Naruto: I, who fooled the ninja world, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 275 Hyuga Kumokawa: Tell me, your accomplices, their numbers, and their locations.

"teacher……"

Naruto instinctively wanted to ask something, but then suddenly fell silent.

Not every question has a single answer.

Seemingly knowing what he wanted to ask, Yun said in a calm tone, "I will only teach you knowledge, history and ideas, and provide you with the tools and perspectives to answer questions."

"You don't need to, and you can't, give a perfect answer that satisfies everyone."

"You just need to be sure that the answer you come up with after careful consideration is better than the solutions proposed by anyone else in the world."

"Then you can do it without hesitation."

"..." Naruto pursed his lips. "I don't understand, teacher."

"Just as I don't think that Hashirama Senju's approach of distributing tailed beasts to each country and village to maintain balance was the perfect and optimal solution to end all wars."

Yun continued, "But that was the best answer he could come up with, given the historical limitations of the time, and it was better than anyone else's."

"As it turns out, his actions did bring a relatively long-lasting peace to the ninja world, even though it was fragile and full of hidden dangers. Therefore, I still acknowledge his efforts."

"And you..."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "You are my student, and you have learned knowledge from two worlds."

"Then your answer should be better than that of everyone else in the ninja world."

Upon hearing this, Naruto's eyes flickered slightly, and his originally heavy mood gradually calmed down.

Yes.

Regarding the question of "how to achieve peace in the ninja world," the fragile balance maintained by the five great nations through diverting conflicts and exchanging interests is clearly a failing answer.

The two leaders of Akatsuki, one died because of his naivety and idealism, and the other went to the extreme of terrorism; their answers were also incorrect.

Everyone has their own answer; there is no perfect answer.

Yes, it's just a matter of whose answer is better than whose.

So what he needs to do is not to come up with a perfect solution, but to use his knowledge to think and explore the best answer.

At the same time, we must pay the price and bear all the consequences for putting this answer into practice.

So……

"What is my answer?" Naruto pondered. "What is the root cause of war? And how can we truly make war disappear from this world?"

Furthermore, can we really find the answer by staying in Konoha?
Just as he was lost in thought.

"call……"

A sigh of relief came from beside me.

Uchiha Sasuke slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the eerie crimson three-tomoe in his eyes had faded, and his pupils had returned to their original dark color.

His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, clearly indicating that maintaining the Sharingan for high-precision assistance had taken a lot of his energy.

On the operating table in front of him, the seriously injured Konoha ninja was still unconscious, but his breathing had become much more stable, and his wounds had been perfectly stitched up and secured.

The young medical ninja wiped the sweat from his brow, looked up at Sasuke, and said with genuine gratitude in his eyes, "Thank you so much, Sasuke. It's all thanks to you."

Upon hearing this, Sasuke Uchiha gave a somewhat weary smile and shook his head: "I was just helping out on the sidelines; you were the one who actually performed the surgery."

In fact, if this Konoha ninja had been injured by Tsunade or Shizune, they could have been healed with the Healing Palm Technique.

However, the Palm Healing Technique, as an "A-rank ninjutsu," is not something that everyone can master. Most medical ninjas simply have a better understanding of chakra than ordinary doctors.

Without Sasuke's Sharingan's dynamic vision and insight, he wouldn't be able to pinpoint the locations of those tiny blood vessels and nerve bundles that are difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Given the experience and abilities of this young medical ninja, it would be absolutely impossible for him to perform such a highly complex surgery independently.

In the past, when performing such difficult and delicate surgeries on the battlefield, it was often the Byakugan of the Hyuga clan that served as the "human microscope".

But today...

Sasuke's gaze unconsciously swept over the chaotic shelter, his brows furrowing slightly.

Not a single member of the Hyuga clan was seen.

Even Hyuga Neji, who had long held the top spot in the senior grades and possessed exceptional talent despite being a member of the branch family, was nowhere to be seen.

It's important to understand that, theoretically, all the teachers and students of the Ninja Academy should have been relocated here, which means that something very likely happened to the Hyuga clan...

"Forget it, it's none of my business." Sasuke shook his head, dismissing those thoughts, and his gaze fell on the busy figures moving among the wounded.

Those were members of the Uchiha clan.

Some Uchiha ninjas who had awakened their Sharingan were, just like he had just done, using the Sharingan's perception to assist the medical ninjas in performing various delicate procedures.

Some Uchiha clan members who hadn't awakened their Sharingan silently undertook arduous physical tasks: carrying the wounded, distributing supplies, maintaining order, and comforting frightened children...

This scene would have been almost unimaginable in the past.

The Uchiha clan was once known for its arrogance, aloofness, and unapproachability, even as it was perceived as gloomy, irritable, and easily angered—a far cry from the image of "saving lives and healing the wounded."

