Writing a Diary in the Shinobi World, and the Kunoichi Are Shocked

"Tch, these Konoha ninjas are really no match."

Hoshigaki Kisame, carrying the massive Samehada, strolled through the streets of Konoha Village, his bulky body already drenched in blood.

As one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, his strength, though not as formidable as Hōzuki Mangetsu's, was still solidly at the elite jōnin level.

The elite ANBU members had all been dispatched by Sarutobi Hiruzen to protect Uzumaki Naruto.

Most of the other capable ninjas in the village were on the front lines against Kumogakure and Kirigakure.

This was why Hoshigaki Kisame could roam freely and unopposed within Konoha Village.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a fierce shout came from behind Hoshigaki Kisame.

He turned around to see a man dressed in green spandex, with a bowl-cut hairstyle and thick eyebrows, standing there, glaring at him.

"Your attire..."

Hoshigaki Kisame frowned.

This appearance reminded him of a Konoha genin he had encountered during the Third Great Ninja War.

If he hadn't run fast enough back then, he might have been finished.

The Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist had been driven to flee by a single Konoha genin, with four of them killed, directly causing Kirigakure to suffer a significant blow. It took years for them to barely recover.

"You, kid, what's your relationship with that guy named Might Duy?"

Hearing Hoshigaki Kisame's question, Might Guy's expression turned resolute.

"Might Duy is my father."

Hoshigaki Kisame thought for a moment, then sneered.

"Oh, it's you. That trembling little brat from back then. Now you have the courage to stand before me. I don't know whether to say you've grown or become even more foolish than before."

Seeing the other's demeanor, Might Guy took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

"Father, now is the time to prove my ninja way."

As he spoke, a faint green chakra steam began to emanate from Might Guy's body.

"Eight Gates Released Formation!"

"Sixth Gate, Gate of View, open!"

Meanwhile, the Konoha ninjas were busy evacuating the civilians from the factory area.

"Hey."

Suddenly, a young man with sharp teeth blocked their path.

Hōzuki Mangetsu wore a cruel smile on his face.

"Where is the Nine-Tails Jinchūriki?"

Seeing him blocking the way, one of the Konoha ninjas stepped forward, holding a kunai, and shouted sternly.

"If you want to find the Nine-Tails Jinchūriki, you'll have to go through my"

"Bang!"

The Konoha ninja's forehead was pierced by a water bullet, and he fell to the ground before he could even close his eyes.

Hōzuki Mangetsu retracted his finger and chuckled.

"In that case..."

He glanced at the group of Konoha ninjas and the civilians behind them, his smile growing even more cruel.

"I'll just kill all of you."

"Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet."

As Hōzuki Mangetsu formed a series of hand seals, a massive water dragon materialized out of thin air, lunging toward the Konoha ninjas and civilians.

Seeing the sheer power of the water jutsu, the Konoha ninjas felt despair.

The strongest among them was only at the chūnin level.

This sharp-toothed young man was clearly several tiers above them.

With such a vast difference in strength, even attempting to resist seemed like a futile struggle.

Why, at a time like this...

Had the Hokage not sent any ANBU reinforcements?

Did the village not care about their lives at all?

Just as everyone was in despair, an elderly voice rang out.

"Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation."

Accompanied by scorching heat, a wave of fire collided with the Water Dragon Bullet, instantly filling the street with steam.

"Is that... ANBU reinforcements?"

The Konoha ninjas turned to see dozens of black-clad figures emerging from the thick mist.

Each of them bore the Uchiha fan symbol on their backs.

Dozens of crimson Sharingan eyes glowed ominously, piercing through the mist and landing on Hōzuki Mangetsu's face.

"Uchiha...?"

For the first time, the Konoha ninjas felt no disgust or fear upon seeing the Uchiha crest before them. Instead, they felt the joy of having narrowly escaped death.

No one could deny the power of the Uchiha clan.

The elder, Uchiha Setsuna, stepped forward and stood in front of the Konoha ninjas, speaking in a deep voice.

"Help evacuate the civilians. This sharp-toothed brat from Kirigakure is no match for me alone!"

"Yes, Elder!"

The members of the Konoha Military Police Force, following the elder's orders, began assisting the Konoha ninjas in escorting the civilians to safety.

Hōzuki Mangetsu looked at the hunched, elderly Uchiha Setsuna and smirked disdainfully, spreading his hands.

"Willing to sacrifice your life to protect the weak? I never thought the Uchiha clan would have such a foolish moment."

"You're wrong."

Uchiha Setsuna shook his head, pulling off the robe he was wearing to reveal a black combat outfit underneath.

"I have no intention of dying here today."

As he spoke, the three tomoe of the Sharingan appeared in Uchiha Setsuna's eyes.

"The one who will die here... is you."

At a secret facility on the outskirts of the village.

"Hokage-sama, we can't hold out much longer!"

Gekkō Hayate's face was filled with anxiety and tension.

Aside from bloodthirsty individuals like Hōzuki Mangetsu and Hoshigaki Kisame, most of the Kirigakure forces had already located the sanctuary specially designed for Uzumaki Naruto.

As for how they found it?

While Kirigakure ninjas were prone to losing their temper, that didn't mean they were stupid.

The defensive forces in Konoha were so weak that it was obvious the manpower had been diverted elsewhere. By following the chakra signatures, it didn't take long to reach this place.

"Is that so..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed heavily.

Although he was old, if he went all out, he might still be able to defeat the Kirigakure enemies.

But on one hand, the exact strength of the Kirigakure forces was unclear. What if there were enemies hiding in the shadows, waiting to seize Naruto once he was exhausted?

On the other hand, Sarutobi Hiruzen was worried that if he expended too much energy in this battle or suffered severe injuries, the already restless Uchiha clan, led by that Setsuna, might launch a coup.

Moreover, while Danzō had lost Root, he clearly hadn't given up on his ambition for the Hokage position.

He couldn't just focus on the immediate enemies without considering the potential difficulties that might arise later.

Thinking this, Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed again and instructed Gekkō Hayate.

"Isn't there a severely injured ANBU member? Have him brought in."

Gekkō Hayate didn't understand why, at such a critical moment, the Hokage would want to personally treat a wounded soldier.

Though puzzled, he followed the order and had the severely injured ANBU member brought into the room.

The ANBU member's chest had been slashed open, revealing his internal organs. It was clear he wouldn't survive.

"Ho... Hokage-sama..."

Hearing the weak call, Sarutobi Hiruzen simply took out a bottle from his robe and spoke slowly.

"Your sacrifice, your Will of Fire, will be remembered by the village."

Then, Sarutobi Hiruzen quickly formed a series of hand seals.

"Summoning: Impure World Reincarnation!"

As countless paper scraps covered the severely injured ANBU member's body, within seconds, a man wearing Warring States-era armor, with white hair and a cold expression, slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Sarutobi Hiruzen before him, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Monkey, I never thought it would be you who reincarnated me."

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