Naruto's Great Trick

"Ah~"

"Ah~~"

"Oh~~~"

The Third Hokage: (▼皿▼#)

With a "click", Sandai broke the pen in his hand and looked at the figure sitting on the windowsill -

"Kazama Ruri! What on earth do you want to do!?"

Time goes back to ten minutes ago...

"Hey, old man, are you busy?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the third generation turned his head suddenly and looked at the figure sitting on the window with surprise. The red-gold sunset sprinkled on his face, covering the boy with a layer of golden gauze.

"Hahaha! Kazama, it's you!"

The Sandai looked at Fengjian with surprise, and couldn't help but look him up and down. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were shrunken together - the Sandai was really old.

"Tsk tsk, didn't you say you were going to travel? Why are you back so soon? Could it be that Konoha's famous 'Blood Glaze' is homesick?"

Seeing that Kazama still looked so young, the Third Hokage couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The tender buds of Konoha seemed to have grown into towering trees. When did he appear? He didn't even notice it!

What a pity - alas.

When he thought of this, the Third Hokage's eyes couldn't help but dim, and his mind couldn't help but recall some things that happened in the past few years. Could it be that he was really old?

"Hey, hey, hey, there's no need, old man. I've only been out for a short time. I shouldn't be homesick, right?"

Seeing that Sandai looked like the old grandfather next door, Fengjian was speechless.

"What's the situation? I remember that you are not a homebody."

As he said that, Sandai sat back down at his desk, picked up the teacup, and turned back into the kindly old grandfather. The shadow of the "Ninja Hero" from back then could still be vaguely seen in his figure.

It's like a lion that has begun to enter its twilight years.

"Nothing, I just came back to take a look and send Red Bean to Master. Then, I plan to go find Uncle Jiraiya."

"Jiraiya?! What do you want with him?"

Looking at the look in the Sandai's eyes, Fengjian knew that this old man definitely had no good intentions!

"Old man, please calm down and take back that look in your eyes. Don't destroy your glorious image in my eyes."

Feng Jian couldn't help but curl his lips - you are an old man who uses telescope technique for no reason, and you dare to talk about Jiraiya? !

"Oh? I didn't expect that I still have a glorious image in your heart? Hahaha, it's really an honor. I always thought that I was just an old man in your heart."

Kazama: Emm, did this old man take the wrong medicine, or took too much medicine, or forgot to take his medicine?

"Of course. You looked really handsome when you were on the rooftop wearing the Hokage robe, with one hand behind your back, ordering all the ninjas to enter a state of war and destroy all the enemies."

It must be said that the third-generation old man was indeed very handsome back then. At least, after seeing that scene, Fengjian finally understood why the third-generation old man was called "Ninja Hero" when he was young.

"Oh?"

A smile flashed in the eyes of the Third Hokage, and he said with a hint of anticipation:

"In that case, how about you take over the position of Hokage? I promise to assist you with all my strength. You have enough prestige in Konoha. Once you have stabilized the internal situation, this force will be your help no matter what you want to do."

Fengjian raised his eyebrows in surprise. This old man seemed, probably, perhaps, possibly, as if - he had noticed something?

"Haha, don't look at me like that. Although you always call me 'old man', I'm not that old yet. The five major ninja villages basically know what you two did in the Land of Rice. After all, you two did not hide anything from anyone."

As he spoke, the Third Hokage took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke came out of his mouth and gradually dissipated, covering the Third Hokage's face:

"I don't know what you want to do. The other four major ninja villages all think that Konoha wants to take advantage of the aftermath of the Third Ninja World War to expand its power. Even many ninjas in Konoha think so."

"But, I always feel something is wrong. You should have a bigger idea."

"I don't know what you want to do, but, Kazama, nothing can be accomplished alone. Even the first generation of the past was the one who founded Konoha together with the Uchiha and many affiliated families. I hope you can take over the position of Hokage."

It was a very heartfelt statement, so Fengjian rolled his eyes:

"Come on, old man, do I look like such a fool? Don't worry, I really want to do something big. In fact, it's okay to tell you, old man, I plan to abolish the daimyo and the traditional aristocratic system."

The air was silent for a second.

"Souga."

……

"Gone?"

Fengjian looked at the third generation in surprise.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

The third generation looked at Fengjian in surprise.

The two of them were speechless.

"Those small countries are very good choices. Before you plan to do it, be prepared. Although the five major countries are not as good as the ninja villages, they also have ninja families loyal to them and some ninjas loyal to them. Once a rebellion breaks out, the five major countries will join forces to attack you. Since the ninja villages do not have enough manpower, they will cooperate with the daimyo, and then it will be the Fourth Ninja World War."

"As for Konoha, I will cooperate with you to train more ninjas. If I am not dead by then, you can inform me in advance and Konoha will be responsible for taking over the Land of Fire."

Feng Jian was stunned after hearing this: I seem to have underestimated the third generation old man.

"Haha, don't be surprised. Although you have done something that has caused me to lose my dignity, as long as you don't contradict me, I, the old man of Konoha, can still control it."

Seeing Fengjian's dumbfounded expression, the third generation was secretly happy: Oh, Blood Glaze? When I was dominating the ninja world, you were not even born yet!

Soon, Kazama adjusted his expression and looked deeply at the Third Hokage, just looking at him without saying a word.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The third generation asked in surprise.

"nothing,"

Feng Jian shook his head, his tone was a little heavy, and then he continued to stare at the Third Hokage and said regretfully,

"I was just wondering, you are quite handsome when you are serious, how come you can teach a disciple like Uncle Jiraiya? And you even developed the telescope technique? By the way, when will you give me Uncle Jiraiya's position?"

Third generation: (●_●)-(▼皿▼#)

"No! Get out!"

Back in time...

Looking at the Sandai whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, Fengjian said with sorrow:

"No, I don't want to say anything, I just feel a little disappointed..."

Third generation: (⊙o⊙)?

Looking at Fengjian beating his chest and stamping his feet, wanting to cry but having no tears, the third generation couldn't do it anymore!

"Think about me, the great Konoha Blood Liuli! I became a ninja at the age of only six! I was only six years old! Six years old! Other six-year-olds were still studying at the Ninja Academy, but I had already picked up a kunai for Konoha!"

Third generation: (?_?)

At this moment, Fengjian looked like he had received a great blow and was about to cry. It was so sad and anyone who heard it would cry!

"But even so, I still have no regrets! Because! This is my home! I'm Kazama Ruri! I'm a ninja from Konoha! So, even if I'm still young and have to carry out an S-rank mission to infiltrate Sunagakure, even if I risk my life, I have no regrets!"

The sonorous and powerful words are the best embodiment of Fengjian's will!

But soon, Feng Jian's expression changed from determination to indifference, numbness, heartache, and despair...

Third generation: (￢_￢)

"I have shed blood for Konoha, I have fought for Konoha, but I really didn't expect that you wouldn't even give me any news about Uncle Jiraiya when I just want one, ha, ha..."

At this moment, Feng Jian's face was filled with despair, and his voice was weak, as if he had suffered a huge mental blow and had lost hope in the world. His face turned gray...

(?_?)

Sandai didn't say anything, but walked silently to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a piece of paper, opened it, looked at the string of zeros on it, and said with emotion:

"There's nothing we can do about it, Kazama. Life is always full of regrets. During this time, you should just stay in the village and play with Asuma, Kakashi and the others. As for this passbook containing Hashirama's profits over the past six months—"

Kazama:(⊙o⊙)

"I was going to give it to you, but seeing your current state, I'll send it to Orochimaru."

Kazama:=????=????(●???●|||)