Ninja World Live Stream: Was the Sixth Hokage really that powerful?

"It will definitely amaze everyone, and Naruto and Sasuke will say, 'Wow! Sakura, how did you suddenly become so amazing...'"

His last words made Sakura burst out laughing. "Okay, I understand. I'll work hard to learn medical ninjutsu!"

"Teacher, you should also take care of your health and not keep making people worry."

"Hey hey hey, you're already showing Tsunade-sama's style even before becoming a doctor," Kakashi waved his hand and shooed Sakura away.

Then he sat blankly on the hospital bed, his eyes vacant and unfocused, like a soulless doll.

After sitting for a long time, he got up, opened the window, and left the ward.

I arrived at the cemetery carrying a cluster of lilies and a box of red bean cakes.

It remains as tranquil as ever here.

Looking around, countless tombstones stand, with the occasional bright spot representing the living's longing for the dead.

Upon entering this place, Kakashi's blood seemed to freeze, his face turned deathly pale, and his entire body exuded an aura of death, making him no different from these lifeless tombstones.

Mechanically wiping Lin's tombstone, placing dew-covered lilies before her grave, and reaching out to stir the fluttering petals in the bottle, it was as if I saw the scarlet blood stained my own hands.

He paused for half a second, then withdrew his hand, hiding his slightly trembling fingertips behind his back.

He stood up again, placed the red bean cake in front of the memorial stone, and stared blankly at the words 'Uchiha Obito' as if his gaze was fixed on them.

His body froze completely in place.

'Obito, did you not come back because of Rin? You saw it, didn't you? When Rin died by my hand.'

Some things are better left unthought; once you start thinking about them, you'll discover the clues.

On the day of the Three-Tails incident, when he woke up, the ground was covered in blood, and many more traces had been covered up.

Everyone present died except him.

Kakashi's eyes churned with emotion. "He was probably saved by Obito again..."

'You always save me, yet I can't keep my promise to you. You must be disappointed in someone as useless as me, that's why you haven't come back.'

His attack on his teacher and his wife might have been a form of punishment.

Let him live, then take everyone away from him, leaving him to endure endless loneliness and suffering.

Thinking this, his head was bent more and more under the pressure, as if he were carrying a heavy load, and his spine was also bent under the pressure.

'Is this your punishment, Obito?'

Even so, I'm still secretly pleased that you're alive.

'You once said that those who abandon their comrades are less than trash in the ninja world.'

"That's why I'll find you, Obito."

Kakashi's eyes, which had been shrouded in a bluish-gray mist, finally cleared, revealing a resolute light. He came to his senses and made this decision.

When he came to his senses, it was already dark. He strolled back to his dormitory, sat on the edge of his bed, and stared blankly at the broken white teeth gleaming coldly on the table in the moonlight for a long time.

'Dad, if it were you, you would agree with me, right?'

"Because you're leaving to uphold your ninja way in the future, right?"

Just as you won't regret it, neither will I.

. . . . . .

“Obito, it seems your presence has been exposed,” a hoarse voice rang out, and Black Zetsu, whose beady eyes gleamed with an eerie light, spoke up, “Why don’t we take this opportunity to snatch that Sharingan back?”

Madara said that the Sharingan can only be fully utilized when there are two of them.

With a gloomy face, Obito returned to their lair. He was already furious when Madara hid in the cave.

Upon hearing Black Zetsu's sarcastic words, his anger surged, his Sharingan snapped open, and a murderous aura burst forth.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

The wooden spikes shot out from his palm, aiming at where Black Zetsu was, but after being dodged, they slammed into the ground.

“How could it be a threat?” Black Zetsu was annoyed, but his face remained impassive. He said in a hoarse voice, “It’s hard to get any news from Konoha lately. The Second Hokage has been resurrected using the Impure World Reincarnation technique.”

"His perception is very strong; even White Zetsu doesn't dare to get close. If this continues, it will be detrimental to our plans."

"What if they get through that Sharingan..."

"Enough, stop eyeing that eye," Obito said impatiently with a cold snort. "I never take back what I've given away, even if the recipient is a piece of trash."

"Just do your job and don't try to order me around!"

After uttering those words, he entered the Kamui dimension, leaving the malevolent, beady-eyed Black Zetsu standing there, exploding with rage but unable to do anything about it.

"Waste, waste, waste, waste, waste..." Obito kept cursing this word as he entered the Kamui dimension, his whole body pounding with rage and disorientation, his gloomy chakra filling the entire space.

He followed Kakashi for two whole days, watching him breathe, watching him go to the hospital, and watching him enter the memorial.

