People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

Although it didn't match the exterior, Aizen's writing room was lit.

Sometimes you can see Aizen writing here alone at night because of depression or whim.

What I have to admit is that Aizen is indeed the number one calligraphy and painting master in Konoha Pai, and even famous names from other countries occasionally come to buy Aizen's authentic works.

Because those words and sentences always have an inexplicable charm, wanting to make people get close, and even more wanting to make people surrender. Even Kakashi, who had an inexplicable hostility towards him, thought the words looked really nice.

Only this time, the haori man sitting in the brightly lit writing room was not Aizen.

From the outside, he looks like a man in his twenties.

With a Konoha forehead protector on his head, and wearing a pure white haori, he was kneeling on the ground with a numb and miserable expression on his face.

It's just that it's different from the pure white blue-dyed haori on the back. This man's haori has the imprint of the Uchiha Uchiha fan on his back, and there is also a huge "six" character.

In Konoha, no one would dare to use the Uchiha Uchiha fans casually. After all, those red-eyed guys are not something to mess with. Occupying an important position in the guard and also a member of the largest family, members of the Uchiha family generally have their eyes above the top or their minds are extreme.

It was the first time Kakashi saw Uchiha with a miserable face. Can't help but look twice.

Then he discovered that this Uchiha had no shadow under his feet under the light.

‘Forget it, anyway, it’s about that guy, he’s already Konoha’s consultant, and it’s normal to have some strange connections. Just leave it alone. '

Hatake Kakashi soon realized that this was not something that he, a six-year-old child, should be in charge of, so he planned to go back to his house to rest.

But just as he was about to leave, the Uchiha who was kneeling on the ground wearing the No. 6 Haori, with a miserable face seemed to sense something, his body trembled, and he subconsciously looked at Kakashi in the direction.

And the moment those red eyes saw Kakashi, he immediately heard a familiar voice.

"Ah, Mr. Mirror."

Although the voice was low, it was full of gentleness and magnetism.

Aizen quietly appeared in the room that was empty just now.

In this slightly muggy night, that familiar figure was still wearing haori and glasses.

The tall but not burly Aizen Soyousuke was sitting in front of the chopping board, grinding ink, and said to the messy-haired figure behind him without raising his head:

"It really surprised me to come here at this time. Is it because the original place is too dark?"

"...I want to fight for the village."

Glancing in Kakashi's direction vaguely, the man who should be called Uchiha Kagami turned to Aizen's direction with a numb and sad expression.

"The village has reached a crisis point. We discussed it. At least we should be allowed to do something at the beginning. The third ninja world war is about to break out soon, and we must stop it."

"In my impression, I have never stopped you."

"Aizen. We have so little time to go out. Is this bad news for you too?"

"How could it be? I am satisfied with being able to do this. You already have the ability to maintain your own body, and the rest is just a matter of course."

After writing the word 'war' on the rice paper on the table, Aizen had a flat expression on his face, and said in a deep, magnetic and convincing voice:

"Moreover, this war is a continuation of the last hasty war. The reason is also to fight for a better living space. What reason do you have to prevent the war from happening?"

"Even if it doesn't work, you should try it."

"try what?"

"Make the world peaceful and go tell them it was just an accident."

"Then, Duan Jun, the acting captain of the second team, and Jing Jun, the acting captain of the sixth team, I think the strength of the two of you is more than enough for the current situation."

"It's just that... there is no way to protect Konoha yet."

"Guard Konoha? Just because you want to?"

Aizen, who was sitting in front of the table, sighed, pushed his glasses, and did not look at the members of the Uchiha family who were kneeling on the ground behind them.

"Konoha doesn't need someone's protection, but everyone can do it together. Now they can do it by themselves. If it takes someone's unique sacrifice to win, it's not about uniting everyone and using everyone's strength to win Victory, then the meaning of the existence of such an organization seems to be gone.”

"What the first Hokage-sama pursued was not the so-called perfect world achieved by someone's sacrifice, but a village created in the hope of finding a home for all the war-torn people. He was maintained by everyone, and Not a person."

"Kigami-kun, Konoha is a village, not a prop used to satisfy your self-satisfaction and to move yourself. Don't you believe in the judgment and ability of the third Hokage-sama?"

Aizen's voice is gentle and powerful, full of fire will and strong persuasion.

Even Kakashi, who was eavesdropping outside the door, nodded secretly, feeling that what Aizan said was not wrong at all.

