Treating wounds, organizing gear, recovering stamina and chakra—Everyone quickly readjusted their condition. Even Yoru sat cross-legged on the ground for a short rest.
Although he didn't kill many people during this operation, the 5,000 points he earned from defeating Uchiha Shisui made the trip quite worthwhile.
"Open exchange panel."
At his mental command, a special interface appeared before Yoru.
[Hōgyoku]
Item Rank: SSS
Item Description: A crystal embodying one's deepest desires and manifesting them into reality. Though small in appearance, it holds the potential for limitless evolution.
Cost: 5,000,000 points
[Asauchi]
Item Rank: S
Item Description: A blank Zanpakutō. Razor-sharp and capable of partial self-repair. Can achieve Shikai and Bankai through the infusion of soul essence.
Cost: 100,000 points
[Zanpakutō: Ichimonji]
Item Rank: SSS
Item Description: …
…
Yoru's gaze swept rapidly across the list. He currently had 8,300 points—an absolute pittance compared to the hundreds of thousands or even millions required for most items.
If it were just a matter of racking up kills to earn enough for the Hōgyoku, he'd need to take out five thousand jōnin!And seriously—are there even five thousand jōnin in the entire Shinobi World?!
Quickly shifting focus, Yoru landed on a more attainable item.
[Mystery Box]
Item Rank: ?
Item Description: Opens to reveal a random special item.
Cost: 1,000 points
"System, give me eight of those Mystery Boxes!"
[Confirm purchase of 'Mystery Box ×8' for 8,000 points?]
"Confirm!"
Without hesitation, Yoru made the purchase.
Everything else was too damn expensive. For someone as broke as him, Mystery Boxes were the only viable option to stay afloat.
What, you think the boxes are worthless?Don't be ridiculous! Where do you think Yoru got all those high-level Hadō and Bakudō spells from?
As the saying goes—bet big, win big!I, Hozuki Yoru, am blessed with the legendary Gambler's Constitution!
[Open all 8 Mystery Boxes?]
"Single pulls are bait. Only multi-pulls guarantee results. Eight in one go… let's roll!"
At his command, the boxes burst into radiant light. In the next instant, eight beams of light shot out.
[Congratulations! You have received:'Shunpo Training Card ×3''Bakudō No. 21: Sekienton''Spiritual Energy Training Card ×1''Swordsmanship Training Card ×3']
Eight items quietly floated before him.
Yoru, who had moments ago been all fired up, instantly slumped.
"Damn it… gacha always screws you over!"
Eight items. Seven were training cards. One was a low-level Bakudō.
Worst of all—he already knew that Bakudō spell!
This was a net loss of epic proportions!
After using up all seven training cards, the now penniless Yoru closed the system interface and stared blankly at his subordinates.
All those nearly 7,000 points… gone. And who knows when another cash cow like Uchiha Shisui will show up again…
Wait—Shisui!
"Yumi, come here."
He called softly, and the red-haired beauty who had been tending to Rain Yoruichi's injuries instantly appeared before him, eyes slightly nervous.
"What's wrong, Lord Yoru? Are you hurt somewhere? Let me kiss it bet—"
"Quit it. I'm not hurt!"
With an exasperated expression, Yoru stopped the woman, who had already started baring her shoulder and pulling at his clothes, trying to guide his head to her neck.
He took out a sealing scroll from his robes and muttered an incantation.
"Bakudō No. 73: Tozanshō!"
In an instant—
A downward-facing tetrahedral crystal barrier materialized out of thin air, completely encasing Yoru and Yumi.
Yumi's eyes widened in shock at the sealed crystalline walls. She gasped instinctively:"Crystal Release?!"
And then—her pretty face flushed a rosy pink. She looked at Yoru with fluttering eyes, and even started to emit a strange mist from her head. Her pupils morphed into heart shapes.
"Even if we're out in the field… Lord Yoru, have you finally decided to take me…?"
"Could you please calm down?!"
Yoru slapped the girl, who was already imagining things not suitable for underage readers. He then opened the sealing scroll.
