Book One: The Rise of the Blue-Haired Devil.

      A little over a month has passed. During this time I completely regained my physical shape. I made some progress in developing my cold abilities, but these were minor compared to previous achievements in this area. Now I was putting on a beautiful black suit, preparing for the wedding... yes, exactly for it. Today Uzumaki Mito marries Takeshi Senju. You know, this event should make any person in the world happy, but the red-haired girl was, on the contrary, upset. She could be understood. Getting married for convenience is not the most pleasant thing, especially if you understand that this is a political marriage. Marriage has always seemed to me something... how should I put it... meaningless? Nooooo... useless... something like that. What is its meaning? Is it about binding two people with an oath of allegiance in public, while holding a banquet? Sharing your joy with loved ones? The latter, of course, makes a little sense, but often it does not lead to anything good. Happiness loves silence. There is no need to talk on every corner about how happy you are with every second of your life. There will always be some stoned scumbag for whom nothing worked out in life. It is already difficult to classify such individuals as people. They simply exist for the benefit of proving to others that there cannot be happy people in the world. Such creatures will ruin your life if they find out about your little happiness. They simply enjoy seeing people in their position. Therefore, a wedding is simply a vivid example of how to signal your happiness to everyone around you. At a wedding there are always several people whom you know superficially and, as practice shows, they are the very rotten people. Why am I thinking about this now? Everything is very simple. Almost all of Konoha is invited to the wedding. All of Konoha... Takeshi thought of this before. Just an inadequate moron. Even Tobirama couldn't convince him. No arguments worked for him. This is perhaps the only way he is similar to Hashirama. Precisely in terms of character. Otherwise they are completely different. The shinobi god achieved everything through his own labor and strength. He never bet on his clan. Ni Hashirama became popular because of the Senju clan, and the Senju clan became famous because of Hashirama. These are completely different things. This is the case when the power of one person can solve almost all issues. The wedding took place right outside the Hokage's residence. Ashina, to my regret, was unable to come to his daughter’s wedding. He sent me a letter saying he really wanted to come, but times were turbulent. He promised that he would definitely be present at my wedding with Yumiko. This made me a little happy. Now I was standing in the front row at the stage where the wedding ceremony was to take place. The groom was already standing next to the crown where the significant event was to take place. And now Mito, in a snow-white wedding dress, comes out onto the red carpet, accompanied by Tobirama, who was wearing the same suit as me. Yes, yes, we ordered work from the same master. I actually wanted to come to the wedding in my armor, but Mito, having advised Tobirama, forced me to wear a normal classic suit. Eh... that was a problem. I don't like wearing formal suits from my previous life. They bring up painfully unpleasant memories. Okay, not about that now. When Mito walked, it was so... graceful... majestic... graceful... She didn't walk at all... she floated. Every step she took was filled with the strength and power of the great clans. She showed with all her nature how an ordinary girl differs from her. It was this beauty and power that no one else had. She walked her entire way with her head held high, looking at her fiancé with a calm... nooo, even cold gaze. The guy sank to the floor from such a look. This aura emanating from Mito made even Tobirama, who was a battle-hardened warrior, wince. When Uzumaki stood opposite Takeshi, she gave me such a condescending look that I even felt uneasy about it. And then she smiled at me coldly, as if saying: “Look, look, the same thing awaits you.”       The wedding ceremony has begun. I didn't really listen to him. Now the priest’s words worried me the least. My gut was screaming of an impending crisis. I completely focused on the surrounding space, starting to scan the entire area using sensors. I felt the familiar chakra also rise. It was Tobirama, who apparently also sensed something was wrong. We scanned for about a minute. I felt small bursts of chakra from a distance of five hundred meters. I immediately moved in that direction, but I heard the most recognizable sound for any ninja. It was a hissing sound. The explosive seals were set on fire and in the next second they were supposed to explode. I instantly went into Ultimate Hermit Mode to accelerate to my maximum speed. I had to