The Genjutsu Devil of Konoha

Hm, for the most part, the plan was a success. He had played his role as bait perfectly fine.

Now as long as Konoha didn't fuck up, the seal wouldn't be broken.

The Jounin and sealing squad members there seemed to be tightening the grip on the seals.

"Don't let him go."

"Close it!"

"Add four more layers!"

"The Biju's fighting back!"

Seijuro would merely open his Strength of 100 seal. He would once more feel the intoxicating sensation that was power course through his veins—chakra pumped in his body like crazy.

Light Biju chakra began flooding his system. Not a lot, but some of the Seven-Tails' chakra, which had fused with his own, surged through him like no other.

He was ready for this.

He made it appear as though an armor of wind was protecting his body.

Yet, it wasn't that—it was merely a light layer of Biju cloak. Oh well.

As to why he was in such high alert—

...

The seal broke.

The ground shuddered. The chakra-suppressing symbols glowed violently, then fizzled like dying embers. The containment scrolls tore themselves apart in mid-air, their parchment burning to ash without flame.

Seijuro's eyes snapped toward Bunpuku—no, what was once Bunpuku.

The monk's spine arched unnaturally, chakra pouring out of every pore in his body like a storm breaking free of its cage. Sand erupted upward in torrential waves, swirling violently around him as his face began to shift.

The old man began resembling a monster more than a human being. Seijuro could feel it—this power. It was monstrous. No matter what he did, he must not get caught by this monster.

Half his face distorted, stretching and cracking, forming a grotesque mask of Shukaku. One golden eye replaced his own, while the side of his jaw split open, revealing jagged teeth made of compressed chakra sand. Claws burst from his hands, and the skin on his arms hardened into armor-like scales.

The beast roared, sending sand flying everywhere.

The boy jumped about 50 meters away... not jumped, more like Shunshin, but you get the point.

From that point, he placed a seal on the floor.

As he did so—

FWOOM—SLASH—THUD—GUSH—

In less than a second, every Jounin near him was dead.

One's throat exploded from a sand spike. Another had his upper body crushed flat beneath a claw of condensed earth. A third—skewered through the chest before he even realized he was being attacked.

"Truly monstrous power," he muttered to himself. This Biju power truly was powerful. Seijuro would make sure to study its abilities well.

Shukaku would smile like no other when he noticed that the brat was still here.

"I'll enjoy peeling the meat from your bones, little fox."

Hm. Seijuro wondered what the fuck he did to piss off the Biju, but oh well.

In the next instant, the Biju lunged at him.

He proceeded to dodge... barely, avoiding his head getting sliced off.

He began using lightning on his sword.

"DIE, BRAT!" Shukaku's voice echoed as the beast launched its claw at him.

Seijuro took in a deep breath, before using his sword to slash Shukaku's arm in half.

He rushed toward the Biju and aimed to take its head—

Yet the beast grinned.

Seijuro's eyes looked down... just in time to notice what seemed to be sand spears coming at him.

Fuck.

Quickly going through some handseals—

The boy substituted his body away.

Shukaku watched as spears pierced Seijuro's body. The boy puked blood. Shukaku simply smiled as the blood hit his face.

How fun.

The boy seemed to regain some strength as he made a handseal.

"KAI."

KABOOM

Seijuro—who was 50 meters away, this time behind the beast—placed his palm down on the floor... that was the second seal down.

Two more to go.

Shukaku tilted his head, noticing the boy.

He would have fun ripping this little shit into nothing more than ashes.

Another barrage. Sand bullets. Sand spears. A massive tail sweep that cleaved through the dunes.

Seijuro jumped over Shukaku's tail sweep, using his hand to boost himself off the Biju's tail. He even placed a seal on Shukaku's tail—the Biju didn't seem to notice.

Hm. No, it was too bloodthirsty to notice that.

How typical.

Then another.

And another.

Unnoticed.

Shukaku was clearly pushing him, but Seijuro made sure to keep the beast within the 50-meter radius of all the seals.

By this point in time, he had finished placing them all. Now, all he needed to do was activate the paper bombs, which contained the other half of the solution.

And thus, he began slipping paper bombs into the Biju's sand.

Each attack that missed.

Each clone that was killed by the sand. Every single clash—he would slip one in there.

Ten.

Fifteen.

Twenty-five.

Thirty-five.

Forty.

Shukaku roared as red chakra began covering his body.

