Staring at his staggering wealth value of 1.25 billion, Hirofumi Ito let out a wild, "Heh heh heh heh heh!"
"Uchiha Itachi! Get in my bowl!" he cackled.
"Summoning Jutsu!"
This time, Hirofumi wasn't summoning someone from his usual summoning space. Instead, he burned a cool hundred million wealth points to activate a golden summoning. Sure, Itachi Uchiha's body hadn't been buried in the Leaf Village yet, but as a ninja of the village, Hirofumi could summon him without a grave.
A golden summoning circle flared to life, and a wisp of soul fire slowly emerged from its center.
Everyone present—except those Hirofumi had already summoned back—watched with wide-eyed curiosity. This kind of technique was unheard of, a true miracle.
"It's incredible," Kakashi muttered, swallowing hard. "To think someone who's already dead can be brought back like this—and perfectly revived, no less."
Asuma Sarutobi nodded, lighting a cigarette. "This kind of power is terrifying. Probably beyond even what a sage could do."
Naruto Uzumaki stared in awe, thinking this was what a real summoning jutsu looked like. The toad summoning he'd learned from Jiraiya? Lame by comparison. Those toads couldn't even hold a candle to his Nine-Tails, Kurama!
"Hot damn, Hirofumi!" Naruto exclaimed. "Is this how my idiot dad and mom came back?!"
Hirofumi nodded, then shook his head. "Your mom, yeah, I summoned her like this. But your dad? He got spat out."
"Huh? Spat out?" Naruto blinked, totally lost.
Just then, two Flying Thunder God kunai whizzed through the air. Whoosh!
Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju appeared before the group. Hashirama stood next to Naruto, grinning like a big goof. "Little Naruto, when your dad got summoned, it scared the daylights out of us. The Death God literally spat him out!"
Hashirama scratched his head as he spoke. "I'm kinda curious what it's like inside the Death God's stomach. Does it have stomach acid? I mean, it's been years, and Minato didn't get digested. Does the Death God not… y'know, poop?"
WHAM!
"Ow! Madara, why'd you hit me?!" Hashirama whined.
"Shut it, you idiot!" Madara snapped.
Minato, standing nearby, looked a bit embarrassed. "Lord First Hokage, uh… there's nothing inside the Death God's stomach. It's just an endless, empty void. You can't sense anything—like infinite darkness."
Naruto squinted at Minato. "Senior brother, you're so lame! Getting swallowed by the Death God? Heh heh heh heh!"
Minato's lip twitched. Ever since Naruto became Jiraiya's disciple, he'd started calling him "senior brother" instead of "dad." It was… weird.
Madara, meanwhile, watched the scene with a blank expression. He and Hashirama had sensed the commotion in the Leaf Village long ago but hadn't rushed over right away. Truth be told, Madara didn't want to come at all. That traitor, Itachi Uchiha, had slaughtered the entire Uchiha clan. Madara was worried he might accidentally squash the guy in a fit of rage. But since Itachi had taken his own life, Madara figured he'd let him atone for his sins slowly.
Fugaku Uchiha breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Madara. He'd been worried their ancestor wouldn't show, which would've meant Madara hadn't forgiven Itachi. But now that Madara was here, it seemed like things might be okay.
As the soul fire in the golden summoning circle began to coalesce, Sasuke Uchiha couldn't wait any longer. He stepped right up to it, his expression cold as ice. Hands in his pockets, chin slightly raised, eyes tilted at a dramatic 45-degree angle to the sky, and a smirk curling his lips, he let out a wild laugh.
"Heh heh heh heh heh! My foolish big brother! Bet you didn't expect us to meet again so soon! Endless pain, endless despair—carry that burden yourself! And those Mangekyo Sharingan of yours? My resolve isn't something a fool like you can fathom! I don't need to fuse some 'beloved relative's' Mangekyo to prove myself. With my bonds, I am the true pride of the Uchiha clan! Heh heh heh heh heh!"
Sasuke's laughter echoed maniacally.
But then, Hirofumi and everyone else's faces turned… weird. The figure forming in the golden circle wasn't Itachi.
Sasuke was still cackling to the heavens when a voice boomed from the circle: "I'm the Hokage!"
"Heh heh heh—GAH!" Sasuke's laugh cut off abruptly. "Damn it! Danzo Shimura?! You bastard! Give me back my brother!"
Danzo, looking utterly confused, glanced around. "Hahaha! I knew it! I knew I wouldn't die! You fools thought you could kill me? I'm destined to be Hokage! I must've used Izanagi to escape Madara and Hashirama's attack at the Third's funeral, didn't I? Heh heh heh heh!"
Danzo thought he was still at Hiruzen's funeral, believing he'd pulled off Izanagi to dodge death.
WHAM!
Hirofumi appeared behind Danzo in a flash and kicked him flying. "Who the hell do you think you are, stealing my 'heh heh heh' laugh?! You don't deserve it! You? Hokage? I'm not interested in being your man, so get lost! You're weak as hell, and you wasted a hundred million of my wealth points! You're gonna pay for that!"
Danzo, still clueless, went soaring through the air from the kick. And coming right at him was a fully-formed Susano'o.
"Damn you, Danzo! I'll kill you!" Sasuke roared.
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