Just like before, he stood there blankly for a whole day, his thin figure looking as if he could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

The world made him feel increasingly desperate; this false and disgusting world was driving the hero to suicide.

It makes a young girl die protecting her companions, and turns a hero into a useless person who can only apologize in front of a memorial.

He wanted to destroy the world; this feeling was stronger than ever before.

Even if that good-for-nothing becomes Hokage in the future, he will still be just a good-for-nothing who failed to protect his eyes and his promise.

He would never admit to that kind of future.

. . . . . .

"Have you made up your mind?" Tobirama looked at Kakashi, his expression flickering as if he saw his own Aniga. A second later, he quickly realized it was just his imagination, even though he was equally concerned about the Uchiha clan.

Their essence is still different.

"Yes, this eye was given to me by Obito, so I think if there's any way to find him, it's only through this eye."

Tobirama sighed. "Alright, I respect your decision, but I still hope you don't spend too much time on this person. Your value doesn't lie there."

"No matter what he's planning, he'll eventually come out, and then we'll face him."

As for Kakashi Hatake... his talent lies in construction, as he has already discovered during his observations over the past few days.

No wonder the Sixth Hokage was able to quickly restore Konoha from ruins after the war and usher in a period of rapid development.

"I've made up my mind," no matter what he said, the kid didn't waver at all. He looked gentle and accommodating, with no ambition, but he was as stubborn as an ox.

"I'm speechless," he said. "Okay, do you know about the Mangekyou Sharingan?" he asked.

Chapter 29 The Inside Story of the Blood Mist Village

"again!"

"again!"

"Come again!"

At the training grounds of the former Konoha Root region, two figures swiftly crossed paths in mid-air, their kunai colliding and sparking intensely.

The 12-year-old ninja had a head of black hair sticking up, and two black tomoe appeared in each of his eyes. The occasional red light that peeked out was terrifying.

For Orochimaru, it only excited him; the Sharingan, how beautiful the Sharingan was.

The secrets of the Uchiha clan.

Meeting Uchiha Sasuke was an accident; the original plan was to kidnap the little boy during the Chunin Exams to use him as a vessel for his body.

Luring a ninja obsessed with revenge and craving power was as easy as it could be for him.

Unfortunately, the Chunin Exams were forcibly interrupted. He was so engrossed in perfecting the Impure World Reincarnation technique under the guidance of the Second Hokage that he momentarily forgot about Uchiha Sasuke.

When Sasuke encountered him again at the training ground, the hatred in his eyes intensified.

The deeper the hatred, the more beautiful the Sharingan becomes.

Orochimaru, whose interest in him had been rekindled, offered to train him.

Sasuke, eager to become stronger, agreed without much hesitation.

A week has passed since the Second Hokage spoke with him, and Itachi Uchiha still hasn't returned.

He wants to become stronger, and then go out and find that man to get an answer!

Then decide whether or not to seek revenge against Konoha.

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

Welcome to Konoha News Broadcast. I'm your host, Taro Inoue.

【I am the host, Ai Kotani.】

A huge screen reappeared out of thin air, just like the formal news broadcasting platform it was on the first time, with two hosts speaking formally at the beginning.

“Something interesting is about to happen,” Orochimaru said, licking his cheek with his long tongue, his eyes gleaming with intense curiosity and anticipation.

What kind of content will be released this time?

Aside from Uchiha Sasuke and the Edo Tensei, what interested him most was the large screen that suddenly appeared.

Whether it's technology or content, it's all things he wants to understand.

"Hmph," Sasuke snorted as he saw Orochimaru stop, found a place to sit down with his arms crossed, and wanted to see what other shady things the light screen would expose this time.

[Male Host: Today's news highlights: The first item on the Kirigakure (Hidden Mist Village) official website's self-reflection campaign is a detailed account of the events surrounding the Blood Mist Village.]

[Female host: That's right, this news immediately shocked the entire ninja world.]

[Male Host: No one could have imagined that Kirigakure would go to such lengths. The title of "Village of Blood Mist" undoubtedly represents the darkest period in Kirigakure's history.]

[Female Host: Today, we also want to commend Kirigakure for their courage and thank the Fifth Mizukage, Mei Terumi, for her efforts. We hope this initiative will contribute to the rebirth of Kirigakure.]

(Momochi Zabuza: Is the Bloody Mirage arc over yet?)

(Mei Terumi: You are... Zabuza?! I heard you're dead? What happened?)

Mei Terumi and Zabuza were like-minded partners, but unfortunately, Zabuza defected after failing to assassinate the Mizukage.

I wish he could live until the end of Blood Mist Village.

(Mangetsu Hozuki: Zabuza, you're dead too.)