Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

"The war situation is becoming increasingly uncontrollable."

Danzo spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and his loose teeth kept shaking in his mouth.

He was soaked, with water drops dripping from the corners of his clothes onto the ground.

"I don't know how long this battle will last... Several villages in the south have already fallen. Now we can only gradually shift our focus to the north."

Sarutobi Hiruzen took out a cigarette from his wet ninja tool bag. The tobacco inside was dripping with liquid, and the white cigarette paper outside was also tilted.

"Tobirama-sama said he was also heading to the north to provide support. I'm sure we'll be reunited with our teacher soon."

Qiu Dao Qufeng smiled innocently, hid his big body behind a huge rock, and slowly took out food from his backpack.

A small packet of Bingliang balls and a handful of the Akimichi family's special three-color balls.

Nothing else.

"Teacher Tobirama is really confused..."

Danzo took off his coat, holding the ends and squeezing out the moisture absorbed by the fabric of the garment.

The white shirt fits tightly against the skin, outlining the young man's muscular body.

Pectoralis major, trapezius, sternocleidomastoid, platysma...

Muscles large and small moved with Danzo's breathing, expanding and contracting the chest cavity.

His vocal cords vibrated as he continued:

"The little village in the north means nothing to us..."

"What Konoha needs right now is not the Hashito Village, but the absolute power of Lord Tobirama."

Just like Lord Hashirama, he fought against a hundred enemies alone, swept through thousands of enemies, and reversed the situation in one fell swoop.

Sarutobi Hiruzen blew a fire escape and lit the cigarette.

Purple smoke rings came out of the man's mouth.

The higher it floats, the bigger the smoke ring becomes. The higher it floats, the more erratic the smoke ring becomes.

Until it reaches a certain height, it blends with the surrounding air.

"Danzo, the villagers of Qiaotou Village are just like us."

“It’s a living person.”

"It has a beating heart and breathing alveoli."

As he spoke, he turned his head away from Danzo and lowered his voice so that only he and the other person could hear it.

They were standing back to back, and if they took one more step they would pass each other.

"I don't know what you are thinking, but what you are doing now is definitely not the right thing."

"If I'm not mistaken, they should be the few relatives that child has in the world."

Danzo took the lead and took a step forward.

Straw sandals were stepped on the muddy dirt road, leaving traces of their woven fabric.

The direction that Danzo was walking was where Akimichi Tofu was.

Behind the boulder, there is a moment of peace for everyone present.

On the other side of the boulder was the storm that followed.

He picked up a soldier's pill between his index finger and thumb and threw it into his mouth, chewing it with gritted teeth.

"You are far too naive, Hiruzen."

"What Konoha needs is definitely not a nice guy like you."

The Bingliang pills were bitter and dry, greedily sucking away the little moisture in the young man's mouth - the Bingliang pills had clearly been soaked in water, and only a thin layer on the outside was stained with moisture.

Danzo is actually more moist than Hyoryangmaru.

"Danzo. You!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen was still at an age of high blood pressure, and his kindness was taken as a donkey's liver and lungs by the other party - and he was also compared to them inexplicably, so he was naturally angry.

The best way for young ninjas to resolve conflicts is through sparring.

But it was not as strict as the ninja schools of later generations. The next second, Sarutobi Hiruzen's fist came directly towards Danzo.

There was no intention to kill, only anger at his companions for not understanding him.

"Quick report!!"

"It's a quick report from the Hokage-sama!"

A white-masked ninja dropped from the sky, a voice that Danzo was familiar with.

Isn't this the guy from the Hokage's personal guard? Why is he wearing a mask?

The cross scar on his chin was facing the visiting messenger, and just as Danzo was about to greet him, he was interrupted by the other party.

"The battle of Mianqiu is over. Please ask Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo to go to the northern Qiaotou Village for support."

"Akimichi Norifuge, Uchiha Kagami, the above two will go to the third battlefield in the south to conduct a site survey."

Uchiha Kagami had just climbed out of the water, his face covered with river water, when his name was suddenly called.

"If it's a site survey..."

Danzo stepped forward and blocked the messenger's route. "There must be some mistake. If this is a site survey, I am more suitable than Akimichi Tofu no matter how you look at it."

