trait – Strongest Spear.]"

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