If the will of fire is not fair and everyone cannot fight for it, then what is the difference between Muye Village and the chaotic Warring States Period?

But in the face of such a powerful statement, the member of the Uchiha family with shaggy hair shook his head firmly.

"No, I don't believe it."

Such an impassioned and forceful answer even stunned Aizen for a moment.

And Uchiha Kagami, who was kneeling on the ground, looked calm, as if he didn't realize that he was slandering the Third Hokage.

For the village, every Uchiha has the possibility of insanity. And this confidant just sat there with his head lowered, talking about his thoughts in a hoarse voice like a sleepwalker.

"What you said is indeed very reasonable, but I still decided to go to the front line. The initial solution of mimicry is almost completed, and you should also need data."

"Then, let me stress it again. I have never actively restrained your actions, but I just suggest that you should not do that. If you insist on doing it, I have no reason to stop you. I just hope that you will do it sensible judgment."

"That is to say, have you agreed?"

"I have never objected to your ideas from the very beginning, I just put forward my suggestions."

Looking at the Uchiha kneeling on the ground, Aizen pushed his glasses, smiling gently and contagiously.

"It's just a kind reminder to you. Friendship and faith are illusory things that are easily broken in the face of reality. Believe in former friends and lovers, the next day may become very difficult."

"We are willing."

"That's good."

Aizen nodded.

And in the next moment, the man sitting on the ground disappeared in front of Kakashi.

That kind of weird and terrifying speed even made Kakashi's mind a little bit overwhelmed, and in the next moment, he suddenly felt the hairs on his back standing upright, and subconsciously looked behind him.

A pair of scarlet pupils with spinning three-god jade calmly looked at the startled Kakashi, allowing him to open the static blood suit on his body and rush out to assume a defensive posture.

'What kind of instant body technique is this? Is there such a powerful Uchiha in the village? '

Kakashi was startled when he saw the figure disappearing out of thin air with the sound of '咻', and then reappearing behind him.

Even though he wanted to get in touch with this mysterious person at first, Kakashi subconsciously pulled out his kunai and short sword, intending to perform a wave of two swords.

It's just that there is no time for him to play. That pale Uchiha-like face looked at Hatake Kakashi who looked vigilant, with a complex and indescribable pain. It's like looking at some ignorant child who recognizes a thief as his father.

"... Hatake Kakashi, isn't it?"

After a while, seeing the vigilant look of the young man in front of him, the man from the Uchiha family sighed.

"Sakumo Hatake's genius son... the next time you take a peek, be careful to hide yourself. Don't be discovered by that man."

"Huh? Aren't you in the same group?"

"..."

Listening to Kakashi's question of course, Uchiha mirror's expression suddenly became a little complicated.

"Things between adults may be very complicated, but they are also very simple. Aizen Soyousuke is different from us, so we must pay more attention."

"Oh, you can't pretend you didn't hear that."

Standing at the door of the writing room, Aizen put his hands in his long sleeves and looked at the two people who were talking with a smile.

"Personally attacking me in front of my face in my home, even if I have a gentle personality, I will be honestly angry."

"It would be nice if you were really angry, Aizen."

"Is it really good to waste time now? Duan Jun should have been waiting at your agreed place for an hour."

"……you're right."

Taking a deep look at Aizen Soyousuke who was smiling, the Uchiha man disappeared with a 'swoosh' sound.

This time Kakashi vaguely saw something different. The moment before Uchiha mirror disappeared, a black shadow appeared under his feet, which was engulfed and transferred in an instant.

And looking at his cheap son who was thinking about the mechanism of ninjutsu, Aizen Soyousuke walked over slowly, looked at Kakashi who was thinking hard, and raised a few words.

"Uchiha Mirror, Kato Dan. These two are celebrities in Konoha. If you want to know about these two people, you can look for information and ask other Junin. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises, Kakashi-kun .”

"Forget it, anyway, it's just someone related to you, I'm too lazy to look for it. I'm not that curious."

Kakashi squatted down watching the ground where the figure left, wiped the dust on the mud floor with his fingers, and finally sighed.

"The improvement of the Static Blood Equipment has been completed, what should we do next?"

"Then this is really a pity... Then, the next step is to study the blood-moving equipment."

Looking at the disdainful Kakashi, Aizen shook his head with some regret, and pushed his glasses with a smile, as if everything was under his control.