Tricking a snake

Everything was going well and Matsuo's real body relaxed, Ogor was taken care of by a shadow clone. But all his happiness drained away when he heard a voice behind him "Hello, an interesting sight, right?"

Matsuo instantly turned around and saw the one he feared most, Orochimaru, the only sannin without any problems he could use to escape, like jiraiya's small amount of vigilance, and Tsunade's alcholism.

"Why so sad, am I so unlikeable?" Orochimaru said in a sarcastic tone, Matsuo used his mind and instantly said something to put him down "If you're here for my sharingan, sorry but I lost it." Orochimaru's eyes glistened, then recieved a sense of confusion "How do you lose a sharingan?"

Matsuo smiled and explained the process "Oh it's very easy to understand, someone yanked my eyes out. Though I got lucky and was able to take out the eyes of a fresh corpse nearby, so... I don't have a sharingan, even if I still want one."

Orochimaru's excitement slowly dropped back to levels before hearing the word sharingan "Oh, really. Then do you know some stuff about those things?" He pointed towords the village, Matsuo smiled and said "Yes, but it's classified."

Matsuo quickly asked the system about ways to constrict Orochimaru from speaking about his plans if he tells him them.

[A magic contract would work(Only for 547 million ryo!)]

Matsuo was again at the brink of tears after wasting around 550 million ryo, a scroll appeared in Matsuo's hand and fell open on the section of the contract perfectly. It was a standard NDA, a non-disclosure agreement. Though it is added on that party B (Orochimaru in this case) is allowed to disclose the information with the permission of party A (Matsuo), it wasn't that unreasonable.

"Sign here and I'll tell you." Matsuo pointed to a place for his sigature, He was quite cold in his tone. Orochimaru chuckled a bit and signed it 'Why not?' He looked down on Matsuo for thinking a contract would hold any power over him, but it would make this easier than normal.

After his name was on the page, he felt nothing, but Matsuo said "Last name too please." After that was written, Orochimaru felt like a chain was binding his very being.

"That was easier than I thought, and did you really think I would actually give you a normal contract?" After being signed, a set of letters appeared "Party B will not endanger party A's life or interests in anyway for the next 5 years." Matsuo's face showed a weird happiness, like feeling his life was saved.

"What do you want to know, as long as it isn't too classified I can tell you. Actually, if you want, I can even tell you how to never die of old age." Those last words seemed to strike a cord in Orochimaru, though still angry about getting chained to not attacking him.

Matsuo saw this, actually he just predicted that was what he wants "Have you ever heard of the sage of six paths? You'll get his power as a gift. All you need to do is become a jinjuriki, of the greatest tailed beast."

"The nine-tails?" Orochimaru asked, Matsuo laughed, put his hand in front of him and closed it into a fist "No, all combined to one." Orochimaru didn't understand at all "The gedo statue the akatsuki uses is actually the husk of the ten-tails, if all tailed beasts from 1 to 9 are put into it, the ten-tails will be revived, since the other tailed beasts are just its fragments."

"Any questions?" Matsuo asked like a teacher. Orochimaru asked one thing "Why are you covered in copious amounts of blood?" This made the fake layer over Matsuo and Matsuo himself smile, remembering what the system said after he harvested all the corpses he was sent. Around 30~, the rest was given to the hive.

[Your cloak has been tainted by the blood of the dead, it will now permanently smell of human blood. It has a fear aura effect, it is toggleable. All effects permanently get stronger the more blood is spilled on it and the hatred of the dead is recieved.]

[Your cloak has become a mystical artifact due to the hatred of the dead, please name it to give it an additional power.]

[Name accepted; cloak of a forgotten king slayer]

[Effect generated; subversion, when ever a person of authority is slain, the user gains power and an aura of authority (Aura of authority toggleable) based on the autority and strength of the person in power. Whenever a king, emperor or the like is slain, the soul fragment of a forgotten king slayer will help you gain a chance to gain one of their abilities (May be nerfed due to low strength of the effect)(Can be piled up).]

This seemed op as hell, I thought so too, but... Matsuo asked what he would get if he killed the third hokage, it was less then a percent of a single 1-10 stat, and the feeling of authority and fear would be unoticeable unless you perposely looked for it. And you would only have an extremely faint feeling they were a little more of the respective effect. Hokage is like a king, but the skill is random, and it's strength would be less than one of his punches.

