Naruto entry

Page 30

"Got it, Mikoto-san."

Qingsi nodded.

This money is equivalent to living expenses.

All of Qingji's daily expenses come from here, including part of the subsidy from Konoha and subsidies from within the Uchiha clan.

It is enough for an ordinary person to live on, but it is still a bit of a stretch for a ninja.

"I also made an appointment with Fugaku to see you next time."

Mikoto waved goodbye.

Kiyoshi responded politely and closed the door only when Mikoto was no longer in sight.

"It's pretty much the same as before. We still have to make money as quickly as possible."

Qingsi counted the banknotes and put them away carefully.

The sunset red place can be exploited, but it is not a long-term solution.

The limit is to be able to buy an ordinary katana.

The last time he and Kakashi sparred, the blade curled and needed maintenance.

When we go to the battlefield on a mission, there will be no time to give Qingsi maintenance during the break.

"I still need a chakra knife made of special metal."

Kiyoshi secretly said.

The chakra sword can absorb the chakra properties of its owner, and the obstacle to chakra conduction is extremely low. Having such a weapon means getting twice the result with half the effort.

Then Qingsi took out the "Lightning Finger" which he had not practiced since he became a disciple, to deepen his understanding of Lightning Ninjutsu.

……

"Mikoto, you're here."

Fugaku, covered in sweat, took off his green ninja vest.

He was just training.

The most important thing for a ninja is to hone himself, otherwise he will either advance or regress.

"Has the subsidy been given to Qingsi?"

Fugaku asked casually.

"Give it to him."

Mikoto nodded, and suddenly found a hole in the chain mail that looked like a fishing net on Fugaku's upper body.

Ninjas generally wear a kind of protective gear that looks like a fishing net, which is called chain mail or chain mail.

"There's a hole in your shirt."

Mikoto pointed somewhere.

Fugaku followed Mikoto's line of sight and saw a two-centimeter hole, revealing the skin inside.

"He was burned by fire while practicing Fire Style just now."

Fugaku took off his shirt heroically, revealing his strong upper body.

"What's wrong, Mikoto?"

Fugaku noticed that Mikoto kept staring at his body and thought she was embarrassed.

"No, it's nothing."

Mikoto's delicate face shook.

After reconfirming, it was found that Fugaku's figure was indeed not as beautiful as Seiji's.

"I don't know how a kid can practice like that."

Mikoto thought to herself.

Although Fugaku looks taller than Seiji, his overall proportions are not very good.

"Yeah."

Fugaku smiled and took out a new chain mail from home and put it on.

He was somewhat confident about his physique. After all, he had been fighting on the battlefield for so many years and had experienced many hardships.

"The meeting is about to start, let's go."

Fugaku Road.

"Ah."

Mikoto nodded.

The gatherings held every once in a while are places that Uchiha must attend after becoming a "ninja".

The top of the Nanga Shrine is where meetings take place during the day, and even Uchiha clan members who are not ninjas can go there.

The secret room below is where the Uchiha hold internal meetings. To keep it confidential, ordinary Uchiha are not qualified to enter or know about it.

…………

The Hatake family.

The setting sun was hanging low in the sky. Kakashi hurried home after finishing his training as usual.

But when he opened the door, the air was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression, as well as a fishy and foul smell.

He frowned, took off his shoes, and said, "Father, I'm back."

But there was no answer from the house.

Kakashi's heart sank slightly as he walked towards his father's room.

Ever since he was criticized by his companions whom he had rescued on the street, my father has never left the house again.

When I walked through the living room, I saw several yellowed pieces of letter paper on the coffee table where my father usually entertained guests. They were covered with dense handwriting and the ink had not yet completely dried.

Kakashi took a glance and found that the words included "regret" and "negligence", and there was a strong sense of despair between the lines.

"Father?"

Kakashi felt uneasy and almost ran to open the door.

The scene inside the door hit Kakashi like thunder.

Hatake Sakumo fell on the tatami with a sharp short blade stuck in his chest. The blood had already dyed his clothes red and even seeped into the texture of the tatami.

The bright red liquid solidified into dark traces, emitting a suffocating smell of rust.

Kakashi froze in place, his eyes wide open, as if his brain couldn't process the scene before him for a moment.

"Why..." He finally managed a hoarse voice, staggered towards Sakumo's body, and knelt on the ground.

Kakashi's hand trembled as he gently touched his father's cold hand, but he touched the already stiff skin.

The sadness of losing his father, the anger towards the rules, and the self-blame for being powerless all flooded into his heart and almost drowned him.

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Kakashi didn't understand why his father did the most important thing for a ninja, which was to cherish his companions.

But why is it met with abuse and accusations?

After a long time, Kakashi went to inform others.

Not long after he reported it to the village, Jiraiya was the first to arrive.

"Sakumo actually..."

Inside the room, Jiraiya frowned.

He is about the same age as Hatake Sakumo, both born around the 13th year of Konoha.

However, Hatake Sakumo's reputation is far above theirs.

The so-called legendary three ninjas are considered glorious by outsiders.

But for them, it was actually a shame, that is, the three of them survived Hanzo's hands by chance.

Even though several years had passed and the three had made their own progress, the title of the Three Ninjas had already spread.

Only Hatake Sakumo was different.

He earned the nickname White Fang by himself!

The body of Hatake Tsumabuchi has been carried away by the ninjas from the medical team for an autopsy to rule out the possibility of homicide.

"Kakashi, are you okay?"

Jiraiya asked as he looked at Kakashi who had obviously lost his energy and became much colder.

"I'm fine, Master Jiraiya. Ninjas should prioritize their missions. Father broke the rules of ninjas, so he chose..."

Kakashi didn't finish his words and turned to walk out.

There were busy ninjas in the room, trying to find out if there were any spies who had sneaked in and performed ninjutsu.

Only Jiraiya stood there, his brow furrowed.

He had something to do and needed to carry out a mission, so the only ones who came some time ago were Tsunade and Orochimaru.

I never thought that this farewell would be forever.

"Old man."

Jiraiya sighed.

That's why he didn't want to stay in Konoha all year round, but went out to look for materials and the child of prophecy.

Although the big tree of Konoha is lush with branches and leaves and is sunny.

But when the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, there are still patches of darkness.

"Hehe, giving up your life, how foolish! Sakumo's understanding of the world is not even as good as that Uchiha brat."

Orochimaru walked in.

Following closely behind was Tsunade.

"Shut up, Orochimaru."

Tsunade frowned. After all, they were all fellow villagers, so what Orochimaru said was a bit sarcastic.

Orochimaru closed his mouth as he looked at Tsunade's clenched fists. He could still vaguely see the blue veins under Tsunade's fair skin.

Turning around and looking into the distance, that was the direction of the Uchiha clan.

"The strong chose death under the wind of Konoha, while the ignorant weak chased after it, hoping to survive and go further."

Is Uchiha Seiji the same type of person as me?

The interest in Orochimaru's eyes grew stronger.

Because, he is now also chasing the...wind of Konoha.

…………

A few days passed, and Hatake Sakumo's death seemed to have changed nothing.

There was a sudden decrease in the condemnation and gossip in the village.

Rumors began to spread that Hatake Sakumo was a hero who died heroically defending the village.

"Qingsi, do you want to graduate with me?"

Kakashi invited.

The dead fish eyes only have extreme persistence.

"Have you finished writing your submission application?"

Qingsi threw a shuriken.

The shuriken cut through the air and pierced the tree trunk. Three of the four metallic corners had already penetrated into the bark.