"well..."

What blocked Danzo's mouth was Tobirama's wooden sign.

They all knew that the Second Hokage was good at inventing ninjutsu, among which the Flying Thunder God Technique became famous in the battle with the Uchiha.

But he failed to kill Izuna, and soon after, he was sealed by Tobirama himself.

Unlike forbidden techniques like the Impure World Reincarnation, Flying Thunder God is just an advanced space-time ninjutsu, and there is no need for Tobirama to seal it.

But in fact, from that day on, Tobirama Senju never used Flying Thunder God again.

The reason is unknown.

Just a month ago, the Nidaime Hokage made a new Hokage token.

It was made of wood, and only had the four Chinese characters "Senju Tobirama" written on it. But any ninja could feel the chakra aura from it.

Danzo reached out his hand in disbelief and took the wooden sign. He held the lower end of the sign and slowly rotated it.

The meaningless characters are its representative, and the pattern lies quietly where it should be, emitting the chakra belonging to Tobirama.

That string of characters seemed to be knocking on the tip of Danzo's heart. It knocked, then tightened, knocked, then relaxed.

It is Lord Tobirama's Flying Thunder God mark, guaranteed to be genuine.

Danzo's hope shifted to the messenger.

Jingzo is the captain of the Hokage's personal guard and is usually the most loyal and kind to others... There must be something wrong. As long as he asks a few more times, he will definitely get the correct answer.

"Did you misremember Lord Tobirama's order? Well..."

Jing Zang did not reply, but moved quickly like an emotionless machine performing its task.

He pushed Danzo aside and disappeared in two or three steps.

Jing Zang is not like that.

Danzo stood there in a daze, his mind full of Izo with that silly and foolish smile.

Who is this person in front of me?

They were classmates and had known each other for a long time. They studied together under Lord Tobirama, but Izo was older than him and was assigned to the Hokage's personal guards a long time ago.

Such a confusing situation made Danzo's scalp tingle.

What could make a person become like this?

It's like a machine that was born for a mission and is only loyal to its master.

His eyes were red and bloodshot with excitement.

Maybe it was because I had just taken the Bingliang Pills, my lips were so hot at this moment.

He uncontrollably stuck out the tip of his tongue from his mouth and licked the corner of his lips.

"As expected of Tobirama-sama."

Sarutobi Hiruzen thought that Danzo Shimura might have something wrong with his brain.

How come he was still repeatedly checking whether the other party had said something wrong the last second? It was obvious that Danzo did not get the answer he wanted. The next second, he said from the bottom of his heart, "As expected of Master Tobirama."

Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't figure it out, but the kindness of human beings told him: You must not discriminate against Danzo just because he has a mental problem. Danzo's mental problem is already pitiful.

The battle of Mianqiu ended very quickly. A group of elite troops came from nowhere and infiltrated every corner of the battlefield.

This is still an era where both open and secret schemes are used together. Where has anyone ever seen such a dark force that "moistens things silently"?

In just three days, the flag of the Fire Nation was already raised on Mianqiu.

It seemed as if the efforts of the first eighteen days were a joke.

Danzo stared at the shadow on the tree branch with his pair of black eyes, which were so red that it looked like he was about to open his Sharingan in the next second.

"Then let's say goodbye for now."

Sarutobi Hiruzen divided the supplies and carried the packages for himself and Danzo on his back - the latter seemed to be still immersed in the three-day victory and could not come back to his senses for a long time.

"Qufeng, Jing, you two must be careful and take care!"

Standing at the intersection at the foot of the mountain, the sadness and reluctance of a temporary farewell took on a strange flavor because of the abnormality of one person.

The lush forest was left on the mountain, and there were only footprints and bloodstains on the road that were stained at some unknown time.

No one will come to clean here.

The two partners standing on the other side also held their breath, feeling stuck in their chests.

"You too, Hiruzen, Danzo...?"

Uchiha Kagami blinked. Under normal circumstances, Danzo would have bullied Sarutobi Hiruzen, but today the atmosphere was eerily harmonious.

"Danzo...?"

Uchiha Jing waved his hand in front of Danzo, and finally, he came to a conclusion.

"Danzo, are you about to open your Sharingan?"