My Hokage Journey

The atmosphere at the scene also changed from solemn at the beginning to tense, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

Just when Danzo was about to use his skills to keep people alive, a voice suddenly sounded from behind, affecting his movements.

"Hokage-sama has an order, please come over, three of you!"

Anbu wearing a fox mask quietly walked out from behind, and the stroll felt like walking on the noisy streets of Konoha instead of this dark and dignified basement.

To be able to appear like this quietly without being discovered by everyone in advance, this ANBU's stealth skills are already fully equipped.

Everyone's eyes fell on him at this time, and the three disciples of Danzo and Sarutobi naturally recognized this person's identity early.

His appearance changed the situation here again. Although Danzo felt aggrieved, he still waved his hand to make everyone retreat.

"Senior, this child needs treatment, we can't delay it any longer!" Tsunade said softly.

"Go!" The voice came out through the mask, with unquestionable certainty.

Now that someone had broken off, the three of them no longer hesitated and left the dark basement with the unconscious injured person.

The scene suddenly became deserted, leaving only the two people looking at each other.

Danzo stared coldly at the troublesome man below.

Hatake Sakumo, the contemporary head of the Hatake clan, his sword skills can almost be called the best in Konoha. Everyone knows the name of Konoha White Fang. His short-distance speed is even comparable to the flying thunder god's technique. Konoha's The existence of one of the top combat powers.

"Does Sarutobi know what you mean by pretending to tell him like this?" Danzo suddenly sneered and said leisurely.

He reached out and took off the fox mask on his face, revealing a gentle, mature and handsome face, and said loudly, "The seeds of Konoha should not be buried deep in the soil!"

……

In Senju's house, in a clean and tidy room, the lights were bright, and a sudden operation was going on in an orderly manner, even though it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Minato was sitting at the door feeling restless. Jiraiya's explanation to him before could not reassure him. Why did things become like this? Is it just because he was too genius?Is genius a mistake?

Lu Ming's pale face before was still lingering in his head.

Is this kind of Konoha really the Konoha in my heart?

Strength, only strength is the most direct way to solve everything. If I had strength, if I could surpass everyone, if I could become Hokage, nothing would have happened!

With this in his mind, the young man took a deep breath, looked up at the night sky, and his expression became determined again. This was originally his dream.

Suddenly there was light rain in the sky. Rainy days seemed to be quite frequent this winter.

At this time, Orochimaru and Jiraiya were drinking wine in another room, waiting for the operation to be completed.

He couldn't help but smile as he picked up the wine glass. He just recognized the disciple on a whim. Maybe he was a little too concerned about it. Looking at Jiraiya beside him who rarely calmed down, he felt funny again.

"Jiraiya, do you think human beings are too fragile? A single stab can kill their lives." Orochimaru stroked his wine glass with chopsticks and suddenly sighed.

"Whose life is not like this? Even someone as powerful as the First Hokage cannot withstand death! But there is no point in living for too long. It is enough to have a process in life."

"Is it enough to have a process?" Orochimaru repeated Jiraiya's words. When will this empty-headed teammate be able to say such philosophical words!But his idea is different from his own, "Your idea is good, but

This is not my path. I want to continue my whole life. I want to collect the things I see along the way. I want to know a lot. I want to see all kinds of strange ninjutsu and forbidden techniques. I want to To see clearly or understand the nature of this world. "

If Lu Ming were here, he should be able to understand the speech of a scientist with a strong thirst for knowledge. Unfortunately, the person next to him now is Jiraiya, a novelist who is only interested in women and works part-time in erotic reading.

However, the fact that two people with different personalities can sit together and chat like this actually adds some indescribable fun to life. Conversations between smart people are convenient and neat, but communication with such upright people is not that easy. It's boring, at least sometimes you will feel something about him, or be baptized by one of his words.

Orochimaru's words made Jiraiya a little uninterested. This was the difference between the two people's ideas. In fact, this feeling would only get deeper and deeper. Jiraiya was troubled by these the most. He picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp. Why would he think so? No matter what, they are good friends who grew up together, as long as you know this.

If you are drunk today, just drink, and put aside all those inexplicable worries.

……

At 03:30 in the morning, the door was finally pushed open, and Tsunade walked out with a tired look on her face. However, this expression clearly indicated that the operation had been successful. Jiraiya and Orochimaru still had considerable trust in their teammate. Minato knew that He was also relieved by the news, but Tsunade's next words made him stunned again.

"Although the operation was successful, it will require at least a month of rest, and even after full recovery, the sensitivity of the hands and feet may not be as good as before!" Tsunade did not say clearly how much it was not as good as before, but everyone present could basically hear it. The sigh in her voice.

For a ninja, this ending seems a bit cruel. The top three who have just graduated are now told such bad news. It is like a joke played by God on him, but it makes people unable to laugh at all.

He didn't know how his friend would face all this after he woke up. What would it be like if it were him?

It might be hysteria, depression, or depression. He couldn't imagine what kind of person could face such a thing with a smile, especially a young man who usually worked hard enough to do this.

……

And this news seemed to have wings and flew over Konoha in the morning. There was naturally Danzo's contribution behind it. Of course, the external rhetoric was an accident caused by carelessness in personal training.

No discerning person would believe this statement, but what does it have to do with them? It has nothing to do with themselves, and it would be great if it was just used as a conversation piece after dinner.

As old enemies, the Uchiha clan did not put up lights and clapped their hands to celebrate at this time, but people talking and laughing could be seen everywhere.

"Look, look, I'm just saying this guy won't be proud for a long time!"

"That is, what will happen to someone who offends our Uchiha clan? This is already an advantage for him!"

"I heard that he seems to have to recuperate for another two months!"

"No way, isn't it going to be a battlefield soon? Then wouldn't he be able to delay it for a long time?"

"Yeah, so this is great luck for someone! Hahaha!"

……

Along the way, listening to the words and deeds of these people gloating about their misfortune, Uchiha Fugaku didn't pay any attention to it. At this time, he felt like jumping out of the chessboard to see the whole game. These Uchiha people were just like him before, ignorant and ridiculous. .

Ridiculing cannot suppress others, and the other party's strength will not waver in any way. Wouldn't it be more practical to have this kind of time to do some cultivation and improve yourself?

Smiling softly in his heart, he continued to walk towards the training ground in the forest with impartiality...