Uchiha Clan, in a big house.
A middle-aged ninja in his thirties and a young ninja in his twenties were sitting on their knees, and the atmosphere was a bit quiet.
"I can't imagine that Sakumo sama would choose to end his life in this way!"
"Well, if he could become Naruto, with his character, he might be able to change the current situation of our clan!"
"Yagidaime-sama, do you think that Sakumo sama's death might have something to do with us?"
"Patriarch, you think too much. Although our clan is feared, it's not to this extent! "
"Yes, I think too much." Fugaku nodded and sighed, "It's a pity that I'm still too young, and my prestige can't convince the masses!"
"This kind of thing can't be rushed, you can only subtly change people's minds." Uchiha Hachidaime-Sama looked dignified, "Compared to the clan, I think Patriarch should pay more attention to the changes in the outside world!"
"I'll trouble you to pay more attention to the clan's tendency." Fugaku nodded and hesitated, "As for the outside world, should we bet on Yondaime-Sama Naruto in advance?"
"Although Orochi Maru's attitude towards us has always been ambiguous, but showing goodwill in advance should …" Uchiha Hachidaime-Sama sighed, but he found that the man in front of him was frowning. "Patriarch, what's wrong?"
Fugaku pondered for a moment, "I'm sorry, Senpai, compared to Orochi Maru sama, I'm more optimistic about Minato."
"Minato?" Hachidaime-Sama was lost in thought, and it took him a while to remember, "Jiraiya's disciple?"
Fugaku nodded heavily, "Although I don't recognize the will of fire, but if I have to say, it can only be him!"
Hachidaime-Sama was shocked, "You're so optimistic about him, but he's still too young, and his strength and prestige can't be compared to Orochi Maru."
Fugaku smiled, "In terms of strength and prestige, Sakumo sama should be above Orochi Maru sama, but what's the result? Naruto sama wants to choose someone who can truly inherit his … No, it should be the first sama's will! "
After a moment of silence, the Eighth Generation slowly nodded. "Perhaps you are right. Moreover, sending charcoal in the snow is better than adding flowers to a brocade. It's just … how do you plan to get in touch with him? "
Fugaku's face was gloomy. If his analysis is not wrong, it means that Sandaime may really attach great importance to Minato.
Under such circumstances, rashly approaching would only backfire.
At this moment, a commotion broke out in the courtyard.
"Amazing, amazing!"
"Yes, yes, senior is really a monster!"
Hearing one of the familiar voices, an awkward expression appeared on the Eighth-generation Patriarch's face. "I've made a fool of myself."
Fugaku chuckled. "Children should be more lively."
At this time, the two excited people finally saw the situation clearly and hurriedly saluted.
"Father, Uncle, Chief!"
Seeing that there were other children around, the Eighth generation didn't want to be rude. "Xiunian, what are you guys discussing?"
Hearing this, Shunian also became excited, "It's a battle between our school, and it's an A-class ninjutsu duel!"
At first, when he heard that it was a battle in the school, the Eighth generation was very calm, but when he heard about A-class ninjutsu, he was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.
Even among Jonins, A-class ninjutsu is an absolute trump card. When did such a level of ninjutsu appear in the school?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there a new Jonin in the school?"
Shunian and Bordered Soil shook their heads. "No, it's a battle between the first and second years."
The Eighth generation's mouth twitched, and when he was about to curse, Fugaku stopped him. "One of them is Hatake Kakashi, right?"
"Hatake?" The Eighth generation was surprised.
"White Fang sama's son." Fugaku nodded.
"No wonder." The Eighth generation's eyes were complicated. Almost all of them grew up in the shadow of White Fang.
"What about the other one?"
"It's Garashi."
"Garashi?" The Eighth generation's eyes lit up. "The kid who put you back on the right track."
Shunian said without any embarrassment. "That's him, haha, last year I was able to fight with Garashi, but now I can't last more than five seconds!"
The Eighth generation and Fugaku were surprised. Shunian was a genius who opened his eyes at the age of eight, but he looked down on himself.
Bordered Soil nodded in agreement. "After all, senpai is a genius who developed an A-class ninjutsu at the age of six!"
Puff!
This time, both Fugaku and Shunian were speechless.
Being able to master an A-class ninjutsu at this age is already exaggerated enough. As for developing an A-class ninjutsu, is this something a human can do?
Seeing the two so excited, Bordered Soil quickly explained. "In fact, senpai said that he only provided the inspiration and idea, the rest of the details were completed by Nii-san."