However, now that Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Sasuke have learned from past lessons, they naturally know that a bad reputation is one of the reasons why the Uchiha clan has fallen to this state.

Compared to the often-offensive work of the police force, medical ninjas are clearly better able to change the public's perception of the Uchiha clan and gain more favor and prestige from ordinary people.

"interesting."

Inside the sealed space, Yunshiki sat on the head of the Nine-Tails, watching the changes in Naruto and Sasuke.

Whether it's Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, or other members of the new generation, they have all grown up without anyone noticing, and have undergone changes that are unknown to others.

Naruto Uzumaki ranked first in his grade in theoretical studies at the Ninja Academy, while Sasuke Uchiha ranked first in practical combat at the Ninja Academy.

With his three-tomoe Sharingan, if Sasuke Uchiha wanted, he could even graduate directly, completely overwhelming his peers in terms of strength.

Similarly, Naruto Uzumaki's knowledge completely surpasses that of his peers.

Therefore, Naruto and Sasuke became friends through their interactions, friends who, though they didn't say it, deeply respected each other.

However, although their styles of doing things have changed, their essence remains the same.

Just like Uchiha Sasuke, the reason he wanted to become Hokage was certainly not because of the Will of Fire.

After all, he didn't actually use Kotoamatsukami to become Hokage; it was just a means for him to revive the Uchiha clan.

Ultimately, compared to other insignificant people, Sasuke Uchiha cared more about his clan and valued the Uchiha clan more than Konoha as a whole.

This is the biggest difference between him and Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi.

This is also the biggest difference between him and Naruto.

Naruto's perspective is focused on humanity as a whole, while Sasuke Uchiha only wants to make the Uchiha clan better.

If all goes well, they will only have one or two years left before graduating and becoming genin.

After leaving the ninja academy, their differences will become increasingly apparent, until they go down different paths, or even turn against each other with swords drawn.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong.

This is a clash of ideologies.

This is also a debate over positions.

This is the result Yun wanted.

"Meow."

Just as Naruto Uzumaki was deep in thought, a soft meow interrupted his thoughts.

He subconsciously looked up and saw a familiar dark figure pounce over, leaping precisely onto his head and curling up in a comfortable spot.

"Little Black?" Naruto was slightly taken aback, and a warm smile appeared on his face as he raised his hand to gently stroke the soft, warm fur on the top of his head.

"Where have you been? I was worried something had happened to you after not seeing you for so long..."

However, before Naruto could ask any more questions, a sudden commotion arose from the direction of the shelter entrance.

"Where is Lord Sandai?!"

A woman holding a child could no longer endure the endless fear and waiting. She suddenly stood up, her voice sharp and shrill with fear, even bordering on madness!

She frantically looked around, trying to find that familiar figure among the busy ninjas.

but.

"Why hasn't Lord Sandai shown up yet? He'll definitely protect us! Right? He'll definitely come!" she shouted.
Her question instantly stirred up a ripple among the crowd.

"That's right! Where is the Third Generation Lord?"

"Why haven't we seen the Third Generation Lords at all?"

"Sir ninja, please tell us, has the Third Hokage... has he met with some misfortune?"

People seemed to have grasped at the last elusive straw, asking questions with tearful voices. More and more people were infected by this emotion and began to stir.

Their gazes fell upon the Konoha ninjas maintaining order, yearning for an answer that would put their minds at ease.

However, faced with these expectant and fearful gazes, the young Chunin and Genin instinctively lowered their heads, looked away, and avoided those gazes.

This subconscious silence and avoidance undoubtedly exacerbated people's fear.

Despair spread uncontrollably like a plague within the crowded, dimly lit, enclosed space.

"Please calm down! Keep order!"

Despite his injured arm and the blood-soaked bandages, Iruka had to endure the pain and immediately stand on higher ground, shouting at the top of his lungs to try and calm the out-of-control crowd.

"The Third Hokage is outside leading the other ninja in a full-scale battle against the enemy. We must trust the Third Hokage, trust Konoha, we are safe here! Please hold on..."

Although his voice was loud, he knew very well that Hiruzen Sarutobi was not in Konoha, which made his voice tremble slightly.

Safety?

Is it really safe?
As if in response to his pale reassurance, and also to crush everyone's last shred of hope.

An explosion, more powerful and closer than any before, seemed to explode right next to their ears, slamming heavily against the heavy door of the shelter!
boom!
The entire underground space shook violently, dust and gravel fell from the ceiling, and the lights flickered wildly!
"what!!"

An uncontrollable scream of panic erupted, completely drowning out all other sounds!
"What's going on?" Iruka, standing on high ground, suddenly changed his expression, turning his head sharply towards the direction of the shelter's gate, a very ominous premonition rising in his heart! *Bang!*

Then came an even more terrifying explosion!

