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[Congratulations Host for successfully increasing Restoration Degree to 50%]
[This reward is a special reward: Cursed Speech.]
[You can directly control others through language, but the ability's power is closely related to the Host's own capabilities.]
[Currently, you can only simply control some actions of others. Attack power is not strong. Please strive to improve yourself, Host.]
The system prompt in his mind quickly vanished. Hatake Kuroshi paused for a moment.
Raising the restoration degree to half was a good thing.
But a special reward, this ability? It wasn't Gojo Satoru's ability, right!
Inumaki Toge's Cursed Speech; language generates curses that take effect. However, high-level Cursed Speech consumes a large amount of Cursed Energy.
In Jujutsu Kaisen, Inumaki Toge usually spoke using rice ball ingredients to prevent accidentally cursing others.
But thinking about it, wouldn't this mean he couldn't speak normally usually!?
Hatake Kuroshi stiffly touched his lips.
The system, which had fallen silent, suddenly popped up again.
[Please rest assured using Cursed Speech, Host. The adverse effects associated with Cursed Speech have been modified by the system for controllable use.]
Oh? This system comes with improvements?
Then there's no problem with this thing!
Hatake Kuroshi silently nodded to himself.
"Well, let's head to the classroom first."
Hatake Kuroshi blinked, his gaze falling upon the classroom already filled with students.
For some reason, it felt like Shisui should also be quite good at handling children.
Mangetsu Hozuki followed closely beside Hatake Kuroshi, trotting excitedly towards the classroom, looking exactly like a little follower.
After ensuring Mangetsu Hozuki wouldn't harm his classmates, Hatake Kuroshi briefly lectured in a conventional manner.
However, these students were primarily focused on practical combat; most previous teachers had directly made them train and fight outside.
Hatake Kuroshi conducting this kind of cultural lesson felt somewhat novel to them.
Although being liked by students was nice, being constantly stared at by Mangetsu Hozuki with such fervent eyes made Hatake Kuroshi feel strange.
There was nothing wrong with admiring the strong here, but being stared at like that just felt weird!
Fortunately, after resuming normal classes, both Mangetsu Hozuki and the other students could leave the school building and go home.
They had been confronting each other here for almost a week, during which replacement teachers were either killed or went missing.
Hatake Kuroshi's arrival finally put an end to this pathological school atmosphere.
At three in the afternoon, the guard watched the students leave one by one, including the last one, an excited-looking Mangetsu Hozuki.
His jaw nearly dropped in shock.
This was the Village of the Bloody Mist; the final graduate could only be one person.
During class time, everyone treated each other with hostility.
Today, not only was just one corpse sent out, but even these students left looking relaxed!
The guard had almost never seen such a scene in the school before.
Hatake Kuroshi returned to the teacher's dormitory. Shisui, having escorted the students out of the school gate, had just jumped down from the balcony.
"This is for you. Although your current appearance shouldn't expose you."
"But to prevent you from habitually using the Sharingan and revealing your identity, it's better to wear this for now."
Hatake Kuroshi rummaged through his trunk, pulled out a handful of sunglasses, and casually tossed them to Shisui who walked in.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Shisui, but Kirigakure's upper echelons included quite a few skilled individuals.
If an accident occurred, Shisui's identity could very likely be exposed.
Wearing sunglasses served as a layer of protection.
Becoming a teacher was just a cover, an excuse.
The real work was about to begin.
Shisui put on the sunglasses, looking around curiously, adjusting to the color-filtered lenses.
Hatake Kuroshi slightly unfolded another map showing the entire Land of Water; most locations and routes in Kirigakure were clearly marked on it.
"I can handle things here at the school alone. There's another matter I need you to take care of."
Hatake Kuroshi circled the Fourth Mizukage's location with a pencil and looked at Shisui, who leaned over wearing sunglasses.
"In the shortest time possible, find out Yagura Karatachi's recent plans."
"Of course, avoid conflict as much as possible. Whatever happens, just come back and tell me."
The Fourth Mizukage's influence throughout Kirigakure was immense, extending from major national interests down to minor Ninja Academy regulations.
No matter the issue, the Fourth Mizukage's power permeated almost every level.
Obito, hiding behind him, could manipulate the entire situation, practically ruling with an iron fist.
