Konoha Year 44, August.
The aftermath of the third Shinobi World War finally dissipated, and Konoha returned to its previous peaceful atmosphere.
There was an endless stream of civilians who came to issue tasks, and the backlog of tasks during the war made these ninjas who just returned from the battlefield busy again.
In Masahiko's shop, there was a long-lost customer, Hatake Shomao.
Masahiko was slightly disappointed with Shuo Mao's "new arm" after hammering it for a long time.
It was an arm made entirely of steel and Chakra conductive metal, and it didn't have the advanced technique of connecting nerves that Masahiko imagined, so it could only be controlled through Chakra.
"Elder Masahiko, this is enough, as long as it doesn't affect my daily life."
Masahiko shook his head, "I'll find a way to get you a better arm in the future, but with this thing installed, your strength can't be restored to its original state."
After losing his right arm, Shomao's strength was almost halved. Even if his right arm was broken, he can't become "Hatake Yang Guo" by practicing with his left hand, and his strength will increase by another level.
The swordsmanship of the Hatake Family uses both hands. Most of the swordsmanship in Naruto's world is the same.
He thought that Yuna would bring some surprises, but he forgot that Yuna has always been interested in those steel machines and has no research on the human body.
"This is enough, Elder Masahiko." Shomao repeated again.
Masahiko smiled and shook his head, "Why are you comforting me? Where's Kakashi, didn't he come back with you? "
"He came back, but he was stopped by your little apprentice, and the two went to the training ground to fight."
"This guy is looking for trouble again, can't he bear it? He just opened his Sharingan, and his strength is soaring."
Masahiko was helpless, although Shomao opened two magatama, he didn't make much progress in other aspects except for his eyesight. If he is so eager to challenge Kakashi, he will be beaten again.
But this is what Masahiko wanted, Shomao needs "stimulation."
After a moment of silence, Masahiko spoke again.
"Let's go and celebrate the recovery of your arm … even if it's recovered, I'll treat you to some ramen."
Shuo Mao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Such a big matter, and yet they treat him to a bowl of ramen?
Masahiko noticed Kuroto's expression and shook his head, "You don't know how popular the ramen is now, these ninjas who came down from the battlefield haven't eaten it for months, it's like they're suffering a loss."
"It's still early. I'm afraid we won't be able to get in when it's time for dinner."
Shuo Mao was stunned. Seeing that Masahiko had left, Shuo Mao hurriedly chased after him.
Sure enough, there was still nearly an hour before mealtime, and the seats in Yi Le Ramen were almost full. There were civilians and ninjas.
Seeing the two of them enter, the noisy environment fell silent for a moment. Then, there were endless shouts of "Lord White Fang".
Masahiko's face stiffened. He recalled that he was still a Yuanyi. If he were to eat with Shuo Mao, it would most likely arouse suspicion.
However, he quickly regained his composure.
"What's wrong with White Fang? Even if White Fang is not in good health, he has to take medicine! "
After that, Masahiko generously ordered two bowls of the most expensive ramen. He added both meat and noodles. He looked as if he was not short of money, which made Shuo Mao speechless.
"You … are really casual."
Masahiko ignored him.
On the surface, the two of them didn't care. But there was something wrong with the environment in the store.
After the two of them entered the store, with Shuo Mao's identity, it was reasonable for the noisy environment to be quiet for a moment, but it was a bit strange for it to be quiet for more than ten minutes.
Shuo Mao was usually not the kind of person who was too strict. How could he make the people who were eating not dare to speak loudly?
The two of them looked at each other and looked at the people in the store who were whispering to each other, and for a while, they were puzzled.
"Can't even eat in peace." Masahiko sighed and used the Wind Attribute Chakra. Not far away, the conversation between two chunin reached his ears.
"I didn't expect Orochimaru-Sama to be such a person …" One of them was disappointed.
"What's wrong? I think Orochimaru-Sama is doing the right thing. "
"Why are you … Quiet." It was another ninja who noticed the two of them paying attention to each other.
Masahiko listened without any head or tail. "What's wrong with Orochimaru? Was the human experiment discovered? "
He wanted to eavesdrop again, but found that there was not even a whisper in the store.
He shook his head helplessly. "Shuo Mao, go ask those two ninjas what's wrong with Orochimaru."
Shuo Mao was taken aback and did as he was told.
Masahiko didn't eavesdrop. He looked around and picked up all the meat in Shuo Mao's bowl and put it into his own bowl …
A few minutes later, Shuo Mao came back with a very ugly expression.
"Elder Masahiko, something happened."
Masahiko ate the noodles and said carelessly, "What happened?"
"Three years ago, the details of a confidential S-class mission that Orochimaru carried out were revealed. In order to complete the mission, Orochimaru … did not save his captured companions! "
Masahiko was startled. This story sounds a bit familiar, especially when he looked at Shuo Mao sitting across from him. It feels even more familiar. It's completely a pirated version of the original story.
"Saving your companions will cause the mission to fail and bring huge losses to Konoha. Even the companion you saved will blame you. Will you still save him?" Masahiko shook his head.
Shuo Mao paused.
"No need to say anything, I know." Masahiko waved his hand and ate the last mouthful of noodles. "Eat the noodles, it's getting cold. You don't have to worry about this matter. Just wait and see."
Shuo Mao hesitated and sat down. Just as he picked up his chopsticks, he was stunned.
Looking at Masahiko's figure leaving the ramen shop in a hurry after paying the bill, he was speechless.
"Is he really only treating me to noodles?"
…
In the Taobao shop.
Masahiko sighed in his heart. "The details of an S-class mission have spread so far, and it was three years ago. It would be strange if no one added fuel to the fire … Is it Danzo, or both Danzo and Hibiscus?"
"But what's the use of this? The target this time is not Shuo Mao, but Orochimaru. And Orochimaru chose to complete the mission, which may make some people think that he is unreasonable, but most ninjas will support him even more, right? "
"Do they expect Orochimaru to be unable to bear the blame of a small number of people and … commit suicide?"
The more Masahiko thought about it, the more he thought about it. If this really happened, then it must be a Genjutsu.
Sure enough, in the next few days, this matter gradually fermented in Konoha, from a small number of people knowing about it to everyone.
In the streets and alleys, civilians and ninjas were discussing this matter, gradually forming two factions. One side thinks that the mission is important, and the other side thinks that the companion is important.
As for Orochimaru, as the focus of the incident, there has been no reaction.
Until one day, another topic was added to the discussion: the new patriarch of the Senshoku Family, Senshoku Nozomu, denied Orochimaru's action and believed that he should save his companion.
This was the first time that a ninja with a high enough status expressed his opinion.
"Although Nozomu is a single-celled person, it is normal for him to say this in private, but he should not publicly refute Orochimaru …" Masahiko sighed in his heart.
"Killing two birds with one stone …?"
Cold and fever, still two chapters …
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