In front of the administration building, all the clan heads had gathered.
They discussed the situation in low voices.
Akimichi Choza looked deeply worried.
“Is the Uchiha clan mobilizing their entire population to launch a coup?” “Have you ever seen anyone bring their wives and children to a coup?” Nara Shikaku, the brains of the Ino-Shika-Cho trio, reminded them.
“If I don’t state a position later, make sure you don’t speak up recklessly.” “Don’t worry, Shikaku.
Our three clans stand together!” Yamanaka Inoichi said knowingly.
Hatake Kakashi stood alone in a corner, engrossed in a book he held, showing no intention of chatting with the others.
The Hatake clan was very small among Konoha’s many ninja clans, and after Hatake Sakumo’s death, it had fallen into decline.
Kakashi appeared immersed in the steamy depths of *Make-Out Paradise*, but in reality, his thoughts had long drifted elsewhere.
‘Obito…’ He subconsciously touched his left eye.
It was hidden by his slanted forehead protector, and the cold touch of the metal pulled him back to reality.
Sarutobi Hiruzen happened to walk out of the administration building, accompanied by Might Guy.
Kakashi put away *Make-Out Paradise*, lowered his head, and respectfully called out along with the others, “Lord Hokage.” Sarutobi Hiruzen stood on the steps, looking down at the crowd from above, and spoke at a leisurely pace, “I invited everyone here with no other intention than to ask you all to bear witness.” “Our Konoha is a big family.
Everyone has their own interests and hobbies.
It is perfectly normal to have friction and conflicts during our daily interactions.
As the Kage chosen by everyone…” Before Sarutobi Hiruzen could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by an old, hoarse voice.
Uchiha Setsuna, appearing at the end of the street, looked straight at Sarutobi Hiruzen and sternly rebuked him: “Since you are the Kage of a village, you should be impartial, rather than blindly covering up the filthy deeds committed by Shimura Danzo!” Most of the clan heads kept their heads down and minded their own business, looking exactly like statues in a temple.
They turned a deaf ear and a blind eye to everything happening around them.
Before Sarutobi Hiruzen could speak, the head of the Shimura clan eagerly acted as a vanguard, loudly retorting, “Lord Hokage’s fairness and wisdom are obvious to all!
There must be some misunderstanding regarding this matter.” Regarding the Shimura clan’s vocal support, Sarutobi Hiruzen didn’t even blush or skip a beat.
He spoke with righteous indignation: “I have already sent people to investigate this matter.
Please rest assured, members of the Uchiha family, I will definitely give everyone a fair explanation!” Senya stood in the crowd, remaining silent.
Now was not a good time to farm reputation.
Moreover, standing right beside Sarutobi Hiruzen was a thick-eyebrowed ninja with a bowl cut, wearing a green training suit.
Might Guy, an ordinary ninja without any bloodline limit, who had reached the absolute pinnacle of what a mortal could achieve through decades of relentless, grueling effort.
This was a peerless, fierce man who nearly kicked his way to the grand finale with a single strike.
His own frail body wouldn’t even serve as a proper warm-up for the man.
For the sake of his own life, playing the role of an ordinary lackey right now was perfectly fine.
Uchiha Setsuna remained completely unwavering, stating coldly, “There’s no need for such trouble.
Just have Shimura Danzo come out and confront us face-to-face, and it will be clear whether this is a misunderstanding or not!” Sarutobi Hiruzen looked troubled.
“Elder Setsuna, Shimura Danzo is an advisor personally appointed by the Daimyo.
According to the relevant regulations, the most I can do is send someone to investigate.
Without clear evidence, I cannot restrict his personal freedom.” After bringing out the Daimyo, Uchiha Setsuna was actually left speechless for a moment.
Senya’s eyes flickered.
In his past life, when watching the series, he felt that the worldview of the ninja world defied common sense.
Ninjas, who possessed the power to destroy cities and annihilate nations, would actually bow in submission to a powerless Daimyo, willingly accepting their rule.
Especially after the establishment of the hidden villages, over the course of a century, no one had ever harbored the thought of overthrowing and replacing them.
The original work only mentioned that the Daimyo controlled the country’s economic lifeline.
Now it seemed that the Daimyo was also using various methods to constrain and divide the ninja factions, deeply rooting his influence in the hearts of the ninjas.
‘The Daimyo holds far more deterrent power than I imagined.
This is good news for me.’ Senya narrowed his eyes, vaguely forming a new idea.
He activated his Sharingan, and the world suddenly slowed down.
Through the perspective of the Sharingan, the dust falling in the air looked as if someone had pressed the slow-motion button.
Looking further ahead, the wrinkles on Sarutobi Hiruzen’s face were clearly visible.
He carefully observed Sarutobi Hiruzen’s expressions and posture.
With his LV2 Acting skill, he mentally dismantled Sarutobi Hiruzen’s words and actions frame by frame.
‘The material is too scarce.
There are still many areas that need to be perfected!’ Senya took a step forward.
To prevent anyone from reading his lips, he raised a hand to cover his mouth and whispered from behind Uchiha Setsuna: “Elder Setsuna, please continue talking with Sarutobi Hiruzen.
The longer you stall, the better.” Although Uchiha Setsuna felt puzzled, he still did as he was told.
Senya’s unusual movement caught the attention of someone observant.
Might Guy’s eyes widened, his aura firmly locking onto Senya, ready to open the Eight Inner Gates at any moment to erase any danger!
Senya suddenly felt a chill rise from his tailbone, just like an unarmed ordinary person encountering a starving tiger or a ferocious lion in the wild.
The hairs all over his body stood on end, and his body instinctively birthed the urge to flee.
He gritted his teeth, forcefully suppressing the thought of running away, and just stood there without any extra movements.
He and Might Guy were less than thirty meters apart.
With the other party’s strength, this distance could be crossed in the blink of an eye.
Flee?
There was nowhere to run.
It was better to just stand here and take a gamble.
Might Guy having a pure heart didn’t mean he was an idiot.
As long as he didn’t make any movements that could easily cause a misunderstanding, the other party wouldn’t rashly attack him!
Senya carefully observed Might Guy from the corner of his eye and found that the other party was indeed just warning him.
‘Just a warning was enough to make me tremble in fear…’ Senya lowered his eyelids, his emotions complex and hard to describe.
This feeling of having one’s life in the hands of another was truly terrible.
‘This isn’t a game, nor is it my dream.
This is a real world—a world where one careless mistake will leave you a headless corpse!’ ‘Power.
I need enough power to protect myself!’ Senya took a deep breath, a subtle shift occurring in his mindset.
He would still admire Guy’s persistence and dedication to taijutsu, and sympathize with Kakashi’s tragic past.
But he wouldn’t let those emotions become a noose around his own neck.
Might Guy’s mind was as clear as glass.
He keenly sensed the subtle change in Senya’s aura.
However, he didn’t sense any danger, so he tossed the thought to the back of his mind.
As long as Senya didn’t make any dangerous moves, he wouldn’t strike.