In Naruto, build the strongest Hidden Mist Village.

Chapter 62 Bearing the Hopes of Kirigakure, Stepping onto That Position (Please Read On)

"It's a new day!"

Feeling the warm sunlight filtering through the cracks, Lin opened her eyes, propped herself up with her slightly sore body, and yawned.

As soon as I sat down, I immediately recalled the thought that I had given up last night because I couldn't resist the urge to sleep.

So, Kakashi shouldn't be in any danger right now.

After all, according to rumors, he fought a fierce battle with Kaguya Naoki in front of everyone yesterday and earned the title of Konoha's White Fang.

Given the village's crushing defeat, Kakashi's willingness to draw his sword and fight, earning him a reputation, suggests he shouldn't be in any danger.

So where exactly does the danger that Kakashi is worried about come from?

Lin pondered this for a long time, but still couldn't understand.

I got up, opened the window, and wanted to breathe in some fresh air.

Click.

The window was open, and the light was a bit blinding. I raised my hand to shield my eyes and could only see a dense mass of Hidden Mist ninjas, holding swords and other weapons, slowly gathering in one place.

Is another war about to break out?

Nohara Lin panicked.

He immediately put on the mask, went out the door, and did not make a sound to disturb the ninjas.

I simply followed quietly, trying to piece together the truth from the few words these people uttered.

"Captain Shinji, Lord Naoki is planning a coup. Why should we join in?"

Didn't you tell me before that all I needed to do was protect myself?

Upon hearing the word "coup," Nohara Rin swayed slightly, but pretended to be nonchalant as she silently followed and listened attentively.

"You little rascal, how could you do something like this in public?"

Shinji lowered his voice and was lecturing when he was nudged by the people next to him and moved his feet.

I frowned and looked up, only to find myself enveloped in an endless stream of people. A strange emotion immediately welled up inside me.

Therefore, I stopped deliberately lowering my voice and started speaking normally.

"Yishui, have you ever killed your classmate?"

Yi Shui shook his head.

Shinji smiled suddenly: "I almost forgot, kids your age are from the generation after Naoki-sama, so you don't need to kill your friends."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, and the strong wind blew by, making a howling sound.

"I've killed."

"My dearest friend."

Ikshui gripped Captain Shinji's sleeve tightly, wanting to comfort him. The latter gently patted Ikshui's head, smiling, but his voice was filled with tears.

"I remember we made a pact: rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses dies."

Shinji's voice revealed a hint of nostalgia.

"I threw a punch, and he threw a knife and stabbed himself in the chest."

"Since then, I have had no friends. My only motivation for living is to preserve myself and carry out the tasks that I have to carry out."

As Ichisui listened, he also keenly noticed that many ninjas around him had turned their heads because of what Captain Shinji had said.

Is this some kind of mockery of Captain Shinji, calling him a coward?

Thinking this, Yishui quickly raised his voice.

"But Captain Shinji, you've changed now."

"What a brat!"

Many of the Hidden Mist ninjas, upon seeing Ikki's flushed face, raised voice, and what he was saying, immediately realized what this little brat was thinking.

They laughed a few times, then tilted their heads back, letting their emotions return to where they belonged, while brushing against Shinji's arm and rubbing Yishui's head.

"Kid, it's a good time to be alive."

"If this were my era, someone like you would probably be long gone."

The Hidden Mist ninja suddenly stopped talking, forcing a somewhat awkward smile, and refused to continue.

"Listen," Shinji smiled.

"Yes, I've changed."

Then he felt he should teach this brat who took everything for granted something.

Do you know when it started?

Yishui shook his head and then shook those rough hands off his head.

But those palms seemed stuck together; I don't know what's so great about kneading them.

Shinji looked at the hands and understood something. He paused shyly for a moment, then organized his thoughts before speaking again.

"My changes have happened in many different ways."

"That day, I returned to the camp with my wounds, not daring to let anyone see them. Just as I was about to find a secluded corner to stitch them up with some rags, I was forcibly taken to the hospital by some people."

"There will be another day when I see Lord Naoki fly into a rage and set a rule that brats like you are not allowed to appear on the battlefield."

Shinji said a lot, and looking at Ikki's slightly dazed eyes, he sighed inwardly.

These tiny things were exactly what he had longed for in the past.

"There's one last thing, which is when Lord Naoki led the charge and slaughtered those Konoha bastards!"

Yishui nodded, somewhat bewildered.

Lord Naoki is indeed a formidable person, capable of inflicting such damage on Konoha.

"So, that's why I'm helping Naoki-sama!"

Shinji's gaze slowly hardened, and the hands that had been rubbing a bunch of heads involuntarily pulled away and swayed.

