The bright sunshine from the sun was cast down on Konoha Village, Murakami woke up and sighed as he felt the head of Kushina on his chest, ever since she slept in his room she had been sleeping here.
If he tried to kick her out, she would go and cry to Mito and Tsunade, so with no choice she was now sleeping in his room, Murakami looked at the droll that was pooling on his chest and reeled.
He suddenly vanished from the bed and appeared in the shower with no clothes on, the water turned on and he washed himself, his hair was no longer, reaching his shoulders, and his body was also sculpted now.
After training with Kushina for 1 year, he started training more efficiently, he separated 100 shadow clones every day and used them to train and master every jutsu he had, he could only do that thanks to his chakra growing in quantity.
While the clones train he is using his free time to train his physical prowess, because even tho he is probably one of the strongest in the world considering he knows every jutsu from e to s rank, he can be killed with a single punch to the head from a jonin, before that it.
Murakami called up his status page to look at his stats, he has not seen them for the past year.
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Name: Senju Murakami
Age: 11
Chakra: high Kage
Body: Low Jonin
Kekkei Genkai: Wood Release
Sage Body: Primary
Jutsu: Steam blade, firestorm...
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"My body is still quite weak compared to a kage, one punch and I am dead..." Murakami muttered, with his speed and all his technique, he could contend, but it would not be enough.
With a sigh, Murakami left the shower and walked out, by now Kushina was awake and she was just lying on the bed pretending to sleep as she watched Murakami get dressed, he had on a black t-shirt, black ninja pants, with ninja sandals.
On top of that, he put on his Senju patriarch Kimono, which was white with blue rings on the sleeves, on the bad there was a Senju clan symbol in blue, Murakami looked at Kushina and sighed, he walked out of the room and Kushina finally stopped peeking.
Murakami began thinking about what happened this year, first Konoha and the other villages started expanding their territories with force, this sparked the tension of war and Murakami knew it would start this year.
This year, Murakami also started taking missions on, with the thunder god and shadow clan he easily completed 50 missions a day, thus breaking the record and completing a record of 400 C-level missions, 200-level missions, and 50-level missions.
He was only able to do that because he was the head of the Senju clan of course, and even tho He is only 11 years old, he still has a major say in what happens in the village, after all, they are not the Uchiha.
If the Hokage tries to do something to him in public, his image would be instantly ruined and with a little push he can even take the Hokage seat, the daimyo is under their control after all, and he becomes a jonin.
Suddenly Murakami stopped as a Shinobi appeared in front of him, he was an anbu under the third Hokage.
"Lord third would like to see you," The anbu said as he got on one knee, Murakami sighed before he vanished from the place, instantly he appeared in the Hokage office scaring Hiruzen who was looking at the anbu in a crystal orb.
"Well well~, isn't that the orb my grandpa Tobirama made?" Murakami raised the corner of his mouth as he looked at the crystal, Hiruzen covered the ball with a red cloth and he put it away.
"Yes, it is quite good at catching spies or anything in the village" Hiruzen replied with a fatherly smile as his warm gaze fell on Murakami, but inside he was smirking as his scheme was about to succeed.
He did not just allow Murakami to get so many merits, with the amount of mission he has done, he could be a contender for the Hokage seat in the future, but he cannot allow that.
"The land of the mountain has been preparing for war, and I would like you to lead 4 hundred ninjas to destroy them" Hiruzen suddenly gained a neutral face as he looked at Murakami.
"Fine, but I can do that by myself" Murakami accepted it with a smirk, inside his mind, he was cursing at Hiruzen, the village his clan built is being disgraced, a mere land of mountains dares to prepare to go to war with Konoha.
"If you are sure" Hiruzen nodded and looked down at his papers which meant he did not have anything else to say, Murakami vanished with a sneer on his face.
"Thunder god huh?, damn it!" Hiruzen gritted his teeth, his eyes were getting bloodshot, and his plans may be ruined already, first, the kid recalled every Senju member and only allowed them to take a mission in the village, and now the kid is this strong.
"What can I do now?" Hiruzen asked nobody, he planned to ambush the kid with his anbu and root in the land of mountains, but this kid now had thunder god, and from the looks of it, every s rank jutsu since he did not give the jutsu to him.
"Tobirama sensei must have every ninjutsu he created and learned stored inside his clan, damn it!" With the Senju clan having every ninjutsu, it was like having a village inside a village, luckily nobody except the kid seems to have learned it.
With a sigh, Hiruzen went back to his work, not knowing that Murakami was already preparing to go to the land of mountains, he walked into the hidden room and put his armor over his clothes.
Instantly a blue armor that looked just like Tobirama was on his body, the difference was the mouth and eyes on the chest along with a deep blue glow on the armor.
"Hmmm, Hiruzen can wait for another day, but I cannot allow the village to be attacked by anyone, since the village is MINE from the beginning" Murakami muttered with a cold expression, his body vanished and it was now in the land of Mountain.
in the year he was training, he sent 50 clones all around the world to set up coordinates, and he can teleport to anywhere now, including the 5 great villages.
Murakami looked at the village in front of him and with a breath he started.
"Let the fight start"
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