Anyway, Seijuro sent Aizen some info, and when Aizen saw it, the grin on his face couldn't be hidden—holy fuck.
His idea of making Karma for the Uzumaki clan could work now. He had all the info he needed.
He would first become a Ten-Tails though, then using this tech, he could strengthen the Uzumaki like no other.
Though before that, he would need a plausible reason for it.
Well... about time to use his elder brother persona.
A smile played on his lips.
As Kushina, Tsunade, Mikoto, and Seijuro were allowed within the meeting area, they noticed some of the elders in the back. And Seijuro—he was the Kage of the village.
Technically the first, since before that it was only clan heads. But since he was fusing this village and making it bigger, it needed a Kage.
Plus, he was planning on going near the Cloud and collecting the clans near there. He heard of a clan of people who were very good with their Kekkei Genkai.
He wouldn't mind adopting them.
And even the ice Kekkei Genkai from the Mist—since the Mist was self-imploding, he didn't mind at all.
Would take that from them too.
This village would have other clans apart from the Uzumaki, making it diverse and all that shit.
Before Aizen died, he would make sure that this village... was the strongest.
Because fuck Konoha. They wouldn't help for shit.
Anyway, time to act like a gentler elder brother.
As they entered the room, Tsunade couldn't help but feel that Aizen's gaze on Seijuro never left—as if seeing something... hm.
"Welcome, everyone. Thank you for returning. And thank you again for honoring our people with the Uzumaki artifacts."
Seijuro offered just a little nod. No need for all that shenanigans. He wondered what kind of bullshit he would pull from here.
Aizen nodded once, but then tilted his head, almost playfully.
"Seijuro... may I ask—what was your father's name?"
Seijuro blinked, caught off guard.
"...My father? Uh... Kurama Reizan," he answered after a moment. "Why?"
Tsunade's brow furrowed.
Yo, didn't that kinda match with... oh...
So this was why they were allowed in such an area.
Not because Tsunade was an Uzumaki—half, still counted—and not just because Kushina was one.
This guy... was... Seijuro's brother. For original chapters go to novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Aizen's Rinnegan pulsed once, but his tone remained gentle. "Hmm. Yes... Reizan Kurama. A very talented man. Fierce chakra control. Dominant Genjutsu. And..."
His gaze turned distant for a moment.
"...A terrible habit of sleeping around."
"...So I have heard," Seijuro said calmly. The fact that his dad slept around was a well-known fact in the clan. The clan leader really wanted people to know that for some odd reason.
Aizen folded his arms behind his back and slowly began to walk across the hall. "Roughly 19 years ago... a man with a powerful Kekkei Genkai visited this village. He was charismatic. Magnetic. He wasn't on a diplomatic mission. No—he came for pleasure. And he found it. A lot of it."
Kushina made a face. "...He was a—?"
"Player," Aizen confirmed, sighing. "An enthusiastic one."
Tsunade raised a brow, looking way too amused.
"During one of his escapades, he impregnated an Uzumaki kunoichi. She was quiet, strong-willed. Respected. She gave birth 9 months later."
"He had a family back in Konoha," Aizen continued, voice smooth but laced with something... personal. "So he kept the truth hidden. Lied. Used missions as excuses to visit his second child. Until one day..."
"His jealous older brother leaked everything. Word spread fast. And on one of his missions—with his wife—he was ambushed by Iwa-nin."
Mikoto's eyes widened.
Kushina inhaled sharply.
Aizen's voice dropped just a fraction.
"He protected her. Got her to safety. But then... something changed. The Id took over. And in that feral state—he died."
The room was dead silent.
Aizen stopped walking.
His eyes met Seijuro's. Calm. Stern.
"Because I am that child."
"So, you're the kid he had later on. How fun," Aizen said coldly, his white hair seemingly waving through the nonexistent wind.
Aizen's gaze landed on Seijuro.
Not doing much—but observing him.
"I assume you did not tell me all of this to reunite," Seijuro said calmly.
"Oh, so you are quite sharp," Aizen said with a smile.
Then his expression turned rather cold.
He ordered his guard to have everyone else leave, so he may speak with his little brother alone.
Mikoto, in fact, wasn't going to have all of that.
At that moment, they both seemed to be on guard—her Mangekyō activating, and Kushina's KCM turning on.
"Oh, seems like you inherited more than Father's Kekkei Genkai," Aizen said coldly. Then his gaze turned even colder.
"I simply wish to speak with my younger brother. I assure you, no hair on his body shall be harmed," he said softly.
The girls didn't move.
Then, finally, Aizen smiled again—but there was no warmth in it.
"Rest assured, I will not harm a single hair on my brother's body."
His voice was soft—but laced with something too specific.
"This is... a conversation long overdue. And if I intended harm..."
"...None of you would be able to stop me."
That last sentence was spoken more like a fact than anything else.
Mikoto's jaw clenched.
There was weight behind his words.
Finally, Tsunade sighed and gently tugged the two girls back.
"Let him go," she said. Her tone was wary, but firm.
"Seijuro can handle himself."
Still glaring, Mikoto and Kushina were escorted out by Aizen's guards—reluctantly, distrustfully—but they complied.
The doors slid shut behind them.
Now, only two remained in the chamber.
The Rinnegan wielder turned back around.
S/N...His bullshit making skills really make me proud...that my father{Fuck off Sora}