Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 236: Kurama—The Illusion Clan That Manipulates the Five Senses

Chapter 236 - 236: Kurama—The Illusion Clan That Manipulates the Five Senses

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"Ah, it's Hokage-sama~!"

"Are you here to observe our training?"

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"If only I could receive guidance from Hokage-sama!"

News of the Hokage personally visiting the academy to select students for mentorship spread quickly across the entire campus.

After all, he was the God of Shinobi, the supreme authority of Konoha, standing at the pinnacle of power.

Becoming his disciple would undoubtedly pave the way for a promising future within the village.

Perhaps one day, they might even ascend to the position of the Third or Fourth Hokage.

As for the Second Hokage, it was likely that the choice would be made from among the current high-ranking officials.

Figures such as Hyūga Yayoi, Uchiha Izuna, and even Senju Tobirama still had a glimmer of hope.

Simply put, if the right moves were made, then the prestige that had once been lost could be regained through nearly the same means.

The prerequisite, however, was the need to reform the way the Police Force currently operated.

Gazing at the crowd gathered in layers upon layers, Kyōsuke let out a wry smile before employing the Flying Thunder God Technique, instantly teleporting to Haruto's side.

Inside a senior-year classroom, a group of young shinobi-in-training eagerly awaited the moment a Jōnin instructor would recognize their talent and take them under their wing.

The Hokage's presence only fueled their enthusiasm even more.

"Wow! It's the First Hokage himself!"

"I never expected my brilliance would catch the attention of the village's highest authority!"

"What do I do? I just hope the Hokage doesn't end up fighting with other shinobi over me!"

"What a pity... he's already married and has children."

Upon hearing this particular remark from one of the girls, Haruto's eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

"I see you as a friend... but you want to be my mother? Is this correct?"

Beside him, Eri let out a soft chuckle, her radiant beauty instantly drawing the attention of the boys in the room—including one particular square-faced youth.

"Remember," his father's words echoed in his mind, "You must build a bond with the princess of the Land of Fire."

"Even if you cannot become her lover, you must forge an extraordinary connection with her."

"The future of the Sarutobi clan rests upon your shoulders."

Taking a deep breath, Sarutobi Hiruzen stepped forward, approaching the pair of young shinobi.

"Haruto, Eri, I hope we will be placed in the same team."

"Ah, it's Hiruzen." Haruto shot him a sideways glance, resisting the urge to tell him outright—you probably don't stand a chance.

With his father being the Hokage, he naturally had the privilege of choosing his own students first.

Two of those spots were already taken by himself and Eri. The remaining position would likely be given to someone from a smaller clan.

It was a way for the Hokage to demonstrate his support for mid- and lower-tier families within the village, sending a clear and positive message to the public.

Although Haruto often seemed simple-minded, as if his only interest lay in training, in truth, he possessed a keen sense for politics.

Even if Kyōsuke never explained things explicitly, he could piece together the situation on his own.

This was what one might call innate talent.

For now, his understanding of the matter reached only this level.

As for whether his father had deeper intentions, Haruto had no way of knowing.

Currently, while the Five Great Hidden Villages stood as equals, Konoha remained overwhelmingly dominant, its power practically unrivaled.

However, this did not mean that Konoha could afford to let its guard down.

The other four villages, unable to challenge the present, could always set their sights on the future.

Yes, your Konoha is strong. Yes, you have those monstrous shinobi we could never hope to defeat, even if we joined forces.

But tell me—how long do you think they will live? Eighty years? A hundred?

Once those few Super-Kage-level figures passed away, Konoha would no longer reign supreme over the shinobi world.

Even if it remained a colossal force, its ability to deter its enemies would be significantly diminished.

Unless Konoha could prove that—even without its legendary three protectors—the village's future would remain just as bright.

The best way to achieve this was by cultivating outstanding successors.

The young shinobi gathered here today were all part of that vision. One day, Konoha would rely on them to carry its legacy forward.

"Not just now—even in the future, you will continue to look up to Konoha."

