Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Uzumaki Naruto, who is most in the state and least in the state, is a little strange to the current atmosphere, turning his empty head, looking around for a while, obeying his heart and laughing: "It turns out that Senior Huahua's surname is Qianshou, but this surname seems a bit strange. Familiar...ah, it hurts!"

The boy who had been slapped on the back of his head mercilessly turned his head and glared: "The lecherous fairy!"

One of the older Sannin had a typical blank face after information overload, but this did not prevent him from saving innocent disciples.

With his remaining right hand, he grabbed the golden hedgehog head and turned it around forcibly.

"You," Uzumaki Naruto, who was forced to read the air, was shocked, and didn't know what to do, "Why do you have such expressions?"

But the person who should have reacted the most, "Thousand Hands" who stood in front of everyone, breathed a sigh of relief, as if he knew it long ago.

As for me, I'm already stupid.

The person who said this is Mr. Tomama!

I foolishly asked: "Mr. Feima, can I hug you?"

"...What stupid things are you talking about?"

"That's right, I can't meet you now." I thought about it seriously and overturned my previous thoughts, "Then can I keep it first?"

There was obviously a headache over there, and I tried to stop me from thinking again and again: "Calm down."

"I think I'm super calm," I sternly said, "It's mainly Mr. Feima, you are really handsome."

"Isn't that true?"

This natural tone made me stunned for a moment, and then I came back to my senses and immediately pursued the victory.

"Okay!" I deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, and decisively said: "You agreed!"

I have always felt that the atmosphere is not right from the beginning, and I instinctively tried to bring the weird feeling that made me uneasy back to my familiar territory.

But what I didn't expect was that Mr. Feima, who was frantically teased by me, really responded straightforwardly: "Yes."

"As long as you don't regret it." The meaningful tone made my hair stand on end, and I touched my arm vigilantly.

I haven't seen you for a while, what did Mr. Hashirama do to make Mr. Tokaima so terrible.

I shrank my neck, and suddenly I didn't know the reason: "Then, let's talk about it then?"

"Ah."

……

Konoha Fang, who had been posing for battle for a long time, the ninja's eyes drifted.

What's the situation now?

Still fighting?

No, it is no longer a question of whether to fight or not. The question now is whether they can survive after hearing so much information about the explosion.

Listen to what's being said over there—

"By the way, if I see your apprentice is upset, can I beat him?"

"When did you ask me for my opinion when you hit someone, and which one of my apprentices have you never hit?"

"Huh? Impossible! I only remember that I only beat Uchiha Kagami—"

"Tell me, besides the mirror at the beginning, how many names do you remember of the opponents in the martial arts arena of the Thousand Hands Clan?"

"Ha, haha... Who would think about this if they are not patronizing gang fights..."

"Oh?"

"You are so annoying, listen to me carefully!"

"Who is the person who changed the subject?"

"Sorry, it's me."

"It's quite quick to admit your mistakes... Okay, you tell me, I'll listen."

"Well, it's different this time, it's a little serious, and you need to restrain your fist all the time not to hit it."

"So? Then you can fight."

"So simple?!"

"The one on your side is not my disciple. I don't believe that you don't even have this kind of judgment." Finally, the voice from the shuriken was rational and cold, "Do according to your own ideas."

Xiao Fang, Uchiha Sasuke who stopped after hearing the interesting information held the knife impatiently, and after confirming that there was no useful information, he resumed his murderous intentions.

Once again, the situation is on the verge of breaking out.

The girl who could influence the situation of the battle to some extent ended the conversation at the same time, and the wavering of her eyebrows dissipated.

As the person on the other side of the call said, she held her head high and her eyes were firm.

She didn't walk in any direction, she just reached out out of thin air——

Accompanied by the rotation of the pair of three-hooked jade, the fiery white that seems to be able to purify all filth shines from her hands.

A big naginata formed by chakra landed firmly in the palm of the hand, and the blue chakra was attached to it like a vein of life, moving slowly with the breath.

"Sorry, I have something to deal with here."

Saying so, the big naginata was raised high, and then fell down with a bang!

The stone slabs cracked and the soil rolled up. Under the gully formed by this blow, the two sides formed a clear-cut confrontation.

