Konoha's Love Master

At this moment, even Sandai himself couldn't tell whether he was truly in despair or was subconsciously trying to save his image...

"Crench."

Returning to the simple family home, the third generation pushed open the door of Sarutobi Shinnosuke's room, passing through the various gazes of the clan members.

This was also a very simple room, no different from the others.

A tatami, a desk, a few books, and nothing else.

The dim light coming in from the window didn't bring much brightness.

The third generation did not turn on the light.

He just sat down in front of Sarutobi Shinnosuke's desk, wondering if his unfamiliar son usually sat like this.

What will he do?

Sandai reached out to the bookshelf and pulled down the largest book.

"boom."

Suddenly, a scroll rolled down from the shelf behind the books and rolled in front of him.

The third generation was stunned, with light gathering in his eyes.

What's this…

He picked up the scroll.

He could see through the sealing spell at a glance; it was a blood contract.

In other words, it can only be unsealed by smearing designated blood on it, otherwise it will self-destruct.

The third generation hesitated for a long time, but finally bit his finger and smeared his blood on it.

Perhaps this is his last window to understand his son, and he doesn't want to miss it.

Fortunately, the sealing spell lit up and then dimmed...it was solved!

The third generation was actually a little nervous.

This scroll is not set with Sarutobi Shinnosuke's own blood, but his blood, so... is it specially reserved for him?

He slowly opened the scroll, and rows of unfamiliar handwriting came into view.

"Father, when you see this, I will have committed suicide to apologize."

The first sentence made Sandai's eyes red.

"Since I was little, you have never been satisfied with me. Later, you almost forgot about me as your son. I often think that I have to do something in this life to get your approval."

"It may not be possible to be a ninja. I don't have that kind of talent."

“So, I took another route…”

"You want to be a great Hokage, and I will help you become the greatest Hokage."

"But a lot of the time you're too idealistic, and that won't work out well, and that Shimura Danzo is too sinister to be your dark side."

"Since I was a teenager, I have secretly accumulated a lot of wealth in your name over the past ten years, but none of this money has entered the family."

"I used this money to buy a lot of businesses, including Konoha's entertainment district, hot spring shops, and casinos. Almost all of these most profitable businesses belong to me."

The third generation slowly widened his eyes.

He fully understood how huge this wealth was!

In other words, the village assets embezzled by Sarutobi Shinnosuke may not be just a few hundred million taels, but billions!

His heart began to ache again. He still didn't understand what his son wanted so much wealth for...

"Don't worry, I don't use any of the annual output of these industries for myself or the family. I use them all to win over ninjas."

"Father, do you understand? There aren't many ninjas as idealistic as you who are dedicated to pursuing stability and peace in the village."

"You always say that family ninjas are the biggest obstacle to the integration of the village, but you don't know that most of the civilian ninjas you admire are unsatisfied!"

"The poorer the ninja's background, the more likely they are to pursue wealth and status, because people always pursue what they lack."

"So, those civilian ninjas who appear to be selfless in front of you actually get the benefits they want from me every year."

The Sandai's hands were shaking slightly.

Next, he saw rows of names of civilian ninjas and the amount of money they would receive each year.

That amount is higher than his salary as a Hokage!

Anger surged up all of a sudden, followed by shame and a deep sense of disappointment.

He had always thought, always thought, that these civilian ninjas were the future of the village!

"You must be very angry and disappointed now, right? But there is no need to be, because that's what people are like."

"In this ninja world, those who pursue peace are destined to be a minority. Most people still want their own interests and want to live a better life. You have to see this clearly."

"Ignore this point about the civilian ninjas who received money and think about their mission capabilities. How capable are they? Does their existence make the village better? If so, there is no need to care about their selfishness."

The third generation's heart suddenly calmed down again.

He had never seen any of this, but he had to admit that his son was right.

"Not just civilian ninjas, but clan ninjas as well."

"Father, please put aside your prejudices and do not punish these family ninjas who do something that violates the village system. This is because the existence of many gray areas is necessary. You cannot expect everyone to be as selfless as you."

"Just like the recent liquidation of these families, it was actually completely unnecessary. To be honest, the benefits they gained were not as much as what I gave to the civilian ninjas under your command."

"If there's no benefit in following you, why would they follow you?"

"Father, I am different from you. You are an idealist, but I am a realist. So I cannot see those great ideas and dreams. I can only see the selfish desires in everyone's heart."

