"Wah! Jin-nii! Why are you dressed like that!?"
When Jin successfully returned from the Dragon Ball World, Konan, who had been waiting in the courtyard for several days, saw his current state.
Her face turned bright red with shock, and she hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands.
But if one looked closely, they would see the little girl's fingers were spread wide apart.
Her two small eyeballs didn't blink as they peeked downward.
"Hmm?"
Jin glanced down at his current state.
Senzu Beans could heal external injuries but couldn't restore clothing.
Not to mention he was covered head to toe in mud after the fight with Goku.
"Konan, can you prepare the bath for me."
Jin said casually.
He even casually adjusted his trajectory, making Konan steam at the top of her head.
...
Half an hour later.
Jin rested his arms on the edges of the wooden tub.
Konan stood on her tiptoes, her small hands constantly kneading his shoulders.
While massaging him, she told Jin about what had happened in the village during the few days he was away.
First was the funeral to mourn the Ninjas who died in the war, including Nawaki, Dan, and many Ninjas from the Senju Clan.
After the funeral, Jiraiya left Konoha Village, saying he was embarking on his writing journey.
Orochimaru became increasingly gloomy, shutting himself at home all day.
No one knew what he was doing.
Tsunade was similar, spending most of her time with her grandmother, who didn't have long to live.
Oh, and the Ninja Academy was preparing to enroll new students for this term.
The most notable new student was Sakumo's son.
"I think his name was Kakashi…"
Konan remembered hearing that name when school started today.
"By the way, Jin-nii, Tsunade-nee came looking for you yesterday, but you weren't here. Should we go see her when you have time?"
Konan remembered something else and asked.
"Hmm~ I'll go over later."
Jin nodded thoughtfully.
...
After changing into clean clothes.
Jin took Konan to the Senju Clan's compound.
The passersby looked at Jin with varying degrees of fear in their eyes.
After all, compared to Minato, who had the attributes of a sunny, open-faced boy, Jin's vengeful personality was the complete opposite.
"Grandma Mito, we've come to visit."
After entering the house, Jin said with a smile.
"Good child, come in quickly. Dinner is just ready."
Mito looked kindly.
It had been over a year since they last met.
This First Nine-Tails' Jinchuriki seemed to have aged another three years.
'Speaking of which, the Uzumaki Clan was known for longevity, so Grandma Mito, who is not yet eighty, shouldn't be that old.'
'How had she reached the end of her life?'
'It's probably because suppressing the Nine-Tails consumed too much of her energy.'
"Where did you go fooling around yesterday?"
After everyone was seated, Tsunade initiated conversation.
"I went to a very pure world and fought a very pure guy."
Jin maintained a faint smile on his face.
"What kind of nonsense..."
Tsunade raised an eyebrow.
She thought Jin was talking nonsense.
But a look of gravity flashed across Mito's wrinkled, weathered face.
Having experienced the Warring States Period and seen countless storms, she accurately sensed something unusual from the words 'a very pure world' in Jin's speech.
"Jin-kun…"
Mito suddenly put down her bowl and chopsticks.
Seeing Mito's extremely solemn expression.
Tsunade and Konan also subconsciously stopped what they were doing.
"Yes, Grandma Mito."
Jin replied humbly.
He was very grateful to Mito.
After all, if it weren't for her protection, Jin wouldn't have dared to act so recklessly before obtaining Hashirama's Sage Mode and being able to use his Mangekyo Sharingan's abilities without restraint.
"Jin-kun, when... do you plan to make your move?"
Mito's eyes were grave as she met Jin's gaze.
She was completely certain now-
That Jin intended to take action against the quartet of Hiruzen.
However, those four were her brother-in-law's disciples.
Mito had watched them grow up.
Even though they had long since changed, Mito still had feelings for the four.
It can be said that they're like her own children.
So Mito was in a difficult position.
"After White Fang's death, there's no one in Konoha I fear in a one-on-one. But if Jiraiya-senpai, Orochimaru-senpai, Minato, and those Konoha's Ninja Clans side with them, it would still be a bit of a headache."
Jin was only stunned for a second before openly stating his ambition without concealment:
"I want to train a few powerful individuals completely loyal to me, then take them down in one go."
Jin didn't like drawn-out wars of attrition like the Second Great Ninja War that dragged on for years.
He preferred the quick, decisive feeling of the Fourth Great Ninja War.
Just like what Trunks, the Saiyan's representative for looks, said-
'So-called battles should be decided in one go!'
Mito remained silent for a long time, but ultimately said nothing.
She merely let out a long sigh.
'If Hashirama were still here, what would he think seeing Konoha like this?'
...
"Konan, what do you think of this Konoha?"
On the way back, Jin suddenly asked.
"Ah?"
Konan was taken aback by the question.
She seemed caught off guard by Jin's query.
"Don't think too long. Answer me with your first feeling when I ask you this."
Jin reached out and ruffled Konan's gray-blue hair, signaling her to relax.
"...It's terrible."
After pursing her pink lips, Konan gave three concise and powerful words.
She was an orphan, having struggled at the very bottom of society since childhood.
Before she could even learn to be self-reliant, she encountered the war between Konoha and Amegakure.
If she hadn't met Jin, she probably would have died on the battlefield.
She thought coming to Konoha with Jin would mean a good life.
She didn't expect the hidden scheming and intrigue here to be no less than on the battlefield.
"Haha, well said! Come here! Let me give you a kiss!"
Jin hugged the blushing Konan's little head and planted a kiss on her forehead.
Jin put Konan down, stretched, and said:
"Keep working hard on your training, kid. When you're a bit stronger, we'll take out Sarutobi Hiruzen, Shimura Danzo, and the other two old bastards, and take over the village."
"Eek!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a scream came from the roadside.
Konan couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jin.
'Could you please not say such rebellious things on the street?'
Jin, however, was nonchalant.
Shouldn't his desire to seize Konoha be obvious? What was there to hide?
But out of curiosity, Jin still glanced in the direction of the earlier scream.
He saw two little girls, about four or five years old, collapsed on the ground, trembling.
They're clearly frightened by Jin's earlier rebellious remarks.
"Hmm? These two girls are..."