"The principal is happy for your talent, Minato, you are a genius." Danzō slowly squatted down, grabbed Namikaze Minato's arms with both hands, and said with a smile.
The companions nearby also climbed out through the window. You ask why not use the door? If a shinobi used the door, wouldn't that be too low?
Everyone quickly followed, looking at Danzō Shimura and Namikaze Minato, and also heard the conversation between the two. Even the usually proud Sarutobi Shinnosuke frowned, looking at Minato with shock in his eyes.
Understanding a C-rank jutsu upon first contact, without practice, just by looking at it once. Such talent only appears in a very small number of people.
"This guy..." Sarutobi Shinnosuke no longer looked down on Minato. Instead, he straightened his waist, looked at Minato, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
"Really, Principal? But, but I damaged the school's lawn. I can't afford to pay for it." Namikaze Minato's eyes were tearful.
Danzō Shimura laughed heartily. "It's fine. A mere patch of grass is a small price to pay for a genius of Konoha. The school doesn't lose out. You don't need to pay. The principal will handle this matter."
After speaking, Danzō Shimura clapped his hands, and an Anbu appeared. "Deal with this patch of grass."
"Yes!" The Anbu immediately sprang into action. Danzō didn't check the result, but instead took Minato's hand and walked back to the classroom.
The other five looked at each other. Finally, led by Fugaku, they followed.
Uchiha Fugaku's eyes lit up. A genius! This is a genius. He must befriend him.
Hyūga Hiashi thought, "This guy is so impressive! It's a pity we Hyūga cannot perform ninjutsu." Thinking of this, his expression darkened.
It would be false to say he wasn't envious. All the shinobi students around him could perform ninjutsu for attack, while the Hyūga clan could only practice the Gentle Fist, Eight Trigrams Palm, Air Palm.
It wasn't that they didn't want to practice ninjutsu, but because the Hyūga clan's chakra pathways were too fragile. If they used ninjutsu, their pathways might even burst.
Many shinobi didn't know that while they envied the Hyūga clan's Byakugan bloodline, there were Hyūga clansmen who envied their ability to perform ninjutsu.
Hyūga Hiashi was one of them. He was still young, hadn't been filled with those rotten ideas yet, so his envy was just envy.
Yamanaka Inichi took out his phone and sent a text message. "Shikaku, S-Class. Genius. Namikaze Minato."
"Received. Befriend." The reply came quickly. Inichi told Akimichi Chōza the news. Akimichi Chōza nodded.
There was no other way. The external brain of the Ino-Shika-Chō trio was currently on official business, so they could only contact him via text and phone.
When in doubt, ask Shikaku. Absolutely no problem. He perfectly inherited Uncle Luming's intelligence.
Sarutobi Shinnosuke had an expressionless face and walked towards them. Danzō Shimura noticed this and couldn't help but think of his own past, feeling a bit worried.
If he hadn't met Uchiha Ryun, his own mindset might have become twisted long ago, wanting to usurp the Hokage's position.
However, considering the need to spare the child's pride, he decided to go to the Sarutobi clan compound after school to speak with Hiruzen Sarutobi and Shinnosuke about this matter.
Danzō Shimura saw that all six people in the classroom had arrived and began lecturing on the history of Konoha.
Except for Namikaze Minato, everyone else looked bored. Their families often talked about these things, to the point they could almost recite them.
What about Minato? He sat upright, his eyes bright, frequently raising his hand to ask questions, providing Danzō with full emotional value.
Danzō was delighted. What teacher wouldn't love a child like this. So the two interacted harmoniously in a question-and-answer format, and all this historical knowledge entered Minato's mind.
"Well, today's lesson ends here. The passing of the First Hokage, and the great changes in the ninja world landscape." He checked his watch. Seeing the time was up, he announced the end of class and also had the students mark the spot in their history books.
"Hey, Danzō, really, for a middle-aged man, even if your emotional intelligence is a bit low, your teaching and knowledge reservoir are top notch." Shukaku, within the mental space, gave Danzō Shimura a thumbs up.
"You flatter me, Shukaku. What do you want to eat tonight? I'm in a good mood, my treat." Danzō Shimura felt joy at having encountered Namikaze Minato.
Shukaku's figure slowly appeared, like a doll, landing on Danzō's shoulder. "Oh ho! Really? I want fish! I want grilled fish."
"Good, let's go." Danzō Shimura said with a smile. He had found out by chance from Shukaku that if he was willing to loosen the Adamantine Sealing Chains just a little, Shukaku could appear in the outside world.
Danzō saw no harm in it and agreed, thus earning Shukaku's goodwill.
Shukaku knew Danzō wouldn't let him go. Even if he would, Uchiha Ryun wouldn't. Since resistance was impossible, it was better to relax and enjoy it.
Had to admit, the living conditions in Konoha were leaps and bounds better than in Sunagakure.
All the various snacks, the fresh fish made Shukaku shout with joy. The villagers weren't afraid of him either, but greeted him.
He would say things like, "Damn humans, don't touch me," but ultimately, tempted by human delicacies, he allowed himself to be touched once, twice, many times.
Danzō Shimura had no wife or children in his life. Now, having obtained Shukaku, he doted on him like a own son. Shukaku could feel Danzō's goodwill and was thus willing to connect with him mentally.
Even out of the tailed beast's pride, every night he used his One-Tail chakra to regulate Danzō's body, expelling impurities, allowing him to live longer and improving his chakra quality.
This was treatment even Master Bunpuku never received. Now, the One-Tail took the grilled fish handed to him by Danzō Shimura, let out a excited cry, "Danzō, so delicious. Where did you buy this?"
Danzō Shimura smiled, took a sip of sake as he sat nearby. "Kokufū Restaurant. Shukaku, can you really taste it?"
Shukaku nodded. "The clone and the main body share taste, touch, and smell. Of course I can."
Danzō Shimura stroked Shukaku's fur. "Heh, I never thought I'd get along so well with a little guy like you."
"Nom nom, that's because I had it so rough in Sunagakure. They all treated me like a prisoner, locking me in a dark room, not letting me see the outside world. Anyone would go crazy." Shukaku chewed the grilled fish and mumbled. He added another sentence.
"But you're good, Danzō. You give me food, give me drink. Don't worry, if you encounter danger in the future, Lord Shukaku will handle it for you." Shukaku's small paw patted his round belly, hehe-ing with a laugh.
"Good, I'll be counting on you then, little Shukaku." After speaking, Danzō Shimura touched its little head with his finger. Shukaku wasn't angry, but instead nodded, continuing to enjoy the delicious grilled fish.
No one could have predicted that Danzō Shimura, who ultimately became a jinchūriki, would end up being the one with the best relationship with his tailed beast, ahead of everyone else.
Cute, right, little Shukaku? I wanted to write a sunny Danzō, a gentle, positive Danzō. I also wanted to write a cute yet serious Shukaku. Hope everyone supports.
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