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[NNSS] Chapter : 29

“Anko, Itachi, from here on, you two will be in charge of guarding Tanzai-san’s warehouse.”

The two gave a crisp acknowledgment. Roshi then turned his calm gaze toward Jirocho. “I understand your concern. If what you’ve told me is accurate, then your situation, Wasabi-san, may not remain safe for long.”

Indeed, for Jirocho to openly seek out Konoha shinobi was a move that would not go unnoticed—and likely be seen as a threat.

Roshi had half-expected Jirocho to ...

[NNSS] Chapter : 28

The caravan finally came to a halt before the designated dockside warehouse. The sea breeze, thick with salt, rushed over them. The air was alive with the port’s chaos—sailors bawling out shanties, horns of incoming ships bellowing, the screech of ropes and pulleys as cargo was hoisted.

Porters got straight to unloading, while Tanzai bustled about with forced cheer, his smile the brittle kind one wears after narrowly avoiding disaster.

Roshi found a quiet stone step near the w...

[NNSS] Chapter : 27

Within the Land of Fire, a Konoha forehead protector was the greatest shield one could ask for—its mere presence guaranteed safety. Because of this, the caravan advanced without hindrance. Only when they crossed the border into the Land of Tea did the porters begin to glance about nervously, their movements tightening as if sensing unseen eyes.

Roshi immediately began dispatching Shadow Clones to scout ahead. Any small bandit group lurking in the forest paths was eliminated by his clo...

[NNSS] Chapter : 26

Nanshou Post

The sky was only just paling, yet the post town already roared with life.

Packhorses neighed and stamped, cart axles groaned beneath heavy loads, and caravan guards barked rough orders. The air was thick with the mingled scents of livestock, sweat, dust, and the greasy allure of cheap fried food.

Carts piled with goods clogged the narrow streets, while porters and merchants darted through gaps like minnows in a current—each one desper...

[NNSS] Chapter : 25

Inside the Hokage’s Office, Hiruzen Sarutobi sat as he always did—smoke curling from his pipe, paperwork spread across his desk. His sharp eyes lifted to Roshi, who had just stepped in. There were no pleasantries, only the blunt words of a leader.

“Your team-building has gone well. Their coordination in recent days has been solid.” The Third Hokage’s voice carried a trace of approval as his gaze settled on Roshi. “Based on your judgment, is your team ready for a mission?”<...

[NNSS] Chapter : 24

“If I had to name one… it would be that clan.”

“The Senju.”

Senju?

Itachi slipped off his sandals at the door. The paper bag holding his new indigo combat uniform rested in the shadows near the step. As he walked down the wooden corridor, a door slid open a fraction. A strip of warm yellow light spilled out, framing the silhouette of Uchiha Fugaku.

“You’re back?” His father’s voice was quieter than usual—less the stern tone of a Clan Head, ...

[NNSS] Chapter : 23

Aoki Ninja Tool Shop

The lighting inside the shop was dim, casting long shadows across the neatly arranged shelves of shinobi tools.

Behind the counter sat a lean, white-haired old man with a monocle perched on his nose. Under the glow of a desk lamp, he patiently filed the edge of a kunai, the rasp of metal against metal steady and unhurried.

The curtain rustled as Roshi entered with Anko and Itachi. The old man’s gaze lifted. His eyes lingered b...

[NNSS] Chapter : 22

Konoha’s streets glowed softly in the embrace of twilight.

The air was thick with the aromas of dinner drifting from countless homes, mingling with the fresh scent of greenery carried on the evening breeze. Roshi led the two down a quieter alley, stopping before a shop marked by an indigo-blue curtain.

The fabric bore an old-style character for “pot,” embroidered in white thread. From within came a warm yellow glow and faint, sweet steam that curled lazily into the night air...

[NSSSG] [ARC-05] Chapter : 230 - Fighting Shinno

Sunday morning

The group arrived at the ruins of Soragakure in the Land of Birds.

“Is this really Soragakure?” Kurenai asked, doubt lacing her voice.

Before her lay only dense forest—no ruins, not even a broken wall.

“It’s underground,” Kitazawa reminded calmly.

“Torune.”

Kabuto called out immediately.

Torune raised his arms, releasing a cloud of poison bugs. They swirled in the air before vanishing into the e...

[NSSSG] [ARC-05] Chapter : 229 - Soragakure

The jōnin meeting room was already packed when Hiruzen entered, flanked by Homura and Koharu.

A flicker of surprise crossed the faces of Fugaku, Hiashi, and several others.

Danzo was absent.

Root had been disbanded, true, but Danzo was still a Hokage advisor and a jōnin. By all logic, he should have been here. Unless, of course, Hiruzen had simply chosen not to inform him.

The thought came to everyone at once: Danzo wasn’t coming back. For most of the great clans, ...

