Naruto: Starting by Teaching Tsunade Modernization

The gloomy sky mirrored the expression on Tanzo Shimura's face.

He sat in front of a campfire, far away from the Death Forest.

Apart from times of war and when on duties, he had never been in such a sorry state as he was today.

He was like a stray dog (like a dog that has lost its home).

When Tanzo was envisioning the future at the Root base, the undercover agents he had placed in the Anbu poured cold water on his plans.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was about to arrest him and sacrifice his life to appease the public's anger.

The reason was that Haruki had accused him of attempting to assassinate him at the Jonin meeting and had presented absolute evidence.

Tanzo knew Hiruzen well. Remembering the previous incident, he thought it was indeed possible.

But he didn't fully believe it.

Given their friendship, at least Hiruzen would come in person.

But instead, he saw an elephant.

Tanzo felt a cold chill right through his heart. This action clearly showed that he wouldn't be given a chance to explain.

No matter what he said, they would arrest him first.

Since you're being so heartless and unrighteous, don't blame me for paying you back in kind.

Tanzo immediately believed the information from the undercover agents. Staying meant only death.

What he couldn't understand was how the great Third Hokage had been pushed to such an extent that he didn't even have a moment to come and talk to him about it.

Just as Tanzo was seething with anger, Shinji Hira, wearing a mask, appeared in front of him.

"Lord Tanzo, Hokage - sama has ordered all Anbu members to arrest you. Also..."

"Also what?"

Seeing Shinji's hesitant look, Tanzo had a stronger sense of foreboding.

"Also, Hokage - sama has declared you an S - class Rogue Ninja."

"..."

Tanzo felt his head spinning.

He had shed blood for Hiruzen and taken the blame for him. How could he be so heartless?

His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared in a fit of rage, "Hiruzen Sarutobi!"

Shinji knelt on one knee, silent.

The first half of what he said was true, and the second half was false.

But since Tanzo had left Konoha and had no source of information, he had no choice but to believe him.

Moreover, his emotions were already out of control.

After a long time, Tanzo regained his composure.

But his face was even more gloomy.

"Since I'm a Rogue Ninja now, I should do things that fit my status."

Tanzo looked up, his eyes filled with hatred.

He knew too many of Konoha's hidden secrets. No matter which of the other four great countries and their villages he wanted to defect to, he would receive the best treatment.

But he had always had a dream of becoming the Hokage.

"Go to Amegakure Village."

After a moment of thought, Tanzo said, "Hanzo of Amegakure Village. We can cooperate with him. Although he is powerful, Amegakure Village is not that strong. We'll receive greater recognition and importance there. At the same time, we can take the opportunity to control him and gain control of Amegakure Village."

"Yes."

Shinji was surprised by Tanzo's decision, but his voice was as calm as ever.

After a little thought, he could understand Tanzo's actions.

The forces of the four great countries and their villages were too strong. It would be difficult for Tanzo and his eight men to make a splash.

Amegakure Village is more malleable (easier to operate and influence in this context).

He just wondered where Tanzo got the confidence to deal with Hanzo.

The firelight illuminated Tanzo's face.

The setting sun overhead was slowly sinking.

Night was about to fall.

They didn't stay there for long. After having dinner to replenish their strength, they resumed their journey north.

However, the Anbu arrived surprisingly fast.

At first, Tanzo just thought he was unlucky. But after losing three Ninjas in a row, he finally realized something was wrong.

Why could the Anbu always locate their whereabouts so accurately?

He knew the Anbu. Generally speaking, they were inferior to his Root. Logically, this shouldn't be the case.

Unless there was a traitor.

The thought of this possibility made Tanzo burn with anxiety.

He was both furious and impatient.

After being betrayed by Hiruzen Sarutobi, he was now stabbed in the back by his own subordinate.

With his personality, he naturally couldn't stand it.

But at this point, it would be a waste of time to slowly figure out who the traitor was.

So Tanzo made a decision. He ordered everyone to disperse and flee for their lives.

The reason was reasonable.

Once the enemy knew their whereabouts, they would have a better chance of survival by dispersing.

After agreeing to meet at Amegakure Village, Tanzo embarked on a solitary exile.

His heart grew increasingly cold.

Since his birth, when had Tanzo ever suffered such humiliation?

He let out a breath and dashed through the night, vowing that he would make Hiruzen Sarutobi pay in the future.

He passed by a grove ahead.

Suddenly, countless vines, like hunters in the dark, silently approached Tanzo's ankles.

He reacted instinctively.

But there was no time for extra actions.

He just felt a tightness on his body and was entangled by the vines.

"Wood Release?!"

Tanzo noticed what was happening. His expression was one of shock, his eyes bulging in disbelief as he roared.

"Who's there? Get out here!"

Gritting his teeth, he almost exhausted all the Chakra in his body and spat out a sharp breath like the Sickle Weasel Technique from his mouth, cutting and dispelling all the vines that bound him.

Tsunade's figure emerged from the grove.

"How on earth could it be you?!"

Tanzo's eyes were bloodshot. He had considered many possible people, but Tsunade was the last person he'd ever thought of.

Thinking that she was from the Senju clan, he was consumed by jealousy.

Why was it so unfair?!

Tsunade remained calm and didn't answer his question.

She stretched out her right hand. With a soft cry, her front was filled with rolling wooden strips. In an instant, they all rushed towards Tanzo like a wooden dragon.

This shattered Tanzo's last shred of hope.

He took a deep breath, and his Chakra scattered, allowing him to shuttle through the air continuously like bullets.

The chapter isn't over yet!

Immediately, a tremor filled the air.

However, Tanzo's proud Wind Release couldn't withstand Tsunade's Wood Release at all.

An incredibly huge force was transmitted to his body through the wooden strips.

He lost his balance and was sent flying, crashing to the ground.

When he got up again, Tanzo was pale, and his lips trembled with anger.

Words failed to describe his mood.

Wood Release, which he had pursued his entire life, suddenly appeared right before his eyes.

This wasn't the situation he wanted.

Tsunade didn't know what he was thinking, nor did she want to know.

With a swift Iaido's Flash, she appeared in front of Tanzo. She clenched her fist, and an overwhelming force whipped up a terrifying storm.

Danger was approaching.

Tanzo took out a Kunai and infused it with Wind - attribute Chakra.

His fist collided with the Kunai.

He felt like his eyes were about to pop out, and his body slid backward again.

Crack.

The Kunai couldn't bear Tsunade's Chakra Enhanced Strength and shattered.

"Goodbye."

Tsunade spoke for the first time, and it was also the last words Tanzo would ever hear.

After getting Hashirama's cells, Tsunade's Chakra capacity far surpassed Tanzo's.

Now, Tanzo had neither the Sharingan nor Hashirama's cells at his disposal.

It was quite natural that he couldn't beat her.

Tsunade slowly raised her arm.

A huge amount of Chakra flowed in the air, making a strange noise.

Then, a plain wooden sword emerged on her arm.

A terrifying cracking sound suddenly exploded.

The wooden sword moved so fast that only an after-image was left.

Tanzo couldn't even see it, let alone react. He could only watch helplessly as Tsunade's wooden sword reached him.

It pierced his heart directly!

The intense pain almost made him lose consciousness.

But this was not the end.

More wooden swords grew from the one in his heart.

One after another.

His muffled groans kept coming.

By the time the sounds completely disappeared, he was like a hedgehog.

Countless wooden swords jutted out from his body.

Blood dripped.