"The Limitless Curse Technique… has been cracked!?"
Shimura Danzo stared at his right arm — split open, blood gushing like a fountain and the sharp, stabbing pain made his entire face twist in horror.
But compared to losing a single limb, the truly terrifying part was something else entirely:
His technique had been cracked.
By Angel Leng.
While she was half-disabled, unable to link to the Sacred Knowledge Treasury of her world, this woman still possessed computing power so outrageous she analyzed an otherworldly ability in mere moments.
It was cheating.
Absolute, unreasonable cheating.
Before Danzo could steady his breathing, a soft, mocking female voice floated from behind him.
"Hah… so the Curse Technique finally broke? Without that turtle shell, you're completely exposed now, Mr. Danzo."
Under Danzo's horrified stare, a colossal dragon — several thousand meters long — descended from the heavens, then rapidly shrank and morphed into human form.
"This is…"
Danzo's pupils shrank sharply.
Long black hair. Ruby-like eyes. White headband. A face he recognized from the Transmigrator's memories.
"Kasumigaoka Utaha… from Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend?" he blurted out before realizing.
Utaha tilted her head, lips curling in a sinister smile.
"Oh? Not only do you know Angel Leng, you know me too? Looks like the Transmigrator you devoured watched a lot of anime. Lucky you—but unfortunately for you, you met us."
"…"
Danzo stayed silent, but his mind was chaos.
His secret — the fact he had swallowed a Transmigrator — was exposed instantly.
Something he believed no one could possibly know.
But even more shocking was Utaha herself.
A supposedly normal high school girl from a peaceful everyday world… suddenly wielding a Zoan-type Mythical Beast fruit that clearly belonged to the One Piece world.
If she wasn't soul-pierced…
If she didn't have transformation abilities…
Then she must also possess a System, or be a Reincarnator from the Transmigrator's memories.
This thought made Danzo's expression subtly shift.
His gloomy face loosened, replaced by an unnatural, gentle smile.
"Haha… we may not have to be enemies, you know?"
"Oh?"
Angel Leng narrowed her eyes playfully.
"We ruined your Hokage succession ceremony, cut off your right arm, and you say we're not enemies? Is it because your little infinity Curse Technique broke? Planning to beg for mercy?"
"…Not mercy," Danzo said calmly. "I am also someone blessed with the Transmigrator's power. You could even say I'm the 'chosen one.'" His voice softened.
"You people can travel across worlds, right? Let me join you. I have strength… and a system. I can keep getting stronger."
"No. Forget it."
Utaha rejected him instantly.
"Hah?! Why not?"
Danzo's eyes widened. "People who can cross worlds need powerful allies. Isn't someone like me perfect? We could form an alliance—take over the Naruto world, then conquer others—"
"Never."
Utaha cut him off again, face filled with pure disgust.
"You're ugly. I don't want to be friends with someone like you."
"…Ugly? Because of something that insignificant?"
Danzo was stunned.
Then an uncontrollable rage ignited inside him.
Rejected… because he was ugly?
If Utaha told him he was weak or incompetent, he would've understood.
But this?
In his mind, strength superseded everything — morality, personality, appearance.
If you were strong, nothing else mattered.
Unfortunately, Utaha's worldview was shaped by Jaeger — a villain so powerful and so deviant that even the most arrogant Celestial Dragons paled in comparison.
Under his influence, Utaha had become someone who valued appearance simply because strength no longer impressed her.
So for her, appearance mattered most.
And Danzo's face… made her stomach turn.
"Hurry up and die already, you disgusting scum."
With cold finality, Utaha's red eyes spiraled—
Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Wha—!? Mangekyō!? And that pattern—damn it! Kamui!? AGAIN!?"
Not only did this girl have a Mythical Zoan…
She also possessed a Mangekyō Sharingan with spatial distortion.
Danzo's face turned even uglier.
"Kamui—!"
Utaha spoke softly, and space distorted violently around Danzo.
It was a full-area distortion. Even Infinity couldn't isolate it.
But Danzo was not without a counter.
He had defeated Kakashi Hatake, who also possessed dual Mangekyō.
"Cursed Technique Expansions: Blue
Cursed Technique Reversal: Red
Hollow Technique: Hollow Purple!"
Even with his right arm severed, Danzo still gathered energy capable of tearing space apart.
