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

Chapter 60 The End

The villagers are the sea, the boundless sea.

They are zombies who are not completely dead yet, they are just being controlled here.

Can a dog walker even think of this step?

If it were Danzo, he would definitely kill all these villagers - in Danzo's eyes, the people here were no different from garbage from the beginning.

Sarutobi Hiruzen felt like there was something stuck in his throat. He looked back with difficulty, but did not see the scene he expected.

The young man lowered his head, as if he had withdrawn from this world.

Look at the door room again.

It seemed that he had never seen Lord Tobirama so helpless since he was a child.

The Hokage hugged the boy, seeming to be frozen.

I guess human emotions really are contagious.

For some unknown reason, Sarutobi Hiruzen could sense Tobirama's thoughts.

The great Hokage is regretting.

What are you regretting? What is there to regret?

Sarutobi Hiruzen's throat was extremely dry, and the air he inhaled seemed to evaporate his blood.

Obviously, they are the ones walking the dog...

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked back again.

It was the corpse of a villager.

They did not die from the plague, but died at the hands of Danzo.

Severed heads flew everywhere, and the charred corpses gave off a pungent smell.

It's the smell of protein being grilled.

The first thing Sarutobi Hiruzen thought of was the roasted venison he had eaten last night.

The wild animals have a unique sour taste, which is surprisingly good.

It's a smell that makes your blood boil.

But how could what is in front of us not be the same?

Raw and cooked meat are mixed together. Is this the price of "walking the dog" just for these people to live here?

Do these people deserve to be killed by Danzo just for standing here?

Ninjas shouldn't be dazed on the battlefield, but can this place really be called a battlefield?

Sarutobi Hiruzen moved forward relying on his body's instincts.

He was like a monkey hiding in the mountains, nimbly avoiding the villagers rushing towards him.

The villagers were slow in action, but they had an absolute advantage in numbers.

Are there so many villagers in Qiaotou Village?

Sarutobi Hiruzen visited every household and met almost everyone in the village.

But most of the people in front of me are unfamiliar faces.

Tall or short, fat or thin, male or female, old or young, all walked towards him in the same posture.

There were only two of them fighting.

Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't think Tobirama would join in on this farce.

I don't think Danzo Shimura would be able to notice anything either.

It seems like everything is controlled by a big hand.

As a spectator of the "dog walking", he had somehow become a part of the dog walking venue.

He would not reveal a single word to Danzo Shimura.

This was not because the person walking the dog was related to Lord Tobirama, nor was it because there had been any grudge between him and Danzo.

What made Sarutobi Hiruzen make the decision were the villagers in front of him.

They are all living beings, with their own experiences and memories, things they cherish, and people they love.

Do people who walk their dogs also have this kind of understanding?

Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't know that he had countless grievances and endless dissatisfactions in his heart and he didn't know where to vent them.

Maybe I shouldn't look back.

The boy looked so fragile.

He doesn't look like a chess player, but rather a pitiful and lovable victim here.

"People who are loved by God are loved wherever they go."

A sentence that he saw from somewhere appeared in Sarutobi Hiruzen's mind.

He accurately pulled away the villager who rushed in front of him, and rushed towards Sakuragawa Honoko who was hiding behind the crowd with his samurai sword.

"How naive."

The girl sneered.

"It's hard to imagine that an uncle like you would make such a decision."

Uncle? Hey, hey! He just looks a little older, but he is far from being an uncle!

The cigarette box in the ninja bag on his thigh began to heat up, attracting Sarutobi Hiruzen's hand like a black hole.

It would be nice if I could smoke one at this time.

But it's just thought.

Sakuragawa Honoko's reason for mocking his naivety soon emerged.

"This is my stage. Extras should just become dinner for these kids."

The ground, which was still just waves, quickly caved in under Sarutobi Hiruzen's feet. He reacted extremely quickly and made a judgment almost instantly.

The ground had sunk in, so jumping would be futile.

But as long as it is matter, the speed of movement has a limit.

It is true that Sakuragawa Honoko has a terrifying amount of chakra, but even as a first-rate earth-style ninja, the defect in speed always exists.

Sarutobi Hiruzen threw down a large number of detonating tags as if they were free, only to receive a whisper from Danzo Shimura.

"Just want to be in the spotlight."

Even though they were about ten meters away, Sarutobi Hiruzen could still hear what bad things Danzo said about him.

"So, uncle, you are still too naive!"

Another snap of the fingers, but no land movement.

When the detonating talisman arrives, it will naturally explode.

That huge amount of money is enough for an ordinary family's food expenses for a month. What a waste of money.

But this gold is really about to turn into dirt.

"Uncle, if you are not prepared, you can't beat me."

What is controlled by the snap of fingers is not the land.

But the villagers.

The speed of the ground really cannot catch up with the detonating tag.

Keren can.

The villagers received the order and changed their previous slow pace. It was as if their muscles had their own consciousness and moved their master forward.

Taking uncoordinated steps, but moving forward at a strange speed.

They fell on the detonating talisman one after another.

Which one is more powerful, the Explosive Talisman or the Fire Escape?

The original Sarutobi Hiruzen would pout and answer after careful consideration:

"Everyone's Fire Style is different, and the number of Detonating Tags is also different. I don't think there is any comparison between the two."

But now, he has a more definite response.

Practice makes perfect, and he got his own answer.

The power of the detonating tag is far stronger than Danzo's fire escape.

Is that blood and flesh flying everywhere?

It should not be.

"Hey, you two handsome guys over there, do you want to come over and play too?"

Sakuragawa Honoko was no longer interested in Sarutobi Hiruzen - and Danzo Shimura, who was slowly approaching from the side, was also uninteresting.

It's better to stand far away...

The fact that my big explosion was blocked just now should be related to these two people!

Honoko's stage needs to have handsome guys like this to perform.

instead of...

The girl looked at Sarutobi Hiruzen who was standing there in a daze with disdain.

Covered in blood foam - really boring.

You're already such an old ninja, why would you feel sad over the death of a few people?

Moreover...

Maybe it would be more interesting not to tell him.

"All these people died because of you, uncle!"

"If you hadn't thrown those detonators, they would have lived a lot longer."

"You killed them..."

"Yes..."

"Huh? That's weird..."

Why does your neck feel cold?

The girl belatedly put her hand on her neck, but only felt something sticky.

I don't know when the idiot standing in front of me became my idiot partner.

There was a cross-shaped scar on his chin, which showed that he was no longer the fool he was at the beginning.

And behind him was Sarutobi Hiruzen.

In his hand he held a knife dripping with sticky blood.

It was bright red and still looked warm.

Whose blood is this?

what...

Sakuragawa Honoko fell down after realizing it belatedly.

It's his blood...

"When...?"

"Of course, when you are feeling smug!"

Danzo Shimura looked at Sarutobi Hiruzen with disdain.

"I'll let you take the spotlight this time."

Although the strategy was his idea, Sarutobi Hiruzen was able to understand it - and was able to briefly give up his ridiculous values, which Shimura Danzo still found rare.

This is a one-time...

"Well done, Danzo."

Tobirama placed his hand gently on Danzo's shoulder and praised him like this.

What?

Well done, Danzo?

Who? Him!

The person being praised is very happy, but the person who praises others still has other things in his mind.

Is praising even part of walking the dog?

Sarutobi Hiruzen stood in the shadows, looking at Neji with disdain.

How could Lord Tobirama be in the mood to praise someone?

Now, praising Danzo - and only praising Danzo, is just part of walking the dog.

"Then I'll leave the work of taking care of the villagers to you."