When he returned to his room, Daiki got straight back to the grind. There wasn't a lot of room, he so ended up sealing all the furniture of the bedroom inside his Dimension Force Seal to free up some space.
Even then it wasn't exactly much to work with, it was a small thirteen feet by thirteen feet space after all.
He could jump to Isobu's dimension and leave a clone behind at anytime, but he decided not to.
He had the camera in his room covered so none could watch him, but he couldn't be sure of just when somebody would next seek him out, somebody that a simple shadow clone wouldn't fool easily, especially after his little mouthing off episode against Danzo.
'I should have….6,967…just kept my mouth shut…6,968…but the guy just pisses me off…6,969, heh, nice.' he mused inwardly as he went through one handed, hand stand push ups.
If there was ever someone that should have 'retard' branded across their forehead, it was Danzo fucking Shimura, the amount of shit Daiki would have to take care of in the future just because of that morons absolutely massive fuck ups was insane.
The two most blatant being finding away to make sure Sasuke didn't go full on avenger and want to destroy the Leaf after he eventually found out the truth of the Uchiha Massacre and deal with Nagato, or as he called himself now, Pein.
Pein who got the better of Sage Mode Naruto even with help. Far from Naruto's strongest form come the end Daiki mused, but monstrous all the same. A simple clone of Naruto in Sage Mode defeated the Third Raikage.
The Third Raikage whom fought Gyuki, the Eight Tailed Bijuu to a draw.
Even with Isobu backing him up, and the time he had, that was going to be a hell of a level to reach.
And all because of fucking Danzo.
That wasn't even getting into the fact if he wasn't such an utter clown, the entire Uchiha Clan would still be around right now, brainwashed to be loyal, and he'd have the strength of Itachi and Shisui to count on.
Now that would be a line up he could get behind. Daiki himself, Naruto, Sasuke, Itachi, Shisui, Hiruzen Sarutobi, Jiraiya, Tsunade, Kakashi, Gai. Granted Tsunade was a long shot, but with all of them even barring her, Orochimaru wouldn't have dared start his shit like he was doing now.
Hell, Sand wouldn't have the balls to either.
So yes, when he was keeping track of those watching him and he found Danzo running his mouth about him, Daiki couldn't stop from cutting in and flexing all over the old prick.
The oddest thing of it all though, well one of them at least, was the fact that…Danzo backed down after Daiki threatened to cut his head off for back talking the Hokage and admitting his big plan for making the likes of Stone and Cloud back down if they threatened war if things really did spiral on towards the road of him becoming Hokage.
It was a simple, yet incredibly genius stratagem if he did say so himself. Threaten to Bijuudama them. After infiltrating the village and letting them know not a single person could sense or find him if he so desired.
If he wanted to disappear, there really was nobody that could stop him. And they couldn't stop him from coming and going either, not without bringing down a fully realised Bijuu-Mode Perfect Jinchuuriki.
He'd be showing off a bunch of his cards if it came to it, which he'd rather keep close to the chest, but if it came down to it, he'd do it. He wouldn't allow A and Onoki to dig their teeth in and shake him for all they could like they did the Sandaime when the Leaf was still recovering and had to play nice.
No, he'd just go to the opposite end and go full genocide if he had to. That apparently was something Danzo could get behind though and he literally retracted complaint about Daiki being in line to be the next Hokage.
…And wasn't that a bother. With all of the people there in the room during the reveal, including the Hokage's advisors and Danzo, it was pretty much official that he was now being groomed for the Hokage hat.
He couldn't take that back now even if he tried. It would be a total bad look for him. So he now had no option but to run straight down that path and make sure old man third lived through the Konoha Crush if he didn't want to find himself the leader of the Land of Fire.
The work load wouldn't really be a problem with his clones, the big issue was that he wouldn't exactly be able to leave the village much since he would be the leader.
Which meant a bunch of things that he couldn't just send others to fetch for him, would be out of his reach.
