From undercover in Konoha, to I am the Hokage!

Chapter 57 Who made up such wicked fake news!

Chapter 57 Who made up such wicked fake news!
Have a good night's sleep.

Unfortunately, after waking up in the morning, what Sawara Kiri waited for was not the wake-up service from Miss Xuehui's sister, but a strange chakra lingering outside the window.

When Sawara Kiri opened the window, he saw an Anbu ninja wrapped in a uniform half-kneeling on the ground and speaking:

"Lord Sahara."

"Sandame-sama, please go to the Intelligence Department this morning and report the details of yesterday's attack to the relevant personnel."

Sawara Kiri yawned and waved his hand casually:
"I know, it will be over in a moment."

"excuse me."

The Anbu ninja nodded slightly and disappeared in an instant.

It was obvious that no matter in his previous life or this life, he could not escape the fate of being chased by his superiors and work like a beast of burden. Even without the damn cell phone, he could always find someone to pass on the message.

However, because there was no exact time specified and he now had a distinct "Tsunade-affiliated" label on him, Sawara Kiri didn't take Sarutobi Hiruzen's order seriously.

He went downstairs first to prepare some breakfast and wake up Xuehui.

Then, Miss Xuehui, who suddenly had dark circles under her eyes, was seen standing in front of the kitchen counter as if sleepwalking, skillfully making fried eggs.

If she hadn't forgotten to open fire, Sawara Kiri wouldn't have noticed that there was anything wrong with her condition today.

"Yuki-e?"

Sawara Kiri called out cautiously.

"Yes, this is Yukie-desu."

Miss Xuehui continued to answer mechanically as if she was sleepwalking. The egg white and yellowish egg flowing in the frying pan mixed together as she flipped the pan.

It was not until Sawara Kiri grabbed her shoulders and shook her that Miss Yukie suddenly woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Wu standing in front of her, looking at her with some worry.

"Xuehui, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Um?!"

The girl's brain was still a little fuzzy, but it was finally functioning.

His expression suddenly froze.

Oops.

Last night I had a nightmare that my Oni-chan was hypnotized by that bad woman and walked away like a cow. I woke up from the nightmare three or two times in a row. As soon as I closed my eyes, all I could see was foggy scenes of that woman pressing me in various positions on the bed, balcony, kitchen, and sofa in the living room.

It's so scary
There are cows!
Even now, the girl's nerves are still a little weak.

However, in order not to worry Wu, Ms. Xuehui still managed to say:
"No, it's okay."

"Really?"

Sahara Kiri reached out and rubbed her head.

Feeling the warmth coming from the palm of the fog above her head, Ms. Xue Hui was startled at first, and then she immediately changed the subject:

"Fake!"

The girl put down the frying pan, took a step further, put her messy-haired little head into her brother's arms, took a deep breath, and sighed:

"I had a nightmare last night and didn't sleep at all."

"I urgently need to replenish my energy, Onii-chan."

"real or fake.?"

Sawara Kiri is now a little suspicious.

"Wu, you've changed." Sahara Yukie suddenly looked at him with a very strange look, "You weren't like this before. When I had a nightmare, you would say, 'Xiaoxue, do you want to sleep with your brother tonight~?' And you would even tell me stories when it rained and thundered."

"You must have someone else's sister in your heart."

"Ying ying."

Miss Xuehui pretended to cry twice.

Sahara Kiri put her hands on her hips and looked at her.

It seems nothing happened.

"Okay, if you didn't sleep well, go catch up on your sleep. I'm going to be out for a while."

He drove his stupid sister out of the kitchen, poured out the eggs in the frying pan, and started the fire: "I'll put your portion in the refrigerator. Don't forget to eat it when you wake up."

"Yes~"

Most ninjas have very regular schedules. Although Sawara Kiri was a night owl who always kept day and night in reverse in his previous life, after more than a decade of training, he has developed the good habit of going to bed early, getting up early, and exercising early.

First, I had breakfast, and then ran a few laps around the village wall as a warm-up. By the way, I went to the ninja tool shop to pick out a standard ninja sword.

The abilities gained from the panel draw are not just simple memory.

