Naruto: Did i Just Get Reincarnated as Gojo?-Chapter 246: Friendship Shattered! Nagato’s Heartbreak

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Five slender fingers, nails painted a delicate orange-yellow, like the first peach blossoms of spring.

Konan's hands, in Nagato's eyes, were the most beautiful in the world.

They always perfectly complemented her cool beauty. When they were alone, his gaze was always drawn to them.

Nagato had been young once too.

As a shy boy, he hadn't even dared to look at Konan's fingers for too long. Each time he stole a glance, he'd first check her eyes, making sure she wasn't looking back, before allowing himself to admire her hands as if they were works of art.

—Those hands, masterpieces he wouldn't dare touch, let alone hold, were now grasped by Gojo Kaigetsu's long, strong fingers, fingers capable of reaching the depths of the ninja way.

The car you couldn't bear to ride, others stand up to pedal; the hand Nagato couldn't bear to hold, Gojo Kaigetsu stood up to hold!

Skin against skin.

Index finger to index finger, touching.

Like two supple snakes entwining in the air, evolving into an ouroboros.

Gojo Kaigetsu's finger seemed to brush against the [White Tiger] ring Konan wore on her right middle finger.

The moment their hands touched, it was as if a mysterious contract had been formed.

Though their fingers quickly separated...

Contact had been made! Could you say it didn't count?

Even for just a moment, it was...

Konan's fingers, like her ninja way, were forbidden territory!

'Ahhhh!!!'

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But just as Nagato thought it was over—"Konan," looking reluctant, yet lingering, stepped forward and pressed herself against Gojo Kaigetsu, embracing him. Her cool, beautiful profile flushed slightly, shamelessly resting against his chest.

She even pulled Gojo Kaigetsu's hands to her slender waist.

And then—Konan tilted her head up, as if—seeking a kiss?!

BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

Though it was only lightly raining in Amegakure, a sudden bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating Nagato's stunned face.

The failed assassination, Shinnō's unexpected death, Konan not returning to report, the secluded meeting place, the unambiguous touch of their hands, the sealed agreement—all the clues connected in Nagato's mind.

Nagato's mind exploded. He—understood!

Perhaps, in the beginning, what Gojo Kaigetsu had ignited within Konan was just a tiny spark. But with each intimate encounter, the fire entering her body through the breach in her ninja way grew stronger.

Until the paper concealing the fire could no longer contain it. Her affair with Gojo Kaigetsu was—exposed!

Black Zetsu had warned him early on, but he hadn't wanted to believe Konan would betray him.

Humans only believe what they want to believe, a truth that applied even to Nagato, who considered himself a god.

Shinnō's strength, Nagato had personally tested it. He was far stronger than an Elite Jonin. Even an average Kage, without knowledge of dark chakra, might not be his match.

With Konan added—the two of them together could have killed Gojo Kaigetsu ten thousand times over.

Yet, the final outcome was Shinnō dead in Rōran, and Konan unwilling to return to face him. Was it because the mission failed, and she was ashamed? More likely—she was afraid.

Because the target was specifically Gojo Kaigetsu, and Konan, who had been secretly meeting with him, had revealed a weakness.

When had it started between them?

Nagato thought back. Perhaps—it began when "Uchiha Madara" died in Konoha.

"Madara's" death was too perplexing. Nagato couldn't help but suspect someone had leaked his intelligence to Konoha. That's why a being with that kind of power had inexplicably fallen in Konoha.

"So, it started long ago..." Nagato murmured. "Konan—she must be very pleased now—knowing my location but not revealing it to Konoha. Is she using this—to toy with Gojo Kaigetsu?"

"You—want to use my location as leverage, to make Gojo Kaigetsu please you like a ninja hound, right? Konan."

"You're still as playful as when you were a child. But I—truly feel this sense of—participation."

To hold hands and embrace on a forest path—Nagato didn't dare imagine what they did in private. Those images were unacceptable, enough to shatter his ninja way.

The Deva Path's expression became increasingly distorted, terrifying.

His aura pulsed erratically.

Extreme emotions were brewing.

The Sharingan was like a curse. Even if not original, it drove one mad.