Kyōsuke tapped his fingers lightly against the desk, a peculiar thought arising in his mind.

He wanted to organize a joint Chūnin Exams between the Five Hidden Villages.

There was no better way to prove Konoha's future strength than by having its young shinobi defeat their peers from other villages.

And during the event, he could invite the wealthy merchants and influential figures from across the Land of Fire, using their voices to spread the village's dominance.

Once the Chūnin Exams concluded, there was no doubt that Konoha's mission requests would skyrocket.

"I truly am a genius."

As countless ideas raced through his mind, Kyōsuke turned his gaze toward the group of hopeful students, finally announcing his selections.

"Uchiha Haruto."

"Anzai Eri."

"And... Kurama Jun."

The three young shinobi, their hearts pounding with excitement, immediately stepped forward to stand at Kyōsuke's side.

Among them, none was more astounded than Kurama Jun. Not even in his wildest dreams had he imagined that he would one day become the disciple of the Hokage himself.

Kurama Jun—the young heir of the Kurama clan, a boy blessed with both remarkable talent and an exceptional temperament.

Most importantly, he had awakened the rare Kekkei Genkai of his clan.

A terrifying genjutsu ability that could manipulate the five senses, turning others into mere puppets under his control.

"Thou shalt not speak of thine own will, nor move of thine own accord." (You shall not speak of your own will, nor move of your own accord.)

"That which thou seest, that which thou hearest, that which thou smellest, that which thou tastest, that which thou touchest—everything thou perceivest is naught but the truth I will thee to know." (What you see, what you hear, what you smell, what you taste, what you feel—everything you perceive is merely the reality I allow you to witness.)

Beyond merely controlling the five senses, the Kurama clan's bloodline also allowed them to manifest illusory worlds.

And in these worlds, illusion became reality.

If Kurama Jun were to paint the image of a cascading waterfall, then—should he so will it—this waterfall could take form as though it truly existed.

As vast as his imagination stretched, so too did the limits of his reality.

With such a rare and extraordinary gift, one might expect him to have long since been the center of attention, celebrated as a prodigy of the village.

Yet, his father had been cautious to the extreme, constantly reminding his son to conceal his true potential.

Only upon hearing that the Hokage himself would be forming a team did the head of the Kurama clan finally make his decision—he would seize this rare opportunity and secure a ticket to the future for his son.

And as fate would have it, he succeeded.

Kyōsuke had recognized Kurama Jun's potential.

To manipulate the five senses... such an ability is nothing short of an anomaly, a broken existence within the shinobi world.

Of course, such a power was not without its limitations—chakra reserves played a critical role in determining the strength of the illusions he could manifest.

Yet, despite these constraints, Kyōsuke had no doubts—Kurama Jun's abilities were exceptional.

And as for chakra... there were countless ways to supplement it.

For instance, one could become a Jinchūriki, gaining access to a near-limitless well of chakra.

Or, one could undergo cellular enhancement by integrating the Sage Body's cells, vastly increasing their reserves and resilience.

In time, once this boy reached his full potential, he would command an overwhelming presence.

Against shinobi of his own generation, few—if any—would be able to stand against him.

Kyōsuke even suspected that his own mischievous son might find it difficult to escape the grasp of Kurama Jun's illusions.

"This kid's ability... it's practically the ninja world's version of Kyōka Suigetsu."

As he lowered his gaze, taking in the sight of the exhilarated young boy before him, a peculiar thought arose in Kyōsuke's mind.

Perhaps, in the future, I should prepare some hair gel for him...

After all, if he doesn't slick his hair back, it would be an utter disservice to his abilities.

"Let's go."

Without lingering any longer, Kyōsuke led the three newly selected students out of the classroom.

Had he stayed any longer, the disappointed sighs and dejected murmurs of the remaining students would likely have persisted indefinitely.

And that, in turn, could have disrupted the selection process for the other Jōnin instructors.

"So this is what it feels like to become a teacher..."

"What a strange feeling."

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