Especially one of the most important of all.
The Ryumakyu, the Dragon Veins. A massive source of powerful chakra comparable to a Bijuu in scope, sealed beneath the ruins of the city Roran in the Land of Rivers, close to the border of the Land of Wind.
And for all intents and purposes, what he planned to use to empower Isobu and make him even stronger!
'Hmm, so that's what your full big plan is to make me stronger? You've been tight lipped about it and even hiding most of your thoughts from me about it, I admit you had me curious,' Isobu hummed, 'Converting all that chakra into my own, would take a significant amount of time. Time you would not have to freely spend outside the village as Hokage.'
Exactly, so unless he got access to a teleportation jutsu like the Flying Thunder God, he was up shit creek without a paddle on that front if the Sandaime died.
'Well, you could always send an amped clone over there and have it absorb the chakra with your torso armour and the Infinite Armour and transfer it directly to you and then you could filter it through to me,' Isobu pointed out, 'Though, I'm unsure if even the pair of them could handle all of that chakra, and multiple trips might need to be made.'
Hmm.
…Well, that could be an option. And it wasn't like his clones had some limited range they could go from him. After all, they were in a literal separate dimension right now and he still got their memories and chakra if they popped.
And he could handle some of the chakra carrying himself thanks to the chakra absorption seal he'd added to the Dimension Force Seal.
Still being confined to the village would suck absolute donkey cock. And that wasn't a euphemism for his own mighty epically big dick.
And besides beyond that, there were a bunch of other things he wanted to get his hands on. Like a demonic hydra and its army of eight thousand stone golems that could each tank a Rasengan to the face without trouble.
'I mean, I could lend my full power to a clone of yours and they would have no issue beating down this Miroku.' Isobu pointed out.
Daiki grimaced.
'It would take all the fun out of things though, just sending my clones off to do everything for me! I want to run around, beat up demons, seduce priestesses and princesses and have fun!' he burst out, full on whining.
'…Then have an amped clone stay back in the village and you go out, simple as that.' Isobu deadpanned.
Damn it, this guy had an answer for everything.
'It's called common sense, though I can understand that being a foreign phrase to you, with you being…well you.' Isobu snorted.
Common sense?
That sounded like something only a little pansy would li-
There was a knock on the door cutting of Daiki's thoughts and he sighed, cutting off the mental conversation with his inner spirit tortoise, he pushed himself up to land on his feet and made his way over the door.
As he expected, someone had come to visit him. Night had fallen now and the other genin had returned to their own assigned rooms, he'd been training for hours at this point.
The only question, was who?
Well, he could just look through the door itself and see, but that would take the fun out of it.
'Who will it be?' he mused, grasping the door knob, 'Hinata? Danzo? Old man third?….Anko maybe?'
Daiki pulled the door open and blinked at whom he saw.
It wasn't anyone he expected at all.
A tall cream skinned sandy blonde with glacial teal eyes, her hair done up in four pigtails and adorned in a short pale pink dress with fishnet underneath.
Temari of the Hidden Sand.
"I'm not gonna lie," Daiki said in leu of greeting, leaning on the doorframe and smirking at the older girl, "You are the last person I expected to come visit little old me."
Temari glared at him, "Were you expecting Gaara instead?" she challenged.
Ooh, how feisty, kitty came with her claws unsheathed he saw.
"Not really actually, but I'd still see raccoon boy coming my way before you." Daiki shrugged before taking an idle sweeping glance around with his eyes, peering through the walls all around him.
Kankuro wasn't anywhere nearby, in fact, he was downstairs in one of the bathrooms working doing what appeared to be maintenance on his puppets.
Weird place to do so, but he wouldn't judge.
It seemed big sis waited for her little brother to be occupied before slinking away to stealthily confront him.
My, how scandalous.
Temari grimaced at his words, "You know." she uttered those two words simply, eyes narrowing even more. Heh, if she compressed her gaze any further she might end up firing beams of chakra at him, pew pew!
