Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 105 The Third Day Without Danzo, Missing Him (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!)

"The size of this pigeon..."

Looking at the white dove perched on the pharmacist's shoulder, Shinji's face showed a hint of surprise: "You fed it ninja beast food?"

Ninja beasts are the fighting tools of ninjas.

It can be widely used in various situations, including direct combat, intelligence transmission, exploration, and assisting ninjas in combat.

Normal pigeons don't grow to this size.

Only by being fed special ninja beast feed could they grow to this size.

"Yes, I saw this pigeon by chance while traveling in the ninja world."

The pharmacist fed the white pigeons, a smile on his face as he calmly said, "Its wing was injured at the time, so I bandaged it up, but I didn't expect it to refuse to leave."

"Then I tried to train it to become a ninja beast, but it didn't do much except deliver messages."

Looking at the pharmacist who seemed to be radiating maternal warmth, Shinji was momentarily at a loss for words.

Many ninjas like to use birds as their reconnaissance beasts, but most ninjas prefer to use crows, which are better at concealing themselves.

Compared to crows, white doves are far too conspicuous.

Clearly, the woman's main purpose was not to cultivate ninja beasts.

Just like the other person finding excuses to pester him, it might simply be due to an overflow of sympathy, even if he doesn't actually need that sympathy.

Click.

The pharmacist casually sat down on the sofa on the other side, took out the thick notebook from his pocket, and opened it.

He picked up the pen clipped to the title page and lowered his head to write and draw in the notebook.

"Um?"

Shinji's gaze unconsciously swept over and he saw the messy handwriting on the notebook, some of which was circled in red ink.

"Is this your medical record?" He immediately looked away, frowned, and said, "I can't understand a single word."

Although it was just a glimpse, the words on the notebook were simply incomprehensible, like a few random arcs drawn with a pen tip. At first glance, it looked like a child's scribbles.

It seems many doctors are like this, could it be...?

"Haha, do you think doctors all use a secret handwriting to communicate?"

Upon hearing this, the pharmacist couldn't help but smile, gently tapping the notebook with the end of his pen and shaking his head, saying, "Actually, it's just because I have so many patients that I gradually developed this sketching method."

"Sometimes what is written may not be characters, but may be abbreviations or abbreviations of medicinal herbs. If you write quickly, it will become a bunch of messy characters."

Upon hearing this, Shinji glanced at the messy handwriting again and said, "It's clear you were very busy before."

The jumbled strings of text, when put together, resembled wildly growing vines, intertwining and branching out wildly, almost filling the entire notebook.

Large circles encircled smaller ones, layer upon layer, intricate and complex. Shinji only glanced at them a few times before his eyes began to ache, and he felt a bit dizzy...

Snapped!

"Don't peek at the doctor's medical records."

The pharmacist reached out and closed the notebook, blocking the other person's gaze, and smiled, "I have to keep my patients' information confidential, after all, many patients are very sensitive."

"Some people seem indifferent in normal times, but once they get sick, they peel back their hard shell and reveal their hidden vulnerability."

At this point, the pharmacist looked into Shinji's deep eyes, causing Shinji's heart to skip a beat.

But soon, the pharmacist looked away and smiled towards the kitchen, saying, "I'll go make some food. I hope you have something else in your fridge besides ready-made meals."

After saying that, she got up and walked to the kitchen, with the white dove still on her shoulder.

After entering the kitchen, the pharmacist looked down at his notebook.

"Just as Lord Yunchuan said, Konoha has many surprises after the war."

"Those strange creatures called White Zetsu, the Uchiha boy with certain special qualities, the spy from Kagerou Village, and..."

"The explosive tags he buried throughout Konoha."

The pharmacist muttered to himself, gently tore off a page, and tied it to the white dove's leg with a smile.

"Coo coo coo!"

She opened the kitchen window, gently stroked the white dove's head, and watched it spread its wings and fly out the window.

As night fell, a full moon gradually rose into the night sky.

The darkness seemed to drape the white dove in black feathers, concealing it in the night as it flapped its wings, stirring up air currents, and silently flew away from Konoha.

"call!"

On the living room sofa outside the kitchen, Shinji subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the pharmacist leave his sight.

But then he saw the pharmacist suddenly peek out from the kitchen, his ambiguous smile making him freeze instantly.

"I almost forgot." The pharmacist blinked and pointed to the living room window. "Close the window, it's windy outside."

She paused suddenly, her tone carrying a deeper meaning, and said, "What if the wind outside extinguishes the light inside this door..."

"The room, however, isn't that bright."

Click.

The window was closed.

The bright light cast two shadows on the window, and one of them could be seen carrying a plate to the table.

"Are you afraid I'll poison you?"

"I'm just surprised you can cook."

"It's your ingredients that limited my creativity."

You can see a person sitting calmly at the table, with their hands clasped together as if saying "I'm starting to eat," and then they lower their head and take a small bite of the food.

After taking the first bite, he immediately looked up at what was in front of him, but never looked up again, only his shadow remained buried in his work.

At that moment, a white head popped out of the tree outside the window.

"This is difficult."

Looking at the closed window, Tobi scratched his head, but still tilted his head and muttered, "However, he opened his eyes with two tomoe, and his personality is quite strange. He should meet Madara-sama's requirements, right?"

"Hmm, perhaps we should investigate that woman's identity as well."

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Meanwhile, inside the white tent serving as a temporary office.

Hiruzen Sarutobi sat at his desk, looking at the crystal ball in front of him, which reflected the entire landscape of Konoha.

Several water-style ninjas surrounded the burning building and sprayed water jets, but compared to the raging fire and the constantly collapsing structure of the house, the water jets were as futile and ineffective as formalistic water pipes.

The ninja academy, located beneath the Shadow Rock, was first bombed by the first wave of air raids, and then destroyed again by the Shadow Rock. The Hokage Building was completely destroyed and has almost become a ruin.

The scene was filled with the crimson scorch, a massive crater formed by pure, violent bombardment. The rock walls were scorched black, covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and all three statues were damaged.

The more Hiruzen Sarutobi looked, the uglier his expression became.

"Ugh!"

He fixed his "Telescope Technique" on Konoha Hospital, looking out a window at the elderly woman still unconscious. He finally couldn't help but sigh deeply and whisper, "If Danzo were still here."

If Danzo were still in Konoha, I, the Hokage, wouldn't even need to remind him; he would proactively cause trouble for Mito and force her to make the choice she had to make.

Thinking of this, Hiruzen Sarutobi's back bent even more, and his tired face looked as if he had aged twenty years.

"Sigh!" Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed again. "It seems I'll have to play the villain myself."

Today is the third day that Danzo has been absent.

I miss him, I miss him so much.

(End of this chapter)