Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Life returned to normal.

Aoba resumed his nine-to-five corporate life.

During the day, he works like a slave at Konoha Hospital, and at night he goes home to study and improve the art of spiritification.

Occasionally, Dan-senpai would be invited out to provide guidance. After all, the Edo Tensei body is an immortal body, and it would be dangerous for Dan-senpai to conduct experiments on it. In addition, Aoba could obtain extremely accurate data.

Furthermore, as a former Jonin of Konoha, Dan-senpai also possessed considerable skill in other ninjutsu, including sealing techniques, which Aoba was least proficient in.

They'd better catch a sheep and plunder it.

During the day, he would occasionally go to Zhenhong's house for a free meal and flirt with her.

Life couldn't be more comfortable.

The only downside is that friction between the border region and Iwa ninja is becoming increasingly frequent.

The atmosphere in Konoha Village grew increasingly oppressive. Although a full-scale war had not yet broken out, the air was already thick with the smell of gunpowder.

This was somewhat different from the three wars he remembered.

This left Aoba with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

The good news is that the future may change.

The worry is that if the future really changes, his advantage of being a prophet will be gone.

"Have you heard? Kakashi Hatake has screwed up his teammates again."

The nurses' station in a hospital is always the place where information flows most freely.

Several nurses huddled together, tidying up bandages while whispering among themselves.

"How many is this now?"

"The seventh squad, right? I heard that one of the teammates only suffered minor injuries and couldn't keep up with his speed, so he abandoned him on the spot. If the captain hadn't risked his life to save him, that person wouldn't have made it back."

"Kakashi these days is practically a mission machine. He completely disregards the lives of his teammates in order to complete missions. Anyone who teams up with him is doomed."

"How could this be? That's so cold-blooded! Back then, Lord White Fang..."

Shh! Don't talk nonsense.

Aoba leaned against the corner of the corridor, holding a medical record in her hand, listening expressionlessly.

Because his father abandoned his mission to save his comrades, he was blamed by the village and eventually committed suicide.

Kakashi then went to the other extreme.

Kakashi now is like a sharp blade without a sheath, hurting both himself and others.

Tasks come first, rules come first.

To complete his mission, he would not hesitate to abandon his injured comrades.

This extreme approach made him infamous among the various teams in Konoha.

No one wanted to team up with this "cold-blooded animal," and in just six months, he had been kicked out of seven teams.

Qingye shook her head, turned around and walked into the ward next door.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a strong smell of cheap liniment wafted out.

"Three hundred and forty-one, three hundred and forty..."

On the hospital bed, a boy with a watermelon-shaped haircut wearing a green bodysuit was doing push-ups, but he was grimacing from the pain in his ribs.

Matt Kai.

This guy is always bursting with energy.

Snapped!

Aoba walked over and slapped Kai on the back of the head, knocking him to the ground.

"Lie down."

hiss~

Kai clutched his head, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain.

"Don't you want to be discharged?"

Aoba's words immediately shut Kai up.

"Two ribs were broken, the forearm was fractured, and there were multiple soft tissue contusions."

Aoba flipped through Kai's medical record and casually asked, "Did you go see Kakashi again?"

Kai tilted his head, gave a thumbs-up, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth: "Youth is about constant challenges!"

Ha, this is the third time this month.

"Even though I lost, I could feel it... Kakashi has gotten even stronger!"

In the end, Kai's thick eyebrows drooped, and he seemed a little downcast.

"Kakashi seemed really sad. He didn't say anything, but I could tell. Everyone else ignored him, except me..."

This guy.

Although he seems like a rough-around-the-edges, hot-blooded idiot, his judgment of people is terrifyingly accurate.

In the entire Hidden Leaf Village, perhaps only Guy saw through Kakashi's vulnerability beneath that cold exterior.

"So you just shamelessly went up there to get beaten up."

Aoba mercilessly criticizes.

"Youth is a time that cannot be paused!"

Kai retorted loudly, "He's a worthy opponent, not one I acknowledge."

Aoba sighed inwardly.

Without Guy, Kakashi might actually have turned to the dark side.

"Okay, lie still and don't move."

After saying that, Qingye turned around and locked the door.

Then he walked back to the bedside, and Qingye placed his hands on Kai's back, which glowed green.

"what?"

Kai could feel the pain in his body subsiding rapidly.

"Do not move!"

Aoba reminded him again.

Ten minutes later, Aoba slowly withdrew his hand.

Kai got up again, moved his body around, and found that the injured parts were all healed, even the old injury on his shoulder seemed to have healed.

"Aoba, you're amazing!"

Kai stared wide-eyed at Aoba with delight.

"Alright, don't tell anyone about this, just keep it to yourself."

"Why are you so strong, Aoba...?"

"If you get injured again and want me to treat you, then shut your mouth."

Aoba said expressionlessly, then pointed out the window, "Go this way. As for the medical expenses... never mind, we'll pay for them next time. Anyway, you'll be coming back in soon."

After saying that, Qingye took out a bottle of her own homemade liniment from inside her pocket and handed it to Kai.

"This is my own configuration, and it works better than yours, which I don't even know what it is."

Kai was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he immediately wanted to hug him.

However, Aoba disdainfully threw it out the window.

After sending Kai away, Aoba prepared to return to his office to continue slacking off.

"What happened? Why is there such a big commotion?"

The nurses and patients around them whispered among themselves.

Aoba stopped in her tracks; that direction led to the delivery room.

There were many people gathered outside the delivery room, many of whom were wearing Jonin vests. It was rare to see so many Jonin gathered together.

Aoba noticed the fan-shaped family crest on the back of the group.

They're from the Uchiha clan!

The man in the lead had a serious expression, with faint nasolabial folds under his eyes.

It was none other than the current head of the Uchiha clan—Uchiha Fugaku.

Aoba then remembered that he had seen Uchiha Mikoto go to the hospital for a pregnancy check-up before.

Let's calculate the time...

That man is about to be born.

Uchiha Itachi.

"Wow--"

A moment later, the delivery room door opened, and a loud cry pierced through the air.

"Congratulations, Chief Fugaku."

Many doctors and nurses stepped forward to offer their congratulations.

After all, the Uchiha clan can be considered the most powerful clan in Konoha right now.

Fugaku nodded slightly, reserved and arrogant, and carefully took the baby from the nurse's hands.

Who could have imagined that the man who would one day personally slaughter his entire clan and bear endless darkness and infamy was just a wrinkled baby at this moment?

This eldest son, on whom the entire family places their hopes, will one day tear this fan to shreds with his own hands.

Fate is truly a wicked thing.

"I heard that another genius has emerged from the Uchiha clan."

Two Chunin who were watching nearby were chatting idly.

"You mean Uchiha Shisui?"

"Yes, she's only four years old, right? I heard she already has the strength of a genin, and her body flicker technique is even better than a chunin's."

"That's just bragging, isn't it? He was still playing in the mud when he was four. It's definitely a fabrication by the Uchiha clan to save face and try to outdo Kakashi Hatake."

"Who knows? Anyway, the Uchiha clan spread the rumor themselves..."

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