Chapter 69.2- One Thousand hands

First things first, I had to get rid of Danzo himself. There was no chance I could convince him int letting this slide. If I were him, there would be no chance I’d forget this, or fail to use it to the fullest.he would inevitably try to weaken my position with this, which was not something I could much afford at this resent time. Could I make him forget? I laughed at the thought. Genjutsu a jounin as paranoid as Danzointo forgetting something? Might as well start flying or some shirt. Except that the latter was somehow more likely than the former succeeding. There was only one end to this, I just had to decide how to do it.

Dannzo needed to die. There’s no way I culd pass it off as an accident. So it had to be enemies action. Could I fake an invasion of the village by. A small team of Iwa nin that ended up killing Danzo? But why would they have come to his home Danzo as a non-entity in the wider politics between villages. No one would care about him so much so as to go to the trouble of assassinating him. No, if Iwa snuck in they would have better targets freeing Kitsuchi, Azula, killing me, killing Hiruzen. No one would buy them stopping over to off a random clanhead. So not that. Besides, the Uzumaki clan had taken over the barriers so an invasion happening on their watch would not end well for them— for us.

So I had to go back to the drawing board. Danxzo had to die. The damage to his hime meant it ad to be combat. But it couldn’t be with anyone outside the village. Who did we have in the village with the strength to kill Danzo? Kitsuchi, definitely Azula. Kitsuchi was too useful as a bargaining chip to kill right now, but Azula? There was potential there. Even with my best efforts, she was barely beginning to trust me. It would actually be better to seal the Four Tails into a new host and start afresh. Riku Uzumaki just had a baby girl a few days ago.

Okay, this could work. I just needed a way to motivate her into killing Danzo, and come up with an explanation of why she would do so. Even just thinking about it gave me an easy enough solution. I walked over to the man and slashed him across the hand, collecting the blood into a vial. This was as much a ritual as a seal so I couldn’t get it wrong. I knocked him out again when he seemed to be stirring and walked out of the room, leaving a clone behind to monitor the bastard and keep him from getting into trouble.

I went outside, placed my hand on the ground and turned it into mud. The mud formed into as close a facsimile of Danzo’s body as I could form from memory. It just had to be superficially close enough for the golem creation seal to take, but obviously the closer the starting point was to the goal the less time it took and the more effective the seal was.