[Hokage] Terukawa

I stretched out my hand to close the door, and firmly blocked Dashewan's face that seemed to be smiling all the time behind the door. With the other hand, I grabbed the sample bottle that had just been put down, which was originally used for making The tattered ones didn't even move.

——Smiling, laughing, laughing all day long, laughing so disgustingly, it's enough.

I wouldn't want to see him again for the next week if I could.

As for these things...

I shook the sample bottle in my hand, and a dozen palm-sized dark red spherical fruits collided with each other in the glass jar. Due to the long storage time, their bright-colored shells have shriveled and become brittle. , there will be a crisp sound of "cracking".

If you want to fight against the "elderly guards" at the root, you will definitely not be able to fight head-on. If you can win and kill him, it's okay. If you miss... I'm not arrogant enough to think that I can fight with Shimura Dan Tibet is dirty.

and so……

Using a little roundabout trick to get him caught off guard is a fun way to start.

And it's time to try out Xueji's ability.The "friendly exchange" agreed with Kakashi in the morning was just a trivial matter, and it was time to prepare for the big event ahead.

Take a look at the recent --

The body of the first Hokage, which had been properly buried, was stolen by the daring high-level guards. Since Orochimaru can tell me without hesitation that the person is Shimura Danzo, it is only a matter of time before the third generation finds him; pull out the carrot and bring out the mud , once Shimura Danzo's actions are exposed to the eyes of the third generation, he will definitely seize the opportunity to bite Orochimaru back. Orochimaru has foreseen this incident, but he does not intend to refute himself, but is already defending for the future The third ninja world war has ended in the physical sense, but the war in the political sense has just begun. Konoha is still the victor, but is still hated by many ninja villages On the one hand, for quite some time to come, Konoha's think tank will need to maintain a state of confrontation, and we, Anbu's bricks, need to be moved somewhere.

...Let's see, let's not mention what I don't know, just what I know is a major event that can shake the current situation.As Minato Mirai's direct line, I cannot relax at any moment, and must be cautious at any moment, and as the best Anbu toolman on the battlefield, I must hold on to my strength at all times, and quickly adapt to the feel and feel of using blood successors in battle. Rhythm.

"You've been in there for a long time, how is it? Has the task been handed in?"

As soon as Hajime stepped out of the research hall, the gray-haired guard waved to me from afar as a greeting.

How did he recognize me at such a distance and I was wearing a mask?

——If I hadn't found out his origin from Orochimaru, I must have such doubts at this time.

"It's not good, the task has not been handed in," I softened my voice and made it look a little depressed, "Master Orochimaru is a little...too strict, he thinks the samples I collected are too dry , I have to go again."

"Uh...don't worry bro, after all, it's Oshemaru-sama," he stuck for a moment, and continued, "As the director of the research institute, his research work is also very hard."

"How hard? Will he stay up in the middle of the night waiting for my sample?"

The moment I blurted out the sentence, I noticed that the man's eyes moved to my mask, and then disappeared in the next moment.This veiled and quick look was astonishingly fast, like a breeze blowing across my cheek at a certain moment-but I knew clearly that it was not an illusion.

"The work of Anbu is not easy. When I am busy, I have to work overtime almost every day until the early morning. I have run all over the streets and alleys of Konoha. I can run with my eyes closed even if there are shortcuts hidden in the corners. , "I began to complain to him in a low voice, "Can Oshemaru-sama do it? He obviously spends all day in the laboratory...has he been out recently?"

"...Brother, I think your voice can be lowered."

The guard looked embarrassed.

"...Although what you said is indeed very reasonable, maybe the big shots have more important things to do. Oshemaru-sama hasn't been out much recently."

"Just wait for someone to deliver materials to him, right? I only came here last night." I said angrily.

"...It's really hard work for you." He said.

He looked at me again.I wonder.Just as subtle as before, and just as swift.

"Oh, by the way, according to what you said just now, brother, your boss usually has this... style?"

Suddenly, I pretended to lower my voice unintentionally, and gave a timely "brother".

The guard let out an "uh", and after looking around in a disguised manner, he lowered his voice even lower than mine: "Almost...although I also know that the boss's job is also very hard."

I can act quite well.

But isn't Shimura Danzo's job to provide for the aged?Is retirement also very hard?

Oh, so it's Shimura Danzo's old-age pension?That's fine.It's really you, Shimura Danzo, you can raise flowers even if you grow old, you are the perpetual motion machine of the ninja world.

Although I was about to die of laughter in my heart, I still held my voice firmly, and echoed him in a melancholy and emotional tone, saying something like "the generosity and dedication of great people", and the topic began to change. It becomes more and more unnutritious.After chatting back and forth a few words, I looked up at the wall clock hanging on the outer wall of the research institute—it was enough to test here.

