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For a few monts, he just stared down at the page in his hands. He wasn’t quite sure how to feel about learning he was the Great Grandson of Tobirama Senju.
’Huh...you know, now that I think about. You being descended from Tobirama Senju makes an awful lot of sense,’ Isobu humd, ’Racism runs in the blood I see.’
Was it racism? Wasn’t it more xenophobic? Most of the Stone Swine were...white? Asian? What even was he actually? Was he white, or was he Asian? He sure didn’t look Asian. His penis size could attest to that.
And it wasn’t like the Cloud Monkeys were all black either. In fact, the vast majority of Cloud Monkeys were white as well if he rembered correctly.
Hmm, no actually, racism sounded right.
White, Black, Asian, whatever. None of that mattered, skin tone was so superficial, and hardly a good indicator, there were dark-skinned mbers of Konoha after all.
Because he, and his people, were clearly of the Konohan....Konohian? They were superior descendants of Konoha. And those inferior mongrel Cloud Monkeys and Stone Swine could never share a race with him and his people.
’Enough about my families racist past,’ Daiki rolled his eyes, ’I’d rather focus on my racist future.’
’The Nidai would be so proud.’ Isobu snorted.
Still, while this was very interesting to know.
It made him wonder, just what the hell was his status screen in the end? Assuming it was a bloodline like Isobu theorized it was, just where did it co from?
Did his fathers side of the family have this sa status screen as him? There was no answers to be found however.
He’d have to use Edo Tensei and bring back a mber of his fathers side of the family and get the information straight from them, if he wanted answers.
...Unless.
His eyes drifted to his palms clutching the sheet of paper between them, where the Dinsion Force Seal lay.
If he wanted answers, there was always Izanagi.
Perhaps a bit of a waste of a precious Sharingan, but, he couldn’t deny the appeal of using it to gain the knowledge he wanted. Especially since, he knew Obito had hundreds of Sharingan stored away that he harvested from his clan after butchering them alongside Itachi.
Once he dealt with Obito, he’d have more Sharingan than he knew what to do with.
Granted, Shin’s were Mangekyou Sharingan. But at the sa ti, he had Shin’s corpse, or what was left of it and could regenerate his Sharingan as well when he had more chakra to spare, just like he had with Shisui’s.
’That reminds , I need to check out Fugaku’s corpse while I’m at it.’ he mused.
Again, once he had another surplus of chakra to use up. He would regenerate Fugaku’s Mangekyou and add it to his own with the Bloodline Usurpation Seal.
In ti, he would also claim Obito and Madara’s eyes and fuse them with his own, and obtain all their Mangekyou abilities.
He’d have his own Rinnegan by then mind you he was sure. He wondered what would happen when he fused two different sets of the Rinnegan?
"Daiki-kun?" Hiruzen prompted.
He dismissed those thoughts for now, sealing the dical page away for the mont, and stood up, "Right then," he clapped his hands together, "Interesting as that was to learn, we’ve got business to attend to, don’t we?" he said, walking around the desk and making his way towards the door, prompting the two older n to stand and follow behind him.
"You have nothing to say about the fact Nidai-sama is your great grandfather?" Danzo asked.
Daiki smirked, "No, interesting as it is to know, it changes nothing in the grand sche of things." he said, opening the door and making his way out into the hallway.
He made his way over towards the video transmission room, making his way inside. The personnel there, quickly stood at attention before bowing to him, "Hokage-sama!"
He waved them off, making his way over to the main desk, with a dreadfully uncomfortable looking arm chair and sat in it, kipping his feet up casually on the desk, looking straight at the man transmission screen, "Alright, let’s get this over with, I’m a busy man," Daiki said, at the sa ti Hiruzen and Danzo made their way to stand behind him, "Let’s see what that monkey wants and if he has seen so sense and is just calling to agree to my generous stipulations."
He’d be a moron not to.
Exactly what Daiki was banking on actually.
Monts later, the screen lit up was the connection was established by his orders, and he found himself looking at the large, flaring nostrils of the Raikage.
"Hokage....!" A snarled through grinding teeth, glaring at him as soon as the connection was established and they saw each other face to face - technically - for the first ti, "You’ve got so gall...to make wait like this!"
Daiki yawned, making A grind his teeth, the sound carrying audibly over the video transmission. He idly eyed behind A, taking in the fact, that much like himself, he was flanked by his loyal subordinates.
There was that ever so drab Darui lingering behind A’s shoulder, while the much more interesting and gorgeous Mabui was on the other side, her lovely silver hair drawing his gaze for a mont.
"Sorry, give a second, my Kumoian is a bit rusty," Daiki replied, and the Raikage blinked, looking ever so confused. Daiki coughed into his fist, before holding his hand out, and with a thought and a flare of chakra, summoned a banana from his dinsion force seal, "Ooh ooh eeh aah ooh ooh?" he said to the Raikage, one hand coming up and curling like a monkey paw scratching at the top of his head, while he sniffed the banana.
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