"Know what?" his smirk grew tauntingly, "I mean, you'll have to be more specific, I know a lot of things, how to get strong quick, how to taunt like nobodies business, the meaning of the life, the colour of your underwear, green looks good on you by the way, how to make a mean protein filled breakfast that's great for growing muscle…"
And of course everything about their little plan, more than her even considering she didn't know her father was currently a rotting corpse right now.
Or would be soon.
Temari's face scrunched up in confusion, completely taken aback by his reply before shaking his head, "Don't take me for a fool, besides, you're completely wrong, my underwear is blue." she huffed.
His smirk grew to shit eating proportions, "Blue huh, good to know." he nodded. He could have of course just looked through her clothing at any time, but where was the fun in that.
It would be way too easy.
Temari blinked, suddenly realising just what he'd gotten her to reveal, but to his surprise, instead of getting angry about it or raging, she sighed and rolled her eyes, "You're one cocky smart aleck kid, has anyone ever told you that?" she responded, voice dry.
"Something like that. there's this one Jonin, she's all about me being all cocky." he shrugged.
"I have no interest in your sex life kid," Temari caught on instantly and rolled her eyes again, "Now, may I come in? I want to speak to you about what you were so casually throwing around earlier about me and my siblings."
"Huh, and here you thought I was hot as shit earlier," Daiki pointed out, "But sure, come on in, far be it for me to refuse letting such a pretty girl in my room, however temporary." he pushed off the door frame and stepped aside, gesturing for her to do so.
Temari entered and gave him a real surprised look, "How did you know that?" she asked, startled.
"You just told me." he replied smugly. He didn't even need to reveal the fact he read her thoughts earlier for that.
"Damn Konoha brat." Temari glared at him once more, losing that cool facade she had on her face.
Heh.
Riling her up would be fun for sure.
Temari shook her head and released a deep breath, regaining her cool. And then stopped and stared, confused as she saw the state of his room for the duration of his stay.
That being the fact that it was completely empty.
"What the hell is with your room?" Temari looked over her shoulder to give him an odd glance, "Did you toss out all of the furniture?"
"I stored it in a sealing space actually," Daiki informed the sandy blonde, "It was getting in the way of training you see, can't let precious time that I can dedicate to the grind go to waste." he explained, and clenched one fist while curling his arm, making his bicep pop out vividly. Big, round and powerful, the fully visible veins trailing down just highlighting the power within these grind gained muscles.
"You're training in the middle of an exam?" She asked incredulously, but her eyes were locked on his arm, before she managed to drag her gaze away and up to look him in the eyes.
"Of course I am, you don't expect me to sit around doing nothing like some lazy bum do you?" It was Daiki's turn to give her an incredulous stare, "Seriously, do you know how much I can get done in four days?"
Four days was enough to make his physical stats go up by two. Though, considering how much harder it was making them go up the stronger he got, that may soon go down to one and below that even.
By his estimates, by time he broke the four hundred mark, it would take over a week of high intensity training just to go up a single physical point, if not more, and it would only get even harder from there.
And that wasn't even getting into the fact that with his clones he could master multiple jutsu in just a span of four days.
As it was though, he needed to take advantage of every single day he had at his disposal, not a single one could be wasted without gaining something from it. Otherwise, by time things really started to roll down hill, he wouldn't be able to keep up at all.
Temari raised an eyebrow, "Rest is important between training as well," she pointed out, "Especially with the fact that if this is anything like any other chunin exams, there will be an exam after this one with full on head to head combat, it could be one versus one or it could even be team versus team, and I don't think I need to explain which one would be bad for you, being all alone and all."
"Rest is important for muscle and fatigue recover and recovering chakra," Daiki nodded in agreement, "I'm just built different than your average guy though, I only need a fraction of the time anyone else would need, an hour at best to recover from intense training that would leave you gaping in awe."