After finishing the topic with a few casual words, I shook the sample in the bottle again, and said lightly, "Thank you, I feel much better now, and it seems that going out of the village again is not a bad thing."

"If you don't take the task as a task, but just as a matter that needs to be solved during the trip, you probably won't be so bored, right?" As he said that, the guard pointed at me with a smile. The sample bottle in his arms, "It's pretty pretty, isn't it?"

I sighed: "I wish I had your mentality, you seem to be more suitable for Anbu's position than me... Compared to going out all day, I still prefer to stay at home and eat." Sleep, sleep, eat, and be a useless salted fish. But I will still try to change my mind... Ah, by the way, I am very happy chatting with you, do you want to make friends, brother?"

Through Anbu's mask, I blinked at him through the eye holes, my tone was casual and relaxed, but my words were clear and serious.It's a look of me that most people like, and it's really good for making friends—and, by the way, it's even better if it's shown.

"Will you tell me your real name?" The guard raised his eyebrows.

"Of course I will. How can there be friends who don't reveal their real names to each other? But it's really not possible now. During working hours, I have to strictly abide by the rules... But there are also ways to make friends during working hours... Just wait for me."

As I said that, I pretended to tidy up my uniform, then raised my hand to pin all the black hair hanging in front of my eyeholes behind my ears, and finally stretched out a hand.

"Hello, my Anbu codename is Black Fox, what's your name? Can you be my friend?"

The person in front of me was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, he waved his hands while laughing, until he stopped laughing, he held my hand reluctantly: "Hello, Captain Black Fox, we Of course we can be friends, but of course the code name can only be exchanged for the code name, I...well, my name is 'Hongguo'."

"It looks like you haven't even thought about it, can you be more perfunctory?" Holding his hand, I complained mercilessly.

"I can also change the name to 'Research Institute', do you like it?"

"It's better to just call it Orochimaru."

"Are you really from Anbu? Why don't you have any desire to survive?"

"Are you really just an ordinary ninja? Why are you not afraid of us at all?"

"..."

"..."

We looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, and he and I laughed at the same time. I waved at him, and after getting his response, I turned around and walked outside.I don't know what his condition is, but from the moment I turned my back, the muscles in my whole body tensed quietly, and the smile that filled my eyes was completely restrained at this moment.

It's my victory to successfully hold his hand, but it's hard to say whether this has aroused his vigilance... Forget it, I'll think about this countermeasure later, the most urgent thing is to use his hand to conduct a wave of analysis.

There are calluses between the palms and the belly of the knuckles, but they are neither thick nor hard, which is different from mine.This shows that although he uses a knife, he doesn't use it very often. Considering that the unhardened cocoon will disappear within a few days, it can be boldly speculated that he only started to mainly use a knife recently.

The ten fingers are slender and strong, with well-defined joints. However, the four fingers except the thumb will subconsciously close together. This is not the state that will appear when the hand muscles are relaxed. It also shows that while I am wary of him, he is also paying attention to me. And this movement of his fingers...is a hidden weapon, he is used to firing hidden weapons.

The skin on the back of the knuckles is naturally raised, and there are no sarcoid scars or wounds, which means that at least he doesn't use his fists often.

Physical skills represented by fists, kicks, and sword skills are not obvious to him, and the influence of hidden weapon skills is somewhat narrow... His ninjutsu or illusion skills are definitely not weak.The overall model is biased towards long-range, even if it is combined with the previous guesses about sentient ninjas, everything is quite reasonable. This person is an excellent choice for long-range reconnaissance and support.

In addition, there is the most important point, which surprised me just now - he called me "Captain Black Fox".

How did he know that my position in Anbu is captain?

Out of necessary caution, I calmly recalled every sentence and every word I had just talked with him while walking, and finally came to the conclusion that I did not reveal anything other than the new code name "Black Fox". A little bit of information, and even if it’s just “Black Fox”, the old minister of Anbu once reminded me in a cold tone: changing the code name is definitely not something that can be publicized.

Just now, I told my so-called "new friend" my new code name - a complete lie is untenable, if I have to tell the truth... Well, it is all true from the bottom of my heart .

So the problem is not with "Black Fox", but with "Captain".

I thought that the most direct reason for changing my code name was that the mask was damaged when I was in Tango Country, so that I had to use my real face to face the weird "dough".In order to prevent any accidents in future missions, I took the initiative to ask my superiors to change my code name. As for Shimura Danzo already knowing that I changed my code name, I am not surprised at all. It is better to say that with his status and skills , I don't know it's not normal.

