Konoha: This ninja is suspicious by nature

Chapter 113 What Are Ninjas?
In the early morning, the sky was overcast and gray, as if it was about to be suppressed, making people feel gloomy.

The vibrant and colorful Konoha Village in the past was now obscured by dark clouds. There was no hustle and bustle on the streets, and there were very few pedestrians. Those standing at the door were all wrapped in black, with sad faces.

Today is the funeral of the third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen. As a great ninja who dedicated his life to Konoha, the villagers all regret his passing.

Although only Konoha ninjas participated in the memorial ceremony, as ordinary civilians in Konoha Village, every household was dressed in black and stood in front of their homes early in the morning, looking at the tall Hokage Rock and reminiscing about the past.

On the day Orochimaru attacked Konoha, in addition to the third generation who died fighting for Konoha, there were other ninjas who died heroically. Even if he took the plan with the least casualties, someone would still be unavoidable.

This is the world of ninjas, where people are always dying, cruel and real.

Before Naruto went out, he looked at the photo of him and the third generation in the bedroom. The smile of that kind old man seemed to be just yesterday. He was very sad because he would never see it again.

He walked out the door and looked up at Hokage Rock. Although he had always aimed at Hokage, it was not until today that he understood a little bit about what Hokage was.

He jogged all the way towards the Konoha Cemetery in the back hill of the village. The Konoha Cemetery is the place where those sacrificed ninjas left their families and friends with their last thoughts.

In a remote cemetery, Kakashi stood quietly in front of the commemorative monument alone, his face expressionless and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Kakashi-sensei, excuse me." A careful voice came from behind.

"Yeah" Kakashi responded softly.

"I heard from Naruto that Kakashi-sensei always finds all kinds of weird reasons to be late. Is it because of the person engraved on the stone tablet?"

Pay attention to the name on the stone tablet, Uchiha Obito.

"Haha, you are really sharp, please. He is my former companion, a bastard like Naruto."

Kakashi didn't shy away from it, thinking that with Han Hen's IQ, he should have already guessed that his Sharingan was related to Obito, and about what happened to this Sharingan, Han Hen must also know something about it.

"It's really hard to forget a companion like Naruto."

Pay attention to no more words, and meditate quietly with Kakashi.

He sometimes feels that Kakashi is the person who is most like a ninja. He has experienced the tragic death of his family and friends, and he has also been trapped in his own confusion. Now he acts decisively and looks cold and ruthless. It seems that he has found the solution. the outlet of one's own life.

In fact, it seems that Kakashi is still a very contradictory person today. He can do cruel things, but he can also be moved by beautiful emotions.

I don't seem to have any pursuits. I have no goal of becoming a Hokage and no idea of ​​starting a family. To put it bluntly, I just lie flat and do whatever I want.

At best, it's called watching, at worst, it's numbness, and this is by far the normal state of most ninjas.

Pay attention to the unintentional comments. Compared to Kakashi, his ninja career has just begun. He sometimes also thinks about what a ninja should be like and what kind of ninja he should become.

The strange thing is that he killed people very smoothly from the first time. Although he was very scared in his heart, he didn't hesitate in the movements of his hands.

This reminded him of the Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato, the best ninja in his mind, someone who always knew what to do at critical moments and could always make the right decision.

Just like He was terrified when he killed someone, but his body instinct told him that he should do it, and his behavior could not be influenced by emotions. "The Third Generation Master's side is about to start, let's go over there." Liu Xin said.

After Kakashi responded, He Xin went to the venue of the memorial ceremony for the third generation.

An empty field in the cemetery was filled with Konoha ninjas dressed in black.On a high platform surrounded by white flowers, photos of sacrificed ninjas were placed on the horizontal table, with the third generation in the middle.

Three generations of old friends are also high-level advisors to Konoha. Koharu and Mito Kaden are the hosts of the funeral ceremony, presiding over the ninjas to pay their respects.

Heed and Kakashi stood in the front row on the left side, with Naruto and Konohamaru beside them.

Konohamaru looked sad and sullen, and Asuma told him that ninjas shouldn't shed tears easily.

He twisted the corners of his eyes, looked up at Hexin and asked, "Brother Hexin, did grandpa say anything before he left?"

Hexin touched Konohamaru's head, "He said he had no regrets in dying for Konoha, and he also wanted Konohamaru to grow up well."

A bolt of lightning flashed across the dark clouds, and the sky, which had been gloomy all morning, finally began to rain. The heavy raindrops fell harder and harder, and the sky was also crying at this moment.

Konohamaru couldn't wipe the rain off his face, so he let it flow, and it tasted salty when it came to his mouth.

Looking carefully at the photos of the third generation, he felt both sad and relieved. He knew that the third generation had no regrets in his death. Perhaps this is the best comfort when facing death.

I hope these Konoha ninjas present can thrive and become the backbone of Konoha, as the Third Generation thought, he thought.

In the afternoon, after all the ninjas went forward to worship and remember each other, the rain gradually stopped. The air after the rain was very fresh, and the sun penetrated the clouds and shone on the washed earth, glowing with colorful light.

Konoha Village once again put on colorful clothes, looking like a young and energetic young man.

After the memorial ceremony, everyone dispersed, and Jiraiya quietly came to the tomb of the third generation. A trace of sadness flashed across his face, and then he said carelessly:

"I didn't expect it, teacher, I knew we should meet, but for an elderly ninja like you and me, death is not something hesitant about."

He thought of those days when the three generations taught them when he was a child, how happy and beautiful they were.The third generation has been partial to Orochimaru since he was a child, and the good fortune is that the third generation also died because of Orochimaru, but he still had a disciple to accompany him before he died.

Jiraiya stayed for a while before turning around and leaving. He had his own things to do when he returned to Konoha this time.And as he said, after experiencing too much, death is not something that cannot be accepted. Ninjas and people can only look forward.

One after another, some ninjas who had not had time to catch up with the formal memorial ceremony came to pay their respects.

At night, a man in black robe came to the tomb of the third generation. He saw a bandage wrapped around his forehead under his hood, covering his right eye, and his right hand was hidden in the robe on his chest.

"Hiruzhan, I have finally waited for this day, but you seem to have never had any expectations for me. If I want to reach your level, it seems that I still have a long way to go, but I will not give up. One day I will prove that I am no worse than you."

"I, Danzo, must prove to the world that I can also be Hokage!" He secretly shouted in his heart.

(End of this chapter)