"That's a little more acceptable …" The two sighed in unison, and then stared at each other. "What's the name of this Minato you mentioned?"
Bordered Soil was shocked. "Minato!"
Fugaku Yagaku looked at each other and smiled. Then, he looked at the two of them amiably. "How old is Shushi? Does he have a close female classmate? In the future, bring him to our clan to play, we also have a lot of cute girls! "
Bordered Soil and Shunian also looked at each other. It's over, the clan leader seems to be broken!
…
Wood Leaf Hospital.
Kakashi was lying on the hospital bed like a salted fish, staring at the ceiling in silence.
At this moment, a sound came from outside the door.
"Kakashi -san, can I come in?"
Hearing this voice, Kakashi's eyes flickered.
After a moment of silence, he said. "Please come in."
Garashi walked into the ward, closed the door, and sat on the chair next to Kakashi.
"Senpai, you … what's the matter?"
"Actually, I've been thinking for a long time about whether to talk to you." Garashi looked solemn. "Because … what you said before you fell yesterday."
Kakashi's eyes were indifferent. "Do you want to talk to me about that trash?"
"It's uncomfortable to say something that goes against your heart, isn't it?"
"I don't."
"If you really think so, you wouldn't have challenged me with Sakumo senpai's sword!" Garashi stared at Kakashi's eyes.
"I, I just want to prove that I'm not the same as that trash!" As if he didn't dare to look directly at Garashi's eyes, Kakashi awkwardly turned his head away.
At this moment, a barrier opened.
Kakashi looked back in surprise, only to see Garashi said with a smile, "What I'm going to say next is just some of my personal conjectures. It's not good if it's misunderstood by others, so let's set up a sound sealing formation."
Kakashi wasn't surprised that Garashi could use such a simple barrier, but his heart was also aroused by curiosity, and a little bit of hope that even he didn't know what he was looking for!
Garashi looked serious. "First of all, do you think Sakumo senpai is strong?"
Kakashi was silent for a moment. "Everyone I've met is amazed by his strength!"
"Yes, he's a powerful ninja that even my sensei admires!" Garashi sighed softly and changed the topic. "So, do you think such a powerful ninja doesn't have a tenacious will?"
Kakashi's eyes flashed brilliantly, but he still said, "Isn't he the best example?"
Garashi shook his head gently. "Then I'll ask from another angle. I heard that Sakumo senpai hasn't been in a good state for the past few months?"
Kakashi complained, "It's all his fault for being a busybody and saving those irrelevant people!"
"Will the result change? Maybe, the public opinion will say that Sakumo senpai is too cold-blooded? "
Kakashi was startled and stammered. "How, how is that possible? The person who completes the mission is a hero! "
"Who knows, it's just a guess." Garashi smiled and changed the topic. "However, when Sakumo senpai made this decision, maybe he was thinking that he didn't want you to have a cold-blooded father!"
Kakashi's eyes were confused.
Garashi continued. "In fact, it's a little strange. Sakumo senpai is not in good health, why does he frequently go on missions? It's not a wartime state where missions are urgent! "
Kakashi's palm suddenly clenched the bedsheet. "You mean, someone wants to target him?"
Garashi shook his head. "I don't know, it's just my guess. After all, if there is a misunderstanding, it must be very uncomfortable to be misunderstood by your own son!"
Kakashi shook his head frantically, as if he didn't want to believe this answer. "Impossible, he's so strong, who can target him?"
Garashi sighed softly. "What if it's because of you?"
Kakashi was stunned. "Could it be that he's afraid that I'll be targeted, so …"
"All of this is just my guess. Maybe Sakumo senpai is really a coward?" Garashi smiled and stood up. "Shouldn't you be the one to uncover the truth?"
Kakashi breathed heavily. "You're right, I have to pull myself together. Whether he's a hero or a coward, at least these things should be investigated by me!"
Shushi turned around and walked outside. His right hand, which was wrapped in bandages, was soaked with blood because he had forcibly formed a hand seal.
Tears welled up in Kakashi's eyes, and he was moved. "Senpai, thank you!"
Garashi waved his hand without looking back and sighed softly. "It's always difficult for gentle and correct people to survive, because this world is neither gentle nor correct!"
"Neither gentle nor correct …" Kakashi muttered to himself, looking at Garashi's back with a burning flame in his eyes. "If it's you, senpai, you can definitely create a correct world!"
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