Positive infinite expansion and negative infinite collapse surged outward — attempting to crush Utaha the same way he crushed Kakashi.
But—
BOOM!
A sonic boom shrieked behind him.
He'd forgotten something crucial.
Angel Leng — who had already cracked Infinity — stood right behind him, practically licking her lips with anticipation.
"Click."
Her flaming sword swung.
Danzo's left arm was severed cleanly.
Blood erupted like a geyser.
"Guh—!"
He staggered, Curse Technique energy spiraling into chaos. His merged Kyoshiki was forcibly interrupted.
But Utaha's Kamui didn't stop.
"AAAAHHHHHH!!"
Space twisted, crushing Danzo's abdomen into minced flesh. Bones and organs vaporized under the distortion.
Boom.
Danzo collapsed face-first in a pool of blood, both arms gone, stomach hollowed out. Only a faint breath remained.
Angel Leng lowered her blade, surprised.
"Is that all? That was… easier than expected."
Utaha nodded. "Both arms broken, his Curse Technique disrupted, internal organs shredded by Kamui… I can't imagine how he could still fight."
She kicked Danzo's head once — no reaction — then opened the chat group.
[Chat Group]
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Mr. World Noble, Danzo is basically finished. If he bleeds out later, won't you lose a Noble Phantasm for nothing?"
Jaeger: "Relax. Danzo won't die. I'm watching."
Scathach: "Tsk. His abilities are interesting… Blue, Red, Infinity… if any of these sublimated into a Noble Phantasm, it'd be strong."
Luo Hao: "Just like a God Slayer absorbing a disobedient god. What he yields depends on luck. His legend, his ninja abilities… anything might take form."
Esdeath: "If that's the case, poor guy. Hard for someone who lived in darkness all his life to produce any 'legendary' Noble Phantasm."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Hold on! Did you two really finish him? He devoured a Transmigrator using Gojo Satoru's abilities. He should heal fatal wounds. It makes no sense that Danzo can't recover, right?"
Yamamoto Mei: "Yo! Rare moment you actually used your brain."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Hey! I'm the most beautiful girl in the ninja world, the future leader of the Uchiha clan, the woman destined to succeed the Fourth Hokage! Of course I notice details! You muscle-brained Shinigami would've missed it entirely if I didn't say anything!"
Yamamoto Mei: "Haha."
Uchiha Miyuki: "You totally didn't notice!! Otherwise you would've warned His Highness Jaeger!"
Yamamoto Mei: "And why would I need to remind Mr. Jaeger about something so minor? Do you think his future vision is lacking? Or that Danzo Shimura could possibly beat him?"
Uchiha Miyuki: "Uh…"
Scathach: "Mei's right. Battles aren't pure numbers, and sometimes the weak defeat the strong… but Danzo versus Jaeger? I don't see the slightest chance."
Uchiha Miyuki: "…Fine."
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Still, thanks for the reminder. Angels aren't affected by Danzo's domain much, but if it were me, I'd be paralyzed for a moment."
After her comment in the chat, Kasumigaoka Utaha shifted back into her Mythical Zoan form — a massive pink dragon — and soared into the air.
Then she swooped down and landed on the bony back of Leviathan, the undead dragon, under the wide-eyed stares of Pakura and everyone else who wasn't part of the chat group.
Angel Leng, however, did not leave.
If anything, she looked… excited.
Like a raid boss waiting for Phase 2.
Pakura swallowed nervously.
"Is… is that really the end?" she whispered, staring at what remained of Konoha.
Just moments ago, Shimura Danzo — a monster more terrifying than a tailed beast — had almost erased the entire village. Tens of thousands dead. A crater of despair.
And yet—
"He was defeated so easily?" Pakura murmured.
"Hmm? Oh — of course not."
Utaha would've answered "yes" every other day of the week.
But now that she knew Danzo had Gojo-level regeneration?
Nope.
She crossed her legs atop Leviathan like a queen on a throne, lips forming a wicked grin.
"Nope. Danzo's not dead. Not even close. I'll leave the final cleanup to Mr. World Noble… After all, dirty, sneaky villains like that should be handled by even dirtier men."
Pakura's spirit left her body for a moment.
"W-wait— is that praise or an insult…!?"
