Still Talking About Deception, You Still Have to Watch the Old Man!
The Three Little Ones, who had just arrived at Yamanaka Kei's house, were completely bewildered at being ruthlessly abandoned.
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Seeing that their teacher was about to go out temporarily, the three of them originally intended to arrange another time to visit.
But Yamanaka Kei solved all the problems with a Shadow Clone.
He had already tricked three free laborers over, how could he let them go so easily? Who would roll the dough in the afternoon, who would wrap the buns, who would grind the soy milk?
The Shadow Clone stayed at home, washing and cleaning all kinds of pots and pans, while methodically directing the Three Little Ones to work.
Might Guy kneaded the dough, Yuhi Kurenai washed and picked vegetables, and Shiranui Genma chopped the meat.
The three of them worked enthusiastically.
Yamanaka Kei, on the other hand, went with Tsunade towards Konoha Hospital.
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In a special care ward on the third floor of Konoha Hospital.
Shimura Danzo, sitting on the hospital bed, had an IV drip in his left hand and was quickly flipping through the latest intelligence reports from various ninja villages on a small table.
A Root member wearing an Anbu mask and Anbu standard equipment dutifully guarded the bedside.
The ceiling and walls of the ward were densely covered with Destructive Insects, each no bigger than a grain of rice.
Although the constant wriggling of the large number of Destructive Insects made the ward environment look particularly eerie.
But compared to the extremely high consumption, difficulty in maintaining for a long time, and the need for multiple people to maintain a defensive barrier, this small shortcoming was completely insignificant.
Shimura Danzo finished reading the intelligence from each village and closed his eyes to sort out the information in his mind.
He then picked up a blank scroll and began to assign the tasks that Root ninjas needed to perform in the next two days.
Click
The door to the ward was pushed open by a slightly aged hand.
The Root ninja next to him lowered his head slightly and bowed to the three elders who entered the ward.
Shimura Danzo's sinister gaze swept over.
Only after seeing Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi, as well as Torifu Koharu and Mitokado Homura, did he restrain some of the coldness in his eyes.
He closed the scroll in his hand and temporarily put it aside.
"What is it?"
"Hasn't Tsunade come to treat you yet?"
Sarutobi Hiruzen walked to the sofa on the side and sat down, not minding his friend's cold tone and indifferent attitude.
He understood his friend's emotions and somewhat sympathized with his situation.
After all, anyone who was affected by an unknown force, having to be on edge every moment, guarding against attacks from who knows where, probably wouldn't be in a good mood.
"She probably can't wait for this old man to die here."
Shimura Danzo's single eye stared intently at the right hand Sarutobi Hiruzen had just used to take out his pipe, the air pressure around him instantly dropping a few notches.
"She just has some misunderstandings about you, we all see your contributions to Konoha."
Sarutobi Hiruzen, faced with his friend's silent condemnation, ultimately put away his pipe.
Really.
If you don't want me to smoke, then don't. Why are you glaring at me?
"Hiruzen, you're too indulgent with Tsunade! And Jiraiya and Orochimaru, look at what they've become!"
Torifu Koharu and Mitokado Homura also sat down on the sofa to the side.
Hearing Sarutobi Hiruzen's evasive words, they retorted without any mercy.
Jiraiya was too free and undisciplined, ignoring Konoha's ninja management rules.
Every time he took on a mission, he would use the excuse of gathering information to search for the elusive Child of Prophecy for Mount Myōboku, often staying away for extended periods.
Tsunade was lazy and irritable, frequently absent from high-level meetings without reason, sneaking out of Konoha to drink and gamble.
Wasn't it just a man who died right after she gave him a token of love?
Her husband had been dead for so many years, was she really so devastated?
And Orochimaru!
He took on missions diligently, but as soon as he returned, he would bury himself in the research lab, obsessively indulging in ninjutsu research.
If this continued, something was bound to happen sooner or later!
"Tsunade is still young, her personality inevitably has some minor flaws. For the sake of the First Generation and our teacher, please be more tolerant."
Sarutobi Hiruzen once again avoided the important points, not mentioning Jiraiya and Orochimaru at all, only briefly talking about the problems with Tsunade.
He even brought up the First Generation and Second Hokage, wanting Torifu Koharu to let the matter drop.
