Betrayal Has a Terrible Start.

At the end of life, it will also become a sharp tooth that destroys the enemy, a light that bites the darkness.

That is... Konoha White Fang.

The Konoha ninjas who came to mourn, the third generation of Naruto Sarutobi Hirizan, and the two advisors Mitomon Yan and Zanju Koharu, followed by Jiraiya and Tsunade, the second of the three ninjas, and the ninjas behind, each They are all Jonin, who can be regarded as Konoha's pillars, and they all come to pay tribute to Konoha's hero——Bai Fang.

Of course, there is a special 'guest'.

The boy with an appearance similar to that of the white-fanged ninja, Sakumo Hatake, with a numb face at the moment, stood beside Hiruzaru Sarutobi, the third Hokage, staring blankly at the tombstone of his father Sakumo Hatake, wondering if it was rain Still tears, flowing from the eyes, fists clenched.

Slowly flowing.

There seemed to be a whimper or two.

The young and still a child of Bai Fang's son, a child named 'Hatake Kakashi', still cannot accept such a sad fact.

The Third Hokage Hiruza Sarutobi turned his head and stroked Kakashi's little head, his eyes filled with love and sigh.

White Fang...

In short, the mood is extremely complicated.

Too young to die.

An infinite ninja died during the mission, not only he, Hokage, feels sorry, but for the entire Konoha, it is a huge loss...and what will it bring to the young son of a hero? The impact is unpredictable.

"Did that Orochimaru guy come?" Tsunade asked Ziraiya quietly behind the Third Hokage, Kakashi, and the two advisors.

"The old man has already sent someone to call him, but he used the experiment as an excuse..." Ji Laiya couldn't continue here.

"Tch, that bastard, it's really..." Tsunade cursed in a low voice, clenched his teeth, and anger appeared in his eyes: "Could it be that Sakumo is dead, that bastard is secretly happy, so ..."

"Tsunade. Don't talk nonsense. No matter how you say it, Orochimaru is not that kind of person. Sakumo is our friend, and Orochimaru also said that he will come to mourn the funeral..." Jiraiya smiled wryly.

"The Alliance of the Rain Country failed. After he came back, his eyes became a little strange... Forget it, I was overthinking." Tsunade closed his eyes and sighed.

Jilai also shook his head helplessly, looking at the tombstone in front of him, his eyes were full of sentimentality.

This might... be the end of a hero.

Among the mourning crowd, except for the young Kakashi, the other ninjas held back their grief and did not shed tears.

This kind of thing has been experienced too much.

If you have to say it, Hatake Sakumo is just the most ordinary of them.

What is special is his achievements, which are enough to make the whole Konoha sigh.

Quiet and speechless.

Ninja is not an honorable status, but a high-risk occupation that rubs shoulders with death at any time. It does not pursue luxury, and the funeral is simple and plain, without any special features, and everything is kept simple.

Ninjas are tools to get things done.

Even so, but people are not grass, how can they be ruthless?

It's not emotional indifference, but suppressing this emotion in the deepest part of the heart, getting used to this kind of sadness, getting used to this kind of mental numbness...

With the memory of the dead, conceal the weak heart, inherit the will of the dead, and survive in this cruel world with strength.

This is the greatest consolation for the living to the dead.

And the ultimate definition of a ninja.

The funeral lasted until dusk in the afternoon, when the rain stopped, the sky was stained with a hazy dark yellow, a bit ambiguous and a bit lazy.

The crowd dispersed in twos and threes, the ground of the cemetery was still a little wet, the air was very fresh, and the mood seemed to be washed by the clear lake water, and the sadness faded a lot.

"Ri Zhan, next..." The consultant turned to bed Xiaochun wanted to say something, but was stopped.

Mitomon Yan shook his head at her, glanced at Sarutobi Hiruzen's back, closed his eyes and turned around.

Turning to sleep, Xiaochun also fell silent, and left with Mitomonyan.

In the entire huge cemetery, only Sarutobi Hiruzen and Kakashi remained.

"Do you feel better, Kakashi?" Hiruzen Sarutobi took out his pipe, habitually wanted to light it, but found that there was no fire, so he had to give up, just put the pipe in his mouth, and the emotions on his face became more complicated.

Recently, the frequency of smoking seems to have increased.

More and more sentimental like the old man.

Am I getting old?Hiruzaru Sarutobi had this thought.

"Yes, Hokage-sama." Kakashi still wiped the wet tears on his face with his sleeves, and his eyes were red.

"Sakumo is the hero of the village. In order to save his comrades, he disregarded his own sacrifice and died with the enemy. He is an example for all of our Konoha ninjas. He is worthy of being a qualified Konoha ninja. He has been thinking about the safety of the village until his death. .” Sarutobi Hirizhan said in a melancholy tone.

Kakashi remained silent, looking at the name on the tombstone, as well as the black and white photos, complexities appeared in his eyes.

"Hiding sadness and showing a smile is something we ninjas must face. The ninjas in Konoha Village all have the will of fire. We who inherit this will will become a family. Your father Sakumo also, for Contribute to this family. Kakashi, do you have this awareness?" Hiruzaru Sarutobi looked solemn.

"Father... the will of fire?" Kakashi murmured, and then his eyes became firm, as if a flame was burning in his eyes: "Yes, I will inherit my father's will and become a part of the village, Hokage grown ups!"

"Haha, it's amazing willpower. But before that, learn to be strong, Kakashi." Hiruzaru Sarutobi smiled on his face, and wiped the corners of Kakashi's eyes with his wrinkled palms. It's wet tears.

"In any case, your father is the hero of the village, and you are the son of a hero. So, Kakashi... If you want to cry, just cry, don't hold back."

He hugged Kakashi's thin body into his arms.