There, in the center of the specially reinforced alloy door, which should have been indestructible, a section bulged inward, as if it had been violently struck by some monster!
Are they the enemy? The enemy has found this place?!

This thought instantly crossed the minds of everyone who witnessed this scene.

The next moment, there was no time to react at all.

laugh! !

A thin, scarlet thread, made of highly concentrated blood, pierced through the heavy door from the outside!
Then, the blood line gently swept to one side, and several Konoha genin and civilians standing in front of the door were also slashed.

puff!puff!
The dull thuds of flesh being easily cut apart rang out one after another!
The expressions of terror on the faces of those who were pierced by the bloodline instantly froze.

Their bodies were smoothly split in two along the lines of blood, their internal organs and blood gushing out like a burst dam, their mangled bodies sliding helplessly to the ground...

Some people weren't even slashed in vital areas; they were crawling on the ground, half their bodies torn apart, groaning in pain.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Those who witnessed this horrific scene up close let out heart-wrenching screams!

"Damn it!" Iruka turned sharply to look at Naruto. Knowing Naruto's identity and importance, he immediately realized that the enemy might be targeting him.

Bang!
The alloy door, which had been slashed open, collapsed inwards with a deafening crash onto the ground, raising a cloud of dust!
"Looks like I found it before the boss."

Accompanied by a triumphant sigh, a figure walked unhurriedly through the smoke and dust mingled with the stench of blood.

It was none other than Miyajo En, who was wearing a black robe with red cloud patterns.

He strolled through the collapsed gate as if taking a leisurely walk, stepping over the blood and limbs scattered on the ground, his mocking gaze sweeping over the crowd inside the shelter, who were frozen in fear.

"Ah..." A civilian who was close to him was about to let out a heart-wrenching scream in extreme fear.

puff!

A very faint yet incredibly clear sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out.

A slender arrow, entirely formed from blood, shot from Miyajo En's fingertip and pierced precisely between the man's eyebrows.

The man's scream stopped abruptly, his terrified expression froze, and his body slumped backward.

Miya Shiro slowly raised his other hand and put a finger to his lips: "Shh."

Throughout the entire shelter, everyone who had opened their mouths and was about to scream was as if they had been collectively choked, and all their voices were forcibly swallowed back.

Once again, a suffocating silence descended.

Miyajo En nodded slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with the "quiet" he had forcibly created. His gaze swept past the crowd and landed in the direction where Uzumaki Naruto had stood earlier.

However, that spot was now empty, and Iruka had vanished along with it.

"Heh." A light, mocking laugh escaped from Miyajo En's mouth. "A futile struggle."

He didn't bother looking for the two hiding rats; instead, his gaze turned to Shizune, who held a seemingly central position among all the Konoha ninja present.

Swish!
His figure vanished instantly, appearing before Shizune like a ghost.

Shizune's pupils suddenly contracted, her cheeks puffed out, and poisonous mist mixed with several poisoned senbon needles was suddenly spat out of her mouth!

This is her unique secret technique, which transforms the chakra within her body into a special, highly toxic substance that turns into a deadly poisonous mist the moment it comes into contact with the air; even inhaling a tiny bit is enough to kill.

The poisonous fog engulfed Miyajo En in front of him!
However, faced with this deadly poisonous fog, Miyajo En didn't even move a step. He simply turned his head to dodge Senbon and reached out to grab Shizune's slender neck.

"Cough!" The immense force made it impossible for her to breathe instantly.

Miyajo En stood in the poisonous fog, even tilting his head slightly back and taking a deep breath, inhaling a small amount of the deadly purple poisonous fog.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, his fingers tightening slightly. His blood-red dragon eyes savored the pained expression on Shizune's face as she suffocated, and he said with a contemptuous tone:

"Do you think poison would have any meaning for a 'freak' who can manipulate every drop of their own blood and even transform it into any form?"

Jingyin felt a cold spiritual energy forcefully invade her brain through the other person's eyes, causing her consciousness to become blurred, her body to stiffen, and even her fingers to become immobile.

Illusion!

Is this... the Blood Dragon Eye from the records?!
Miyajo En slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping once more over the trembling commoners.

"Don't be afraid." His tone suddenly softened. "I'm not a bloodthirsty madman. I'm here only to take someone away."

"If you hand him over, I promise I will leave immediately and will not harm any of you."

His tone made it sound like he was talking about something trivial, and a faint glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Ninja-sama..." A man who was slightly closer asked in a barely audible voice, "Who...who are you looking for?"

Miyajo En's gaze fell on the man, and then he said with a mocking tone, "A little brat who looks a lot like a fox."

Upon hearing this, almost instantly everyone present realized who he was talking about.