Hell, technically speaking, he didn't even need to sleep. Isobu could charge his body at anytime and wash away any physical fatigue quite easily. Or at least, he could go massive amounts of time without sleep thanks to that if he so desired.
He didn't mind you, mostly because mental fatigue was still a thing that would grind him down and throw him off of his game, and he actually liked sleeping.
…Especially since he sprung for a really, really comfortable mattress not long ago, and his sheets were such soft lovely silk.
Who said only nobles and rich clan punks got to enjoy the finer things in life!?
Motherfucker he was the Sanbi Jinchuuiki Lord Daiki-sama!
'As nice as it is that you're so proud of being my jinchuuriki, you're going way off track.' Isobu deadpanned.
Oh…right.
"Nobody likes a braggart, well, either way it isn't my problem if you screw yourself over in the long run," Temari shrugged, turning away from him and idly glancing over the empty room they were in, "Now, enough of the snark and sarcasm, I came here to talk to you for a reason."
"If you want to see me naked, it'll cost you." he quipped with a snort, eyes tracing over her back. And not actually ogling at the curvature of her hips and the swell of her pert ass cheeks through that dress of hers.
But rather, taking in the folded form of her giant fan. With his eyes, he could see deep into the make up of the weapon. The metal of it was lined with chakra ore, wind chakra ore at that, he knew enough to recognise the look of it now since he had a few blades made of the stuff himself, and there were some interesting seals inscribed within it.
Shoddy work to be honest, even Orochimaru's hack seal was much higher on the scale, the seal matrix wasn't even locked, but intuitive and quite interesting. From his idle inspection, it seemed that it was a seal to amplify wind chakra.
Probably to make up for the fact that only about thirty percent or so of the fans metal was wind chakra ore.
By time Temari turned back around, eyes rolling at his quip, he'd already memorized the seal matrix and made a mental note to improve upon it and edit it to make seals that amplified all the other elements while he was at it.
It would make a good reference for deciphering the seal work within the Kiba Blades.
"You know, you're hot kid, I won't lie, but you're not that hot," Temari scoffed, "Now, let's stop dancing around the topic, how do you know about my brother?" she demanded.
Daiki smirked and opened his mouth-
"Gaara, not Kankuro before you give me the run around again." she cut him off before he could say anything.
Huh, was he that predictable? Or was she just that smart? Guess that joke about his 'war paint' being make up he stole from Temari herself would have to be sheathed for another time.
Well, whatever, ruin his fun why doesn't she?
"Who doesn't know about your brother?" Daiki rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Anyone who knows what a jinchuuriki is and is smart knows who the bijuu holders are."
They were fucking war deterrents for a reason. Killer Bee, Yugito, Han and Roshi were all in the Bingo Books for fucks sake. And if Fu was to be believed, she was in the Iwa version of the Bingo Book.
She liked to brag about that fact sometimes since he wasn't in any official Bingo Books.
…Yet.
"Hell, your brother is a running joke." Daiki added with a snort.
At least to him.
"A…a joke? Gaara is a joke?" Temari goggled at him, gobsmacked.
"Of course he is!" Daiki barked a laugh, "Look at the state of him. If there was ever a picture perfect example of a failure of a jinchuuriki, your little brother would be right on the money."
The gobsmacked look faded quickly and Temari glared at him hotly, "Gaara is the greatest weapon of the Hidden Sand Village, the only person capable of defeating him is our father, the Kazekage!" she spat angrily, the disrespect against her little brother bringing out what appeared to be a protective rage, "You were bragging to your little leaf friends earlier in the mess hall and throwing little digs at him, don't think I didn't notice, but you're nothing compared to Gaara, he's near unbeatable, and not someone a mere leaf genin could ever hope to even scratch."
"The fact he's the greatest weapon of your village while he's so weak is the funniest part of it all, it makes your village look like a giant circus," Daiki shot back, jutting his chin out at her defiantly, egging her on, "And your father the Kazekage is the big lead clown, big honking red nose and all, honk honk."
