A fist dug and drilled into the round belly of one donning a quite fine, sophisticated suit. As the plump man's knees went down for the count, a bag of Ryo fell to the ground. Falling out of its contents was a single coin. It rolled in front of him; rolled behind the man who hit him; and at its final destination, bounced off of the pair of a shoes owned by the man he feared most and owed his life to.
Before the coin could tumble like his friend here, Jinzo picked it up.
"
Did it take this many coins for you to stab me behind my back, Gozu?"
The cold stare he gave forced the plump fellow to look away, shamefaced and afraid.
"You better have something good for me. In this business, you save yourself by giving back something of equal or better value. As the don, you have to give me either your life or something more valuable than your life in return for just stealing a single Ryo from me."
The stare in his cold, smokey-grey eyes sharpened, "
Understand?"
As if his spine felt the cold stare, the man on the ground felt a cold rush down his spine and could not move one inch. Gozu's lips were locked. Sealed, in fact.
A Fuuinjutsu was placed on his lips by a fellow partner in crime, who stood to Jinzo's right. This woman, Setsuna, could only aggressively smile under her bandaged face over it all. Although loyal to Hidden Mist, she was most loyal to her lover, Musashi, above all else. And who did Musashi give his loyalty to above all, including above his lover? Jinzo. And together, the three have been running Sovereign with an iron fist inside a velvety glove for some time now.
Finally, after receiving the nonverbal signal of a pointed finger,
"no-filter" Jouchaku Setsuna walked up to the feeble fellow and touched his lip. Removing the seal. With the ability to speak, he hurriedly looked up, large cheeks bouncing from the intensity, and feeding into Jinzo's ear of the very item more valuable than Gozu's very own life:
"I know of an item, bossu!"
"
Go on." He replied, already at the minibar, drinking a martini on the rocks. Not even looking at him, assured on what's to be said hold no bearing to stop what's to come. Although Gozu was still shaken by the situation, Jinzo wasn't stirred just yet on whether to keep the middle-aged fellow breathing or not.
"It's an item that allows you to read minds!"
With that, Jinzo finally turned his head, looked at him
"sideways", and said: "
Tell me more."
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The skies were dingy. The soil was moist. Everything about this place whispered a mystery into his ear. He needed to know what lied within the Dojo. Although he was going in bare and no backup, he was playing for keeps. Preparation was still the name of the game, and keeping his arrival undetected was key.
Throughout his trip here, he stayed in the trees, the bushes and keeping his senses on high in case he was being tailed. It wasn't until he came close, inside the closest bush by the Dojo, did he finally prepare to reveal himself. Always with a plan, he channeled Chakra onto his fancy black suit. Activating his ability to Linger triggers for a period of time. The technique he decided to Linger was his special recipe. Let's just say... if there's anyone out there even catching a glimpse of his presence, before they can perform a handseal, they'll be his slave for the day. As soon as he's spotted, the target would immediately be commanded to come and protect him from other possible ill-prepared circumstances.
He then walked into the Dojo and immediately saw what he came for. Although there were sliding doors inside, the place was a ruin. He could see the entire Armory and then some. More halls, more rooms, only to get darker and darker the further the eye could perceive. This place must've been marvelous in its heydays. And whoever donned that crown must've been a real "bossman".
And to respect traditional grounds, he drew a seal on his chest. It looked like tattoo, reading "Boss" in Kanji. Sure, even if part of him still wanted to stay protected, he knew that doing this carried meaning. He wasn't the type of man who cared about traditions but he did care about formalities. Although ruthless to the underground world, he still respected the ones who worked hard for their respect.
If this crown-thing was, indeed, real: This would further confirm that this reality is nothing more than a lucid dream. Reading minds? Of all people, Jinzo would ascertain something suitable to his purpose and capabilities?
Linger
During his journey trying to master Genjutsu, Jinzo discovered he had the ability to linger his chakra within the range of [Control] meters, with the ability to linger for up to [Genjutsu/2] posts. However, this chakra left over can only respond to Genjutsu, allowing him to create anchored/overtaking visual triggers over an object he touched in this said location. This possesses ability channeling, costing him to +5 in Control in requirement for the chosen Genjutsu.
[Genjutsu • Mass Indoctrination]
S-Ranked Warp Genjutsu
Prerequisite: 50 Genjutsu
After channeling, anyone who looks at the user will begin to experience a sensation seeking to be completely loyal to the user of this jutsu, with his voice actively next to their ear explaining to them his goals made upon the technique's creation and throughout its duration. They find him to be the most important person in their life, believing whatever he says or what's implemented to be convincingly factual. The technique becomes more believable the longer they're exposed to it, and have the twisted reality to follow his command (short of killing themselves). This can include fatally attacking or lying to an ally. This technique has a duration of five posts.
Fuuinjutsu • The Boss
A-Rank Augment Fuuinjutsu
The user will draw a small, 10x10inch seal on their target, what envelops around their body is a tense sensation as chakra coats them at a creeping speed of 1 [full post] from the sealing point. So long as the seal is worn, they're protected with 49 Strength.