"Oh, right. To save everyone's time," Miyajo En added, as if remembering something, "from now on, as long as he doesn't come out every ten seconds..."

He raised his free hand and extended a finger, a trickle of scarlet blood slowly gathering at the fingertip.

"I'll just randomly kill one person."

"Then," whether intentionally or unintentionally, Miyajo En suddenly looked at Uchiha Sasuke in the distance, raised his finger and pointed at him, "Let's start with you."

"ten……"

The cold, mocking countdown from Miyajo En echoed clearly in the deathly silent shelter.

"Nine……"

It was as if an invisible hand was gripping everyone's throats, squeezing the air of despair even thinner.

Seeing the finger that Miyajo En pointed at him, and sensing the intense aura of death emanating from it, Uchiha Sasuke narrowed his eyes and made a secret signal with his hand behind his back.

This gesture means...

— Hide well.

In a corner of the crowd behind him, untouched by the shadows of the collapsed debris.

Iruka covered Naruto's mouth with his own body, his arms wrapped around Naruto like iron hoops, using all his strength to suppress the boy's violently struggling body.

Seeing Sasuke's gesture, Naruto made a "woo-woo" sound in his throat, and his body burst with power that should not be in his age, twisting and turning wildly, trying to break free.

"Naruto! Calm down!" Iruka whispered in Naruto's ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You can't go out! You absolutely can't!"

"That guy is an absolute madman who enjoys killing. You can't trust a word he says. Even if you get out, he will never let anyone here go!"

"His target is you. If you go out, you'll be walking into a trap. Then everything will be over. You understand..."

However, the moment he finished speaking, Iruka suddenly felt Naruto, who had been struggling violently and with astonishing strength, suddenly stop all movement.

It was as if all the power had been drained away in an instant, leaving an eerie silence.

Iruka froze, instinctively looking down at Naruto in his arms.

Naruto's deep blue eyes were fixed on the distance, his previous anger and impatience replaced by calm and a smile.

Iruka involuntarily followed Naruto's gaze and looked up as well.

It wasn't just the two of them.

Almost at the same time, Miyajo En's extremely keen perception immediately caught the strange change in the atmosphere.

He had been enjoying the fearful gazes directed at him, but now he clearly felt that those gazes had changed.

That was a surprise?
Moreover, these gazes do not seem to be entirely focused on him.

"There's something behind me, isn't there?" Miyajo En seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps asking the air.

The moment the words left his mouth, Miyajo En suddenly spun around!
His movements were incredibly fast and relentless. All the blood, power, and chakra in his body instantly surged into his right leg, and with a piercing shriek as he kicked hard behind him.

boom! !

A dull, resounding crash of flesh colliding with flesh suddenly exploded out!

However, the anticipated scene of bones shattering and people being kicked away did not occur.

"wall?"

No, it's not a wall...

Miyajo En felt as if his powerful kick had struck a massive, towering rock wall!

An incredibly powerful recoil force traveled up his leg bone, causing his entire right leg to go numb instantly and even ache slightly!
The other person remained completely still; not even the hem of their clothes fluttered.

“What…” Miyajo En’s smile froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and an unprecedented chill instantly spread throughout his body.

How can this be?

His eyes were filled with disbelief and horror as his gaze slowly moved upwards along the abdomen of the figure he had kicked, which revealed the outline of firm abdominal muscles.

It swept across a broad chest, over strong shoulders...

Finally, he met a pair of lowered, deep blue eyes.

Those eyes looked down at him coldly.

“Tell me,” Hinata Kumokawa said, his gaze as if scrutinizing an inanimate object, “how many of your accomplices are there, and where they are.”

Miya Shiro's cheek muscles twitched uncontrollably, and a stiff smile appeared on his lips: "I don't know..."

Before he finished speaking, Hyuga Kumokawa made no unnecessary words, no hand seals, no gathering of power, and not even any warning signs.

His movements were simple, direct, and brutal to the extreme; he simply raised his right fist and punched Miyajo En in the center of his chest.

Bang! ! !
A dull, muffled sound of flesh colliding suddenly rang out!

Miyajo En's body shot backward, slamming heavily against the incredibly hard rock wall of the shelter!

Boom! !
The immense impact caused the entire wall to tremble and groan violently, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread out from his body!
(End, 11,000 words. Still asking for monthly votes.)

(Sigh, an author friend suddenly passed away. I've had other authors I didn't know pass away before, and although I felt sorry for them, it didn't really feel real. But this time, we were just chatting in a group chat not long ago...)
(To be honest, I was really scared this time because my sleep schedule is irregular. After hearing about this today, I was so scared that I wanted to ask for leave, but I promised to add more chapters yesterday, so I gritted my teeth and did it.)
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