"I will use this to help you extend the tentacles of Hokage's power to every corner of the village."

"Although I am dead, my funeral has been arranged. Those ninjas will still benefit from it. Even the civilian ninjas you like in the future will continue to benefit from it."

"If you have any questions, you can find Sarutobi Shingi. He is your single point of contact and a dedicated warrior. He will handle any problem alone and will not implicate you."

"You have to be careful with this person, Hinata Muye, because you can't give him what he wants."

"Orochimaru needs to be observed. He started to behave strangely after the war."

"Namikaze Minato is a very good successor. You can train him well."

"at last…"

Seeing this, the third generation’s eyes became blurred.

He never thought that there had been someone silently doing so many things behind him.

Danzo is the dark side of Hokage, but his son is the one doing the grey area.

"Finally, my dear father, please eat well, sleep well, take good care of your body, live longer, and don't come to me, because..."

"I don't want to see you."

Sandai could no longer control himself, tears streaming down his face like a flood breaking through a dam.

"In this life, I have never lived as myself. I have worked so hard just to get recognition. I am so tired, so tired..."

"Asuma is a good boy, he has ninja talent, I hope you won't treat him like you treated me..."

"That's it, I hope we..."

"Death and life will never meet again."

boom.

The third generation fell off the chair and sat on the floor, curled up beside the tatami, crying like a child.

When Sarutobi Shinnosuke committed suicide, in addition to pain, he felt more shame and confusion.

I feel ashamed for my son doing such a thing, but I don't understand why he would do that.

Until now, until he found this letter, until he truly came into contact with the true heart of this son who hid in his shadow...

It was the first time that he finally truly felt the presence of Sarutobi Shinnosuke, but unfortunately the next moment was their final farewell.

His son is a true genius, not a genius as a ninja, but a genius in worldly affairs!

He did so much secretly, and helped his ideal father do so much, but in the end he said to him...

We will never meet again in life or death.

How much hatred, determination and pain must he have to deal a heavy blow to his biological father after his death?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The third generation cried and held his head, curled up in the corner like a child, and almost fainted from crying.

"Father! What's wrong with you?!"

Suddenly, the door was slammed open and Asuma, now ten years old, rushed in.

Then, he was completely stunned.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never seen his Hokage father have such a weak moment.

He was always so kind, always had such a hazy smile, and always buried his emotions completely...

"Dad... Dad..."

Asuma squatted down in front of the Third Generation nervously, at a loss: "You...you..."

But Sandai suddenly hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his old face.

Asuma even felt like his bones were about to fall apart from being hugged so tightly.

Then he heard his father, who never showed his emotions, whispering in his ear: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Asuma intuitively felt that the apologies were not addressed to him, but he still whispered, "It's okay."

But the third generation seemed not to hear and kept saying: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

...

"Orochimaru, how long will you continue to study the first generation of cell phagocytogens?"

In the dark underground, there is a huge laboratory.

Danzo came here alone and found the scientist Orochimaru.

"Don't worry, just give me some time."

Orochimaru's apricot-yellow vertical pupils looked a little creepy in the shadows, but Danzo was unaware of it.

"Hurry up, I can't help but kill Hinata Muye." Danzo said coldly.

"I'm as anxious as you are," Orochimaru licked his lips with his tongue, "After all, I've been coveting his body for a long time!"

"Hmph, there's something wrong with him. His strength is increasing too fast," Danzo said.

Orochimaru's eyes were shining faintly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"How are the primary cells transplanted into your body?" he suddenly asked.

Danzo shook his head: "It's not good, if the seal is released, there will be a risk of being backlashed within half an hour."

"You have neither Uchiha blood nor Senju blood, so you are definitely not suitable," Orochimaru fell into deep thought, "But Hinata Muya..."

"I asked you to develop a potion that can kill him without anyone noticing, not to use him as an experimental material!" Danzo said angrily.

"Don't worry, I know," Orochimaru said dimly, "After all, I still need you to provide materials for human experiments."

"Humph, that's good if you know."

When Danzo left, he went back to his experiments, like a ruthless scientific research machine...

...

"Uncle, these are what Wuye has been doing recently."

At Konoha's largest ninja tool store, Uchiha Mikoto was reporting the situation to her current uncle and future father-in-law.

The man still had his eyes open, which could barely see the road, and his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, making a slight thumping sound.

After a long time, he sighed slightly.

"What's wrong, uncle?" Uchiha Mikoto, who was kneeling, immediately asked with concern.