[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Yayoi Komaeda watched helplessly as his younger brother left, his apprentice left, and even his most caring little daughter left. (..)

"Okay, let's get started."

It was originally a small courtyard, and at first there were four people living there. Occasionally, the young Madara would come and hang out for a night, and then they would be taken away by their respective fathers the next day.

But look at it now, all the high-level executives of Ninja Country are sitting here. Without stools, they just stand and don't want to move their seats.

Nagito, who was standing outside, clearly saw that those people were only two or three meters away from him, but what these people said, he could only see a mouth shape at most.

"I want to ask, does everyone in Ninja know how to read lips?"

He pondered: "Unfortunately, I am not, so I can't understand what they are talking about at all."

"If you could understand, you wouldn't be allowed to stand here."

Uchiha Madara yawned, without looking at the room: "Don't look at me, Hashirama, I am the next heir, but when I encounter this kind of thing, I am still ranked outside , Maybe we will have the right to stand inside and speak when we really take over that position.”

"After all, it's not the past, it's all about strength."

Hashirama looked openly: "Look, the people standing inside this time are the patriarchs of some small families. In the previous environment, who would listen to their opinions patiently."

"That is to say, with the relatively peaceful environment of Ninja Country, these small families have their own right to speak."

"You don't have to be instigated by the daimyo to die."

Quanna sighed: "The number of ninjas is still too small. If Mr. Komaeda hadn't proposed to set up illusions outside the city to keep some people out, our Ninja country would have become one The beach is muddy."

"In the eyes of the nobles, only the lives of people of the same class as them are their lives, and the rest are just ants."

Feijian's expression was very cold: "It's hard to imagine that our fathers, and the ancestors above, maintained the continuation of the ethnic group under such eyes."

Thinking about it in his own shoes, the anger in Fei Jian's heart burst out.

He didn't have the idea of ​​feeling inferior because of his different status. The generation who grew up in the Ninja Country didn't have any special respect for the nobles.

They call themselves tools, but someone told them that you are not only tools, but also people.

People of the previous generation may not be able to change this perception. When facing the nobles, they always want to coax the other party and maintain peace.

But in the eyes of the next generation, this is simply a joke.

"This is a world that relies on strength to speak."

Moving his fingers, his anti-social and ferocious face appeared again: "A group of pigs who can run down 100 meters are still sitting in the first place, and I think I think highly of you when I meet you, just to show my respect for me. Respect, offer everything you have..."

"Think we're stupid?"

Quan Nai's mouth was full of sarcasm: "If my father didn't hold me down, I would definitely blow his dog's head off."

A group of people haven't seen their position clearly yet. It is not an exaggeration for a ninja to have one enemy against a hundred. Do you really think that they can secure their position just by relying on the sacrifice of civilians?

It's so funny, and I'm not afraid that my rule will be overthrown if the Kingdom of Ninja is not defeated.

"Speaking of which, Quanna, do you still remember Mr. Shuji?"

Madara suddenly remembered a rumor he heard while walking outside: "After Mr. Komaeda left, Mr. Shuji disappeared with him. There is no specific news until now, but Hashirama and I heard about it outside. There is a group of people trying to overthrow the aristocracy."

"If you think about it, only Mr. Shuji can do such a thing."

Quan Nai thought for a while: "We have also received this information, but it is just the protagonist in the rumors. Everyone calls him Kusanagi."

"Kusanagi?"

Nagito listened with gusto, and when the surname came out, he also jumped three feet high: "May I ask if he still has a sword with him?"

Oh, Mr. Orochimaru, maybe your ancestor is this Mr. Kusanagi.

Wiping the sweat off his brow, Nagito waved his hands: "Go ahead, I'd better listen to the story obediently."

Hong Jiaodong was very silent, he was responsible for refilling everyone with tea, when Nagito jumped up, he understood the reason for the other party's jumping in an instant.

Isn't the Kusanagi sword a treasure that has been passed around in the hands of several people?

"Anyway, it would be more correct if it had this surname." Madara lowered his voice, "Because Mr. Shuji has this surname."

"Speaking of which, Quanna and Feijian, have you looked through the mission book a long time ago? I read it once when I was a child, and I saw that under the instructions of a certain nobleman, our two clans will jointly seize the next one. Kusanagi Sword's mission."

"That is, starting from that mission, the fate of our two races has been completely changed."

Quan Nai stood up abruptly: "I'm going to look through it now."

"Since you know, brother, why didn't you tell me earlier."

He also complained to Madara: "You clearly know that I am super interested in these things, and you have looked for books everywhere to read."

In a little more detail, Quanna went through all the records related to Yayoi Komaeda.

Unlike other Uchiha clansmen, Quan Nai really likes that Uncle Tsukimi who walks outside all the year round. When he knew that the other party insisted on doing this just for one person, he became very curious about the existence of that person.

Needless to say, that person was Yayoi Komaeda.

"You kept such an important matter from me."

"...I want to tell you that your secrecy level is not enough. It is a scroll sealed in the clan land. If you want to see it, you must first have the qualification to enter the clan land."