But Sarutobi Hiruzen clearly underestimated the long-accumulated dissatisfaction and anger of his old comrade.
"Being young is not a reason for her to be degenerate and decadent! The achievements of the First Hokage and our teacher are not capital for her to act recklessly! As a descendant of the two, she should be a Konoha ninja who..."
Bang!
The door of the ward flew off the wall from a violent impact.
The twisted and deformed door slammed straight towards Torifu Koharu, who was sitting on the sofa.
As a former member of the Second Hokage Tobirama Senju's shadow guard team, and one of the best Jonin.
Torifu Koharu, who had just celebrated her fifty-first birthday, although her strength had declined significantly, was not as old and weak as she would be during the Fourth Shinobi World War.
Instinctively, she lashed out with a whip kick, barely managing to kick the deformed door panel away.
She herself staggered back to the window of the ward.
Buzz!
A large number of Destructive Insects instantly enveloped the hospital bed.
Shimura Danzo watched the edge of the door, deeply embedded in the swarm of Destructive Insects and stopped less than ten centimeters from his head, the hairs on his body slowly falling back down.
He glanced at Tsunade, who had kicked the door, and Torifu Koharu, whose face was full of anger.
He almost couldn't suppress the killing intent within him.
They clearly knew he was being plotted against, and that any accident that occurred would ultimately target his head.
Yet these two women were still fighting in the sickroom?!
Was their brains filled with water?
Or did they really have the idea of taking the opportunity to send him off?
Yamanaka Kei, standing a step behind Tsunade, saw the door falling to the ground and the swarm of Destructive Insects covering the entire sickbed through the empty door frame, and sighed with regret in his heart.
As the old saying goes, good people don't live long, but scourges live for a thousand years.
This old fellow Shimura Danzo was really capable of living!
He looked to the side, at the Root member who had blocked the door with Destructive Insects, whose presence was weak, and who was silently standing in the corner of the wall.
He understood in his heart.
Judging from the timeline, this should be Aburame Ryoma, whom Danzo regarded as his right-hand man after the Third Shinobi World War in the original story.
Not very old, with decent strength, probably stronger than many Konoha Jonin.
While Yamanaka Kei was quickly observing everyone in the sickroom.
The veins on Tsunade's smooth forehead bulged, and the azure Mitotic Regeneration instantly turned pitch black.
"Old woman! Enough!"
"Did I say anything wrong?!"
Torifu Koharu quietly moved her slightly numb right leg, but refused to back down in terms of momentum.
Even though Tsunade's strength was far superior to hers now, she didn't think she had said anything wrong!
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Sarutobi Hiruzen quickly stood between the two, skillfully acting as a peacemaker.
"Tsunade, Koharu was just a little harsh in her wording, you know her, she never has any malice towards you."
"Koharu, you too, we all watched Tsunade grow up, so naturally we hope she can become better, but even as elders, we must pay attention to our methods..."
"Tsunade, we are old, the future of Konoha still needs your generation to support it, we worry about the future, so naturally we will unconsciously raise our demands on you..."
"The First Generation and Second Hokage entrusted the burden of the future to us, and we can't help but worry that we are not doing enough, not doing enough..."
Sarutobi Hiruzen's rambling, yet sincere words, gradually caused Tsunade's aura to subside.
Mitokado Homura nodded in agreement.
Torifu Koharu, who had been arguing with her neck stiff, also took several deep breaths, and her expression slowly softened.
Only Shimura Danzo remained coldly watching, with a slightly mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.
"When it comes to wheedle (hūyou, soft persuasion), you still have to watch the old man!"
Yamanaka Kei watched the atmosphere rapidly ease under the Third Hokage's speech, and he was truly impressed by this old man.
With this level of playing peacemaker, anyone with a bit of affection for him would be confused, right?
No wonder he's the Hokage.
Danzo, learn from him!
Huh?
"Control your expression, control your expression!"
Yamanaka Kei, seeing the mocking expression on Danzo's face, immediately realized that his own expression had been a bit off.
He quickly exerted two hundred percent of his acting skills, copying Mitokado Homura's expression.
Me! Yamanaka Kei!
A new generation inheritor of Konoha's Will of Fire!
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