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NAJ Chapter 91: The Execution of Shimura Danzō
🕑 Added 2025-07-20 20:53:38 +0000 UTCTonight, Uchiha Keizumi had traveled to two places. One was the Uzumaki Clan's Mask Storage Temple of the Uzumaki Clan inside Konohagakure—he had clearly sensed that one half of Danzō’s soul was in that vicinity.
At that moment, he realized exactly what method Danzō had used.
The second destination was this one: the Anbu base.
And just as his voice faded, not far away, Mitokado Homura caught sight of a figure standing in the middle of the churning lava.
His eyes widened as he stared at Uchiha Keizumi.
“What are you doing?!”
Vigilant and alarmed, Homura barked sharply, “Uchiha Keizumi! This is the Anbu base! You’ve trespassed on Anbu grounds—and destroyed part of the facility! What are you trying to do?!”
Homura then watched as the surging lava on the ground began to recede, flowing back into Uchiha Keizumi’s body.
Then that cold, emotionless gaze shifted toward him.
Homura froze. Before any sort of standoff could happen, he instinctively tilted his head slightly to the side.
The state Danzō was in was still burned into his memory—and just like Sarutobi Hiruzen, Homura feared Keizumi’s Mangekyō deeply.
“Eliminate the evil of the shinobi world.”
Uchiha Keizumi’s reply to Homura’s urgent questioning was as brief as it was merciless.
A chill ran through Homura’s heart.
Could it be—this guy still refuses to let Danzō go?
But the real question was: How the hell did he know Danzō was being hidden here?
And then—
From the massive crater in the ceiling blasted open by the lava, two figures suddenly leapt down—one was a girl dressed in the uniform of the Uchiha Police Force, and the other was an orange ninja cat.
“Meow… this is Anbu territory, isn’t it?” Tachibana Jirō narrowed his eyes and muttered, “These Anbu move fast.”
Indeed—
Quite a few Anbu had already been drawn by the commotion. In just a matter of seconds, seven or eight of them had gathered, lining up behind Mitokado Homura.
It was only because of their appearance that the cold-sweating Homura finally felt a faint sense of security.
The gathered Anbu were momentarily stunned when they saw Uchiha Keizumi.
None of them had expected to see him again so soon—especially like this.
“Uchiha Keizumi… Danzō is no longer in any position to do harm. Root is no longer under his control. Hiruzen has stripped him of all his duties—he’s no longer part of Konoha’s leadership.”
Homura suppressed the shock on his face and took a deep breath—only to be hit with a harsh wave of sulfurous fumes that made him choke.
After a few heavy coughs, he spoke in a low, conflicted voice: “Given all that… must this really end in death? Can’t you leave him at least one thread of mercy, for the sake of being from the same village?”
“If your justice were just a little more tempered, I believe many in the village would be far more willing to accept your Absolute Justice.”
The Anbu behind him looked stunned. Now they more or less understood why Uchiha Keizumi was here.
He had been hunting Shimura Danzō this entire time!!!
To cross Uchiha Keizumi… Danzō really was screwed.
Uchiha Keizumi shot back with a single question: “When Shimura Danzō committed his crimes, did he ever leave anyone a thread of mercy?”
That one line left Homura speechless.
If Danzō had ever held back, he wouldn’t have been Shimura Danzō in the first place!
“Absolute Justice is about to cut down a massive malignant tumor within the shinobi world.”
Alone and unflinching, Uchiha Keizumi stepped forward, positioning himself directly in front of all the Anbu.
“Anyone who dares obstruct Justice shall be regarded as an enemy of Justice—a collaborator in evil.”
“Tonight, this path is closed.”
“Danzō… must die.”
...
Standing behind him, Izumi stared blankly at Keizumi’s solitary back. A deep wave of shame surged through her.
Because this mission had been meant for her—to kill Shimura Danzō with her own hands. And now, Keizumi was holding off all the Anbu for her sake. Everything came down to one thing: her weakness, the weakness of Uchiha Izumi.
Tachibana Jirō spoke up.
“Rookie, just accept the trial Keizumi-sama has given you. No need to be all hesitant—Keizumi-sama hates indecisive, twisted types.”
“If you truly understand what Keizumi-sama is doing for you, then you should carry out his orders without a second thought.”
Izumi gave a firm “Mm” in response. She bit her teeth together and forced her gaze toward the open door of the chamber ahead.