I stepped on the edge of this crack that was still exuding Ling Ran's saber aura, and smiled kindly at the few people who were the loudest before.

"Don't move." The blade pressed down, which was the most obvious warning: "Otherwise, the next blow, I don't know where it will fall."

Isn't it unexpected?

I was the one who called you here, and it was me who refused to let you do it.

In order to harden my heart, I didn't cast a glance over there, and transferred most of my attention to the two people who were about to meet.

But obviously, Konoha's cooperation does not mean the cooperation of a certain old man with abnormal brain named "Shimura Danzo". Still have time to look in my direction:

"You... Since you are from Konoha, why do you still stand on the opposite side of Konoha?"

I sighed with sincerity, "I think you might have made a mistake."

"Ears are a good thing. I said something a long time ago, and it's not that I'm targeting Konoha—"

I moved my gaze down and landed on the sinister right arm: "I'm targeting you, Shimura Danzo!"

As the sound of my words fell, the hawk hovering in the sky waited for an opportunity and swooped down suddenly. With the light of Sasuke's sword, the arms covered by the large robe fell to the dust.

"Clap."

Another red Sharingan on the arm that was unwilling to open slowly closed, and Danzo, who had been cut in half, turned into a phantom and dispersed like an illusion.

"It's useless." The man in good condition appeared on the height again, staring at the avenger of the Uchiha clan indifferently, "You can't kill me."

But at the moment when the arm fell, many people saw the creepy Sharingan all over it.

The extremely low gasping voice sounded one after another.

"Why?" Even so, Shimura Danzo still seemed extremely comfortable. This politician who claims to be the dark side of Konoha seemed to have found his position, turned his gaze in my direction, and severely reprimanded me with a superior attitude. Said: "Is this your purpose to expose the dark side of Konoha to the sunlight?"

"How do you little ninjas who grew up in the sun know that self-sacrifice is the real ninja!"

The wind blew through the robes of everyone present without discrimination, and the air flow at high altitude was the most violent.

The condemned, feared, and incomprehensible person stood on the high ruins, and he firmly believed that he was not wrong:

"The hero in the dark without seeing the sun, this has always been the original posture of the ninja."

Both Uchiha Sasuke's eyes were bleeding, and countless crows flew out from his body, screaming shrilly and flocking to the enemy on the high ground.

Crow, that is Uchiha Itachi's common ninjutsu.

Shimura Danzo, who has been in contact with Itachi a lot, naturally knows it, but he is still unwavering and even proud of it:

"Not only Itachi, many ninjas died silently like this. The world cannot be all glamorous. It is because of these people and the existence of darkness that the world can maintain peace."

"Don't—you're not allowed to mention Itachi again!" The only bottom line of the lonely avenger was punctured, and he was furious.

The purple Susano stood up from behind him, meridians and muscles filled the empty chakra skeleton, and bright yellow light shot out from the giant's pupils.

Because of peace, the brother who loved him died.

Uchiha Sasuke lost everything.

He couldn't forgive Konoha for enjoying the peace bought by Itachi's sacrifice.

Danzo is just the first target of revenge.

But the object of revenge still mocked him for what he did:

"If you misunderstand Itachi's will, you will not understand. For you, Itachi's sacrifice is not important. You are just venting your hatred at will, Sasuke Uchiha."

"You are wasting Itachi and the sacrifice of the Uchiha clan."

Uchiha Sasuke didn't answer any more. The purple giant behind him raised his hand, and the bow was drawn to the full moon. The thunder attribute Chakra took an arrow, and thunder and lightning intertwined. It was like thousands of birds singing in unison. .

"After all the ten eyes in your hand are closed, you won't be able to move!"

……

Uchiha Sasuke has completely ignored the eyes that are about to go blind, Amaterasu and Susano are released almost continuously, and Shimura Danzo's chakra is almost exhausted due to the frequent activation of the "immortality" technique.

"If these two people continue to fight like this, they will die together," a ninja asked the Fifth Hokage at the front: "Master Tsunade——"

Fifth Hokage didn't reply, but cast his eyes on "Senjuka" who was blocking the path that everyone had to pass.

The girl with a pair of sharing eyes created the most "fair" environment for revenge of her own family at this moment.

