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

"Sarutobi Hiruzen...!"

The scream came from Danzo, the sadness came from Hiruzen.

The wandering merchant was unfortunately infected with the plague, and Tobirama threw the plague problem to Danzo and Sarutobi Hiruzen.

This was a rare moment in Danzo Shimura's life when he was taken seriously - both in Danzo's own opinion and in fact.

But his partner Sarutobi Hiruzen is like a goose pulling the rope in the opposite direction.

There are no fat and white ones, but all of them are stupid.

This statement only represents Danzo Shimura's personal opinion and has nothing to do with Sarutobi Hiruzen.

The future Third Hokage was just repeatedly investigating the villagers' intelligence, which made his partner angry.

“This is a lose-lose decision.”

Sarutobi Hiruzen's bitter melon face is a limited edition, and now it is being reproduced for a limited time with an amazing discount.

What was Mr. Tobirama thinking that he called himself and Danzo over alone to do the mission?

Forget about other tasks, at least it can arouse Danzo's interest and shut up this screaming mouth.

But this is the kind of thing that has nothing to do with the identity of a ninja.

"Can you do your job well?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen feels wronged, this is simply the villain complaining first!

It was Danzo who had been making unrealistic demands:

What's the matter with the village chief being a suspect? Everything was arranged by the village chief - no matter what, the village chief can only be a victim.

What plague is caused by bamboo allergy? No matter how you look at it, it seems to be the bamboo that has the problem, not the villagers being allergic to it!

...

Things like this are enough to make Sarutobi Hiruzen feel overwhelmed just thinking about them.

"You should be more normal."

Only half a day had passed, and Danzo seemed to be letting himself go, and the more he did things, the more unreasonable they became.

Are you nervous? You must be kidding! Why would Danzo be nervous about such a mission?

Hiruzen frowned, and the notebook in his hand that recorded the investigation results was squeezed out of shape.

Half a day is not too much, but not too little either. It is enough for him to familiarize himself with the situation in Qiaotou Village.

The situation in this village is not as serious as Tobirama-sama described.

The reactions of Lord Tobirama and the wandering merchant were also tinged with a hint of suspicion.

It's like... planning something.

And Sarutobi Hiruzen could not see any trace of cover-up.

It's simply blatant!

However, one person seemed to have suddenly lost his mind and was completely unaware of it.

This was a trap set for Danzo.

After just a moment's thought, the answer appeared in Sarutobi Hiruzen's mind.

The chill crept up from my back and tracked all the way behind my ears.

Whose idea was this and what was the purpose?

He had no way of knowing.

This is the question that the young man wanted to ask:

How can the person who set up the plan be sure that he will not reveal it to Danzo?

Is this a gamble?

No matter what, the person behind the scenes made the right bet.

He really wouldn't reveal it - he was Tobirama's student and a child of the Sarutobi family. There were some things he was destined not to do.

Even just as Sarutobi Hiruzen, he had no such plan.

Decisions and answers are already made before questions arise.

In a trance, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt as if he was just a toy of the person behind the scenes.

He had no body and no soul, just like a puppet, being manipulated by others.

He was fulfilling his role, but he didn't even dare to ask who his master was.

It’s not that I can’t, it’s that I don’t dare.

It’s not that I can’t think of it, it’s that I dare not.

In the moment of choosing not to dare, Sarutobi Hiruzen once again became a puppet.

"What's wrong? Have you nothing to say?"

Shimura Danzo snorted complacently, turned around and walked away with some disdain.

Lord Tobirama had never looked at him like that before.

It's looking forward to and hoping for.

Going back further, no one had ever looked at him like this.

My parents always talk about other people's children, but I have never blamed them for not being able to bring me any bloodline limits.

The teacher's eyes always fell on the children from wealthy families, the most prominent of whom were Sarutobi Hiruzen and Uchiha Kagami.

He is like a colorless background, and can only strengthen himself with language and imagination.

But compared to Sarutobi Hiruzen, everything about him seemed so ridiculous.

It's just different now.

Danzo's disdain disappeared the moment he turned his head.

He trampled on the grass in the village almost cruelly.

With the arrival of the plague, the once neat and clean grassland is now overgrown with weeds.

Tall and short, with flowers and without flowers.

