Konoha: Subverting the ninja world from Danzang disciples

"Ninjas are nameless, ninjas are ruthless..."

The dim candle flame flickered on and off like a swaying and dancing ghost, reflecting the young but indifferent faces.

"Join the Assassination Tactics Special Forces, and you will be trained and screened by your roots."

A rickety body walked out of the shadows directly in front of him, and a low, hoarse voice echoed in the dark chamber, accompanied by the tapping of the cane.

The boy's eyes were covered with black cloth, his feet were bare, and his shirt was bare. He had a purple belt around his waist and a tachi. He had a round head and a thin but strong body with rugged scars.

He followed Danzo step by step, his steps steady and his rhythm completely consistent.

"You will carry out the worst mission, become the sharpest sword to protect Konoha, and live without leaving your name..."

Danzo stopped expressionlessly, his eyes scanning the faces of ANBU reserve members.

"Death, leaving no body behind."

Even through the blindfold, the boy could feel the gazes coming from him, and there were several small sounds of swallowing saliva coming from his ears.

Firmness, awe, fear, regret...

The boy showed no emotion at all, as if he had been used to such scenes.

Danzo's gaze didn't linger for even a moment and swept across it.

He took a step forward and walked deeper into the dark room with the boy.

"Chuck."

What appeared in the boy's sight was a strange long tongue shaped like a snake letter.The tongue went deeper and longer, turning over the pale white lips, making the sound of saliva rubbing.

"You seem to have found a very interesting toy. Can I experiment with it, Danzo?"

Orochimaru put down the beaker in his hand, his long pupils gleaming with interest.

“Tools and guinea pigs, there’s a lot out there.”

Danzo shook his head, crossed his arms and turned sideways, his voice as low as ever.

"From today on, his name is Shimura Souchika."

The boy took off his blindfold and bowed slightly to Orochimaru, his eyes as silent as dead water.

……

Munechika took a deep breath, woke up from his dream, and found that he was scratching his neck.

When he opened his eyes, his blurry vision was filled with a row of dazzling incandescent lamps.

The body is sinking into a piece of snow-white softness, surrounded by the pungent smell of Lysol.

He sat up with his hands on the edge of the bed and looked around.

The furnishings in the house are simple and monotonous in gray and white. It looks like it is a ward of Konoha Ninja Hospital.

The clock on the wall read seven in the morning.

Munechika got out of bed and looked down at his arms and waist burned by the storm.

The wound was wrapped with gauze and was recovering well. It had obviously been treated with medical ninjutsu and it no longer affected physical activities.

He walked towards the door.

The sound of the lock turning woke up Shisui who was sleeping on the couch at the door.He blinked at Sokika tiredly, and soon fell into sleep again.

Last night, Shisui fought with people one after another and sent himself to the hospital. Waiting for the treatment to end, his physical strength may have been exhausted.

Munechika carried him to the hospital bed and sat on the edge of the bed.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, it was Mao Yue Xiyan.

Not long after joining ANBU, Danzo began training him called "Five Senses Deprivation".

As the name suggests, it achieves the purpose of strengthening other sensory abilities by erasing one or more of the five senses of sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste.

Over time, Munechika's various senses far exceeded those of ordinary people.

Therefore, even from a long distance, he can distinguish the footsteps of different people.

click.

Just as she was about to knock on the door with her curled fingers, she heard the sound of the lock turning. Munechika waved to her with a smile.

Maoyue Xiyan wears a mask, but her appearance is easily identifiable.

"Please come in and see me?"

She sat on the chair a little tiredly and nodded.

"Captain, Lord Danzo already knows what happened last night. He asked you to come over as soon as you wake up."

"I understand. You worked hard last night. Go back and rest early."

Munechika looked her mask up and down and smiled at her.

He stretched out, put on the dark gray ANBU high-collar vest, and reached out to pick up the Nekomata mask placed on the bedside table.

"It's only early in the morning, I'm really anxious."

After leaving the ward, Munechika was going to say hello to the front desk and ask them to wait for Shisui to wake up before taking back the room.

"hiss……"

There was a suppressed gasp from behind the counter. Sokon leaned over and saw a thin figure changing the medicine. The medicine applied to his shoulder made him grimace in pain.

The nurse on duty at the front desk was gentle and constantly comforting him.

"Sasuke?"

The boy's spiky head was so conspicuous that Munechika recognized him at a glance.Presumably, after the attack last night, Fugaku brought Sasuke to the hospital for treatment.

Seeing his wound, Munekika raised his eyebrows.

Although he was treated with medical ninjutsu, the injury was obviously deep and medicine had to be used to help with recovery.

The nurse finished processing and helped Sasuke bandage the wound.

He bit his lip the whole time, tears welling up in his eyes, trying hard not to make any sound.

"Brother Sokon..."

He rubbed his eyes and turned to look at Munechika. His movements affected the wound and made him frown.

He was taken to the hospital by his father, but no one was there to accompany him while the dressing was being changed.

Zongjin helped him sit aside, squatted down, and gently put his hand on his left shoulder, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Why are you here alone? Where is dad? Didn't he send you here?"

"My brother came over in the morning and said he wanted to pick me up, but my father wouldn't let me. My brother... looked very scary at the time. They asked me to change my dressing first. I heard them arguing as soon as I went out."

Sasuke's mouth tightened, looking a little aggrieved.

Zongjin stepped forward and touched his head. His mind was racing, but he didn't know what to say.

There is no doubt that Itachi is the person who cares most about Sasuke's safety. He absolutely cannot accept his father using his brother's safety to achieve his goals, even if it is just for acting.

What Fugaku did probably not only touched Itachi's bottom line, but also deeply hurt Sasuke's feelings.As the patriarch, he constantly appeases and compromises with foreign countries, and as a father, he risks the lives of his family.

This result was exactly what he wanted.

In order for Itachi to accept his plan, he must first cut off the relationship with Fugaku, and now there is an invisible rift between them.

There was no sign of anything strange on Zongjin's face, and his voice was gentle.

"Don't worry, dad and brother are both caring about you, but their ways are different."

"really?"

"Of course, Sasuke will understand when he grows up."

"Then...Brother Sokon, can you help me practice? I'm still a little afraid of the looks in my father's and brother's eyes." There was expectation in his eyes.

Children are simple-minded and easily get close to people who are kind to them.Munechika just showed a little kindness and won Sasuke's trust.

"Okay."

Zongjin kept a smile on his face, but felt a little dizzy in his heart.

He actually doesn't like getting along with children.

Getting close to Sasuke was just to use him to solidify the cooperative relationship with Itachi.

But at least his inner pride would never allow him to achieve his goal by hurting children.Even if Danzo preaches thousands of times to do things by any means necessary, there are certain bottom lines that he will never give up.