I have no money to repay the mortgage, so I have to be Hokage

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who had been immersed in writing for a long time, seemingly casually asked, "What do you think of the requirements from Hidden Cloud Village?"

Nara Shikuna relied on his understanding of Sarutobi Hiruzen to understand that the more the other party cared about something, the more he would appear indifferent.

It seems that the death of the second generation still has a great impact on the monkey.

Nara Shikana sighed secretly. After thinking carefully, he replied: "According to the intelligence, the Third Raikage is an aggressive person. If he directly agrees to Kumogakure's conditions, the other party will probably take advantage of him."

"But if they don't agree to the other party's conditions, the Nidaime's body will always be in the other party's hands, which will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the prestige of the village."

Sarutobi Hiruzen naturally understood this, but personal emotions aside, Senju Tobirama was not only his teacher, but also the shadow of a village.

If the body had been in Kumogakure's hands, how many secrets of the village would have been dug out, how many people in the village would be disappointed in the village, and how many forces in the newly peaceful ninja world would be ready to move and extend their claws to the fire again country.

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was deep in thought, suddenly thought of the person his teacher appointed before appointing him as the new Hokage.

"Summon... Shiratuki, come here." Sarutobi Hiruzen thought for a moment, called out the ANBU from the dark, and gave the order.

Naturally, it was impossible for Hiruzen Sarutobi to forget this Hokage who was appointed by his teacher before him.

He had always been very curious about the other party. If he had not been delayed on the way back to the village and needed to be alert at all times, he would have started to contact the other party as early as that time.

After returning to the village, he was extremely busy due to the change of Hokage, so he repeatedly shelved his plan to contact the other party.

……

Yunyin Village, Raiying's office.

The third generation Raikage's temper is not as fiery as his son's fourth generation Raikage. He usually calms down and thinks instead of showing his joy and anger on the smashed table.

At least... not under normal circumstances.

Looking at the luxurious desk that was shattered into pieces, and the wall with a huge human-shaped hole.

Harui, a veteran jounin who possesses the limit of Arashi's blood succession, now helplessly but skillfully called the chuunin on duty outside the door, "You go and find another table, and find a few people to repair the wall."

"Yes, Harui-sama." The chuunin was obviously used to it, and his steps towards the storage room were heart-wrenchingly skillful.

Just now, the Third Raikage's proposal to take the opportunity to attack the Country of Fire was unanimously rejected by the elders of the advisory group.

"The Third Generation was suppressed by several advisors as soon as he took office. No wonder he is so angry."

"But this habit of smashing tables is exactly the same as the second generation." Harui couldn't laugh or cry.

……

In the home of Senju Tobirama.

After sending Mito Uzumaki away, Shangyuan stared blankly at the scroll in his hand.

That unsmiling face seemed to appear in front of him again.

This was specially left for him by Senju Tobirama.

Just as he was about to open it, a cat-faced ANBU suddenly appeared on the old tree outside the door.

"Anbu Shiratuki, Lord Hokage has summoned us!"

Shangyuan, who was about to respond when he heard the voice, saw that the old tree cherished by Senju Tobirama was trampled under his feet. The hand holding the scroll suddenly tightened, and his whole face turned completely cold.

"Get down..."

Shangyuan lowered his head, half of his face was in shadow, making it difficult to see his eyes, and his voice was squeezed out from deep in his throat.

"Anbu Shiratuki, Hokage-sama summons..." The cat-faced ANBU ignored it and just repeated it coldly.

"What are you..."

"Get out of here, me!!"

Before the cat-faced ANBU could finish speaking, a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and then there was a burning pain in his chest. His whole body seemed to fall apart, and he flew out of the courtyard and embedded himself on the ground outside.

The cat-faced ANBU was shocked. His dignified ANBU captain, Hokage-sama's personal ANBU, could actually be defeated by an ordinary ANBU with one blow.

He still lost to the infamous ANBU floor tile - Shiratuki.

Now that the ANBU has been established not long ago, it is not as easy to fish in troubled waters as it was later.

Basically, those who can join ANBU are the masters among experts, and they are all rushing to take on high-level missions. And because Baili only takes on missions below B level, it is in sharp contrast to the current ANBU atmosphere. It is difficult not to attract attention. Disaster.

Although he doesn't have a good reputation, it doesn't affect most ANBU members from knowing that there is such a person who likes to paddle in their department.

Privately, they all called Shiratuki the ANBU vampire.

"How could Baili be so strong!" The cat-faced ANBU couldn't believe it.

"Apologise to it." Shangyuan's entire face was shrouded in the shadow of silver-white hair hanging down, and he walked step by step from a distance, with an astonishing murderous aura suppressed on his body.

The cat-faced ANBU was complaining in his heart. He just came here to carry out the summons, but somehow he got into big trouble.

The murderous aura on the opponent's body was so astonishing that even the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to have dropped. It was as if an extremely sharp blade was pressed against his neck, and blood would splash on the spot at any time.

"I said, apologize to this tree!!"

Click, click...

Shangyuan's feet slowly exerted force, and with rhythmic crunching sounds, the ground began to crack layer by layer.

"Stop it, Shangyuan, Tobirama wouldn't want you to do this if he were here."

Uzumaki Mito's voice sounded in Shangyuan's ears, and the dignified red-haired figure appeared not far away.

The momentum that Shangyuan had been building up came to an abrupt end.

Of course, Uzumaki Mito knew something about the ANBU around the new Hokage, and this time it was purely a disaster.

Shangyuan stood there, staring at the fire cat with cold eyes, motionless, the murderous aura on his body almost condensed into substance.

The left hand firmly held the long knife at the waist, and the thumb lightly touched the knife.

A sharp edge soaring to the sky struck directly about three inches away from the fire cat, and a bottomless crack continued to spread.

The fire cat's mask was split open vertically by the overflowing sword energy, revealing an ordinary face with a look of horror.

The fire cat's back was already wet with cold sweat.

The breath of death has never been so close to him. Even if he is an elite ninja, he still cannot be calm and composed when facing death.

Shangyuan stared at the fire cat coldly, and the meaning he wanted to express was obvious.

If you don't apologize, it won't end.

Old Bai Mao's most precious thing was actually trampled under his feet. If he were not from Konoha, he would have crushed the opponent to ashes.

Uzumaki Mito, who was originally attracted by the sudden burst of chakra, frowned slightly at this time.

This murderous aura is too terrifying, and I am afraid that the lives of thousands of people will be stained on my hands.

"Shanggen is not as ordinary as he appears." Uzumaki Mito has lived from the Warring States Period to the present, and his eyesight is naturally terrifying.