Naruto: Did i Just Get Reincarnated as Gojo?

Chapter 167: Kakuzu's Resurrection-Orochimaru's Lab of Horrors-Gojo Benevolence!

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"And you, Uzumaki Reina?" Gojo Kaigetsu asked.

"I—want to be a medical-nin!" Reina declared, her fists clenched, her gaze firm. Unlike her father, she was decisive.

'Excellent.' Gojo Kaigetsu's eyes lit up. Uzumaki were naturally suited for medical ninjutsu.

"Good. You'll start at Konoha Hospital tomorrow as a trainee. I'll have the director assign you the best instructors."

With that settled, the nine Uzumaki survivors were—processed.

One—undecided, two medical-nin, five ordinary ninja, one aspiring scientist. Gojo Kaigetsu was confident that anyone with Uzumaki blood would excel, regardless of their chosen path.

"Now, for your Konoha residency health checks. A small blood sample — 400ml — will be sent to the lab for analysis. We'll repeat this every—two months, for a year."

"There was an incident where a foreign ninja, infected with a slow-acting virus, infiltrated Konoha. It took a year to manifest, causing significant—damage. To prevent this, all long-term residents undergo these checks." He was, of course, lying.

Ordinary people had blood drawn every six months. Ninja, every three. Uzumaki, thanks to their vitality, could donate monthly without issue.

But for—public relations, he'd set the interval at two months.

And after a year—when the Uzumaki population boomed, and their debt of gratitude was—secured—he could take as much blood as he wanted.

Gojo Kaigetsu produced nine vials from his storage scroll and summoned an Anbu operative. "Handle this."

The Uzumaki, grateful for Konoha's—thoroughness, readily complied, unaware of their new role as—walking blood banks. They saw it as a sign of Gojo Kaigetsu's concern, of his benevolence.

The vials filled with dark red blood, a—tempting sight.

Gojo Kaigetsu stored them in his scroll. He'd give some to Orochimaru, the rest to Tsunade for—processing.

"That's all for now. Enjoy your new lives in Konoha. If you need anything, come to the Hokage Tower. Just mention my name."

With that, he and Fugaku Uchiha, along with Mikoto, left the Uzumaki compound.

"Father—what do you think of Konoha?" Reina asked.

"It's—wonderful," Shūkan replied, his voice filled with awe. He looked at his family, his demeanor now that of a Clan Head.

"We've chosen to trust Konoha. So—let's embrace it fully. Advisor Gojo has shown us kindness. We'll repay it with loyalty. This is our new home. Forget Uzushiogakure. We are—the Konoha Uzumaki."

"Those of you who want to be ninja, the advisor has promised to provide the best training. You might even receive your headbands tomorrow and be sent to—Konoha University in Otogakure. Don't disappoint us! And you, Shanks, stop slacking! Train hard!"

"Reina, Asami! You've chosen to be medical-nin. Study diligently. Medical ninjutsu is—difficult. Even in Uzushiogakure's prime, medical-nin were rare..."

"Master your skills, and serve the Gojo clan!"

"Repay this kindness!"

Shūkan understood his clan. They were talented, but they'd lacked the resources, the opportunity, to develop their skills.