"You…." Temari floundered looking for words to fire back, but the sheer insult he levied at her village, her brother and father all at once stunned her mightily, "Where do you get off…!?"
"I think you'd be better at getting me off hot stuff," Daiki retorted, "Besides, you obviously can't tell me you don't see it, you seem like a smart chick."
"See what?!" she ground her teeth and commanded him to reveal, "Go on, tell me what obvious answer I seem to be missing you overly horny little fool."
"He's got it tattoo'd on his fucking forehead, if that wasn't a cry for help then I don't know what is," he answered with a scoff, "Love, your brother's a psycho from sheer loneliness and questioning his worth all his life, that's what happens to kids avoided and treated like a demon all their life. And he is weak, mentally and physically, he relies on the power of his Bijuu, and that won't do shit against me."
Temari didn't reply. Her hands were clenched at her sides so hard they shook and she continued to glare at him, but she had no words to refute him. He could see the realisation in her eyes.
"Course, it isn't your fault, and not your villages either really," Daiki shrugged, "Dear old papa Kazekage is to blame, both for the joke your village has become and the running laugh anyone high up has about your brother being some ultimate weapon." fucking hell, that twat Rasa sent off Pakura to her death, pretty much the strongest ninja of Suna bar himself.
The sandy pigtailed blonde grimaced.
"Your brother is a failure of a jinchuuriki because he doesn't control the power of his bijuu, it controls him," Daiki pushed on, "Do you know what you need to control the power of a bijuu? Willpower. That's it, it's a simple thing, but something your little brother utterly lacks in, because he has nothing, he's utterly alone in the world, as such, he has nothing worth fighting for besides himself, he has no hobbies, he can't sleep because of that trashy seal holding the One Tail and he has nobody to make his life worth living, and because of that, he's only got a fraction of the strength he would have, and like that, he's not even close to a match for me."
His words shook Temari so much, the sandy blonde actually stuttered back a step away from him, "…How do you know all this?" she couldn't help but ask in a whisper.
It seemed the home truths he'd dropped on her had rocked her core. Well, she was the one that came here demanding answers over a few taunts and bragging statements.
"Please, this isn't shocking to know at all," Daiki rolled his eyes, "Everyone in your village pretty much knows this and so any visitor learns it easily, and everyone in the Elemental Nations knows your father is so pathetic the Wind Daimyo is coming to Konoha for mission requests, then again, how can one expect a clown to lead an entire village of tens of thousands when he can't even care for his own damn son."
Temari's eyes were horrified for all of a few seconds at his words, before she closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath and centred herself, "Annoyingly, your words aren't wrong, I've long been unhappy with Gaara's treatment, and your words have merit behind them," she admitted and then crossed her arms and stared him in the eye, "True as a lot of it has been, Gaara has the full power of the Shukaku at his fingertips and the ultimate defence, you've yet to provide any proof of your strength and ability to beat him, just ran your mouth a lot."
Her self control was quite impressive, "If I end up fighting Gaara, I'll gladly prove how much stronger I am than him," Daiki shrugged, "Unless that is, you want to make me prove my strength right here and now?"
In response, Temari smirked, "Finally, that's what I came here for in the first place, a little test to see if you're all talk or not." her hand went up over her shoulder grasping the heavy metal base of her fan and then in a blur, she pulled it over her shoulder and swung it at him.
A single step back made sure it swept right through the area where his face was a moment ago, "Oh, not bad." Daiki blinked and found himself complimenting.
By his estimates, with how much metal was compressed into that giant fan, and the size of it, it had to be at least one hundred and fifty pounds in weight, and she swung it around like a light stick at blurring speeds.
Temari's eyes narrowed and she said nothing, instead palming the base of the giant fan with her other hand and expertly twirling it like a staff with both hands like a helicopter blade and lashed out at him in a blindingly fast barrage of melee strikes.
She was impressively strong, fast and skilled in close combat for a long ranged specialist, that was for sure.
