Naruto: Blood Mist Escape

"Outdated? Humph! Your thoughts are really weird and dangerous!"

Murayama Yuto, who had been smiling just a moment ago, suddenly became stern and exuded a bloodthirsty aura. His murderous intent was like a ninjutsu, causing turmoil in the forest and even causing the stream to ripple.

"Such a strong murderous aura! Murayama Yuto has used up all my chakra. Do you want to kill me?"

Under the suffocating murderous aura, Wuxin's face turned pale instantly, and he was in panic, and his steps retreated involuntarily. Although he knew that all the jonin were very powerful, he didn't expect that they were so much stronger than the teachers in the ninja school.

"Companions killing each other is an ignorant and outdated policy!"

Wuxin didn't understand why Murayama Yuto wanted to kill him, but Wuxin, who understood the village's policy, didn't believe that Murayama Yuto would dare to kill the village ninja for no reason.

"You keep talking even when you are about to die!"

Murayama Yuto shouted angrily, and the figure sitting on the stone disappeared. At a speed that Wuxin could not detect with his naked eyes, he instantly appeared in front of Wuxin and stretched out his right hand to slap Wuxin.

Wuxin's mind went blank and he closed his eyes, waiting for his fate.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Wuxin's shoulder was patted gently. Wuxin, who had closed his eyes and was waiting to die, felt the touch of his shoulder and slowly opened his eyes.

The face of the Jonin Murayama Yuto, who had been murderous just now, was very gentle. He gently patted Wuxin's shoulder and said softly:

"You are right. The Blood Mist Policy is a pedantic and outdated policy."

Wuxin's forehead was covered in sweat and his face was pale. Without the suffocating murderous oppression, Wuxin felt his legs go weak and he half-knelt on the ground.

At the same time, Wuxin felt a little frightened by Murayama Hayato's mood swings.

"Wuxin, you are the most talented ninja I have ever seen in my many years of ninja career. What's more precious is that you reject the blood mist policy..."

Murayama Yuto spoke slowly, squatted down, looked into Wuxin's eyes, smiled shyly, and said softly:

"Scared? Well, as a genius, you shouldn't behave like this, hehe."

Wuxin half squatted and rested for a while, and felt much better. Looking at Murayama Yuto's smile, he could not feel the slightest warmth, and thought to himself:

“This is a moody person, and I was really careless and used up all my chakra.

How could there be any ninja trained by the Hidden Mist Village who is not neurotic?

Compared to the coldness of other ninjas, Murayama Yuto seems to have a little bit of warmth that is different from others, but that's all."

Wu Xin's mind turned, and he said:

"I'm just a rookie ninja who just graduated from the ninja school less than a month ago. It's normal that I can't resist the pressure of a jonin."

"Haha, good, you are self-aware."

Murayama Yuto had a smile on his face, emitting a lazy warmth, as if the murderous person just now was not him.

“Wuxin, you are a genius, and a very smart one.

More importantly, the blood mist policy did not make you lose your feelings as a human being, which is even more precious than your classmate Momochi Zabuza. "

Murayama Yuto's expression became a little more serious, and after a brief pause he continued:

“In the village, there are many jonin who are dissatisfied with the blood mist policy. Of course, the jonin’s thoughts are all hidden very deeply.

In the past, I was a ninja who only cared about my mission, completing the tasks that I was supposed to perform as a jonin.

Later, I became a jonin, responsible for teaching genin students.

Many, many Genin students lost their lives during my missions to help me complete them.

Originally, I didn't care about the lives of the Genin. They were just consumables prepared for the mission.

Until my wife got pregnant, I started to see things differently..."

Murayama Yuto's serious face seemed to have thought of something, revealing a trace of kind light, and he smiled and continued:

"Looking at the little life growing in my wife's belly.

I began to reflect. As a ninja, I don't want my children to follow this path in the future.

However, my wife and I only know some skills in killing people. If we don’t become ninjas, what else can we do?

However, during my years of missions, I got to know the Fire Nation and saw a different situation from our village.

In the Fire Country's Konoha Village, the people of that village live in peace, and ninja students don't have to kill each other after graduation. The Genin start with simple D-level missions.

After the Genin has adapted to the ninja life, the difficulty of the missions will gradually increase, so that the ninjas can have more time to grow, which is why the Fire Country's Konoha Village is the strongest.

In view of this, I began to think, if our village is like Konoha Village, then will the Genin live a better life?

If you don't have talent, then just stop at being a Genin, which is also a good way to survive. There is no need to become a Chunin or a Jonin and live in meaningless fighting all year round.

The more Genin there are in the village, the more descendants of ninjas there will be. Among them, some geniuses like you will be born occasionally, and one person is enough to be as good as a hundred people.

So, in a sense, the power of the village has actually increased."

Wuxin heard the words and looked at Murayama Yuto in surprise. He didn't expect that there were such thoughts in the Hidden Mist Village.

"Teacher Yuto, is it because your child is about to be born? You don't want your child to go through the ninja graduation exam, so you started thinking about the pros and cons of the blood mist policy?"

"Haha, this is just one of the reasons. Boy, sometimes you shouldn't be too smart, okay?"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Murayama Hayato's face, and at the end of his speech, he patted Wuxin's shoulder.

"Teacher, you said that many Jonins in the village dislike and reject the blood mist policy, so why don't you jointly propose a remonstrance to the Mizukage-sama?"

Wuxin's fear and alienation caused by Murayama Hayato's previous mood swings disappeared. After a heart-to-heart conversation, he understood Murayama Hayato's thoughts.

"Our representative, Lord Yagura Karatachi, has been working hard for this, and the Third Mizukage also knows what the jonins are thinking.

But the Third Mizukage may have his own considerations...so he has been reluctant to cancel this outdated blood mist policy.

Moreover, after Lord Yagura gave advice to the Third Mizukage, we discovered that there seemed to be an Anbu monitoring us, the Jonin who wanted to change the blood mist.

Therefore, our thoughts only remain in our minds, and we dare not ask the Mizukage for help in a big way, for fear of..."

Murayama Hayato paused and did not continue.

If one violates the main ideology and policies of the supreme leader Mizukage, then he will have to be purged. Even if Murayama Yuto doesn't say it, Wuxin can guess it.

"This outdated policy should indeed be abolished, Mr. Yongren. I will work hard for it."

Wuxin didn't know how to comfort Murayama Yuto, so he could only express his ambition and loyalty.

Murayama Yuto smiled and said:

"Haha, there's no need for the Genin to fight for this. With Lord Yagura Karatachi, I believe the blood mist policy will be cancelled soon.

I hope you Genin can forget the pain of the blood mist."