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Minato’s house was not large. It was a one-story wooden building set in a quiet residential neighborhood, bordered by cherry trees whose branches were beginning to bud. A small veranda looked out onto an inner garden where irises and a dwarf plum tree grew. The door opened before they even reached t

Minato stepped forward. “Kakashi Hatake?” The boy raised his eyes. His gaze was brief, then he returned to his indifferent posture. “Yes.” A single word. Flat. Without inflection. Minato was not surprised. The opposite would have been. “I am Minato Namikaze. From today onward, I am your sensei.” Kak

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The Uzumaki were the masters of fūinjutsu. Their village had been destroyed, in part, because of their knowledge. If this seal truly existed, it could change a great many things. He carefully reread the instructions. The seal was designed to increase the density and quantity of chakra refined by the

Bee half-rose, body trembling, but still on his feet. His red eyes burned with contained fury. Minato slid his kunai back into his cloak with a fluid motion. “You’re tough. But I don’t have time to kill you today. And frankly… I don’t see the point. The real enemies aren’t on this battlefield. They’

He set the bowl on the drying rack. The original Minato was already one of the most powerful ninjas of his era. But “one of” was not enough. Not against Madara. Not against Zetsu. Not against an organization that did not yet exist but that he could see forming, grain by grain, in the folds of the hi