They were all crushed under the feet of Shimura Danzo.

Be it flowers or grasses, they all turned into a chaotic juice, exuding a charming fragrance.

The kids always refer to it as the smell of grass.

But if the grass juice spurts out, the smell it emits is the smell of grass.

The blood sprayed out on the battlefield should also emit the smell of human beings.

Danzo Shimura didn't care about all this. He just breathed in the air greedily and walked happily on the grass to find the source of the plague.

Be like the Hokage and deal with problems proactively.

he thinks.

We should be like Hashirama-sama and not wrongly accuse anyone.

he thinks.

Be like Sarutobi Hiruzen, be like a fool.

Shimura Danzo stopped thinking.

Something seems wrong.

He is always skeptical and good at measuring everything with the ugliest side of human nature.

But he already knew that Senju Tobirama didn't like this way of thinking.

"Are you thinking about something?"

What appeared before my eyes was silky black hair.

The other person's entire face was wrapped in cloth, but Danzo could somehow imagine his appearance.

A few days ago, a wandering merchant was walking on the street with Tsunade, and he met me, and they had some conflict.

But despite the conflict, Danzo actually developed a favorable impression of this wandering merchant.

"Ah... I remember you are..."

Well, that's just what Danzo thought he liked. In fact, he may never have had any real affection for anyone except those who could bring him benefits.

The disappearance and reappearance of fragments of memory are always unexpected.

"Cough cough..."

He saw the other person covering his face and coughing, looking uncomfortable.

Really, why did you come out if you're not feeling well? Aren't you already causing enough trouble for Master Tobirama?

"I am Shimoyoshi..."

Neji's brows were curled up under the cloth covering him.

Just because Danzo can’t see Neci’s expression doesn’t mean Neci can’t see Danzo’s.

This half-enemy who murdered my father is more annoying than I imagined.

"I guess so, but it has nothing to do with you."

Danzo's expression became even more distorted.

"Even if there is no herb merchant like you, I will still be the one to solve the plague in Qiaotou Village."

Perfect, neat, like a Hokage.

The Hokage would not doubt everyone with the most malicious thoughts.

So he had to put his doubts aside.

"Ahem... As you can see, I'm just a burden that holds you back."

Neji fought poison with poison, and although the opponent’s attitude was a little off, he still landed safely in the pit.

Everything was as expected.

"Everything here still depends on you, Danzo-kun. It is up to you to solve the problem and bring health... ahem... to Qiaotou Village."

Danzo stood there, listening to Nora's speech in a daze.

Nora spoke slowly.

It is much slower than the clouds in the sky and the glass on the door.

Nora spoke very quickly.

The mouth opens and closes before the next sentence comes.

"Bring the advantage to Konoha."

This sentence seemed to flash by, but also seemed to be played back in slow motion.

What are the advantages here?

It's just a small village infected with plague.

If it happened in other countries, the filmmakers might not care.

Only Lord Tobirama would come here in person - it's a pity that he hired the wrong person and brought a burden with him.

"Hmph... You don't need to say such things."

"Just be your own burden!"

Danzo walked past Neji, and the scent of cough medicine on the boy wafted into his nostrils.

Cool and slightly sweet.

A taste that had nothing to do with him.

"Stop causing trouble for Master Tobirama."

Danzo had already left, but he did not forget to turn around and add this sentence.

What a good mood.

"Host, this Tuan Zang really doesn't know what's good for him!"

Neji felt the same way.

"Although the mission steps have not been updated yet, 001 feels that Danzo should be killed now to eliminate the trouble once and for all!"

To be honest, Neji felt the same way.

If Danzo died now, would his father be able to survive?

"If Danzo dies now, will there still be Danzo in the future?"

The system said speechlessly, "Host, what nonsense are you talking about? There must be no more. Besides, whether there is a host or not is also a question."

001 realized what nonsense he had said the next second, and added tremblingly:

"Maybe... they are definitely happier than you, the host!"

...

Danzo is walking.

Danzo is working.

Danzo was leading his men to restore order.

But in Danzo's mind, only one sentence kept echoing.

"Bring the advantage to Konoha."

"Bring the advantage to Konoha."

...

His ambition, at this moment, was rising and falling, rushing to its highest point.