In this small corner, countless cold eyes secretly glanced at Shinji. They couldn't speak out, and they didn't know who to talk to, yet they hoped someone would speak up for them.

"If an old guy like me who has experienced darkness doesn't help, how can we expect to see a better, more hopeful future?"

"Yi Shui, you wouldn't understand, for someone like me who used to live just to survive."

Seeing something more beautiful is the entirety of the meaning of my life going forward.

Yi Shui nodded, seemingly understanding, but not quite; he had gotten it.

Captain Shinji wants to create a better world, and that world can only be created by Naoki-sama.

Thinking this, he gripped the knife tighter.

After seeing Xinci and Yishui finish speaking, the ripples that had spread in this small corner quickly dissipated, but no one could know the turmoil in their hearts. Had the changes caused been so great?!

Nohara Rin followed, but her steps were a little unsteady.

In her mind, the figures of Obito and Kakashi remained clear and vivid, but her memories of Konoha were fading more and more.

Am I part of what these people hope for?
Rin Nohara clenched her fists, pushed Kakashi and Obito away, and kept reminiscing about this brief moment.

At first, they were cold and indifferent, not uttering a sound even when they were seriously injured, and only giving a few simple words when I asked them anything.

Things did change later.

Gifts, wildflowers, greetings, clumsy, and in a sense, even idiotic.

But they have indeed changed.

Nohara Rin suddenly laughed.

So, I am also the hope of the Hidden Mist.

She bumped slightly into the water in front of her, causing the person to turn around. Looking into those eyes, Nohara Rin snapped out of her daze and realized that the entire group had come to a complete stop.

Peering through the gaps in the queue, I could see a low-lying house.

Nohara Rin knew that it belonged to Kaguya Naoki.

Looking closer, a woman with red hair was gently waving her hand, as if she were knocking on the door.

That is, Mei Terumi.

At this moment, the sun finally rose behind them, shining through the dense array of ninjas and onto a corner in front of the door.

Bang bang bang!
The shadows flickered, and a knock sounded at the door.

Naoki.

"come in."

The voice coming from inside the door sounded tired.

Mei Terumi felt the eyes behind her that almost represented some kind of flame. She took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in her heart, and then slowly pushed open the door in front of her.

The door opened, light shone in, and Mei Terumi walked in, bearing the gazes of a thousand people. She turned around and closed the door.

Naoki.

"Um, Ming, is there something you need?"

At this moment, Naoki Kaguya put down his pen, rubbed his forehead in pain, and handed the scroll spread out on the table to Mei Terumi.

"Ming, come and take a look. What's wrong?"

"Ah."

Mei Terumi suppressed her thoughts for the moment and took the scroll.

"The Treaty of Peace between Kirigakure and Konoha".

Mei Terumi became even more serious.

After taking a quick look, my heart started pounding, and I immediately looked up and asked.

"Naoki, are you serious about this condition?"

"Konoha would never agree to such a condition."

Naoki Kaguya stretched and replied with a smile.

"These are templates for you."

"template."

Mei Terumi shook her head again.

"Such conditions could never become a template."

"I have a solution."

"I have some ways to get Konoha to agree."

A hint of confidence flashed in Kaguya Naoki's eyes as he continued.

"However, actually, there's no need to be so strict."

As long as Konoha agrees to lease the land, it doesn't have to be ceded.

If you agree to reimburse military expenses, you won't have to hand over war criminals like Minato Namikaze and Orochimaru. If you agree to free trade, you won't have to force us to set up mission-accepting points in Konoha.

"I am a very easy person to talk to."

"this."

Mei Terumi looked into Naoki Kaguya's serious eyes and chose to keep quiet.

Konoha would never accept such conditions. However, Naoki was confident; what if things didn't work out?

Thinking this, Mei Terumi suddenly looked forward to seeing the expression on the face of the renowned Hiruzen Sarutobi when he saw this agreement.

Coming to her senses, Mei Terumi rolled up the scroll and immediately began to explain her most important task for being here today.

"Naoki, it's time to go back to the village."

Naoki Kaguya lowered his hand, which was still outstretched in the air, and said somewhat seriously.

"Are you all ready?"

"Have those who oppose me gathered enough strength?"

Terumi Mei nodded.

"Lord Fugu Demon has been fabricating your weaknesses and has gathered most of the wavering forces together, preparing to deliver the most fatal blow to you."

Naoki Kaguya nodded.

"That's good. In that case, I'll head back first."

As Kaguya Naoki stood up and headed towards the door, Mei Terumi suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"Naoki, this time, don't fight alone."

"Take us with you."

There will be losses.

Naoki Kaguya shook his head, about to refuse.

Mei Terumi swayed slightly, but still didn't reach out to stop or persuade him, letting Naoki Kaguya open the door.

Light shone in.

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