Hokage: The little fox picked up by the Hatake family

"...If you want to meet your people, I can work hard to seal the flow of Star Eye energy for a while."

Jishang looked at Zaoji, who had not spoken since coming out of Kisaragi's old site, and suddenly appeared and spoke.

"……Need not."

Zao Ji looked at the overgrown road ahead and said: "My life has been like a bush of thorns since I was born. Crisis is everywhere and unavoidable. Therefore, before the chess game with Heaven's Punishment is over, you must be vigilant in everything. You all belong to the same team." Pulse, you can use part of your unsealed power to seal the Star Eyes, so why can’t Heaven’s Punishment be unlocked?”

"I..." Di Shang was silent.

He didn't know how likely this was. When he was not sealed, the consciousness of Heaven's Punishment had not yet appeared. By the time the consciousness of Heaven's Punishment appeared, he had already been sealed for many years.

Zao Ji's words also forced him to think about the possibility, and in the end he had no choice but to calm down. When the time for relaxation came, he returned to the dark space.

As Jishang left, Kisaragi Zaoji looked up at the moonlight, which was obscured by the lush trees and could only shine through the leaves. In a daze, he stretched out his hand to hold the moonlight.

But the sudden wind blew the leaves, covering the little bits of moonlight that appeared from the gaps in the leaves.

Saoki's hand stayed in the air for a few seconds, then he retracted it and continued walking along the overgrown road.

Sorry, Kakashi, I can't respond too much to your likes.

……

Konoha

in a hospital ward

"...Zaoji!"

Kakashi opened his eyes suddenly.

"Yo? I didn't believe that Jiraiya guy said you and Saaki were married, but now it seems that it's true."

A beautiful blonde leaned against the window and teased as Kakashi woke up.

When Kakashi came back to his senses and heard clearly what the blonde beauty said, he touched his hair in embarrassment.

"Tsunade-sama...thank you for your treatment..."

"It's okay, it's just a little thing. I didn't expect that a lot of things have happened in the years since I left Konoha." Tsunade said, looking sideways at the Uchiha Fugaku who was already preparing to carve on the Hokage Rock in the distance. 's avatar.

"The Uchiha clan... I just hope they don't bring their warlike temper to Konoha."

……

Orochimaru's underground base

"Ahem...are you done?"

Orochimaru coughed several times uncomfortably and looked at Saki who appeared.

Hayaki looked up and down at Orochimaru who was sitting on the chair. The hands that Sarutobi Hiruzen had brought into the stomach of the god of death were quietly placed on both sides of the armchair, covered with bandages.

"so serious?"

Zaoji asked with raised eyebrows.

"...Ahem, the hand that was taken away by the teacher means that even if I change the container, I can't use the hand in the container now. Ahem...Is there anything you can do?"

Orochimaru's always pale face just looked at Saki quietly.

"Master Orochimaru, it's time to change the medicine."

Kabuto's voice sounded from the side, and Orochimaru nodded.

Saaki turned sideways to let Kabuto pass.

When Kabuto was changing Orochimaru's dressing, Saki spoke.

"There is indeed a way to deal with your hands."

Orochimaru stared at Saki with a fiery look on his face. He had looked for Tsunade these days, but Tsunade had no way to deal with his hand.

The days without hands and the pain of having his hands cut off from his soul always affected him, and Orochimaru always regretted why he wasn't more vigilant in the first place.

There was not much change in the early mood towards Orochimaru's fiery gaze.

He pulled a chair from the side and sat down. He watched Kabuto change the dressing on Orochimaru's bandaged hand, supported his chin and added what he said next.

"But what can you give me now?"

Orochimaru stared at Saaki who was starting to calculate in front of him, licked his lips, and a lot of sweat appeared on his forehead due to the pain of changing the dressing.

"what do you want?"