Naruto who made a lot of money at the beginning

Hatake Sakumo's funeral was small and very simple. Just put a black and white photo in the center of the hall, hang a few black and white ribbons, a few white candles, and a few wreaths and that's it.

Except for a few people sitting around who came to express their condolences, it was extremely deserted.

It is incomparable with the grand scene in which the whole village mourns and pays homage to someone after he or she dies. Indeed, maybe their identities are different.

But shouldn’t everyone be equal? They are both heroes of Konoha, they have also devoted their youth to Konoha, they have also made great military exploits for Konoha, but their treatment is completely different.

...The so-called equality of all people is just talk...

The gap in status before death is still there even after death.

Looking at his teacher's peaceful face in the coffin, Nobunaga felt that his heart was terribly cold, and there was a flame called anger that was just about to move.

Why...why did my teacher, who had made great achievements in Konoha during the Second Ninja War and was a hero of Konoha, only have so few people come to pay homage to him after his death?

Just because...suicide?

Nobunaga didn't know that rumors about Konoha White Fang were being spread throughout the streets and alleys of Konoha. Even though many people knew the truth of this rumor, they did not come forward after thinking about it over and over again.

There is no need to ruin your reputation over a dead man. After all, the once-famous White Fang of Konoha is dead. Dead people have no use value, right?

When people go away, tea is cool... It applies to any world. Even though he stood at the top of the ninja world during his lifetime, he was a presence that made countless people tremble.

This is reality, an extremely cruel and real reality.

But what can I do besides being angry? I have nothing.

Some time ago, he was complacent because of a little achievement, but now he realizes it again. In this world where people eat people, only strength is king.

Nobunaga clenched his fists. I want to become stronger, I will become stronger.

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from not far away. The sound was not loud, but it was so harsh in their ears.

"A guy who caused such heavy losses to Konoha died so easily."

"He is dead and finished. What about us? Who will be responsible for us?"

"Yes, this kind of suicide is really irresponsible."

"A coward escaping reality."

It was a few good-hearted villagers who gathered together, pointing at the portrait of Hatake Sakumo and making comments. A few people didn't deliberately shout loudly, but the people present were all ninjas, and to their ears, these people were no different from shouting loudly.

"What are you talking about?" Kakashi's eyes instantly turned red when he heard someone commenting on his respected father.

Even with Nobunaga's self-cultivation, he almost went violently. Nobunaga looked at these villagers with a cold look in his eyes.

If you don't want to cause trouble in front of the teacher's mourning hall...

"Don't dare let others talk about it if you dare to do it." One of them muttered. I don't know whether he felt it was bad to talk about this in front of other people's mourning hall, or he was frightened by the momentum of the two people, so he just muttered.

"Keep your voice down, they are all ninjas." When one of the sharp-eyed villagers saw Kakashi wearing a forehead protector next to Nobunaga, he quickly pulled the other companions to signal not to cause trouble.

"What about the ninja?" The other person's temper seemed to be rising, and his voice rose several decibels: "The ninja can do whatever he wants to cover up the truth? Why should we have to bear the responsibility for his mistakes?"

Cover up the truth? What truth? Bear the loss? What have you undertaken? ! What have you lost? !

"Don't ninjas just have to abide by the rules? People who break the rules are trash."

"I don't believe what they dare to do to me! Don't forget, this is Konoha!"

Yes, this is Konoha, peaceful Konoha. This is a Konoha village where ninjas and civilians have equal status.

It seems that just a few years of peace have made some people forget who brought them the stable and peaceful life they have today.

Nobunaga's face became terrifyingly cold, and his body exuded the aura of keeping strangers away. However, he did not take action. Not only did he not take action, he also held Kakashi tightly.

The other party's aggressive attitude had already made him realize that something was wrong, and there was a vague and strange aura lurking nearby. Someone seemed to be waiting for him and Kakashi to make the first move, and then take advantage of it.

This is a trap, a well-set trap waiting for you to take the bait. If he doesn't take the bait, he will continue to press until he and Kakashi can't help but take action.

Unless you are determined to be a coward, you will definitely fall for the bait.

Very good, really good... The teacher's death is not that simple after all. This is to kill them all. A cold light flashed across Nobunaga's eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all, you have that power!"

There seemed to be a voice shouting deep in Nobunaga's heart, but his reason told him that he couldn't do it yet.

Just when the situation reached a deadlock, a hoarse voice full of magnetism and unique charm sounded.

"So what if it's Konoha? Is this the reason why you are making trouble here?" A handsome man with long hair wearing a jounin uniform walked in from outside the mourning hall.

He exuded a colder aura than Nobunaga's, and just walking by him made people shudder. It's just that his breath is more cold.

Nobunaga met this man once when he was worshiping Sakumo as his teacher. One of the legendary three ninjas, Lord Cold Orochimaru.

"Lord Orochimaru." Nobunaga said respectfully.

After Orochimaru appeared, the faint aura disappeared immediately. It was obvious that the other party came to the rescue for him and Kakashi. The few villagers saw that the situation was not good and immediately ran away.

"Thank you, Lord Orochimaru, for your help." Nobunaga stepped forward and whispered. No matter whether the other party does it intentionally or unintentionally, if you help, you are helping.

Maybe it was just a trivial thing to him, but to Nobunaga and Kakashi it could even affect a lifetime.

Orochimaru waved his hand casually, elegantly, like a noble prince: "Sakumo-kun is a person I admire very much. It's a pity..."

Orochimaru said this without saying anything more, looking at Hatake Sakumo in the black and white photo, his eyes were full of regret.

The Sannin and White Fang almost all became famous during the Second Ninja War. As Konoha's high-end combat power, they have some friendship and a feeling of sympathy for each other. Otherwise, he wouldn't be there when Nobunaga apprenticed to Sakumo.

Unexpectedly, the powerful Konoha White Fang would exit in this way. With Orochimaru's perspective, he could certainly see that Sakumo's death was very strange, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness when he paid homage.

Looking at Sakumo's black and white portrait, Orochimaru felt extremely complicated.

You exist for such a ridiculous reason...then...how will I exit?

No! Before I learned all the ninjutsu in the world and understood all the truths in the world. I won't die easily...

I'll find a way!

Nobunaga didn't know that Sakumo-sensei's death had deeply touched Orochimaru.

"I was wrong at first." Nobunaga's performance and mind made Orochimaru's eyes light up, a rare compliment.

"You are very good."

"I hope your teacher's reputation will not be ruined."