Matsuo had a hard case of depression, then anger issues like all Uchiha have, then acceptance. So a off brand five stages of grief, that's just Matsuo's way. It's not like it's too hard to empower the effect, just soak in blood and voila! Though the smell of blood will get stronger and stronger, but it is a worthy sacrifice.

"I got unlucky, well you could say lucky, in an experiment and now the hatred of my victims who's blood splashed onto it makes the the stench of blood radiate off of it. Oh, and it's soul bound so it only works while I use it." Matsuo told Orochimaru only the obvious effects, those last two weren't going to be told to anyone.

Not that they were really that good, but it was a great option for gaining strength when at your limit. Matsuo wasn't sure about that 'can be piled up', but... Matsuo didn't really care yet, he'd look into it once he actually got the chance for an ability.

"What's its name?" Orochimaru asked absentmindedly, he had already accepted the fact that he couldn't kill him. Adaptablity is a virtue! "The cloak of a forgotten kingslayer, sounds cool and is factual, because I got it from a tomb that belonged to someone who killed a daimyo. Though it didn't have the name engraved anywhere, that's where the 'forgotten' comes from." Matsuo bragged about shit that wasn't even true, a part of his primal urge to lie whenever in a tense situation.

Matsuo asked something of Orochimaru "Hey, can you take one of those black things to someplace far away, let it go wild on its own, don't interfere. Watch the show if you want, but let it naturally cause mayhem in some city or village." He said it non-chalontly, like it was not really needed.

Matsuo had a feeling in his soul, saying that his subjects had finished the job. He looked and saw two semi-consious people, he had the chakra user guy turned into material, and he bought a long term tranquilizer. Another million ryo down the drain for one guy, another tear appeared.

He gave the tranq to a shadow clone with the for of Abyss, and had it administer the drug while talking about experiments. Meanwhile "Hey, if you take out one of his kidneys and make a few other incisions and do other non-fatal tests on him, I'll give you a million ryo. You're allowed to do literally anything as long as he can move his mouth, his legs, and one of his arms, can remember what happened before he got knocked, and has enough left in his mind to tell it to others."

This deal was very attractive to Orochimaru, he was going to test on people anyways, if he got a million ryo to do it on one particular guy, why not? "Yes, I will do that, any other requests?" Matsuo nodded again and said "Drop him off somewhere close to a village close to konoha, I'll give you 500k."

"I'll do it!" A free 500k for such a small request was very salivating to anyone, and Matsuo smiled as he remembered his old mantra 'If you can't buy something, there isn't enough money.' Matsuo prided his belief and philosophy, strengthening it with a mystic technique called; proving your theory.

He bought some college students virginity for a million bucks, it was one of the better looking ones too. This was all when he was 22 btw, so the pedofilia effect hadn't yet activated. That'd take a while more, like a decade.

Back to the real world, Orochimaru had done his stuff, and was transfered his money. Including his complementry Xenomorph movie ticket, free of charge!

Matsuo liked Orochimaru, because he wasn't a total idiot. Matsuo didn't really care about his... Problems, he was just a good henchmen, that doesn't know he was one.

Before he went, he told Orochimaru to say that it was a job from someone called Abyss if someone asked. Matsuo didn't really care if he was still in the akatsuki, if he made a connection through him, it would collapse the moment he left the group.

Thinking of that unlucky encounter, Matsuo frowned, he lost so much money. Matsuo started to count his losses and profits, he didn't count Xenomorphs because they were a self multiplying commodity.

First he sent out a few shadow clones to collect and sell the entire village, after selling everything, there was nothing of true value. Matsuo got 30 million ryo, the city appearantly had a big stockpile of ores left over from an old mine. The net loss of today's escapade was about 520 mill, a very bad number.

The depresion didn't take him this time though "This is going to be a problem," Matsuo said coldly "Maybe an organ harvesting operation wouldn't be that bad..."

After considering the viability of a certain illegal money making strategy, Matsuo decided to think it through more... At home.

So that's what he did, he also sold the kidney Orochimaru harvested. It gave some cash, but not nearly enough for Matsuo. but the idea of taking out a kidney from every one of his victims did sound, profitable.

Matsuo took his time to get back home and started to plan his scheme, the starting point of which was; the country of rain looked good, the land of fire, wind and earth would hinder each other for prestige and benefits.

Matsuo never liked human greed and vanity as much as now, it would make his life so easy. But first, Matsuo waited for his new batch of readily made Xenomorphs to finish baking. A relaxing process, where Matsuo can rest his heart, that felt like it almost had a heart attack.