Yet, despite that, Daiki barely moved an inch from where he stood as he ducked and weaved around her strikes.
He was just that much faster than her and could see the next move coming before she even fully started with it.
He also wasn't that nice of a guy that he would let some girl from another village attack him in his own village without consequence.
Or in any other village for that matter.
He also for example, could seal his weights away in an instant, becoming twenty thousand pounds lighter.
He ducked under one strike and then moved.
Temari's eyes widened as he outright disappeared from her vision, that was how fast he moved.
And then a ripping sound filled the room and Daiki appeared behind her, a familiar pale pink dress in hand.
Eyeing her from behind with a smirk on his face. His eyes greedily taking in the sight of her firm, round ass clad in only fishnet. and a powder blue thong that looked ever so delicious on her hips.
It took Temari a second to realise what happened and she whirled around, eyes wide in shock, "You…how?!" she gaped, not even bothering to cover her front and showing off her near enough fully naked breasts to him, large perky creamy melons topped with cherry pink nipples that poked through the fishnet.
"I'm just that fa-" he began answering, eyes on her breasts and memorizing their shape and every contour.
He tilted his head to the side as Temari tried to smash his head in with her fan while he was busy answering and ogling her tits.
"Tch." she clicked her tongue in annoyance.
"Well you're not shy that's for sure." Daiki laughed. She literally used his distraction in ogling her and replying to try and smash his head in.
Good on her.
"I'm a kunoichi, and not one like those little girls you hang around with that would lock up or get embarrassed over a little nudity," Temari huffed, slamming her fan into the ground beside her and leaning on it, "Looks like you're not just all talk I guess, not that this little bout was all that impressive, I'm a ninjutsu specialist, I'm just good enough in close to get by."
"You know, it's actually not that hard to compliment people," Daiki snorted, "Like for example, hey Temari, you have some really nice tits, they look real soft and I bet would feel real good in my hands."
"You'll have to just wonder about that," Temari rolled her eyes and then held out her hand, "Gimme my dress."
"How about no?" Daiki countered and lifted it up, idly spinning it in the air above his head, "I think I'll keep it."
Temari stared at him for a moment, before huffing, "Whatever, I've done what I came here to do," she replied and boldly turned around and walked towards the door, opening it, not caring at all that she was nude for the most part. She paused just before she stepped out and looked over her shoulder at him, "Keep the dress if you want, it might make your last few dreams memorable before you get crushed by Gaara after needling him like you did, he has his eyes on you now."
And then she boldly left the room behind and walked down the hall to her own. Daiki watched directly through the walls as she did.
"…Huh." he blinked.
That was not at all how he expected that to go when he pulled the dress off of her. Granted, she didn't exactly have far to go to get to her room, and nobody was around to see her, especially with her brothers not being in her room.
Well, she was…interesting.
Impressive as her tits and ass were, Daiki found himself more impressed by her mental resiliency, he dropped quite a few bombs of revelation on her and she was while shocked and overwhelmed initially, was quick to regain her cool.
Chucking, he walked over and closed the door, idly examining the dress in his hands, "How…fun." he mused.
Just then, there was a puff of smoke at his side and Daiki looked up from the pale pink dress in his hands to look over in surprise.
When the smoke faded, a familiar pink scaled chameleon came into view. Though, she was a lot smaller than usual.
"Toka?" Daiki blinked in surprise, "Why are you so small?"
"Because I felt like it, and obviously I couldn't enter such a narrow space at my full size, no?" Toka replied as if such a thing were obvious, "I wouldn't exactly be very good at stealth and infiltrating at my usual size now would I?"
"You can change your size?" Daiki's eyes widened. That was obvious for sure with her here and now, but it was very interesting to know.
"A staple of the Chameleon Clan, though we can only shrink and return to our full sizes, a reverse application of that same jutsu those Akimichi of your village tend to use," Toka shrugged, "Something you'll no doubt learn in the future…once you can match up to the sensing ability of the whelps of our clan that is, without relying on those silly eyes of yours."
