Restarting Life: Call Me the Leader of Konoha

"We failed again. Including this rampage, a total of eight elite jonin were sacrificed."

"The Eight-Tail has more tails, so it's harder to control than the Two-Tail."

"How long will this continue..."

Hanging on the high hall surrounded by white flowers is a black and white photo.

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From time to time, whispers could be heard among the crowd dressed all in black mourning clothes.

"The next Jinchūriki should be..."

"It's him, it's him."

All eyes fell on the figure of the young man in the front, waving his weapons in a strange manner.

"The highest honor, the title of Eight-Tails! So I offer you my incense~"

"It's probably not going to get any better..."

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"The power of the Jinchūriki is unexpectedly strong."

Lying on the soft bed, Ye Cang stared blankly at his bandaged hands.

The ominous chakra became even more frightening after the opponent was covered with a layer of tailed beast coat.

If there was still a chance to fight wits and courage before that.

With the keenness of a ninja, Ye Cang knew very well that he had no chance of winning in his condition at that time!

No wonder all the major ninja villages, including Sand Village, are trying to control this kind of power...

"It depends on the Jinchūriki himself. Although I am reluctant to admit it, I am still some distance away from Killer Bee in this regard.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

As he spoke, he puffed into the soup bowl and Yu Mu Ren suddenly tilted his head and asked.

With Lady Tsunade's personality, it is impossible for her to be patient and take care of others.

At the same time, Jingyin is also busy with daily trivialities and it is difficult for her to find any free time.

Therefore, the person who took care of him these days was Yu Muren, who was theoretically responsible for the "safety matters" of several people.

We can't go anywhere, can't move around freely, so all we can do is chat...

"Well, normal activities should be fine."

Ye Cang tentatively clenched his five fingers into a formation, then nodded slightly.

There was no obvious discomfort, and according to the standards of medical ninjutsu, being able to recover to this extent in such a short time was enough to be called a miracle.

I'm afraid even Grandma Chiyo is not as good as her.

This is just Shizune, Tsunade-sama's disciple... Of course, Slug also helped.

"But in the end, I still envy him."

Yumujin's expression relaxed, and then he said, "We all became Jinchūriki at a very young age, but at that time, I dared to stay alone. I can notice that even the ninjas assigned by the superiors to take care of my daily life look at me in the same way...

"But that guy actually walked on the street openly, even though he had a few rotten eggs hit on his head. I still can't understand this."

Yu Muren sighed and shook his head.

"Can you understand? A little boy, mumbling strange words that no one can hear, making strange gestures, stepping to strange beats, walking on the street like this, with a broken rotten egg hanging on his head..."

More than just strange...

It’s simply unreasonable!

A funny scene formed in his mind, and Ye Cang couldn't help laughing.

"I was thinking how could there be such a stupid person in the world, and like everyone else, I naturally became one of the people being laughed at.

“But in the blink of an eye, he has become known as ‘Master Kirabi’ by the villagers.

"Now that I think about it, if I hadn't seen such a wonderful person around me who was both 'the same kind' and 'different', I might not have been able to get to where I am today..."

"So you are 'Yumoku-sama' now too!"

Ye Cang smiled and joked: "That's what I heard someone call you last time."

In the days before the war, the two walked side by side through the streets and alleys, and everyone they met would respectfully call out "Master Yumujin".

Of course, Yu Muren still had a calm look on his face, and didn't seem to take it to heart.

Just like now...

"This title actually has nothing to do with me."

The wooden man leaned against the edge of the table and said slowly: "They don't respect me, but they respect - or fear my ability. The root of this is that the village needs me. I don't think I am treated well or respected. This is something I have always understood deeply...

"As an absolute strategic weapon, the meaning of Jinchūriki's existence is only for war, nothing more."

If a knife is not sharpened and does not shed blood, how can its value be measured after its blade is covered with dust?

"If it weren't for the war, I wouldn't even have the chance to prove my worth..."

Yu Mu Ren frowned, looking at the bandaged hand that suddenly pressed on his wrist.

"Your hands are not yet..."

"No, that's definitely not the case."

He was interrupted before he could finish his words.

Looking at the other person's determined eyes, as if he was determined to make him believe something, You Mu Ren was stunned for a moment.

"You are not a weapon of war. Believe me, no one is born to be a victim." Ye Cang spoke each word clearly. Although he had a sickly face, his eyes were so sharp that it was hard to look at him.

"To see yourself as a sacrifice is the stupidest thing I've ever seen!"

Seeing her sharp words, You Mu Ren came back to his senses quickly and smiled.

"It seems that we are really the same kind of people."

What......

Just as he was about to speak, the bowl of soup was suddenly brought to his mouth.

"Come on, drink it."

"It's already cold..."

Ye Cang couldn't hide his disgust in his eyes and instinctively wanted to avoid him.

Decoctions are bitter to begin with, and the bitterness becomes even more pronounced when they cool down.

In fact, this is not the first time that the temperature has been re-warmed. These days, I have been considerate of the patients and have accommodated them in every way.

But it seems that this time it is not going to do so...

"Don't worry, I promise it won't be cold and it won't be bitter." You Mu Ren said meaningfully, and then he lowered his head and took a sip.

What does it mean?

"wait wait wait!"

Ye Cang's eyes froze for a moment, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

He moved back uneasily, but a hand pressed against his head, stopping him in his tracks.

"You, you, you...what are you doing~"

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I do not know how long it has been.

"You don't want one in a mouthful, but you still finish it?"

The wooden man held the porcelain bowl between his fingers and turned it over, revealing the clean bottom of the bowl.

Ye Cang looked ashen, unwilling to dwell on this, and said with his hands covering his lips: "Ahem! By the way, um...why haven't I seen Kakashi recently."

Kakashi...

He hasn't been here?

Yu Muren felt strange, and then said: "These days, I have seen him running to Yunlei Gorge during the day. As for why..."

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