...Oh fuck no. Like, Aizen Sosuke could deal with this kind of power, but Seijuro Kurama could not. The mere fact that he was keeping up with the beast was already amazing.

"TAILED BEAST BOMB!" Shukaku opened his maw and fired off a powerful Bijūdama.

The boy simply slammed his hand into the floor—going underground.

Heh. You thought he would clash against that? Fuck no.

That would be GG to his arms. Fuck that.

Well, on the good hand...

Suna Shinobi POV

As they were pushing back the Hidden Leaf—those damn tree-huggers, those goddamn fucks, privileged motherfuckers, gated-community-ass people—something felt off.

As a Suna-nin looked up...

"Is that... a Bijūdama?"

Before they could even react—

KABOOM

Just like that, a huge chunk of Suna soldiers had been killed by the attack. Oh well.

Back to Shukaku's POV

As the orb approached the boy, Seijuro jumped into the air, before going through some handseals.

"Katon: Gouryuuka no Jutsu!"

The boy proceeded to spew out a powerful stream of fire toward the Biju...

The heat of the fire was so intense that some of the sand began burning.

Shukaku used his sand to defend himself, creating a wall of sand between him and the flames.

The flaming heat of Seijuro's attack clashed with Shukaku's shield.

Thick smoke covered the area.

The battlefield became eerily quiet. The Biju didn't like that. His sand—used to guard the attack—had turned into glass.

He couldn't use it anymore.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball!"

Shukaku, hearing this, smiled. He knew where the boy was.

So—

"Wind Release: Drilling Air Bullet!"

Shukaku pounded on his stomach with his arm, producing a loud sound. The external pressure from the pound forced a ball of air from Shukaku's large mouth, firing it like a bullet.

The sound of flesh being pierced could be heard.

Good.

For a mere second, Shukaku let his guard down—

Seijuro appeared behind him, Rasengan already formed. His Rasengan had been enhanced with lightning.

And thus—

"Rasengan!" He slammed the ball of drilling energy into the Biju's body. Subtly, from the back, he placed his seal on the Biju's body.

KABOOM

Shukaku was sent flying, crashing into nearby trees before eventually landing back where they started.

Seijuro could be seen gasping for air.

The seal on his forehead disappeared, his chakra draining by the second.

The boy popped a soldier pill into his mouth. This should help for now.

Then... he felt it.

Shukaku's terrifying chakra. The Biju's all-powerful chakra.

Bunpuku... had entered the second stage.

Looking at the old man... he wasn't even damaged. The Biju could be seen pulling some of the sand back into his body to fix the damage.

"I will rip you to shreds," Shukaku said, his bloodlust at an all-time high.

"You've run out of tricks, human. Now it's time you perish." Yet, he didn't see fear on the boy's face...

Instead, he saw a smile.

It was only then... that Shukaku realized he was in the middle of a seal.

Wait...

Before he could act—

"Kai."

—KRA-KOOM!!!!—

The explosion that followed rattled the heavens.

A chain reaction of 40 explosive tags—each imbued with a seal that scrambled magnetic fields—detonated from inside the Biju's own body.

Shukaku's eyes widened. He had expected a seal to trap him... he hadn't expected explosive tags hidden in his own sand.

The sand erupted outward, blasted into the air. Shukaku's form collapsed violently, his claw disintegrating mid-grip. The golden eye dimmed. The monstrous chakra spasmed erratically.

And that's when Seijuro moved.

In the center of the chaos, where most would hesitate—he acted.

From within his sleeve, he slapped a glowing black seal directly onto Bunpuku's chest.

"Fujōin: Jishaku Gōmu."

(Suppressing Seal: Magnetic Nullification Seal)

A ripple of light spread from the mark like a sphere—and suddenly, all magnetism was gone.

Shukaku's sand twitched... then fell dead. It couldn't hold form anymore. It collapsed into harmless piles, no longer shaped by will.

The air shimmered. The beast shrieked mentally, a voice of chakra fury screeching in Seijuro's head.

"YOU—CHEATING LITTLE—"

Seijuro didn't care.

One final handseal. One last step. He pressed another seal to Bunpuku's back.

"Fujōin: Kyūketsu Unpō."

(Suppression Seal: Chakra Isolation Matrix)

The chakra line connecting Shukaku to Bunpuku was cut off—not permanently, but enough.

The monk collapsed to his knees, his eyes wide, the monstrous features vanishing. His sand lay still. His body—his own again.

Seijuro stood, battered, scorched, bleeding lightly from his mouth. He wiped his chin and spat.