All people will witness the death of the old man who carried the evil of Konoha.

Sensing more than one line of sight, I looked back subconsciously, raised my hand that hadn't moved for a long time, waved my knife to regain my state, and tilted my head in doubt.

Want to fight?

So the line of sight "swished" to withdraw most of it, and there was a sigh.

"Then, look at it like this?"

"After all, it's the 'root'—"

At this time, a voice of a strange boy who had never heard before suddenly interjected: "Let me ask, what is 'root'?"

The timing of this voice joining was too natural, and many people in Konoha knew nothing about this organization that was said to have always existed but never appeared.

Konoha Fang subconsciously regarded this voice as a ninja like Naruto who had never been in contact with this aspect before, and an elder patiently explained: "'Gen' is also called the Anbu Training Department, and it is the hidden place of the third generation of adults. An organization in the dark."

"More than that," when I heard the topic I was interested in, I immediately withdrew my staring eyes from "Uchiha Madara", and turned to add.

Different from Konoha Fang, who uses conservative words, my addition is more to the point: "In the words of the leader of 'Gen' over there, it is buried deep in the ground, carrying all the dark sides of Konoha, and using everything that cannot be seen. The means of light protect the 'roots' of peace."

"But now it's just an independent organization belonging to that person, all organizations that act for his selfish desires."

As I said that, I took out the shuriken that I put away properly again, and greeted the young man who asked the question in a cordial and friendly way: "Any questions, this unknown young man?"

"Thank you for your answer, senior," said a serious voice very politely, "I roughly understand that the so-called 'root' has no name, no emotion, no past, no future, only tasks, supporting Konoha behind The big tree in the village is rooted in the earth... the will of the 'roots', what do you mean?"

"That's what you mean, right? I can't see that your comprehension ability is quite strong." I was a little puzzled because the person on the other end of the phone changed, but since Mr. Tokaima acquiesced, maybe this young man has something extraordinary about him?

"...No, strictly speaking, this has nothing to do with comprehension," the boy's voice over there was extremely heavy, and I could even hear the unconcealed self-blame and frustration in it.

"Oops, oops, it's just terribly bad." The shuriken's voice transmission function has already reached its peak after undergoing the transformation of the two worlds, and even the subconscious whispers of the teenagers are perfectly included in it, and then pass me The equipment is amplified.

It is absolutely unbearable for an organization created by one hand to be degraded to dust by such a kid. Shimura Danzo has been in a high position for many years.

Just at this time, he happened to control the curse seal that he had given Uchiha Sasuke close to him before, and freeze the opponent who had already consumed a lot of money in place.

The old man who thought he had the upper hand made a sign of "relief" in a calm manner, and then, ignoring Sasuke Uchiha, who couldn't move, turned his head and confronted the strange boy who made a sound in extreme displeasure.

"Boy, what do you know, you dare to open your mouth and slander Konoha, an organization that has worked so hard?"

"Of course I know!" The strange young man did not show any weakness. He changed his words of etiquette just now, and kept saying harsh words: "It couldn't be clearer, it must be the teacher... After the second generation of adults left, the next Incompetent, you can't even do a simple inheritance will, and then you appear with 'roots' complacently."

Konoha Fang, when he heard that the late Sandai Hokage was evaluated as "incompetent" by a ninja who was obviously a child, someone couldn't help retorting: "Stinky boy, you can't offend Sandai-sama casually!"

"I never swear casually." The young man was obviously emotional, "Is the three generations of adults you mentioned will be a 'respectable' old man until his death?"

Tough-headed ninja: "It's natural—"

"Heh." The boy uttered an onomatopoeia that made me feel very strong, "A Hokage... let him do all the good things, and then push all the dirty work to 'Gen'?"

In the distance, another teenager apologized in a weak voice: "Yes, I'm sorry?"

"I didn't ask you to apologize, so shut up." The young man's voice suddenly became softer, and I could vaguely hear him saying something to the person on the other end, "you will affect my performance by walking away" or something. if.

