Chapter 49: Leaves and Roots
The three generations of Hokage sat in an office chair and watched Shimura Danzo, dressed in black and with a pestle and a cane, walking towards him step by step.
Every time we meet, there is a strange feeling that the three generations have a strange feeling, and Danzou is like himself in the mirror, the same and the opposite.
Over the past few decades, the three generations have become more and more like Tuanzang, and Tuanzang has become more and more like the three generations.
"Don't look any further, Hichi, this kid isn't Orochimaru. "Sitting down in front of the Hokage's office desk, Shimura Danzo said to the three generations.
Three generations waved their hands, and the image on the crystal disappeared. He took a sharp drag on his cigarette: "You seem to know something about this child, tell me about it." β
Shimura Danzo said with drooping eyes, "I saw him eight years ago, when he was a baby. When Orochimaru met me with a stroller and said it was his baby, I was shocked. But now that I think about it, like A, he's probably an experimental specimen with Orochimaru's genes. β
The eyes of the three generations flashed. "Eight years ago. Danzo, you actually have a connection with the defected Orochimaru!"
In the face of the power of the three generations, Tuan Zang had an indifferent attitude, and he mocked: "Isn't this what you want, Ri Chop." If you were really ruthless, then today's Orochimaru might not exist. Speaking of which, the research of the Great Snake Pill has helped me a lot in the past few years. β
The three generations frowned angrily, and after a few puffs of cigarettes, they gradually calmed down. He glanced at Shimura's bandaged arm and didn't speak. Speaking of which, Danzo's original arm was cut off by the enemy ninja Wind Escape while covering himself in a battle.
"I didn't come to you to talk about Orochimaru's experiments, Hichichi. I want to talk about the Uchiha. Opening his drooping eyes, Danzou forced his gaze at the three generations of Hokage.
"You and I both know that the Uchiha's problem can't be delayed any longer. β
The three generations took a breath and softened their tones.
"Uchiha... Isn't the Uchiha working on it? There are Itachi in the Uchiha clan who are monitoring the Uchiha's every move, and every rally can't escape our eyes. By the way, and your subordinates, these children are working hard for the village and the Uchiha. As long as we try to mediate and give the Uchiha clan enough trust, then..."
"Stop kidding yourself, three generations. β
Danzou abruptly interrupted the words of the three generations of Hokage.
"Just today, the Uchiha clan had another rally. Their discontent with the village is growing. You know what they're going to do when their discontent is at its peak. They are the Uchiha, the Uchiha who has been guarded by the second Hokage. β
"We can give more trust to dissatisfaction, as long as we trust him more and eliminate their dissatisfaction. β
"Less naΓ―ve, Yuan Fei is slashed. The estrangement between the Uchiha and the village is a problem that the second Hokage can't solve. You..."
"That's enough, Shimura Danzo, I'm the Hokage!"
With this loud shout, the room fell silent, and between the three generations and the group, only curling green smoke remained.
Face to face, Danzo's one-eyed eyes and the three generations stared at each other, and those wrinkled eyes were as sharp as when he was young.
His eyes were full of unwillingness, and the green tendons of Tuan Zang's hand holding the cane burst out, almost crushing the cane. Then, Danzou exhaled and relaxed like an ordinary old man.
"yes, you're the Hokage. You are the one who has taken over all the expectations of the second Hokage and entrusted them to the people of the village. Danzo's tone was surprisingly calm.
"I still regret it. I regret why I struggled with my life and my village in that moment. Isn't it a belief that has been decided a long time ago to give everything for the sake of the village? β
The three generations of "Danzang" opened their mouths and wanted to say something.
"Hizai, since we were disciples of the Hokage together, we have been fighting against each other, and we have always been evenly matched.
Until the time I made that choice, I was a few seconds slower. β
"A few seconds slower, a complete loss. Lost for a lifetime. β
"Since then you have been a leaf in the sun, and I have become the root buried deep in the ground to draw nutrients from the leaves. β
"As Hokage, you want a light, a great image. And the things you can't do, but have to do, I'll do it for you. You understand the need for my existence. β
Speaking of this, Tuan Zang couldn't help but sneer.
"You know what's been the funniest thing I've been doing lately? My root just killed a ninja according to your will, and the next day you take that good old man's face to comfort their family. β
Danzo's hand holding the cane reached out in front of the three generations who had froze.
"Look at this hand, Sunslash. This hand has done a lot of dirty things, and it has even stained the blood of many people from the same village. But you and I both know that the prosperity and stability of Konoha will always be indispensable to this hand. β
"For the Uchiha clan, I've already come up with my own solution. However, the decision is yours. After all, you're the Hokage. β
With that, Danzo stood up from his chair and walked towards the door with his cane in hand.
"I will ask my roots to strengthen the patrol of the Uchiha clan station, and I will also tell Shisui and Itachi to strengthen the surveillance. β
"Tuanzang, I understand, I'll gather Koharu and Menyan to discuss it together, and you can come with it. Even if I'm the Hokage, I won't rule alone. β
After the sound of Tuanzang, three generations of dry voices came. After a pause, Danzou walked out of the door of the Hokage's office with his cane in hand.
It was only at this point that a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Tuan Zang's mouth. He walked more briskly with his cane. No one knows you better than I do, Sunslash.
"I'm just selling it and selling it for pity. You're still as soft-hearted as γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» ever. β