Jaeger's lazy voice echoed from the chat:
Jaeger: "Utaha are you praising me or insulting me? Seriously, pick one."
Pakura hadn't even processed that when—
A sudden RIP echoed across the sky.
A black tear opened in midair.
Just raw disrespect for physics.
Pakura flinched as Jaeger stepped out of the rift like he was late to a meeting.
The world collectively held its breath.
"H-he just… tore space open… with his hands…?"
Pakura felt every drop of moisture leave her throat.
"That isn't ninjutsu… ninjutsu requires structure, formula… h-he just grabbed reality and snapped it like a twig…"
Utaha tilted her head, eyes sparkling with evil Senpai energy.
"Well~ he is a man raised on pure arrogance and cosmic authority, tearing space is basically a party trick."
She slowly leaned toward Pakura's ear—
"You experienced that roughness yourself last night, didn't you~?"
Pakura turned so red she could power Sunagakure for a month.
"W-WHAT!? H-How does a girl younger than me talk like this!?"
Utaha giggled like she just unlocked a new passive skill: Embarrassment Infliction Lv. 10.
Below them, Konoha lay in ruins — collapsed buildings, shattered streets, bodies beneath rubble. Tens of thousands dead or dying during Aohaku.
Yet survivors peeked out from the rubble, desperate to witness the final moment—
The end of the nightmare.
Jaeger approached Danzo's twitching corpse and nudged his head with his boot.
"Not awake yet?"
He smirked.
"Come on, I know you're pretending. Get up. I'm a generous man — I'll give you one last comeback opportunity. Limited-time offer."
Danzo's eyes snapped open.
"You… You actually know the reverse curse technique?"
Flesh bubbled, bones reconstructed, organs regrew.
Within seconds, Danzo stood fully restored.
Pakura nearly fainted.
"That regeneration speed… t-that's beyond even a tailed beast…"
Danzo flexed his new fingers, staring at Jaeger with growing dread.
"You… are you the final boss…?"
Jaeger said nothing.
To Danzo, that silence was worse than any answer.
The Transmigrator's memories said nothing about this man.
Was he a Transmigrator?
Or something even scarier?
Rage burned in Danzo's chest.
He swallowed the Transmigrator.
He was supposed to be the protagonist.
He was supposed to become Hokage.
So why were gods showing up like filler villains?
Uchiha Miyuki. Luo Hao. Angel Leng.
Kasumigaoka freaking Utaha.
And now Jaeger.
Danzo stepped forward, humility activated.
"Is there truly no way for us to talk? I can be your ally. I have a System. I can keep growing stronger. I can—"
"No."
Jaeger cut him off instantly.
"You devoured the Transmigrator's memories. So you should already know the truth."
He leaned forward.
"In anime worlds, ugly men don't get redemption arcs."
Danzo.exe stopped responding.
Then rebooted with rage.
"So you're blaming me… for not being born a beautiful woman like Uchiha Miyuki!?"
"That's right," Jaeger said cheerfully. "Blame your parents."
Danzo roared in fury.
"I'll make you regret this! Angel Leng may resist my domain— but you think YOU can!? Domain— EXPANSION—!!"
He thrust his fingers before his face.
"Domain Expansion: THE INFINITE VOID!!!"
A massive explosion of cursed energy erupted.
Layers upon layers of invalid information surged toward Jaeger and Angel Leng — an ocean of data that could crush a mind.
One year could paralyze a jonin.
Decades could stagger an immortal.
So Danzo, losing his shit entirely—
Force-fed them centuries.
"Ghh— Damn it… my cursed energy…!!"
His whole body trembled. Sweat streamed like rain.
Finally, he released the domain and collapsed.
"Hah… hah… that should be enough…!"
He raised his head triumphantly...
And froze.
Jaeger stood there.
Untouched.
Borderline bored.
"W-Wha… WHAT!? I-Impossible…!!"
Jaeger chuckled softly.
"What's impossible? What's a few hundred years of junk data? If you knew how many hundreds of billions of years of planetary information and energy are stored in my body, you'd die again."
Angel Leng had collapsed, panting in the infinite void — but Jaeger?
He was just smiling calmly like nothing happened.
Raising his hand.
"Now then… goodbye."
He snapped his fingers.
"The sky is dead."
A divine decree.
A cosmic middle finger.
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