Soon, the teenager who drove away the unstable factors that "affected his performance" picked up the microphone again, and output to his target again:

"Hey, hey, that old man over there—"

"The old man has a name," Shimura Dan, who was belittled by a little boy, was out of breath, dodging the Fengdun shuriken that was beaten back by Uchiha Sasuke, and took the time to retort with great perseverance, "You How could this brat know the ambition of this old man..."

"Of course I know," the boy repeated again, "I said, of course I know!"

"You are the leaves bathing in the sun, and I am the roots buried deep in the soil—you must think so, don't you?"

Shimura Danzo's casual attitude changed, and he looked around subconsciously, searching for the figure of the young man who could express the voice that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

"Ha... It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! Ha, hahahaha, it's so ridiculous!"

And the young man who was cited as a confidant by Danzo, laughed out loud while talking, his obviously choked up laughter sounded so sad, "... Shimura Danzo is such a hideous person !"

"Are you still complacent and think that all this is for Konoha?"

Shimura Danzo was a little dissatisfied with the boy's attitude, but this person was a rare person who could understand him for so many years. He thought he was tolerant and reserved and nodded: "Naturally."

"Very well, that old man over there, then I'll ask you a question." The boy's voice gradually tightened, with a tremor he didn't even realize.

"The four families in the early days of Konoha's establishment, Senju, Uchiha, Shimura, Sarutobi... How many people are left when you say these words?"

Shimura Danzo didn't speak any more.

As soon as Konoha's people uttered these words, their chaotic minds went blank for a brief moment.

The young man who was able to enter Mr. Toika's laboratory is so smart. He directly understood the meaning of silence, but at this moment, his voice still retained a trace of reason, and the words he said were still coherent:

"Can't tell? Then let me say it."

"The Uchiha clan was exterminated overnight, and Senju," the young man took a deep breath, "The Senju clan is so powerful, but when the full name of the senior was revealed just now, there are still ninjas who don't know it." Hand' name."

"Since you couldn't answer the last question, tell me, Sarutobi, Shimura, how many people are there now?"

"--Say it!"

Konoha, someone has already bowed his head deeply.

"This is what you keep saying for Konoha!"

He was clearly cursing, but this young man seemed to be crying blood.

"Shimura Danzo! Master——but the surname is Senju...how can you be worthy of him!"

"Calm down, calm down..." Another boy with a more generous voice reappeared, obviously trying to dissuade, "You are too excited."

"Go away and calm down!" The crisp cracking sound sounded, "No one knows what he did better than me, Uchiha... genocide... hahaha..."

"I don't like Uchiha again, that is, put some salt on their three-color balls to make them sick. After more than 60 years, they will be so devastated that so many Konoha's lives will disappear overnight..."

"Boy, no one dares to claim to know me, you who dare to say such a thing—" Under the eyes of everyone, Shimura Danzo, who was pointed at his nose and scolded, could no longer care about Uchiha Sasuke who was looking for revenge. His gaze locked on the source of the sound. "Who are you?"

Naturally, he didn't see that behind him, the boy named Uchiha Sasuke's face was covered with blood and tears from his eyes. At the perfect time to disperse, they quietly raised the Blade of Revenge in their hands.

"You ask, who am I?"

The MVP of the audience, the voice of the strange boy who had completely killed the maniac was completely hoarse. At this moment, after the old man here asked this sentence, he suddenly calmed down.

"I, after establishing Konoha's four families at the beginning, now I am under the tutelage of Togama-sama, and I have been working hard with the goal of bringing happiness to Konoha."

"I'm 12 years old this year."

Shimura Danzo's pupils constricted violently, and his hands couldn't help pulling on the white robe, trying to tear it off to cover the evil on his right arm.

But the boy's next voice didn't give him a chance.

"I'm Shimura Danzo."

"It's your past."

The sonorous and powerful voice of the young man wiped out the meaning of this person's existence 60 years later.

"But you will definitely not be my future."

"I will never admit you like this."

A sharp blade with a cold light penetrated the chest of the old man who was frozen in place. Because he was too shocked, he didn't even have time to activate the "immortal" pupil technique Izanaki, and he was stabbed in the vitals just like that.

Shimura Danzo turned his head bit by bit, his only cloudy black eye met the red hexagram burning with hatred behind him.

"Shimura Danzo—"

A grim voice from my past self announces to all at the same time:

"You are guilty!"