A transparent container emerged in his hand.
"…Is that—"
Though her face was still red, Yumi swiftly regained composure. The moment she saw the blood-red eye in the container, her eyes widened in shock.
"A Sharingan?!"
"Yep."
Yoru nodded slightly. "If I transplant it—would there be any complications?"
"No, not really," Yumi answered after a moment of thought. "The eye's rejection risk is minimal. I could handle the transplant myself without issue."
"But because of the Sharingan's unique traits, and since you lack Uchiha blood, Lord Yoru, you won't be able to freely activate or deactivate it. It'll remain in its three-tomoe state permanently."
"In that state, chakra and stamina consumption will be extremely high."
So it's just as expected.
Yoru toyed with the container, deep in thought.
He wasn't surprised by Yumi's answer. After all, the original series already showed what happens—just look at Hatake Kakashi.
The man was a chakra sponge.
Kakashi Hatake—the White Fang's son, inheritor of the Hatake sword style.
Graduated at five, Chūnin at six, Jōnin at twelve. He created Chidori—a top-tier jutsu combining both shape and nature transformation. A certified genius.No one else in Konoha's history had matched such a résumé.
But after receiving the Sharingan, while he earned titles like "Copy Ninja" and "Sharingan Kakashi," and mastered over a thousand jutsu—The constant chakra drain from the eye left him in perpetual exhaustion.
Most of the time, he had to keep it covered, essentially becoming a one-eyed ninja.
From Konoha's top prodigy… to its top underperformer.
Even so, Yoru still drooled over the eye in his hand.
After all, this was the eye of dominion, the one that could turn anyone seen by its user into their puppet.
The eye of ultimate Genjutsu—Kotoamatsukami.
Yoru's current power system was formidable. The Shinigami framework was indeed overwhelming in this world.But it had a fatal flaw—Genjutsu.
The Naruto world has a well-developed Genjutsu system. In Bleach, illusions are rare. The most famous is probably Aizen's Kyōka Suigetsu.
However, Kyōka Suigetsu is not a traditional illusion—it's a special ability.Bleach's power system has virtually no native Genjutsu resistance or counters.
That's why Yoru's operated low-key all these years—he had no effective way to deal with Genjutsu.
Chakra fluctuations could disrupt low-level illusions, but against something like Tsukuyomi?Worthless.
He needed a countermeasure.
And the three-tomoe Sharingan in his hand could help.
"…Yumi. Transplant it for me."
After a moment's thought, Yoru made the call.
The Shinobi World War wasn't over yet.And now that Kirigakure had taken action, Yoru would definitely encounter more enemies.
Even if there weren't many Genjutsu masters active at this point in time, he could not accept having such a glaring weakness.
"…Understood, Lord Yoru."
Yumi nodded, accepting the nutrient container. She pulled out another sealing scroll and began retrieving surgical instruments.
Tozanshō was a sealed, sterile environment—perfect for surgery.
Yumi picked up the scalpel and began removing Yoru's right eye, replacing it with the Sharingan.She started connecting the optic nerves and blood vessels.
Yoru remained silent and unmoving, as if he didn't feel pain.
Biting her lip, Yumi extended a slender, pale arm in front of Yoru's face.
"Hmm?"
"Lord Yoru, while this level of pain may be nothing to you… biting down will help you synchronize faster with the eye."
Yumi whispered.
Yoru gave her a side glance with his left eye. He wanted to decline, but she pushed her arm even closer, until it nearly touched his lips.
With no choice, he opened his mouth and bit down on her soft arm.
"Ahhn~!"
"Don't make weird noises like that!!"
Yoru's face twitched as he stared at the now-melting Yumi. "And my optic nerve's not even fully connected yet!"
"S-sorry… Lord Yoru…"
Her voice had turned silky. Even her ears and neck had gone pink, and her eyes were now completely heart-shaped—displaying her "special condition."
"P-please relax, Lord Yoru… Yumi will finish the transplant right away…"