The Adventurous Gamer Ninja - Daichi Hekima [Vol. 02]

Chapter 360 - The Minister's True Plans: 03/03

The minister tried to pull away, but the invisible chakra strings held him in place. "Get your hands off me!" Kuroda spat, fear creeping into his voice.

The disguised Daichi's gaze was cold. "It's time to see what secrets you're hiding." A moment later he activated the Mind Reading Jutsu on the tied up man.

The world around him blurred and dissolved as he delved into the minister's consciousness. Moments later, he found himself standing in front of an elegant, well-maintained mansion.

'So this is his mental landscape.' Daichi observed. 'It's much more structured than Tomomi's. This must be his childhood home.'

He slowly walked but suddenly a barrier appeared around the house. It shimmered in a purple color as Daichi reached out to touch it. He quickly analyzed the defense and understood its mechanics.

'A little bit stronger than the standard mental barrier. But not something Orochimaru placed. Makes sense. If I was the minister I wouldn't trust that snake to tamper with my mind either... It really was a good thing I raided Danzo's base. With the Yamanaka jutsu, breaking through these will be easy.'

Daichi got to work identifying the weakness of the barrier. He quickly broke through without triggering any redundancies set in place.

'Time to see what you have guarded in your head.'

He walked in and observed every inch of the place. The mansion exuded wealth and sophistication. High ceilings adorned with crystal chandeliers, marble floors polished to a sheen and walls lined with exquisite artwork. Daichi moved through the grand foyer, taking in the opulence.

He noticed numerous shelves neatly filled with scrolls and books. Each one was meticulously labeled and organized. 'A disciplined mind. It's impressive that his memories are so organized. Well, for a civilian anyway.'

However, as Daichi looked around more closely he saw that scattered among the pristine shelves were also tables piled with disheveled stacks of papers and dusty tomes.

'Those must be his old, unwanted memories.' Daichi deduced. 'Ones he'd rather forget.'

He approached one of the cluttered tables, picking up a worn book. Flipping it open, he skimmed the pages but found nothing of immediate relevance. Placing it back, he turned his attention to the neatly arranged shelves.

'I need to find memories from the last few months.'

He ran his fingers along the spines of the scrolls until one caught his eye. A scroll emanating a faint glow. Pulling it from the shelf, he unrolled it carefully. As he read, the environment around him shifted.

—-

Daichi stood in a lavish office adorned with dark wood and rich fabrics. The scent of expensive incense lingered in the air. It was January, three months prior.

Kuroda paced back and forth and his face was contorted with anger. "Years of planning, all undone by that meddling fool Ishida!" he fumed. 'How could I lose the bidding war for the northern lands to him?'

"Damn it!" He slammed his fist onto a heavy mahogany desk, causing a jade paperweight to topple over. 'Those lands were crucial for expansion! This loss will set me back years.'

Daichi stood nearby and watched silently, noting the minister's frustration. He looked around the room and noticed nothing out of the ordinary until he caught a small movement in the corner. 'He's here.'

Suddenly, a low, mocking laughter echoed from the shadows of the room.

Kuroda snapped his head up. "Who's there?" he demanded, his eyes scanning the dim corners.