[NNSS] Chapter : 21

The sandy ground of Training Ground Three shimmered under the brutal afternoon sun, heat waves warping the air.

Roshi stood at the center of the field, his sharp gaze flicking between the two figures before him.

Uchiha Itachi, clad in a dark blue clan uniform, stood straight-backed, sweat trickling down his youthful yet taut cheeks. His dark eyes fixed on his opponent with unwavering intensity. At just eight years old, his slender frame seemed almost too small for the vast trainin...

[NNSS] Chapter : 20

With the team roster essentially settled, Roshi’s focus shifted to something more practical: squad tactics.

This was no longer the straightforward formation of his previous team—one member specialized in ninja tools and genjutsu, another in taijutsu, while he himself served as the ninjutsu-type chūnin, responsible for firepower suppression in complex engagements.

This new team, however, had an unusual and volatile structure.

He spread paper across the desk, pen scratchi...

[NNSS] Chapter : 19

After meeting Itachi, Roshi’s next stop was Anko Mitarashi. She lived in one of the Village’s Ninja apartments in the center of Konoha—basic, no-frills housing provided to Shinobi. One room, one kitchen, one bathroom. Simple, cheap, and just enough for a single person.

Anko had no parents. Like many of her generation outside of the great clans, the endless wars had left her an orphan. Such children were raised in the Village orphanage, then moved into these apartments once they we...

[NNSS] Chapter : 18

Three years ago, the claws and flames of the Nine-Tails tore through Konoha’s heart, leaving its central district in smoldering ruins.

Yet in the aftermath of that devastation, opportunity emerged.

The old Konoha had been little more than a haphazard settlement, born when the Senju and Uchiha shook hands and carved out peace. The founders could never have imagined it swelling into the sprawling shinobi village of today, sheltering tens of thousands.

But the growth had been...

[NNSS] Chapter : 17

The afterglow of the setting sun washed the courtyard of the old Senju compound in shades of amber and crimson, stretching the eaves’ shadows long across the ground. When Roshi pushed open the wooden gate, he found Grandma Momoka with her back to him, quietly trimming a potted pine. The soft snip-snip of her scissors carried clearly in the hushed air.

“Grandma, I’m back.” Roshi’s voice broke the stillness.

She didn’t turn. Only a faint nod, almost imperceptibl...

[NNSS] Chapter : 16

Three days later, at noon.

Konoha’s Third Training Ground lay under the merciless summer sun. The earth was baked yellow and hot enough to scorch bare skin, the air shimmering with heat haze. Cicadas shrilled relentlessly, amplifying the heavy dryness of the day.

Roshi arrived precisely on time. He wore Konoha’s dark-green flak jacket, forehead protector polished and straight. At the center of the training ground, two figures already stood waiting in silence.

Both wore t...

[NNSS] Chapter : 15

Anko Mitarashi—disciple of Orochimaru, one of Konoha’s legendary Sannin—had once stood in good esteem. But ever since her master was exposed for conducting forbidden experiments on villagers and declared a rogue ninja, her position in the village had grown increasingly precarious.

She and Roshi shared the same birth year, Konoha Year 40, and had even sat in the same Ninja Academy class—though never in the same group. Their connection, at best, was little more than acquaintancesh...

[NNSS] Chapter : 14

The air inside the Hokage’s Office felt thick enough to wring out.

Dim light filtered through the window, cutting across the tobacco haze in fractured beams. The drifting smoke blurred Hiruzen’s features, turning the Third Hokage into a shadowed figure behind the veil.

Danzo’s voice broke the silence—low, steady, and heavy, like a stone sinking into still water.
“Hiruzen, that injury report, plain as day. A wound that deep, blood loss, organ rupture… by all rights, ...

[NNSS] Chapter : 13

The courtyard of the Senju old residence was steeped in twilight.

The evening breeze stirred the ancient tree, its leaves whispering like faint sighs. Lanterns beneath the eaves glowed softly, scattering warm halos across the worn veranda. Grandma Momoka sat unmoving, as solid as stone. When Roshi slid open the door, her half-lidded eyes rose just enough to acknowledge him.

“You’re back?” Her voice was flat, almost indifferent. Yet her weathered gaze lingered on him for a he...

[NNSS] Chapter : 12

“Thank you for the food, senpai. I’ll take my leave now.”

Itachi declined to share in Shinmi’s ill-gotten gains. He calmly stated that he had not contributed to the matter, nor had he been part of the initial agreement for remuneration. He accepted only the 20,000 ryō stipulated by the mission. In turn, Roshi quietly settled the bill.

As dusk deepened, Roshi rubbed his aching shoulders, preparing to resume his training. Just as he turned a corner, a figure in an animal ma...

[NNSS] Chapter : 11

Days later, when they crossed paths in the quiet corridor of the Hokage Building, Itachi’s gaze lingered on Roshi.

