Konoha I am Uchiha

"Son! My son..."

"Dad! Dad, wake up! Wuwuwu..."

Where is this...

Hiirago opened his eyes, and what he saw was a pale, noisy ward filled with beds, as well as family members and medical ninjas who were crying and shouting around him.

"Great, Hiirago! You're finally awake!"

A familiar voice came from the side. Hiiragi turned around and saw that it was Itachi with Sasuke's baby hanging from his neck.

"I'm fine, what happened to me?"

"You have been in a coma for more than a day! The medical ninja said that your chakra overdraft is too serious and you need to stay in bed for a while..."

"Well... where is the village? How is the village?"

"The losses are serious... The Fourth Hokage died trying to seal the Kyuubi... Now everything is in chaos."

"Hey... where is the clan? I remember before I fainted..."

"It's not optimistic either...Hiiragi...Grandpa Feng...please express your condolences..."

Itachi didn't know how to comfort his friend. After all, even I would not feel comfortable watching someone I spend time with die in front of my eyes, let alone Hiirago, who is one year younger than me.

Hiirago was carried to the shelter by a ninja from the police force. As a good friend of the clan's eldest son, Hiirago enjoyed treatment that ordinary ninjas did not have - he was given a hospital bed with minor injuries. At the same time, Itachi also found out what happened before Hiirago fell into coma.

"Well..." He closed his eyes hard, and the soreness in his nose couldn't stop rising: "Damn it..."

"This is not your fault, Hiiragi...Don't attribute other people's faults to yourself. No one is omnipotent, you have tried your best..."

"Thank you, Itachi..." Of course Hiiragi understood in his heart, but no matter how rational he was, he still couldn't forget the stumps and corpses that fell on the ground a day ago, and he couldn't forget the dripping blood of the old man.

"You bastard..."

Hiiragi's voice was so low that only he could hear it.

……

In the Land of Fire, the Daimyo City was still a prosperous scene, and they had no idea what kind of tragedy had happened in the Leaf Village in the same country.

"I didn't expect that the Yondaime would die at such a young age... What a pity..."

In a secret conference room, sat the current highest power holders of the Fire Nation - the Fire Nation daimyo, the former Hokage of Konoha Village, and their ministers and advisors.

The person who spoke at this time was the middle-aged man sitting at the top. This guy had a white face and no beard, thin skin and tender flesh, and looked like a wealthy family. However, his voice was weird and made him look a bit wretched.

"The most important thing now is to elect the fifth generation. Here I propose..."

Before Danzo, who was sitting at the end of the table, could finish speaking, Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was sitting at the top of Konoha, stood up: "Under this emergency, I am willing to take on this important task again!"

"Hiruzen! You have already served as Hokage! How can you serve as the Fifth Generation Me again!"

Danzo was so angry that he didn't care about his manners. He understood in his heart that although Sarutobi Hiruzen's downfall was due to the Third Ninja War, it was not without his own persecution. If he was allowed to take office again, he would never have a chance to compete for the position of Hokage again!

"Hahaha! I am only temporarily acting as Hokage. For the Fifth Generation...after the new successor is selected, I will naturally abdicate in favor of someone better."

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked relaxed on the surface, but everyone was thinking secretly in their hearts.

Seeing that the situation in Konoha has been achieved, the daimyo put down the fan that covered his mouth due to Danzo's roar: "Then... let's appoint Hiruzen Sarutobi as the temporary Hokage. It's settled! One day I'll be relieved if I kill you...but you'll have to work hard for a while."

"Hahaha! I'm just trying my best..."

The two people who were laughing didn't pay attention to Danzo's gloomy look at the last table.

……

"Are these children who lost their parents during the war?"

Hiirago and Itachi were walking in the corridor of the hospital. Itachi still had his younger brother's swaddling clothes hanging around his neck.

Now that Hiiragi was awake and the medical ninja found no other bad conditions after checking, the two were kicked out of the ward.

After all, there are too many injured people, and hospital bed resources are very tight. Being able to get a hospital bed because Hiirago is a child and a friend of the eldest son of Uchiha is already the limit. Now that everything is fine, it is natural to give it up.

"Hmm..." Itachi was a little low, obviously remembering some bad memories.

"Where are Uncle Fugaku and Aunt Mikoto? Aren't they with you?"

"Mom and dad have gone out for something, leaving me at home to take care of Sasuke..."

Hiiragi and Itachi chatted all the time, walking past the nurseries one after another. The children were old and young, but they all had one thing in common - orphans.

Suddenly, Hiirago's eyes narrowed, and he saw a baby with blond hair and six whisker marks on his cheeks, sleeping quietly in the room.

Whirlpool Naruto...

Hiirago muttered the name silently in his mind. The savior of the Naruto world, the son of prophecy...

He didn't have any special ideas. Although this was just an ordinary room, Hiirago could guarantee that there was at least one elite ANBU team hidden inside.

After all, he was a Jinchuuriki, and he was still a newborn child, so he was very fragile. Even if the position of Hokage in the village was temporarily vacant, no one would dare to relax the supervision and protection of this child.

Since the Jinchuriki is too young, it is not suitable for personal protection in a big way, but it is not too much to send an ANBU team to hide nearby, right? Hiiragi even felt that Danzo might have some tricks up his sleeve.

He didn't want to reveal that he knew about the Jinchuuriki, so just like several other rooms, he glanced at it and walked away. In order not to be exposed, he even looked at the remaining rooms and stayed for a while in front of the last window.

"Go home, Itachi."

"Ah."

……

"Hiirago! Are you okay?"

Three days after the Nine-Tails Rebellion ended, Shisui returned home.

After hugging his younger brother, Shisui finally let go of the worry he had been feeling all the way: "It scared me to death... It scared me to death... It's great that you're okay... Hiiragi..."

As a ninja, Shisui shouldn't have lost his temper like this, but who would let this involve his only relative? People can't always stay rational.

"Yeah...I'm fine."

Originally, his mental age was over thirty, so he was still a little embarrassed to be hugged. However, feeling Shisui's slightly trembling body, Hiirago generously let him hug him for as long as he could, and even stroked his brother's back.

"It's okay...it's okay...I just consumed a little too much chakra, so it's okay..."

Although he has not fully recovered from the shock of Grandpa Toyo's death, Hiirago still wants to show his strength in front of his brother and stop worrying his relatives.

Fortunately, Shisui calmed down very quickly, and within one meal, he was almost back to his usual state.

"elder brother……"

"Well, what happened?"

Hiirago was slumped on the sofa, and Shisui was washing dishes in the kitchen.

"I have something to tell you..."

"whats the matter!"

Shisui's heart that had just been relieved was raised again. He turned around nervously and stared into Hiiragi's eyes, wishing he could open his Sharingan and scan him up and down.

"Don't be so nervous...I just want to tell you that I want to learn medical ninjutsu."

"Huh...it's okay...what? Medical ninjutsu!"