save Mito at all costs, but I noticed in time that the Hokage had reacted in time and was about to move the two newlyweds to a safe place, so I moved at full speed towards the source of the chakra surge. Not even two seconds had passed before I was at the right point. Unsurprisingly, there was no one on site, but I took a trace of the chakra that used explosive seals. A minute later I caught up with the ninjas attacking Konoha. It was a small detachment consisting of two people. These were two men with dark skin. Their height exceeded two meters. Their faces were almost identical. Both had three stripes on both cheeks. The hair had incredible volume and length. Two black horns protruded from the head. The only difference between the two brothers was the color of their hair. The first one had a golden hue, and the second one had a silver hue.       - Ginkaku, look. Someone was able to follow us. – one of them said with mockery in his voice.       - Kinkaku, don't relax. We face a difficult opponent. Blue-haired devil. – the second brother said in a serious tone.       - Yes, okay, Ginkaku. An ordinary weakling, rumors about whom are too exaggerated. – stated the golden-haired ninja. I could no longer stand such bullying. Someone dare underestimate me after everything I've been through? I started moving at the moment when the enemy finished speaking. I saw that my two enemies were not even trying to somehow react to my attack. One quick uppercut to the jaw for the main talker. He didn’t even have time to turn his head before he started flying a good hundred meters. I was ready to launch a second attack on the second enemy, but an unexpected voice stopped me.       - Back. Fast. – Morgana shouted very clearly and loudly. Her words were like a command to me. In one jump I broke the distance with the enemy. While still in flight, I watched with great shock the power of one of the opponents’ blows. The impact left a decent-sized crater. I'm not sure that even the absolute Sage mode would have saved me from such a powerful and unexpected attack. A lot of dust rose, but before it had time to settle on the ground, it was dispersed only by the pressure of chakra that began to emanate from both brothers. Strange chakra bubbled across the skin of the two brothers. She seemed to be mad, but she was terribly familiar to me. This is Kurama's chakra, but where did they get his chakra from? They can't be the jinchuuriki of the nine-tailed bijuu. This is just unreal. Whereas? Okay, we need to deal with them quickly... I didn’t have time to finish my thoughts when several explosions of very decent power were heard from the direction of the village. We were a kilometer away from Konoha. From here it was visible how several houses in the village of Leaves caught fire. This was alarming.       - I'll tear you apart, you bastard! – the golden-haired brother growled. - Let's give him a beating, Ginkaku! – he added. I already thought that after such statements he would rush at me like a wild animal, but he took out a strangely thick rope from the seal on his shoulder, from which danger was felt even from afar. His partner also took out a weapon from his seals. In one hand he held a sword that was as big as Kubikiribocho, but there were still serious differences between the Mist Sword and this sword. It was difficult to explain. This sword gave off some kind of divine aura. It strained my whole being. In his other hand, the silver-haired ninja held a strange vessel shaped like a pumpkin. The power of this artifact was not inferior to the previous two.       I was not allowed to analyze how I would fight the battle, but my intuition told me that it was better not to fall under the attacks of these artifacts. The golden-haired ninja was in sight, but I didn't need sight to know where he was and where the surprise attack would come from. The next moment, the enemy appeared to my right, throwing the end of a golden rope at me, trying to catch me. It is worth admitting that not every Jounin could keep up with such speed, but I have not been a simple Jounin for a long time. I was preparing to fight the Shinobi God. Such an attack is a mere trifle to me.       - Don't fall for this attack. – Morgana suddenly asked, not even hiding her concern about this artifact. - Try to keep these things. They can help us. – she added, after I calmly walked away from the rope, which flew a few centimeters from me. I did not specify why we might need them. There was no time for that now. I tried to get closer to the golden-haired brother to take advantage of his mistake, but my sixth sense screamed about danger as I walked half the distance between me and the enemy. I had to move to the side again to avoid the attack of the second enemy, who went to intercept me. He wordlessly rushed to his partner, seeing his helplessness before my attack.       Oh, I feel like I’m in for a tough fight with these opponents...