Speaking of this, there was a smile in Madara's eyes: "But you must be qualified now. As the next heir to the patriarch, it is very normal to enter the clan to read a mission scroll or something."

Toikama cast a curious look at Hashirama: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Hashirama grinned.

"Well... It's not that I didn't say it, but that I haven't seen such a record."

He paid more attention to aspects related to ninjutsu, and since then, the entire Thousand Hands Clan has focused on the improvement of food seeds, and the general task of killing and killing is not their turn.

As the heir, Zhu Jian was valued by the tribe because of his talent of Mu Dun, so he often stayed in the research room for a day and a night.

"So I really haven't read the mission scroll, but if there is such a mission, doesn't it mean that we wiped out Mr. Xiusi's family..."

He talked about the normal development: "Although the nobles ordered us, it was our two races who did such a thing."

"I don't think you need to think too much about it."

Nagito deduced some unknown things from the words of these four people: "You keep calling him Mr. Shuji, so can I think that when you knew him, he already had a more important role in the Kingdom of Ninja?" status?"

"Mr. Shuji has been following behind Mr. Komaeda, protecting each other with Uncle Tsukimi."

"about how long?"

"Ten years, is there?"

Madara recalled for a moment: "I was born when the Ninja Kingdom was established, but according to my father's words, Mr. Shuji followed Mr. Komaeda before that."

"Then don't worry."

Nagito knocked on the table: "After following my brother for so many years, I still can't figure out who the enemy is, and even pointed the finger at your words. Let alone my brother just clean him up, he might commit suicide in shame. .”

"There is a grievance and a debtor. You ninjas were just tools at that time. You will do whatever the person who holds the tool tells you to do. Therefore, the destruction of the Kusanagi clan is not your fault."

"Some nobles think that they can instigate other people to kill people, so they can pick themselves out, dreaming."

With a snort, Nagito emphasized again: "My brother is different from other people. He likes to find the source directly and kill him with one blow. How can someone who has studied with him for so long focus on the source? other things."

"I admit that you are Mr. Komaeda's younger brother."

After being silent for a long time, Uchiha Madara said this sentence without thinking: "Although your strength is really weak and you can't survive a few moves in training, you do have Mr. Komaeda's vision in terms of looking at things."

"We never thought Mr. Shuji would do anything to us."

Hashirama, who brought up this topic, defended himself: "Because if he wanted to do something, there were many opportunities at that time. When we were young, we often came to play with Mr. Komaeda. At that time, we had no lethality at all, and it fell into his hands. It must be the dishes on the chopping board, and you can cook whatever you want."

"After you say that, I kind of want to see that Mr. Xiusi."

Nagito supported half of his cheek: "Ten years, Jiao Dong, my brother taught you, it has been almost so many years."

"To be precise, it hasn't been that long."

Hong Jiaodong's identity as an apprentice was questioned but he didn't panic at all: "Master will only give me pointers occasionally, and I can keep teaching once a week before I enter Xiongying, and after that..."

"I understand, you are indeed too weak, and my brother doesn't like you anymore."

The frozen eyes were dead.

A large piece of ice appeared above Nagito's head, and the half-red and half-white boy looked at Nagito: "You still have the right to retract your last sentence."

"Honey I was wrong."

Nagito hesitated for a second: "It's just that after feeling the talents of Madara and Hashirama, I think your position as an apprentice is really a bit dangerous."

"Yes."

Xuejian also added fuel to the side: "I didn't tell you, I have four older brothers."

Yi Ermi was directly excluded by her, Xuejian admitted that only the four silly and cute brothers were the only ones.

Quanna and Madara spoke at the same time.

"Could it be that besides you, Mr. Komaeda has other sons?"

And there are four at the beginning... Isn't this born a bit too much!

"Are you stupid?"

Xuejian looked at Madara with the eyes of a mentally retarded person, and Quanna next to her didn't get the luck of being disgusted: "I can't be my father's daughter, and at the same time, do I have other brothers?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Madara coaxed Xuejian to continue: "Tell me about your four older brothers, I'm a little curious, do you think so, Hashirama."

"Yes, yes, we are all curious."

The trampled Hashirama's expression swung back and forth between distorted and calm, and finally froze in the middle.

He felt that the tops of his feet were going to be crushed by Zebra.

"Brother Qiya and Brother Alluka, you have met my little uncle. I also have a second brother and a fourth brother. They were also trained by my father."

The little girl raised her head: "Although I haven't seen their training scenes, but every one of them gives me the feeling that they are better than you, little brother."

Hong Jiaodong was hit again.

——Master, how many good apprentices do you have!Is every apprentice better than me!

"...Well, why do people compare themselves to monsters?"

Nagito patted his scorched shoulder: "Think about the good, you are much better than me, aren't you?"

These words did not comfort Hong Jiaodong at all, but made him even more depressed.

"give it to you."

He put Xuejian in front of Hong Jiaodong: "I planted it myself because I picked the fruit by myself. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you."