From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 195 My Aurora Society declares that it will take responsibility for this matter.

It's a good thing he died a long time ago, otherwise Tobirama Senju felt he would have been so angry he would have developed high blood pressure.

After listening to the two advisors' report, he was so angry that he almost chewed his teeth out, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly. He even thought about using the Flying Thunder God Technique to go to the hospital and kill the unconscious Hiruzen Sarutobi on the hospital bed.

However, considering that he might be the only remaining 'Hokage', Tobirama Senju forcibly suppressed this thought.

We can't kill him, because if we really kill him, then there'll be no one left.

"You guys... never mind, just hurry up and wake Sarutobi up."

Tobirama Senju was at a loss; the other person simply refused. He couldn't very well hold a knife to someone's throat and force them to become Hokage.

As for the subsequent post-war reparations negotiations, only he could participate.

"Can't you guys be a little more competitive?!" Tobirama Senju pointed at Homura Mitokado and Koharu Utatane, his hands trembling with anger. "I've been dead for decades, and you guys dragged me out of my coffin to fight the Hokage! If I'd known, I wouldn't have researched the Impure World Reincarnation technique in the first place!"

People have been dead for decades, yet they're still being dragged out to work overtime. Who wouldn't be angry in that situation?
Faced with the teacher's anger, Koharu and Homura, both dorm mates, were filled with grievances but couldn't express them.

What could they do? They'd said all the right things a million times, even begged for mercy and offered to give up their rights, but all they got in return was, "Go find someone else."

LOL. If they could find a third person, they would have gone long ago. Why would they need to go through all that trouble and lower themselves to do that?

"Um, teacher, there's one more thing."

Homura Mitokado, fearing another scolding, cautiously inquired, "It's about the Fourth Hokage. Does he need a head sculpt?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Tobirama Senju raised his knee and lowered his hip, delivering a powerful kick to Mitokado Homura's chest, sending him flying.

boom!
Mitokado Yan was sent flying backward and crashed into the wall.

"How could I have such a foolish disciple?!"

Tobirama Senju was utterly enraged, veins bulging on his forehead. He roared, "Have your brains been saturated with power? Or dulled by prejudice? Who is he? A hero of Konoha! The Fourth Hokage! And you come to ask me this question? Do you think this will erase his achievements?"

He was genuinely furious; his four disciples were all more ruthless than the last.

At a time like this, instead of thinking about the village, they plan to conceal the fact that Uchiha Muneki was the Fourth Hokage. Isn't that stupid?
If we really do that, how will everyone in Konoha view the village?

A village that treats heroes with such cold-bloodedness will never have any cohesion and will quickly disintegrate without any external force.

Mitomon Yan was kicked in the chest, making her see stars, before she suddenly realized what had happened. She knelt on the ground in terror and said, "I was wrong, teacher. I was just confused."

"roll!"

Tobirama Senju's eyes were icy as he said in a chilling voice, "If you dare to harbor any more ulterior motives, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Yes Yes"

From the teacher's eyes, Koharu and Homura truly felt the 'killing intent' and were so frightened that they scrambled out of the room.

Tobirama Senju's chest heaved, his eyes filled with bewilderment: "Why...did it turn out like this?"

The Leaf Village of today is so rotten that it makes him feel nauseous!

The original intentions he and his elder brother had for establishing the village have been distorted into this state in just a few decades.

Watching his ideals crumble before his eyes, Tobirama inexplicably felt a violent urge: since it's already rotten, why not... destroy it and start over?
"No, no!"

Tobirama Senju shook his head abruptly, banishing that terrifying thought from his mind.

He calmed down, took a deep breath, and felt extremely tired despite being in a body resurrected through the Impure World Reincarnation technique.

Minato Namikaze, holding a bouquet of flowers, arrived at the tombstone where his friend was buried.

Gazing at the name engraved on the gray stone tablet, he slowly bent down, placed the bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, and remained silent, seemingly recalling fragments of memories.

However, this moment of tranquility was broken by a sudden sound.

"Is this the grave of Konoha's Fourth Hokage, Uchiha Munetsuki?"

The unfamiliar chakra immediately alerted Minato Namikaze. He frowned, his eyes flashing with a sharp edge, and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a mysterious figure shrouded in black robes appear beside him at some unknown time.

"Who are you?" Minato Namikaze asked warily, while reaching for his kunai at his waist with his right hand.

"I just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd stop by and collect some leftovers."

The mysterious man, shrouded in a black robe, spoke in a stiff, hoarse voice, like a tattered rag.

"What are you recycling?"

Minato Namikaze pressed closer, his words carrying a hint of warning: "This is Konoha. You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately."

"By the decree of my Lord, I have come to retrieve the remains of the Fourth Hokage."

The man in black robes removed his hood, revealing an unfamiliar face. His pale face even showed faint blue veins, and his eyes were an unnatural blood red. He exuded an eerie aura from the inside out: "Could you please hand over his remains to me? They are a gift left by my lord."

"Your target is the Fourth Hokage!"

Minato Namikaze's pupils constricted sharply, and a murderous intent flashed across his face: "So, you and Danzo are in cahoots?!"

"In a sense, it barely qualifies."

The man in black robes looked at him, then suddenly grinned: "Let me introduce myself. You can call me Mr. 'A.' I'm currently a member of the Aurora Society. I wonder if you'd be interested in learning about the 'True Creator'? He is the true God we believe in, and the salvation of all. You..."

Swish-!
A specially made kunai shot out from the air, interrupting Mr. A's words.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in front of him with a kunai, and before Mr. A could react, a fierce whip kick swept across.

The powerful, sweeping kick struck Mr. A directly in the waist.

Mr. A was kicked away and crashed heavily to the ground. He shook his head and found a sharp kunai hanging from his neck.

"Don't move!" Minato Namikaze pressed a kunai against his neck, drawing a thin line of blood, and said coldly, "Now, you answer whatever I ask. Tell me, where is Danzo? What exactly happened with the Fourth Hokage's death? What does it have to do with your Aurora Society?"

"Yellow hair, and you're really fast, are you Minato Namikaze?"

Despite having his neck slashed by a kunai, Mr. A remained calm and showed no sign of panic: "I've heard of you. The Flying Thunder God Technique, is it? I've finally witnessed it today. It's indeed very fast."

"answer my question!"

Minato Namikaze pressed down hard on the kunai and said in a cold voice, "I don't want to hear another word of nonsense, or I'll slit your throat!"

"That's right, just as you thought."

Mr. A readily admitted: "The death of the Fourth Hokage was orchestrated by our Aurora Society."

"Where is Danzo? Where is Danzo?!"

Minato Namikaze continued to press for answers.

"I don't know," Mr. A shook his head and said, "We in the Aurora Club are very free-spirited, and we rarely contact each other. Why don't you join us? Then you'll naturally be able to see each other."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Minato Namikaze couldn't hide his disappointment: "In that case, let's start with you!"

scoff!

With a forceful slash, he severed Mr. A's throat.

As gushing blood sprayed out, Minato Namikaze stood up with a cold expression, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "You're the first. The Aurora Society, Danzo, I won't let any of them go!"

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard a rustling sound behind him.

"Don't go, let's talk a little longer."

Minato Namikaze's pupils contracted, and he looked back with a horrified gaze, only to see Mr. A, whose neck had been cut, standing up from the pool of blood as if nothing had happened.

"Would you be interested in joining our Aurora Club?"

Mr. A grinned, revealing a creepy smile: "I think you're a good person, much more reliable than Danzo. Why don't you consider it?"

(End of this chapter)