To deal with him, they needed to know his recent plans to get a proper foothold.
As for the old man in Kirigakure, Genji... his combat power was basically insufficient to confront Yagura directly; he could only dither around doing things for self-preservation.
"Alright."
Shisui nodded thoughtfully, acknowledged, and instantly vanished from the spot.
Hatake Kuroshi picked up the hot tea on the table; the three sugar cubes stacked inside had almost completely dissolved.
...
Amegakure (Village Hidden by Rain), Akatsuki Organization.
Unlike Kirigakure's underdeveloped, closed-off feeling amidst deep mountains and swirling mist, Amegakure possessed a considerable degree of industrialization and a complete drainage system.
Gloomy skies and incessant, drizzling rain permeated the entire country.
Itachi had been with Akatsuki for several days now; he had more or less accepted the style of these people.
Although they were all extremely dangerous S-rank missing-nin, they were essentially free spirits who did as they pleased.
Bizarre ideas, strange personalities. Apart from mission times, their freedom was extremely high.
As for Orochimaru, ever since Itachi joined, he had overtly shown strong interest in him.
He repeatedly requested Itachi be assigned as his partner for missions.
However, Pain wasn't about to push a newcomer directly into the fire pit, so he conveniently sent Orochimaru and Sasori away on missions.
Juzo Biwa, as Itachi's partner, guided him through various matters within Akatsuki.
There had been no assigned missions these past two days, so Itachi had rare leisure time staying at the base.
After becoming a ninja, especially a double agent for Konoha and the Uchiha, he had barely had any time to rest.
Becoming a missing-nin unexpectedly brought a period of idleness.
While Itachi stood silently eating dango at the cave entrance... a mature woman with light blue-purple hair suddenly appeared at the entrance, staring seriously at the two of them.
"You two, come out with me."
Is a mission coming?
Itachi pondered idly, not asking proactively.
Juzo Biwa's reaction was also quite calm. Although missions were usually carried out in pairs, it wasn't out of the question for Konan to lead them.
However, when the two men followed Konan and stopped at the entrance of an Amegakure shopping street, both their eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.
Before the two could ask about the mission content, Konan stood with her back to them, took a deep breath, and said firmly.
"Everyone usually wears their own clothes. Even though we're part of the organization, it doesn't feel like an organization at all!"
"So, let's come here and unify the uniform."
"Oh?! That sounds good! I've been wanting to wear a cool outfit!"
Juzo Biwa immediately showed his shark-like teeth, revealing a bright smile.
"..."
Itachi looked confusedly at the two figures walking enthusiastically inside, frowning slightly.
Is this place really a gathering spot for S-rank missing-nin?
They even need to unify their uniforms? Are they singers performing together on stage?
Ninja actions required convenient, well-fitting clothes.
Besides Konan, everyone in the organization was male, so Itachi and Juzo Biwa were brought along as male mannequins.
After trying on a pile of clothes that looked suspiciously like cultural shirts for some obscure pyramid scheme... Konan finally directed her gaze towards the black cloaks with red clouds hanging on the side.
Although just outerwear, wearing it seemed to instantly boost one's presence.
Juzo Biwa and Konan instantly exchanged glances and nodded sharply.
Although Itachi had no requirements for mission attire, seeing this flamboyant and conspicuous cloak still made him clench his fist slightly.
Is this the arrogance of a missing-nin?
Kirigakure's routes weren't inherently complex, just a bit rugged at most.
But the mountains and fog often disrupted vision, causing people to wander in circles in similar areas.
Whether encountering enemies or simply traveling, lack of familiarity meant losing the geographical advantage.
Shisui spent some time figuring out the fog patterns and the correct routes.
Crows occasionally flew past the Mizukage Tower windows. Inside the empty room, only a single desk was placed.
Yagura Karatachi spent most of his time behind that desk, directly issuing orders to the ANBU.
Perhaps because Obito worried someone might notice anomalies, based on Shisui's observations, Yagura almost never allowed ANBU to get too close to him.
A crow flapped its dark wings, its crimson eyes flashing, flying up towards the rafters.
"What are you doing there?"
Just seconds after Shisui watched the crow disappear, a questioning voice sounded from behind him.
Shisui turned around innocently, holding the armband previously worn on his arm.
"I came to find Lord Mizukage to remove the armband."
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