After acquiring the sword skill of [Fire God Kagura], Sahara Kiri was like suddenly becoming a swordsman who had been immersed in swordsmanship for decades. He had mastered everything from his body to his brain, and even some concepts.

Therefore, it would be a bit difficult to get used to if you don't have a knife that fits your hand well.

However, since it is a standard ninja tool, the quality cannot be said to be very good.

When I save enough money in the future, I will definitely change it.

"Sahara-kun!"

As soon as I entered the building, I heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

Turning around, Sahara Kiri smiled:
"Lord Shikago."

The familiar man with dark circles under his eyes and a pineapple-haired look was none other than his former boss in the Intelligence Department, Nara Shikakoshi.

However, compared to the faint circle of bags under his eyes before, Nara Shikakoshi's insomnia symptoms are now significantly more severe.

"How did you get to this point?"

Nara Shikakoshi waved his hands with a sigh on his face: "Don't mention it. My wife suddenly wants to have a child. She has been busy during the day and at night recently."

"My waist is almost broken every day. I might as well work overtime in the office. Sigh."

"It's really hard work."

Sawara Kiri gave him a rather sympathetic look.

Is this the pathetic middle-aged married man?
Even the table is becoming a torture.

"What about you?"

"How come you suddenly have time to come here?"

"It's about what happened yesterday, and we need to make a summary for the Intelligence Department." Sawara Kiri answered truthfully.

"Is that so?" Nara Shikakoshi suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, his expression changed slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "Then remember to pay attention to your attitude when you report later."

"Recently, because of the things that happened between Tsunade-sama and Sandaime-sama, you should also know."

"Anyway, some people may have some opinions about you."

"So, you better be careful and don't let them get hold of you."

Sawara Kiri was startled when he heard this, and then he met Nara Shikakoshi's eyes which were wrapped in dark circles. He seemed to understand something and suddenly smiled.

"Thank you very much for the reminder, Master Lu Yue."

"Hey, what kind of relationship do we have?"

After chatting for a few more words, Nara Shikakoshi quickly found an excuse to leave.

Sawara Kiri continued walking towards the Intelligence Department.

Should we say that the Nara clan is worthy of being called a clan where smart people gather?

They would not offend either the Hokage faction or the Tsunade faction that had just become independent under his manipulation. Instead, they would work hard to become "useful people" on both sides.

It is obviously difficult for people to dislike such a family.

as predicted.

When Sawara Kiri walked into the Intelligence Department to start reporting, he met several intelligence officers who had obviously bad attitudes. They spoke in a very tough tone and asked him about several details of the battle over and over again.

The report that could have been completed in about 20 to 30 minutes was dragged out to more than two hours.

Sawara Kiri had no idea why they were angry.

They may be Root intelligence personnel who lost a lot of real power after Danzo's faction fell from power.

They might also be the publicity and public opinion personnel who were forced to give up their lucrative jobs because of Tsunade's request last night.

Or maybe they were just supporters of the Hokage who were unhappy with Tsunade and the others for "showing off" in the village these days. Whatever it was.

Sawara Kiri didn't care.

The field of power is such a place.

If one group of people wants to gain status, they have to push another group of people down from the front.

It was not until Sawara Kiri patiently reported the entire process and drew a simple diagram of Kakuzu's image by hand that he was released by those nagging guys.

However, after he went out, he met a group of unexpected people.

"Excuse me, are you Lord Sawara Kiri?"

"Yes, it's me."

Sawara Kiri looked at them suspiciously: "Who are you?"

She was an ordinary young woman with obviously no chakra reaction. She was holding a small notebook in her hand and looked obviously nervous.

"You, hello!"

"We are reporters from the Konoha Daily. My name is Nori Hanano, and this is the sketch artist Ijima Genta."

"Today we hope to conduct an interview with you regarding the attack that occurred in the village last night."

"Do you have time?"

Hearing her say this, Sahara Kiri couldn't help but be stunned.

The Konoha Daily is currently the newspaper with the largest circulation in all of Konoha, and even has good sales in the entire Land of Fire.

However, he never expected that there would be a day when he would be interviewed.

But immediately afterwards, Sawara Kiri seemed to have thought of something and suddenly smiled.