Huh, neat, he could think of so many ways to use that kind of thing.
"You jealous you don't have eyes as badass as mine?" he taunted her.
Toka rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Hardly, unlike you I don't need to rely on a crutch for something so simple." she fired back.
Gah!
Right in the pride.
Daiki coughed, "So, what's up?" he changed the topic, for no reasons, he just felt like it.
One hundred percent truth.
Totally!
She rolled her ripple-like eyes again, but didn't call him out on it and instead walked over and hopped up onto his shoulder, perching on it comfortably. Right now, she was about ten inches long at most, "Show me your hand." she ordered him.
What a demanding little lizard princess.
Daiki did as bid and held up his hand, "So why do you-" he began asking, only for his eyes to widen as she opened her mouth and extended her long tongue out and dropped a small glowing green pebble into his palm, "This is..!" he gaped in shock.
"I took the liberty of grabbing the stone you wanted from that ferret, and as you planned, I left behind a small fragment of it within the annoying little beast to keep it alive," Toka explained, "I thought I'd save the trouble of bringing it back here to you then taking it back as you initially intended."
Daiki said nothing and just stared in shock at the fragment from the Stone of Gelel in his hand. Then slowly he started to chuckle and before long he threw his head back and released a full bellied laughter that echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls and reverberating, ominously.
"I see by your demented laugh, that you are pleased." Toka commented idly, making him shut up.
"Hey, my laugh is powerful and intimidating, not demented!" he growled.
"You keep telling yourself that," the pink chameleon snorted, "By the way, that clan was a decent challenge to find, though we found them travelling through the Land of Rivers, and interestingly, not far from them, I came across an odd ancient temple that the old man you told me of seemed to be trying to avoid."
Daiki's eyes widened.
'Wait, it's not in another continent, it's here?!' he thought, shocked. And not only that, but it was in the fucking Land of Rivers as well?
What the fuck!
No seriously, what the hell was up with the Land of Rivers and all the good shit there. It should seriously be renamed to the Land of Loot for crying out loud.
'This…this is good.' Daiki couldn't help but give out another ominous, not demented laughter.
When he got around to having Isobu slurp up the Ryumakyu, he could go after the Gelel Stone Veins as well, which should be comparable to the Ryumakyu itself as well.
…With the Ryumaku and the Gelel Stone Veins, could he perhaps, not become a match for Kurama!?
'Unlikely, going by your memories, while both together will give me quite the boost, I believe at best, I will gain power comparable to Chomei, and as you know, Chomei doesn't come close to the power of Kurama.' Isobu dashed those hopes.
Yeah…Chomei got their shit clapped by Kurama, even with Son Goku, Saiken, Kokuo, Matatabi and Isobu himself backing them up.
And that was only half power Kurama.
But still, that would be a significant jump in power regardless. And there was always other avenues to explore.
For now though, it was time to put some more plans into motion. Such as sealing this fragment of Gelel inside his Heavenly Star Seal.
And here we are back with the big chapter 29, social hell continues and it is a horrible horrible thing.
Socials, socials and more socials, just like last chapter, but here, Daiki continues sticking his hands in pots outside of Konoha. Temari used confrontation, it was not very effective. Daiki used 'he's a clown haha', Temari received emotional damage. Most probably just saw Daiki being a cocky dickhead, which he was, but there's more going on than that. And now Daiki has gotten his hands on part of the stone of gelel and is adding it to the Heavenly Star Seal and part of his other over reaching plans have been revealed as well. We're up to chapter 38 on my Pa-atreon and I want to take the chance to say this; I will never write a chunin exam arc again.
Anyway, shameless Pa-atreon plug. I've got one, go by the same username on there, easy to find and all that jazz. Support me if you want, it'd be swell, but don't feel pressured lads and ladies, I'll be uploading my stuff outside it regardless and not keeping it all behind a paywall or anything like that.