Naruto: Konoha’s Kanpu

Time passed, and autumn gave way to winter.

At Konoha’s gate, Izumo and Kotetsu leaned against both side of the gate, hands in their pockets, slightly lowering their heads as if dozing off.

In the morning mist, light snowflakes descended from the sky.

“It’s snowing.” Kotetsu suddenly opened his eyes, looking up. In the tranquil scenery, the first snow fluttered down like cotton.

“Another year is about to pass.” Izumo yawned, softly speaking as if not wanting to disturb the serene scene.

“Izumo, what is that?” Kotetsu suddenly pointed to the distance in the sky.

Izumo squinted his eyes and, in the white mist, vaguely saw small birds the size of palms.

“Birds?”

‘In the middle of winter, where did so many small birds come from?’

As the birds flew closer, the two finally saw clearly what kind of birds those were. It was paper cranes!

Rustle, rustle, rustle…

The paper cranes in the sky transformed into a figure with folded wings and a cold demeanor. face was blurred, and in the morning mist, it was both concealed and discernable: “Get Gekko Kanpū to come out and see me.”

“Who are you? What business do you have with Kanpū?” Izumo asked vigilantly.

“Settling debts.” Konan replied emotionlessly.

‘Settling debts?’

Izumo and Kotetsu exchanged glances: ‘Is it a debt of love?’

The two then snickered pervertedly.

“I'll go inform Kanpū.” Kotetsu turned around with a smile, swiftly disappearing into the morning mist.

Suddenly, at the spacious Konoha’s gate, only Izumo and Konan are left.

“What’s your name? Which Shinobi Village are you from?”

Izumo asked while putting away the kunai. He seemed relaxed, but underneath the green flak jacket, his muscles were tense. If Konan were to suddenly attack, he can immediately… shout for help!

Konan looked down at Izumo from a higher position, and did not answer.

“How did you meet Kanpū? Kanpū is my friend from the same class.” Izumo continued speaking.

But Konan still did not answer.

‘She looks very cold…’ Izumo knew that asking further would be fruitless, so he chose to shut his mouth, quietly waiting.

……

Gekko Mansion.

In the kitchen, Keiko had gotten up early to make seaweed onigiri and miso soup. She was very busy.

Not long after, a series of knocks came from the iron gate.

‘Is it that grandson?’

Keiko was momentarily stunned, then shook her head, ‘Today isn't Sunday, and even if it were that grandson, he wouldn't be up this early.’

She put down what she was doing and went out to open the door, only to see a non-mainstream Shinobi with an explosive head, a mustache, and a bandage tied to the bridge of her nose standing outside the gate.

“Who are you?” Keiko asked.

“I am Kotetsu, Kanpū’s classmate.” Kotetsu introduced himself, “I have an urgent matter with him.”

“Come in.”

Keiko led him to Kanpū’s bedroom, then she knocked on the door, waking Kanpū from his seal.

“Who…”

Kanpū said dazedly as he opened the door. In order to be able to collect Toneri’s ancestors immediately, Kanpū stays up until the early hours of the morning every night. It was a hardship that could not be put into words.

“Kanpū, it’s me. There's a strange woman coming from outside the village looking for you, saying she's here to settle a debt.” Kotetsu asked mysteriously, “Who is that woman? You have a lover outside the village?”

“I don't know, I don't recognize her, don't talk nonsense.” Kanpū closed his eyes to deny it, then suddenly remembered something, and asked, “Woman? Any distinctive features?”

“In terms of distinctive features, when she came, the sky was filled with paper cranes.” Kotetsu said.

Kanpū’s eyes snapped open, and he was overjoyed: ‘It’s Konan!’

‘After more than a year, that Konan finally remembered that she still owes me 100 billion Explosive Tags!’

“Kan…” Just as Kotetsu opened his mouth, Kanpū had already disappeared from before him.

“He left so fast, and he says she’s not his lover.” Kotetsu hurriedly turned around and ran towards the village’s gate.

……

In the early years, Kanpū had engraved the Flying Thunder God Technique’s imprints in some hidden locations around the village. Therefore, in less than a minute, he has already arrived at the village’s gate.