"of course can."

"However, as compensation, I hope you can write more 'little details' in the newspaper."

"I wonder if you have any questions here."

Ye Lihano's eyes suddenly lit up and she smiled: "Of course, no problem!"

I couldn’t ask for more!

Just wait until the interview is over.

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Reporter Nori Hanano lowered her head and looked at the things she had written down in her little notebook with a very subtle expression.

“Can this be written?”

A few days later.

Kakuzu, who had already escaped from Konoha, had just massacred the underground money exchange that sold him a bunch of false information, and captured two barely usable hearts as a supplement.

Only then did he feel a little relieved from the hatred in his heart.

However, he had no intention of letting Sawara Kiri go.

'snort. ’

"When that kid's life is worth 30 million taels, go and take his head off."

"But before that, I still have to find the right heart."

Kakuzu thought this in his mind and strode into a small tavern in the mountains.

However, after entering the pub, I saw that everyone was holding a thick stack of newspapers, reading something intently.

Even the people who usually come to brag and chat have decreased a lot. I don’t know what’s going on.

"Gin, please."

"Add one third of milk."

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"boss?"

The boss behind the counter didn't make any movement for a long time, which made Kakuzu shout more.

"Well, here we go."

The boss said this, but his eyes were still fixed on the newspaper.

This couldn't help but make Kakuzu curious.

He picked up a stack of newspapers from the counter and glanced over them.

Then, his black and white portrait was seen on the front page.

"S-rank wanted order: Kakuzu"

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"Bounty: 100 million taels"

"No matter life or death"

Seeing this, Kakuzu frowned at first, but he was not panicked.

He has been wanted for a long time, but very few people dare to come to him.

It's based on this strength.

However, as he continued to read, his expression suddenly began to change.

"Kakuzu, a rebel ninja from Takigakure Village, a contemporary of the Shodaime Hokage, with an estimated lifespan of over a hundred years."

"According to what he said during the fight, the target has extremely powerful ninjutsu and taijutsu skills, as well as a very perverted hobby. In the early years, he once attacked the Shodaime Hokage with an electric self-propelled stick, and with this power, he successfully left an indelible scar on the Shodaime Hokage, which made him deeply ashamed."

"In addition, there is a treasure in his body called 'Earth's Wrath' that can make people immortal."

"According to him, anyone who eats his heart can immediately extend their lifespan by more than 150 years. He has five such hearts in his body."

"Konoha Village is now issuing a wanted notice for him throughout the ninja world. His heart must be kept intact and not damaged. The bounty is 100 million ryo."

In addition to these contents, it also marks the various places he has appeared in, as well as the important figures he has attacked and killed, and various strength analyses.

For a whole week, people all over the Fire Nation invited powerful ninjas to publicly analyze his weaknesses in the newspapers and discuss where to kill him.

Due to various discussions, the sales of Konoha Daily increased by several times in just one week.

Not only that, the newspapers also reported that various elderly wealthy people who were worried about their lives were constantly adding to the bounty of Konoha, and they kept adding to the bet like a relay.

In just less than a week, the amount of money reported in the newspapers had accumulated to such a terrifying number that even Kakuzu himself wanted to take out his heart and sell it.

After reading to the end, his whole scalp went numb, the hairs on his back stood up, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose up in his body. He slammed the newspaper on the table:
"Who?!"

"Who made up such a wicked fake news?"

"What a fool to give birth to a son! I'm going to kill his whole family!"

He is an old man, and he has lived to such an old age, but he can still gain more knowledge?
This is the first time he has seen such a wicked guy in his life!
However, the words just fell out.

He saw a group of people gathered outside the tavern, and they were looking straight at him through the narrow door.

Covet.

Even the other people in the tavern seemed to sense the heavy atmosphere and suddenly raised their heads.

"Eh!"

"Isn't this a fucking corner?"

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Kakuzu's face suddenly darkened.

From that day on, the most valuable man in the history of the ninja world began his escape.

(Ms. Yukie's Ninja form reference↑)

(Same as above, long-hair version↑)

　I got home a little late and missed yesterday's release date.

　　terribly sorry.