She could clearly see what remained of Danzō’s mutilated body lying inside—and even more clearly, the way his bulging eyes glared toward them in rage.
Izumi drew her ninjatō and, under everyone’s watchful gaze, stepped into the chamber.
“Hey! Wait a second!” one of the Anbu shouted in alarm. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what kind of reaction the Hokage would have if the man they were supposed to protect—Danzō—was suddenly killed.
More than likely, the Hokage would blame them all.
After all, it was a failure of the Anbu.
Just as he was about to step forward to stop her, he suddenly heard the sound of lava dripping onto the floor—and felt the temperature in the base rising rapidly.
Sweat poured from his body. He couldn’t even tell if it was from fear or the heat.
He froze and turned to stare at Uchiha Keizumi.
“This path is sealed.”
“Anyone who comes forward dies.”
Uchiha Keizumi calmly repeated the same two lines.
The Anbu: “…”
Mitokado Homura: “…”
…
Inside the chamber.
Danzō lay strapped to the iron slab, his eyes brimming with malice and killing intent. He never expected Uchiha Keizumi to find this place—much less go so far as to exterminate him completely.
So this is the innate evil of an Uchiha brat?
And now—
A kunoichi holding a ninjatō appeared in Danzō’s view. In an instant, he realized this was the one sent to kill him.
Damn it!
They’d already come this far to eliminate him, and that bastard Keizumi didn’t even do it himself? Instead, he sent some no-name “lackey” to finish off Shimura Danzō?
What was the meaning of this?
Was it contempt?
Was he afraid of getting his hands dirty?
Did he think it beneath him to deal the final blow?
“…”
Danzō’s throat had long since been torn raw from screaming—his mouth twisted, desperate to speak, but unable to utter a single word. He stared daggers at the Uchiha girl slowly closing in.
He could see the tension in her eyes—but beneath that nervousness, there was a clear glint of resolve.
In the past, someone like this—an Uchiha girl—would’ve been nothing. He could’ve killed her with one hand.
But now, beneath his fury, all that remained was fear.
Because his body was strapped tightly to the slab—meant to keep him still and prevent further injury. But now, that “protection” had become his prison.
Where was Mitokado Homura?!
Wasn’t he supposed to be outside? What about the Anbu? Wasn’t this the Anbu base?! Why weren’t they stepping in? They took his Sharingan, stole his Root division—were they now just tossing him aside like trash?
“Hah…”
“Hah!!”
Danzō's remaining eye bulged as he thrashed violently on the iron slab. The only sounds that escaped his throat were hoarse, guttural growls. The gnawing unease, the scorching pain of his soul—together they made every muscle in his face twitch uncontrollably.
“Keizumi-senpai is out there, holding off the entire Anbu on his own. He must be under enormous pressure… but with my weak power, I can’t share any of that burden.”
“He once told me… Absolute Justice grants its blessings when evil is destroyed. That blessing becomes strength—strength that makes justice even greater. There’s no need to reject it.”
Izumi's eyes, resolute and unwavering, fell on Shimura Danzō.
She knew the crimes this man had committed. And even though he now looked like a frail old man, she couldn’t summon a single ounce of pity for him.
“Shimura Danzō… when you committed all those atrocities, did you ever once consider how your innocent victims felt?”
“Now you get to feel it for yourself—the very same fear and pain they experienced under your persecution.”
“Justice that fails to appear is hardly justice at all.”
“But… someone still has to make up for the justice that was missing.”
Danzō’s single eye glared with a murderous intensity at the Uchiha girl muttering to herself like some deranged fanatic.
Damn it! Damn it! DAMN IT!!!
His mind screamed in growing despair. If he were an Uchiha right now, the sheer force of his emotional turmoil would have been enough to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan on the spot.
[——SHUNK!!!]
The next moment.
A flash of steel consumed his entire vision. His sight skewed. The Uchiha brat in front of him vanished—and the world began to spin wildly. His final view froze on the leg of the iron bed.
The girl had instinctively mimicked Keizumi’s execution style. With a single, swift motion, her blade severed Danzō’s head.
As she watched the head thud and roll from the iron slab to the floor, Izumi’s expression remained determined—but a strange flush of red crept across her face.
She could feel the gift of Absolute Justice surging through her again—this time far stronger than before. The sudden explosion of chakra in her body left her stunned.
What kind of power was this, that killing an evil man could produce such a divine reward?
It had to be a result of Keizumi-senpai’s Mangekyō Sharingan ability!
