Naruto: With maxed-out affection, I am invincible in the ninja world.

Kakashi stood in front of him, and Obito risked everything to stop the enemy...

Bang~

Four glasses of wine clinked together, and the dreams of the past echoed in my ears.

"Haneda, although I hate to admit it, with your talent and strength, your dreams must be extraordinary, right?"

"dream?"

"Seeing everyone safe and sound is my dream."

……

"Is it over here?"

Nothing can be changed.

Haneda looked at the Third Kazekage puppet and approached it step by step.

He tried to pick up the knife from the ground and fight back.

But the feeling of powerlessness from depleted chakra constantly reminded him.

he can not.

A faint sense of despair rose in Haneda's heart, but more than that, there was regret.

It's a pity that despite ten years of hard work, I couldn't save my best friend.

It is regrettable that he ran away for seven years and never admitted to Kakashi that he was his sun.

……

"Is it really over?"

Haneda imagined Madara and Black Zetsu saving him, and he imagined Obito watching him die and awakening his Mangekyou Sharingan...

I've also thought about Kakashi's sadness at losing his best friend...

"I'm sorry, Haneda, I'm late."

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in my ears.

Silver-white hair and a short sword were placed in front of him.

It was his teacher, Uncle Sakumo.

"Three enemies... someone among us must make a sacrifice."

A warm surge of chakra flowed into his body, and Haneda regained some of his strength.

"Uncle Shuo Mao".

Haneda understood something and said in a hoarse voice.

He was met with a gentle voice.

"Do you still remember the Will of Fire?"

"Wherever the leaves dance, the fire grows."

"The firelight will continue to illuminate the village, allowing new leaves to sprout."

“I am already a decaying leaf.”

"Now it is time to transform into firelight, so that new leaves may sprout."

Sakumo paused, turned to look at Haneda, and said softly:

"Go back and tell Kakashi that he is the son of a hero."

"He died to protect his comrades and the village."

"This is a man's promise, and also an order."

After finishing speaking, Sakumo turned around and smiled, holding a silver-white short sword, and walked towards Onoki and the other two.

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Chapter 166 The End of the Third War

Second half of Konoha 49.

Sakumo Hatake led a raiding force to attack Iwagakure, and the village was nearly captured.

Then, he fought against Onoki and others in the Land of Fire, using his life to hold off Onoki as he returned to defend.

Konoha achieved a resounding victory against Iwagakure's counterattack.

Meanwhile, the Hidden Mist Village launched a surprise attack on the Land of Fire by boat, reaching as far as Mount Kikyo, less than a few dozen kilometers from Konoha.

After paying a heavy price, the Battle of Kikyōyama was won.

Thus, the Third Shinobi World War came to an end.

Peace was restored to the ninja world.

…………

"Wherever the leaves dance, the fire grows."

"The firelight will continue to illuminate the village and allow new leaves to sprout."

The Third Hokage stood before the memorial stone, recounting in a low voice the Will of Fire that Konoha had inherited for nearly fifty years.

He held a bouquet of flowers and walked step by step to Shuo Mao's tombstone.

At this moment, a figure was already standing in front of the tombstone.

He is Kakashi, the son of Sakumo.

He stared silently at the tombstone, motionless.

Kakashi didn't notice anyone approaching until the Third Hokage bent down and placed the flower in front of the tombstone.

"Lord Hokage," Kakashi said hoarsely.

Seeing Kakashi's dejected expression, the Third Hokage silently comforted him:

"The village will forever remember your father's heroic deeds, Kakashi."

He will be watching over you from another world.

His only response was silent silence.

After the Third Hokage left, Minato, Dai, Kai, and other people who had a good relationship with Sakumo visited him one after another.

Bouquets of flowers were placed in front of the tombstone, in front of the black and white photograph.

But the silver-white figure remained completely still.

As the sun set, its afterglow shone on Kakashi's face.

He picked up the silver-white dagger left by his father and left.

Just then, a figure walked over.

He put down the flowers beside him and quietly gazed at the black and white photo on the tombstone.

The three-tomoe Sharingan unconsciously activated and slowly rotated.

"Haneda, how long are you going to keep hiding from me?"

Kakashi walked over from a distance.

He was paying respects to the souls of those who died in the war, and before seeing Haneda arrive, he knew that Haneda would only come when he approached.

Sure enough, as soon as he left, Haneda arrived.

"I'm sorry, Kakashi, I..."

Haneda parted his lips slightly, uttered an apology, and then could say nothing more.

Guilt welled up in my heart, eventually turning into silence.

No matter what, Kakashi's father died saving him.

He didn't have to sacrifice himself.

Haneda was prepared to be questioned by Kakashi.

"Actually, I already know what happened that day, Haneda."

“I am proud that my father sacrificed himself to protect his comrades.”

"This is the principle he has always taught me."

Kakashi walked over step by step, placed a hand on Haneda's shoulder, and whispered words of comfort.

"You don't need to feel guilty."

"It was I who asked Father to protect you."

He said it was a man's promise.

Haneda remained silent.