Some release negative pressure; others explode in silence, transforming into demons in one go.

Sasori had quietly retreated far away. Approaching the leader in this state felt life-threatening.

Black Zetsu stood aside, sensing the increasingly cold and swelling chakra from Nagato, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The plan to completely corrupt Nagato—had succeeded.

As everyone knew—photographic ninjutsu records couldn't be faked. Meaning the images shown—were all real!

Now he had to believe it!

Worried that just holding hands wasn't enough to break Nagato, Black Zetsu employed his traditional skill, like "AI restoration," turning the static image into a dynamic one, transforming the simple handshake into an ambiguous, electrifying recording.

Zetsu added fuel to the fire: "Leader, there's something that might hurt you, but as the ninja responsible for intelligence gathering in the organization, I feel I must tell you."

"While infiltrating Konoha to steal the bodies of past powerful figures, I discovered that Konan had also followed Gojo Kaigetsu into Konoha. She was taken into his office, and the curtains were drawn—I didn't dare get too close, but I vaguely heard a 'slap'—'slap' sounds. Of course, Leader, don't overthink it. Perhaps Konan was just using Paper Style to make paper."

"But what puzzled me most was Konoha—burying their ancestors. Not a single corpse left, just ashes! The First Hokage, the Second Hokage, the White Fang—I couldn't get any of their bodies. I suspect Konoha might know the Edo Tensei was stolen and are preventing us from grave robbing."

"Also, based on my observations in Yūkaku-jō, Konan collected some female Edo Tensei bodies. Clearly, she's defying your orders, Leader. Choosing based on personal preference..."

Sowing discord, adding fuel to the fire.

These skills were second nature to Black Zetsu. Against Madara, he'd altered the stone tablet. Against Nagato—words didn't need to be so subtle. Just describe the facts, imply the process, and let Nagato fill in the blanks himself.

Hearing this, the Deva Path's expression became even more twisted.

Slap? The sound of making paper? What a joke!

As her closest friend, Nagato knew exactly what sound Konan's Paper Style made. It definitely wasn't like two hands clapping!

Konoha had no reason to know about Black Zetsu's existence, which meant they didn't know the Edo Tensei had been stolen and modified. Yet, Konoha had cremated their ancestors—Clearly, there was a traitor leaking information!

Everything—made sense.

"Ahahahahahahaha!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Mad laughter!

The Deva Path erupted in mad laughter!

His convulsing face resembled the time he battled the Nine-Tails, utterly broken.

The fifth unofficial member of the Four Laughing Madmen appeared!

If the peak cannot be maintained, then retrace the path!

Emotions, undoubtedly, were extremely sensitive.

This sensitivity was like a heroine in an adult story addicted to a certain part of the male anatomy—just a slight poke would trigger a terrifying eruption.

Coupled with a "good foundation," the Rinnegan's base was there. The extreme transformation of Dōjutsu was completed instantly. And because of this, Nagato awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan's Dōjutsu.

As the saying goes, when essence is full, it overflows. Nagato, who had abstained for many years, couldn't control himself at this moment and erupted!

Surging Dōjutsu power erupted, constructing Susanoo in the air filled with the salty smell of seawater.

Unlike Obito's and Fugaku's Susanoo, Madara's Susanoo seemed inherently stronger than ordinary Susanoo.

The first stage appeared skeletal, deep blue chakra completely enveloping the Deva Path's body, growing four arms.

Four long swords were added, radiating a terrifying aura. No one would doubt its destructive power.

In the third stage, Susanoo grew a lower body and legs, as if compensating for Nagato's inability to walk.

The Deva Path floated within Susanoo's head. Not only could it use the four swords to slash opponents, but it also covered the defensive gap below. Truly, a three-dimensional, dead-angle defense.

Normally, this was the limit of an ordinary Susanoo, but Nagato's pain, how could it be so simple?

Terrifying Dōjutsu power continued to grow.

In the fourth stage of Susanoo, a thick layer of Tengu armor covered Susanoo's body, making it appear more than twice its previous size.

"Haaaa—!"

The Deva Path clasped its hands together, recklessly expending the surging Dōjutsu.

The Susanoo transformed.

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