Konoha Steady King

The four people left behind were Yuku who arrived first, Yuna who was dressed in hot clothes, a lame ninja, and the ANBU captain named Kyou Utoshi.

Yu Jiu glanced at the three of them, and said with a smile: "Actually, it seems that it is not bad to be a rebellious nin."

His words immediately aroused the approval of several people. Even the Anbu captain Kyoto Toshi, who was always known for his cold-blooded calmness, took off his mask and threw it to the ground, using practical actions to persuade Hatake Sakumo to defect from the village.

Ye Shan sat cross-legged on the corridor with no expression on his face, quietly looking at the persuading people.With Hatake Sakumo's strength, it will be difficult to break out of the village, but it won't be big unless someone leaks the plan in advance.

Although there are strong men like Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzo Shimura and the Sannin in the village, Hatake Sakumo has always been known for his speed. If he really chooses to defect, he has great hope of escaping.

But Hatake Sakumo gave up the idea of ​​defecting. It may be said that the option of defecting never appeared in this man's mind.

"To shut up!"

For the four people who stayed behind, Hatake Sakumo lost his previous gentleness and politeness. These four people were his die-hard ninjas, the hardest among the hardcore.

"It's your turn to interrupt what I want to do? Do your own thing and remember what I just said. From now on, Hayama will be the new leader."

Looking at the four people who were hesitant to speak, Hatake Sakumo didn't waste any time and walked away immediately.

"Let's break up."

After Hayama said these words calmly, he also formed a seal and activated the teleportation technique, but followed Hatake Sakumo closely.

"Ugh!"

The four of them sighed for a while, and finally chose to leave.Even though they are used to separation and separation in life, they are still a little reluctant and sad at this moment.

Hatake Sakumo's choice made them helpless. No matter how much dissatisfaction they had, they could not vent their dissatisfaction. Naturally, they hated the senior officials who pushed Hatake Sakumo to death.

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In a room with many spiritual tablets, Hatake Sakumo was kneeling on the ground and praying with his eyes closed.Ye Shan stood outside the house with his arms crossed and squinted his eyes, but felt a little funny in his heart.

A ninja who was about to commit suicide and leave behind his young son and a family that was on the verge of extinction was actually offering sacrifices to his ancestors. I wonder what the ancestors of the Hatake clan would think about it.

"You have something more important than life that needs to be protected and implemented. I won't stop you. On the contrary, I will feel that you are a real person."

Hayama's plain voice reached Hatake Sakumo's ears, making him tremble a little.Who would choose death if they could live?Dying for the ninja in my heart and the village I once loved so much is a worthy death.

"No matter what the ninjas in the village think of you, whether they ridicule you for your incompetence, sigh for your untimely death, or even scold you for your cowardice, I will tell them all to shut up. This is what Baiyun Yeshan said in front of thousands of people from the Hatake clan. A pledge made for our ancestors."

"If I can't do it, I will look for a successor in my lifetime, just like the relationship between you and me, so that he can continue to complete my unfinished business."

Hatake Sakumo said in a hoarse voice: "You know that's not why I invited you here."

"Of course I know that you, Hatake Sakumo, are a dead-brained person. Where did you get these frivolous things from?"

Hayama put down his arms, took out a kunai from his ninja bag, cut his finger, felt the clarity brought by the pain, and continued: "In my hometown, there is a saying that one day is for A teacher is a father throughout his life. There is also a saying that a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring."

"I, Baiyun Yeshan, am a vulgar person, a very vulgar person. What I like most is nothing, luxury cars, beauty, airplanes, tanks, submarines... I like any good things, but I don't like to owe others Renqing, don’t worry about this."

Hatake Sakumo turned around, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, and said: "Hayama, I don't ask you to do anything, just let Kakashi grow up well. It doesn't even matter if he doesn't become a ninja. "

Hayama looked at the excited Hatake Sakumo expressionlessly, holding the sharp blade of Kunai in his right hand, and said: "Hatake Sakumo, you know, I also have a name. This name is very rustic, but it is real me."

"Wang Wang, how are you? It's very rustic, isn't it?"

The sharp iron cut Ye Shan's palm, and blood flowed out, but he did not feel any pain.Not satisfied with this, Hayama took out another kunai and stuck it into his thigh with still expressionless expression.

"You know, I have thought about committing suicide many times, but every time when a kunai is placed on my throat, a rope is hung around my neck, and poison is fed to my mouth, I can't do it because I don't have it in my heart yet. To the moment of complete despair. Survival is the instinct of living things. Even if there is only one millionth chance of survival, it is worth a try for every living thing eager to see the sun tomorrow."

"You can resolutely give up your life and choose to die for the sake of tolerance and the village. I admire you very much, but the disapproval and other negative emotions mixed with admiration are my freedom."

"You see, when people want to express their feelings, it won't hurt no matter what kind of hurt they get. You can use it."

Hayama pointed at his bleeding palms and thighs and said seriously to Hatake Sakumo.

After finishing speaking, Hayama took a deep look at Hatake Sakumo who was kneeling on the futon with a painful look on his face, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his mind.

After a while, Hayama disappeared outside the ancestral hall of the Hatake clan. Only the Hatake clan was left in the once glorious Hatake clan.

Hatake Sakumo walked out of the ancestral hall and went to the bedroom. He put on the Konoha standard vest and sat in front of the table. In his palm lay a forehead protector that had been with him for many years.

"Why don't you choose to defect?"

Yes, a guy like Hayama, who has no sense of honor or rules in his heart, has already asked him immediately.

Hatake Sakumo recalled that when he was a child, the Hatake family was at its peak. Even if it was an old mansion with a history of several decades, the family and servants would not allow such damage to occur in the dark.

He remembered his parents holding his hand, walking through the ancient but still clean corridors and courtyards, walking through Konoha's not-so-busy streets that had just been built for more than ten years, thinking about the grand Obon sacrifice in the clan, and that Attracted by the reputation and ideals of the first generation, the new Konoha is full of vitality, with ninja clans constantly coming to join them.

He remembered that sentence - "Wherever there are flying leaves, fire will burn."

Hatake Sakumo was born and raised here.Behind this village is the blood of countless Hatake clansmen.

This blood has the same temperature as the countless Konoha comrades who have died on the battlefield to resist the enemy's sword.

——Yes, Hatake Sakumo loves this place and the inspiring [Will of Fire].

The ninja is no one's tool. His sacrifice can only be because he is willing to sacrifice himself.

——Yes, he is willing to die for the village and for the ninja in his heart.

Only in this way will the ancestors of the Hatake clan who are sleeping underground accept him and protect him in the pure land world; and only in this way will his son Kakashi be proud of him when he grows up.

Even though the village he loves now has a dark side, it still cannot stop his love and cannot change the reality that his ancestors sacrificed their lives and blood for it.

Hatake Sakumo picked up the short sword that terrified countless enemies and stroked it gently.After a long time, he put the tip of the short knife against his chest, recalling what Hayama had said, thinking silently in his heart.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was remembered in the bedroom. Hatake Sakumo slowly fell to the ground. What he thought before losing consciousness was 'Damn Hayama lied to me, it still hurts'.

Winter thunder exploded in the sky, seeming to be mourning the passing of Hatake Sakumo, and then it started to rain again.

Hayama stood outside the Hatake clan, looking up at Dong Lei and Yu, letting his wounds bleed.

White teeth, white teeth, from now on, there will be no more white teeth in the world.