Naruto: Say no to pink eye disease, start with me

Jingxiajian, who stood up again, seemed like a different person. He turned around and bowed deeply to Hatake Sakumo. When he stood up again, he was already in tears. He shouted to Hatake Sakumo: "I'm sorry, Sakumo, I just said that to shirk responsibility. You failed the mission in order to save me, and not only did I not thank you, I also blamed you in public. I am simply not a human being. I deserve to die..."

A 10,000-word confession is omitted here...

After Inojiro Mitsuki repented, Danzo also changed his attitude and began to target Kotsuki Mitsuki who was kneeling on the ground waiting for Hatake Sakumo's forgiveness.

What he said was quite insightful. To sum it up, Hatake Sakumo was also a victim, and the failure of the mission was entirely the fault of Inoue Ken. Under Danzo's eloquent tongue, he was labeled as the sinner of Konoha, the kind for which death was not enough to atone.

It was at this time that Hatake Sakumo, who had remained silent, finally spoke. He took the initiative to excuse his teammates and even resigned from the position of Anbu chief in order to save Inouejimi's life.

Then, the Third Hokage, who was in a difficult situation, had to remove Hatake Sakumo from his position as the head of the Anbu. As for Inouejimi, he could be spared the death penalty, but he could not escape the punishment of life imprisonment, and prison would be his destination for the rest of his life.

He used the life of Inodaichi to exchange for the Third Hokage's position as an Anbu chief. It would be strange if the Third Hokage would let him off easily!

In the end, Hatake Sakumo, who was criticized as a sinner of Konoha in the morning, transformed himself into a courageous, responsible and loyal man who would go through fire and water for his companions.

At this point, the meeting is adjourned.

After the whole process, everyone else was completely confused.

What words can be used to describe the mood of those present?

It's even more exciting than watching a fucking movie, with all kinds of twists and turns, all kinds of nonsense, all kinds of conflicts breaking out. What else can they do except double-click 666?

If I really let them say it, it would be that I forgot to bring melon seeds.

No matter how ridiculous the process was, the final result was always better than the original time and space. Hatake Sakumo escaped unscathed at the cost of losing his position as the head of the Anbu. With Danzo's efforts, public opinion gradually shifted, and the person who committed the unforgivable crime changed from Sakumo to Inoue no Michi.

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At night, lying on the roof of Xuanwu's house, Hatake Sakumo drank wine sip by sip and sighed at the moon sky.

Inside the house, his son Kakashi was playing cards with Kushina, Kaori, and Nawaki, while Haruko, who survived the disaster, was chatting with Senju Senso, who claimed to be the mistress of the house.

As for Minato, our little sun has been borrowed by the Third Hokage again. He is trying hard to be a qualified porter, transporting people and supplies to the Daimyo Royal City back and forth. Alas, he is such a poor little bastard.

Not long after, Xuanwu also came up to the roof carrying two jars of wine. "Hey, frustrated man, give me a bottle of this. It's ten years old, and I opened it especially for you."

Xuanwu said this and threw a jar of Maotai sealed in mud over.

After receiving it, Hatake Sakumo opened the mud seal and took a look, "Why is there only half a jar?"

However, the amber color of the wine was indeed quite charming, and the aroma of the wine was particularly tempting. Shuo Mao took a sip from the jar, but the alcohol was so strong that he almost choked to death.

"cough cough..."

Shuo Mao coughed and said, "What kind of wine is this? Why is it so strong?"

Xuanwu couldn't bear to see the good wine being wasted, so he snatched it back, "You idiot, why don't you choke to death? Who drinks ten-year-old wine like this!"

"How should I drink it?"

"Of course I drink it this way."

Xuanwu took out two wine glasses, poured half a cup of the aged wine into each, opened the jar of new wine he brought up, poured half a cup into each, shook it well, and handed it to Shuomao.

"Yes, try it."

Shuo Mao took it and observed it carefully. After adding the new wine, the color of the wine was no longer so yellow. He took a sip and his eyes lit up instantly, "This, this, this taste is absolutely amazing!"

"Zi Liu",

Another bite, oh my god, it’s so delicious!

Xuanwu looked at the unsophisticated bumpkin in front of him with disdain and said contemptuously, "I said, can you be more capable? You are embarrassing me."

Shuomao was a little embarrassed, "Hey, I've never tasted such delicious wine. Are you going to break your vow and drink today?"

Xuanwu said helplessly: "I don't want to either. Those bad friends are not here. I can only sacrifice my life to accompany you."

"Good brother, let's go."

"Come on, come on, I'm going all out today!"

"bite",

It was the sound of wine glasses colliding.

Xuanwu took a sip with a bitter face. Wow, it was so unpalatable. His bitter face became even more distorted.

He was good at brewing wine but not good at drinking it. Even the idea of ​​mixing old wine with new wine came from a novel in his previous life. Now after tasting it, he found that it was crap and just as unpalatable.

Now it was Shuomao's turn to look down on him, "Can you do this? Such a good thing, yet you still despise it, it's really a waste of talent."

Xuanwu smiled bitterly, "What can I do? I am completely indifferent to this thing. Let's not talk about this. Let's talk about you, Great Sage. How does it feel to be backstabbed by your companions?"

Sakumo's mood, which had improved a little after tasting the wine, fell back to the bottom again.

After taking a big gulp of wine, he put down the glass and said unhappily, "Come on, why are you so mean? Can't you let me have a few more drinks first? It really spoils the fun."

Xuanwu took another small sip. Pah, it was still unpalatable. "Just be content. I'm not Orochimaru or Jiraiya. I won't talk to you until you're drunk enough. Believe me, if you still don't feel anything after two more sips, I'll get drunk just to show you."

Sakumo thought so too and picked up the wine glass again, but the temperament he exuded at this time was extremely melancholy.

"Xuanwu-kun, you said that a ninja is only fit to be a tool that does whatever it takes to complete a mission, without any emotions?"

"Uh, of course not."

"So, do you think ninjas don't deserve real companions?"

"That's even more wrong. If I didn't consider you as a good friend, I wouldn't be able to stand up for you today. You even went to the rooftop late at night to challenge your limits."

Xuanwu shook the wine glass in his hand as he spoke.

Shuomao glanced at Xuanwu, who was half lying on the roof and whose face was already a little red, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm, but it was quickly extinguished by more cold wind.

He turned to the moon and said leisurely, "Xuanwu-kun, you know, I have known Inoshige for more than ten years. Among the people in our class, he is the one I have the best relationship with, except for Hinata Ito. We often drink together, do missions together, and have a very deep friendship, at least in my opinion.

But..."

Shuomao's face was painful, and he continued to speak with difficulty, "But, today, he actually accused me on the spot, why?

In order to save his life, I was willing to give up the mission under tremendous pressure, and even expose my identity, but why, why could he stand up and blame me with a clear conscience?

What did I do?

Is it right to watch your long-time friend die?

Do I deserve to be a criminal who is hated by everyone just because I violated the mission regulations to save my companions?"

Sakumo became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end he stood up from lying down, roaring at the moon.

This guy was obviously getting stuck in a rut. The main reason he got into trouble during the day was because of Danzo, but now the conspiracy theory was not enough to wipe out the resentment in his heart.

Xuanwu stood up tremblingly and walked over, patted his shoulder, and said solemnly: "Shuomao, in my opinion, if giving up the mission because of your companions is rubbish, then giving up your companions because of the mission is even worse than rubbish!"

After forcing himself to say this, Xuanwu fainted suddenly, faster than the fairy grass after five times.

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