I teach kendo in the ninja world

Fire Country, Konoha Village.

Under Danzo's arrangement, some rumors about Konoha White Fang began to spread in a small area.

There wasn't much content, and it was vague. It was nothing more than "White Fang gave up the mission in order to rescue his captured teammates, which caused heavy losses to the village."

As for which teammate was captured?What mission did he abandon?What losses were caused?

None of these details were explained!

Only one solid name like Konoha White Fang appears in the entire article.

The reason why it is said to be a small circle is because the absolute number of people who got the news is not very large, but the social circle of a ninja is actually not very large. It is nothing more than teachers, students, a few friends of the same age, and nearby neighbors. , nothing more.

Therefore, it seemed to Hatake Sakumo that everyone in the world was accusing him of doing something wrong.

Even the mission report he had written was taken away by someone sent by the Anbu, and the Third Hokage did not give him a chance to report it in person.

This made him a little puzzled.

As a ninja who believes in the Will of Fire, he feels that his choice to save his companions was not wrong. As for the failure of the mission, he is also ready to accept the punishment.

but!

He had never thought of being treated coldly like this.

"Is there really something wrong with my understanding of the Will of Fire?"

Sakumo asked himself, but couldn't think of an answer.

Finally, he decided to find two teammates who had a common experience.

"They are probably suffering from this kind of pain, right? As the captain, I should comfort their emotions."

With this thought in mind, he walked out of the house.

Along the way, he felt that whether it was the old woman selling vegetables or the uncle baking pancakes, they were all looking at him with strange eyes. Even the children playing football seemed to be avoiding him.

"What exactly happened here?"

Sakumo looked up at the sky, the gloomy sky covered with dark clouds seemed to be a reflection of his current mood.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he quickened his pace, walked through the bustling streets, and arrived at the gate of the Hyuga clan.

"Hello, I want to find Hinata and Tsukasa, please let me know."

White Fang, who tried hard to put a smile on his face, said politely to the white-eyed ninja guarding the door.

"Hinata and Tsukasa?"

The man glanced at him contemptuously and said in a disdainful tone: "That scum who has insulted Hinata's name is being punished by the master of the family. He has no time to come out to see you. Please come back!"

"Insulting Hinata's name? What does this mean?"

White Fang was startled and asked quickly.

"Don't you know? He actually chose to give up the mission of the village for a mere captured waste! Do he think the lives of so many people in the village are not as important as that one person? This is simply nonsense!"

What else did the man say behind him? Hatake Sakumo could no longer hear clearly. One sentence echoed repeatedly in his mind:

Could it be that in his eyes, the lives of so many people in the village were not as important as that one person?

"I see, it seems I was really wrong? Did I put Zhihui's life above everyone else in the village?"

He repeatedly tortured his heart and staggered away from the Hyuga clan.

After he walked away, the Hinata who sounded arrogant just now said to his companions with some fear: "Was I a little too arrogant just now? He won't hold grudges against me, right?"

His companion rolled his eyes: "You were so involved when you said it just now, now you know you are afraid?"

"Nonsense, he is the [Konoha White Fang] after all! Aren't you afraid?"

"It's useless to be afraid, this is a task assigned by the clan leader!"

"Too......"

The man touched the Konoha ninja forehead protector covering his forehead, feeling sad.

Hatake Sakumo was distracted and walking aimlessly in the streets and alleys of Konoha Village. His body was stooped and his eyes were dull, like a walking corpse.

After the Third Hokage saw this scene through the crystal ball, he couldn't help but ask: "Duanzo, is that enough? Can you really help him find himself again?"

To be honest, Sarutobi Hiruzen never expected that Hatake Sakumo, the god of death who could stop children from crying with his name, would be hit like this by mere rumors.

When he looked at the sharp blade from the crystal ball that was getting rusty and dusty little by little, he also regretted the decision he had made before.

But things have come to this point. If the White Fang is not recast according to Danzo's plan, wouldn't this blade be lost in vain?

Facing the third generation's questions, Danzo still looked confident, except for holding a feather fan in his hand.

"Don't worry, there is one last step. This step will completely break all the persistence in his heart. Then it will be the best time to temper again."

Although Danzo's words were full of confidence, the Third Hokage always felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. He took a few puffs of his pipe and warned: "Don't let it go, someone is here!"

Sa!

As soon as the wind blew, a masked ANBU half-knelt in front of him.

"Send someone to Hatake's house to monitor Sakumo's movements."

"Yes!"

"Hiruzhan, you are too careful." Danzo shook his head, "My plan is foolproof!"

In the crystal ball, Hatake Sakumo walked around like a headless fly and arrived at the door of the Aburame clan's mansion.

"Now that we're here, let's see how Zhihui is doing. I hope he hasn't been greatly affected."

After praying in his heart, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Tuk Tuk!

Not long after, a man wearing a turtleneck trench coat and black sunglasses opened the door.

"You are......"

"I'm Hatake Sakumo. I came here to meet Aburame Shiki. Is he okay?"

"Zhihui?"

Although he couldn't see his eyes, Sakumo seemed to sense an ominous atmosphere from this short rhetorical question.

"How should I put it, it's not bad. At least there shouldn't be so many people in the Pure Land mocking him, calling him a waste and a sinner of the village."

"What, what?!"

Hatake Sakumo's already dry body somehow burst out with a force again. He stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the man's collar, and asked loudly: "What pure land? What do you mean?!"

"Hey!"

Shiguro Aburame shook her shoulders and easily broke away from Sakumo's hands. She held his collar with her backhand and said word by word: "Didn't I make it clear enough? That good-for-nothing Shiki Aburame is dead. Yes! Of course, with his sins, he may not be able to reach the Pure Land at all."

"Dead, dead? Why?"

Sakumo had a look of despair on his face, and his energy and energy suddenly dropped a lot.

"Oh, by the way, he kept chanting something before he died. Do you want to hear it?"

Aburame Shiguro imitated in a mocking tone:

"Captain Sakumo, if there is an afterlife, please never save me again..."