“Your complexion isn’t very good, Senpai,” he said softly, eyes noting the faint shadows beneath Roshi’s eyes.

“Yeah… training.” Roshi rubbed his temples, barely stifling a yawn. “The money’s in. Let’s head to Yakiniku Q—we can eat and split it there.”

Itachi, already used to Roshi’s ways, had told his mother beforehand and followed w...

[NNSS] Chapter : 10

The next morning, the sun rose over the village.

Grandma Momoka, always an early riser, had already laid out breakfast: glistening white rice, pan-fried saury crisped to perfection, moon-shaped slices of pickled radish, and a steaming bowl of soup.

With no missions assigned, Roshi stretched in the grove beside the house, mind already turning toward the training plan he needed to forge.

He knew the script of this world.

Akatsuki. Madara. The God Tree. Ōtsutsuki.
Eac...

[NNSS] Chapter : 09

More than fifty-four years had passed since Konoha’s founding. The Uchiha, Hyūga, Sarutobi, and the Ino–Shika–Chō clans—countless clans with secret arts—still kept their traditions and pride alive. Only the Senju were different: the name survived mostly as rumor, a memory carried by those who remembered Tsunade wandering the lands.

The Senju were not destroyed so much as they chose to dissolve themselves—by Hashirama’s will.

Senju Momoka remembered that moonless ni...

[NNSS] Chapter : 08

The dango in Koizumi Town couldn’t hold a candle to Konoha’s. Its texture was coarse, and the sweetness clung unpleasantly to the tongue. Roshi grimaced, finally giving in and ordering a bowl of ramen to rinse the taste away.

The ramen, at least, was worth the detour. Though not as legendary as Ichiraku’s, the broth was hearty thanks to the fertile pastures nearby, and the meat practically melted in his mouth. Only the noodles disappointed—lacking that springy bite.

Itachi...

[NNSS] Chapter : 07

The instant Shinmi unleashed the wind release jutsu, the ground beneath his feet gave way.

A mud-slicked hand shot up from the earth, clamping around his ankle like an iron vise.

“Damn it—!”

His pupils shrank as a powerful force dragged him downward. The soil swallowed him whole like a living creature, until only his head remained exposed above the surface.

He stared in disbelief as the “Roshi” riddled with poisoned senbon dissolved into a puff of white smoke...

[NNSS] Chapter : 06

Deep within the stronghold, Shinmi sat perched on a smooth stone. At first glance, he seemed utterly ordinary—average height, plain coarse clothes, a face that would vanish in a crowd. Yet when his eyes met Kisuke’s, a fleeting glimmer betrayed the danger lurking beneath the surface.

“The Daimyō’s palace has sent men again,” Kisuke said, his voice dry, gaze fixed on Shinmi. “You all… had better go into hiding.”

Koichiro and several young men muttered in protest, d...

[NNSS] Chapter : 05

Roshi and Itachi's silhouettes receded along the trade road. From the shadows, one watchful gaze finally withdrew; a figure darted back toward the village, while several others slinked after Roshi's departing Shadow Clone, trailing it toward Koizumi Town.

Beneath the broad shadow of a zelkova tree was Roshi with Itachi at his side. They watched in silence as the pursuers vanished into the distance. Itachi's eyes lingered, dark and unreadable, until the last hint of movement dissolved in...

[NNSS] Chapter : 04

The halo of the oil lamp flickered in Itachi's eyes, yet no answer came to his lips.

The Uchiha had a way of doing things—fixed, absolute. Genjutsu to control, force to suppress, storm the target, and seize evidence later. Simple. Direct. Whether innocents were harmed or conflict escalated had never mattered. The weak did not deserve the clan's explanation, and the strong would never ask for it. Such was the Uchiha's creed—such was the cruel logic of the shinobi world.

In the ...

[NNSS] Chapter : 03

Shirakawa Village, nestled along the trade route, lay quietly in the deepening twilight. Neat wooden fences encircled the settlement, and its heavy gate stood wide open.

A handful of villagers lounged on stone stools near the entrance, chatting idly. At first, they hardly noticed the approaching figures—but once their eyes fell upon the Konoha headbands and shinobi garb, their casual expressions hardened into seriousness.

The man in front quickly rose and bowed deeply.
"Honor...

[NNSS] Chapter : 02

The Land of Rivers, as Roshi once described it using a metaphor from his previous life, was like a demilitarized zone in the shinobi world.

It had an imposing daimyō, a functioning bureaucracy, and even samurai who carried gleaming blades. Yet it lacked one crucial thing—a hidden village.

In a world ruled by chakra, that absence was no different from walking naked among wolves.

Whenever threats grew beyond what a samurai's sword could resolve, the Land of Rivers had no ch...