By now, most of the morning mist has dissipated, and the sky was covered in white snow, but there was no sign of Konan.

“Where is she?” Kanpū looked around, but could only see Izumo.

“She's in that forest over there.” Izumo pointed to the dense forest on the left outside the village, “Kanpū, nothing bad will happen, right?”

“It’s okay, don't worry.”

After saying that, Kanpū turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

Entering the dense forest, Kanpū immediately spotted a paper crane flying in mid-air.

The paper crane flapped its wings, and upon seeing Kanpū, it immediately flew away. Kanpū followed closely, and half an hour later, he arrived at a large lake.

This lake was created by Konan with nearly a million Explosive Tags last year, and it was filled with rainwater, turning into this lake.

At this time, Konan, wearing the black windbreaker with red cloud pattern, was standing by the lake with a cold expression.

“I’m here.” Kanpū flickered to appear in front of Konan, his eyes instantly locking onto her impressive… ‘Bah, I’m a serious Shinobi!’

“Konan, are you here because the 100 billion Explosive Tags are ready?” Kanpū asked seriously, his eyes were scanning Konan, as if trying to find those 100 billion Explosive Tags.

“This time, I only prepared 20 billion Explosive Tags.”

Konan ignored Kanpū’s gaze, and after forming hand seals, the water on the lake suddenly spread to both sides, revealing numerous wooden boxes!

The boxes were densely packed, forming a massive square formation of 100 meters by 100 meters, seemingly with more than two layers, covering more than half of the lake, which is very visually impactful.

Kanpū’s eyes up, and he immediately activated his Extraordinary Strength talent and went down to the lake to grab a wooden box.

The wooden box is about one meter square and it is tightly sealed. Kanpū pried it open and found that there was waterproof greased paper on the inner wall of the wooden box, and within the oil paper were the Explosive Tags!

Kanpū subconsciously pulled out a stack of Explosive Tags and counted them.

‘It’s just like counting banknotes!’

“Do you want to count them all?” Konan asked indifferently.

Kanpū’s action turned stiff: “No need, I can trust you.”

‘This is damned 20 billion Explosive Tags. Even if there is a money counting machine, I’m afraid it’ll need ten days and ten nights to finish counting them all. I couldn’t bear such loneliness.’

“Konan, how did you manage to bring so many Explosive Tags here?” Kanpū wisely changed the subject.

“It's none of your concern.” Konan replied expressionlessly, and then her figure turned into countless paper pieces, flying into the air. In a blink of an eye, she disappeared into the vast expanse of white snow, leaving no trace.

‘Rich women sure have their own personalities.’

Kanpū looked down at the gradually closing lake surface and decisively created thirty shadow clones, instructing them: “You guys, transport these wooden boxes to ‘home’.”

Because he was worried that Konan hadn't left, Kanpū spoke very crypticly, but Kanpū believes that his shadow clones can understand what he meant.

‘However…’

“Hey, hey, do we have to carry so many boxes?”

“When will we finish moving them?”

“It’s too much!”

If it is 20 billion in cash, then 200 of the same wooden box in Kanpū’s hand would be enough to hold them. However, the 20 billion Explosive Tags did not equate to 20 billion in cash.

Since each cash note was 100, and one sheet of Explosive Tag is only one, so there are more than 20,000 wooden boxes in this lake!

Kanpū was good at math, so he said with a smile: “Don't be discouraged by the difficulties in front of you. There’s only 20,000 boxes. If we distribute them evenly, each of you will only be responsible for 666. If you take four at a time, that's just 166 round trips. Each trip takes about 30 seconds, so there’s two trips in one minute. 166 trips mean a little over 80 minutes. If everyone worked well, you can finish moving them in one hour!”

“20,000 boxes… Only?”

“Just a little over 80 minutes?”

“It must be easy to say it, right?”

The group of shadow clones stared at Kanpū emotionlessly.

Kanpū felt somewhat guilty: ‘These bastards won’t go on strike and leave me alone, right?’

‘How long will it take for one person to carry all this?’

Kanpū was a little panicked. He cleared his throat, and said firmly: “As the main body, I naturally share blessings and face difficulties together. Let's move it together!”

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