Sky Curtain: Short Video Commentary on Konoha Villagers

The scene on the sky changed, and the figure of a young man in white appeared in the light.

He wore a long sword at his waist, and although his head was that of an orange-red cat, his features were clear and bright, and he exuded an aura of uprightness and integrity.

When Rainbow Cat first learned about the ninja world, his worldview was completely shattered. He not only didn't understand Itachi, but he also didn't understand Konoha, Naruto Uzumaki, or the entire ninja world.

[What kind of scenes hasn't he seen? Could he possibly be more wicked than the ruthless Ma San Niang?]

Konoha Year 48, Hokage's office.

Minato Namikaze frowned slightly.

"Since Tianmu said she's heartless and ruthless, she must be a very bad person."

Kumogakure, Raikage's office.

The Fourth Raikage, A, crossed his arms and showed a hint of impatience on his face.

"You're stunned by all this? The ninja world isn't a playground! That guy called Rainbow Cat probably's never been on a battlefield!"

Mabui stood to the side, adjusted her glasses, and gently reminded him.

"Lord Raikage, Tenmoku says he comes from another world, and the rules of that world may be completely different from ours."

"It's different, so what's with the fuss!"

Ai slammed his hand on the table.

"What right does someone who grew up in a small town have to judge the affairs of our ninja world?"

The greatest villain Rainbow Cat has ever encountered is merely someone who painstakingly cultivates his own sect and followers, attempting to become the greatest martial artist in the world through skill and cunning.

Having roamed the martial world for so many years, he saw the clear distinction between good and evil, right and wrong; a demonic sect was a demonic sect, and the righteous path was the righteous path.

Konoha Year 60, Uchiha Clan territory.

Uchiha Tetsuka looked at the sentence on the sky, his lips twitched, and his expression seemed to be about to laugh.

"A clear-cut dichotomy between good and evil, black and white? What kind of ancient era is that? The Warring States period? This person must be living in a dream!"

The Eighth Hokage of Uchiha shook his head, his voice tinged with helplessness.

"It's not that he's living in a dream; it's that his world is different from ours. Think about it: in his world, bad people are bad people, and good people are good people. There's no need to guess or weigh the pros and cons. But here..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

In the ninja world, it's never easy to tell who's good and who's bad.

The sky continued to fall.

[But here's the irony: the dominance of a heretical cult has become politically correct.]

[Ninja academies mass-produce assassins; children graduate only to be forced to shed blood, and lives are sold at a price according to mission rank.]

In Rainbow Cat's understanding, this place wasn't just a matter of moral decay; the entire world had collapsed.

Konoha Year 20, Hokage's office.

Tobirama Senju stood with his hands behind his back, his silver hair gleaming coldly in the lamplight. He stared at the words on the sky, his expression completely unchanged.

The young Hiruzen Sarutobi stood to the side, cautiously observing his teacher's expression.

"Teacher Tobirama... said that our ninja academy mass-produces assassins."

Tobirama's voice was so calm it barely rose or fell.

He's right.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was stunned.

Tobirama continued, his gaze fixed on the sky.

"Ninja academies were originally a product of war, that's a fact. It's just that we've gotten used to it so much that we take it for granted."

He paused, his tone filled with anticipation.

"Being able to see through the abnormality of this habit at a glance shows that the person named Rainbow Cat is indeed quite capable. As for his understanding of Itachi, I'm rather looking forward to it."

Konoha Year 60, Ninja Academy.

Iruka Umino stood by the classroom window, looking up at the words on the ceiling, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Having been a teacher for so many years, he always felt that teaching students to become excellent ninjas was his mission, and he never viewed the existence of the ninja school itself from this perspective.

"Mass-producing assassins...?"

He looked down at his hands, his voice somewhat confused.

"But that's the ninja world... If it weren't like this, how would the village protect itself?"

A student next to me had a look of confusion in his big eyes.

"Iruka-sensei, isn't that Rainbow Cat a bit too much? Our Ninja Academy isn't forcing anyone to kill people."

Iruka didn't answer, but a voice inside him was saying something.

It's because your generation didn't experience war; you experienced peace. You can't understand the cruelty of that era.

The text reappeared on the sky.

From Rainbow Cat's perspective, most people in the ninja world are below average in terms of character.

[Let alone a passing grade, many people's moral scores are probably negative.]

Mizukage Village, Mizukage's Office.

Qing thought about what she had done, those actions she had taken to complete the mission by any means necessary, and remained silent for a long time.

"If judged by the moral standards of his world, probably no one in the entire ninja world would pass the test."

"But the problem is, that's their world's standard, not ours. To survive in the ninja world, you have to lower your moral standards."

Mei Terumi raised an eyebrow.

"Qing, are you making excuses for yourself?"

Qing remained silent for a moment, then nodded calmly.

I guess so.

Akatsuki's stronghold, the Land of Rain.

Kisame Hoshigaki leaned against the wall, a playful smile on his shark-like face.

"Poor character? That's fine, I never care about that kind of thing anyway."

Hidan, carrying a scythe, grinned even more exaggeratedly.

"Hahahaha! In my evil cult, killing is a form of sacrifice! In that kid called Rainbow Cat's eyes, my moral score is probably negative infinity!"

Kakuzu glanced at him, his voice cold but without any mockery.

"You have no morals to begin with, so where do you get your points?"

"Kakuzu, what do you mean?!"

"Literal meaning."

The text on the sky continued to scroll.

Rainbow Cat couldn't understand Itachi.

This isn't a matter of differing viewpoints; it's a matter of completely incompatible underlying logic.

[In Rainbow Cat's view, if the Uchiha clan is in the right, after generations of suffering exclusion and oppression, being driven to the edge of the village, being suspected and monitored, their hearts would yearn for change and want to rebel.]

The weasel should stand by its father and clan, even if it means fighting to the death.

This is the most basic form of filial piety.

Uchiha clan.

Uchiha Tetsuka suddenly stood up, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Did you hear that! Did you hear that! An outsider, an outsider who's never even seen the Uchiha clan before, can say such things! Even he knows that you should fight back when you're bullied! That beast Itachi! That beast!!"

The Uchiha clan members standing nearby all lowered their heads, some clenching their fists, others gritting their teeth and remaining silent.

Uchiha Hachimoku didn't join the crowd in their excitement, but his hands were trembling slightly.

Filial piety and righteousness are the most basic things, and Rainbow Cat is right.

Itachi betrayed his clan, his parents, and all his clansmen.

No matter how many difficulties he may have, the essence of this matter will not change.

Akatsuki's stronghold.

Itachi's eyelids suddenly twitched.

He remembered the words his mother said when he stabbed his parents.

"I'm leaving Sasuke in your care."

He remembered his father kneeling on the ground, offering no resistance, only saying...

"Let's do it, Itachi."

He sacrificed his most basic emotions for a higher ideal.

He staked everything on filial piety, kinship, and family, in exchange for peace in Konoha and Sasuke's life.

But in the eyes of the person named Rainbow Cat, this approach was wrong from the very beginning.

Because some things cannot be traded.

Filial piety...

I feel like I'm not qualified to say those two words.