And the position of "captain" was given to me by three generations to save my life.I took the scroll from the third generation with my own hands, and handed it over to the old minister. The whole process was done independently, without delay. There should be very few people who know about it...

……

That is Hokage or Anbe.

Before today, he had been closely monitoring my movements in the Hokage Building or Anbu.

I thought very calmly.

But Shimura Danzo is now carrying a major suspicion, and if he wants to turn around, he must not make mistakes again.The third generation is also busy recently to rectify the reliable Hokage team that will be left to Minato. Let alone whether Shimura Danzo rejects it for the time being, there will definitely be circumvention and avoidance.Under such circumstances, will Shimura Danzo arrange key personnel in Hokage Tower?

...Theoretically speaking, it is not possible. No matter how you think about it, Anbu is more likely.But this is not a trivial matter after all. If possible, I will find a way to investigate both sides, but the top priority is to get rid of my... "new friend" without any trace.No matter what the "new friend"'s next plan is, the job of guarding the research institute will limit his mobility in a short time. What's next? It's undoubtedly only a blink of an eye to complete such a basic ninjutsu, but I'm still within his perception range, and this will undoubtedly make him relax his vigilance. If I can make good use of this time difference , you don’t have to worry about not completing your own arrangement.

I kept speculating in my mind about the possible changes in the next step, but I never stopped walking, with a steady, light step, and a relaxed and comfortable walking posture.Then, under the cover of the thick coat, I quietly touched the dagger pinned to the back of my waist before I left.I groped to pull out the thin sharp blade a few inches, and held it casually.

Sharp pain and coolness came from the palm of my right hand. I twirled my fingers calmly. It felt greasy, and it was indeed bleeding.

It's okay to bleed.

Blood successors that have never been used out of caution... now I can finally try the effect.

Thinking of this, my originally calm state of mind also gave birth to a bit of excitement and anticipation.I raised my head and scanned the front with my eyes. Not far ahead was Konoha’s commercial street. It was almost noon, and with a distance of tens of meters, the air was already filled with the faint aroma of food.

I paused, and carefully took out a bright red fruit from the sample bottle. After trying the feel, I held it in the bleeding palm, and the sticky blood immediately covered the fruit. surface.

I sensed it carefully.

Sure enough, the blood also contains special energy, perhaps this is the unique chakra of the Yasaka clan.The reason why I say it is special energy is because even though I don’t sense much now, even less can be manipulated by will, I can still clearly feel it... It seems to be a kind of energy that is inseparable from my blood. The power of division.

In other words, this power and my blood are combined as one, and this combination is obviously not limited to a simple form, but... as if they are of the same origin, and the two are inseparable.

In other words - this power is my blood, and my blood is this power.

Almost at the same time as I was trying to understand this point, I suddenly remembered the few lines of small characters I saw in "Brief Notes of Blood Succession Boundary" many years ago; "The Yasaka clan uses blood to fight, and the blood..." It was painted black with ink, and nothing could be seen clearly. Back then, I thought it was probably done by the righteous man himself.

Combined with the current situation...

I silently turned the fruit in my palm, so that it was covered with more blood, and then, I intentionally controlled the small part of the blood that I could manipulate to seep into the surface of the fruit, as for the majority of the uncontrollable... …

A thin layer of light cyan chakra silently covered the surface of the fruit. I used part of my mind to control this layer of chakra to exert pressure on the blood on the surface of the fruit, allowing it to pass through the surface of the fruit easily. Dry layer of dead cells.

"Where the blood goes..." I said in a low voice, but quickly stopped talking and didn't continue to express my guess - after all, it was too illusory guess and imagination.

After the treatment, the fruit has no other obvious changes except that the dry and brittle skin has slightly softened—even the smell is the same, it still exudes a faint plant fragrance, as if I just pressed it in It's not like blood at all.

……Strange.How can there be no bloody smell when soaked in blood until it is almost saturated?

I frowned and sniffed the bloody palm, and realized that it was indeed bloody, but... I don't know if it was my illusion, but compared to ordinary blood, its bloody smell seemed to be more... light?

...Forget it, time is tight now, not the time to get entangled in these details.

I frowned and used medical ninjutsu. The wound, which had already shown signs of healing, quickly stopped bleeding and healed under my gaze. After a while, it completely healed, and there was not even a little red left in my palm.

The props are finished, and the time... well, the time is not bad.

Then, the next step is to see if I have made the best move.

I turned around and glanced behind me, and the next moment, my figure disappeared in place.

——If I remember correctly, Chun Riqing at this time should be eating in restaurants on the commercial street.

Come on, buddy, help me take cover.