From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 47 Kakashi's Psychological Treatment

Seeing that Uchiha Munetsuki was so insistent, Hiruzen Sarutobi stopped trying to dissuade him.

"Fine, since you insist, I won't say anything."

He relit his pipe, took a couple of puffs, and then slowly said, "The second thing is that I plan to have you as the proctor for this year's Chunin Exams."

"what?"

Uchiha Munetsuki was stunned, somewhat unable to keep up with the other's train of thought.

The proctors for the Chunin Exams are usually direct descendants of the Hokage.

Just like in the original work, the proctors who served in Naruto's generation of Chunin Exams, such as Hayate Gekko, Kotetsu Kou, and Izumo Kamizuki, were all more or less related to the Hokage lineage.

The advantage of this approach is that it can both promote the Hokage's reputation and make it easier to cultivate the Hokage's direct descendants.

Even if they weren't direct descendants of the Hokage, the Uchiha clan rarely had the chance to participate in such a good opportunity to gain prestige.

What is Hiruzen Sarutobi up to now? Uchiha Munetsuki remained calm and said, "Hokage-sama, I'm from the Anbu. Isn't this against procedure?"

"It's alright, you don't need to think too much about it."

Hiruzen Sarutobi immediately saw his concerns and waved his hand with a smile, saying, "Having you supervise the Chunin Exams is both a sign of my trust in you and a test for you."

"test?"

Uchiha Muneki blinked.

"Hehe, in any case, this matter is also beneficial to you."

Hiruzen Sarutobi revealed a mysterious smile and waved his hand to signal that no more questions should be asked: "It's settled then. You will be one of the examiners. Nara Shikaku will tell you the rest."

"Alright, I understand, Hokage-sama."

Uchiha Muneki nodded, which was taken as an agreement.

Serving as the chief examiner for this Chunin Exam isn't necessarily a bad thing for him. Perhaps he can gain something unexpected from this Chunin Exam?

Holding the newly acquired Mutual Explosion Tags Technique, Uchiha Muneki carefully put it away, intending to make a detour to the Hatake clan on his way.

The once bustling Hatake family mansion is now deserted.

Since White Fang's suicide after the failed mission, his only surviving son, Kakashi, has locked himself in his room, refusing to see or communicate with anyone, as if he were autistic.

Looking at the desolate courtyard, Uchiha Muneki knew that knocking on the door wouldn't work; he would have to use some special method.

With a light leap, he jumped over the high wall next to him.

As soon as he stood still, a short and thin figure appeared in the courtyard corridor. His face, half-covered by a black mask, still revealed a handsome outline. His silver hair reflected a faint light in the sunlight. However, the young man, who should have been full of vigor, now exuded a sense of loneliness and old age.

"Uchiha Munetsuki, what are you doing here?"

Kakashi recognized him at a glance. His hoarse voice sounded like it was mixed with sand, making it hard to believe that this was actually a six or seven-year-old child.

"Someone asked me to come and see you."

Uchiha Munetsuki truthfully replied, "Judging from your appearance, it seems you haven't eaten for a long time, have you?"

"This is none of your business." Kakashi was clearly unmoved, his attitude cold and hard: "You're not welcome here, get out now."

Are you still grieving over your father's death?

Uchiha Muneki stared directly into the boy's eyes, quietly observing his mental form.

Yes, enveloped in a sorrowful mood, he was consumed by the pain of losing a loved one, and he was unable to extricate himself from his grief.

But deeper in his heart, there was a barely perceptible anger.

The target of their anger was naturally the culprits who caused all this, as well as those damned villagers who spread rumors and incited White Fang.

Not enough, far from enough, your anger.

If it's only to this extent, it's not enough to change a person, so he needs to make Kakashi even angrier so that he can control his emotions and lead him into an abyss of losing control.

"I'll say it again, get out of here!"

Ultimately, it was just youthful impetuosity; after being provoked a couple of times, Kakashi's voice carried a hint of anger.

Are you angry? Or are you just showing off?

However, Uchiha Munetsuki wouldn't leave just because of a few threats, so he continued, "Excuse my bluntness, but such behavior will only make you appear more cowardly."

"What—what did you say?!"

Cowardice? This word felt like a needle piercing his heart, causing Kakashi to lose control of his emotions instantly, glaring at him fiercely like an angry lion.

"Not bad, that look does have a bit of a resemblance to White Teeth."

Uchiha Muneki pushed up his glasses, his deep eyes gleaming slightly, and said calmly, "However, that still doesn't change the fact that you're a coward at heart, Kakashi."

"you!!!"

Kakashi suddenly drew half a sword, his eyes fierce and filled with murderous intent: "Apologize to me! Otherwise, I'll make you pay!"

"If you had chosen to just strike me down, perhaps I would have apologized." Uchiha Munetsuki curled his lips into a playful and mocking smile. "But unfortunately, you don't dare. I'm even more disappointed in you now. I feel sorry for Sakumo Hatake for having such a cowardly son."

"Bastard, I'll kill you!!!"

Kakashi could no longer control himself; anger surged through his mind in an instant.

Clang!

The short sword was fully drawn, emitting a dazzling gleam.

Leaves swirled in the courtyard corridor, and the short figure vanished instantly, approaching silently like a ghost.

Kakashi lowered the sharp dagger a few centimeters to the side, aiming at a non-vital spot, then gripped it tightly and swung it horizontally. He was absolutely confident that he could make this damn foul-mouthed jerk spend at least a few days in the hospital.

But things didn't go as he expected.

Just as the short sword was about to strike Uchiha Muneki, Kakashi swiftly seized Kakashi's right hand, which was holding the sword.

With his five fingers like iron clamps, Kakashi's right wrist cracked with just a little force.

"ah!!!"

Kakashi felt as if his right wrist was broken, and the excruciating pain assaulted his brain, leaving him covered in a cold sweat.

"I must commend you. Such an obvious attack intent and move truly puts White Fang's swordsmanship to shame." He shook his head, feigning regret and sighing. The crimson Sharingan in his pupils made Kakashi's heart tremble for no reason. "By the way, let me tell you a lesson: don't speak recklessly, because that will only reveal your weakness."

"Uchiha!"

Before Kakashi could even finish his threat, he did a 90-degree somersault in mid-air.

His wrist was grabbed by Uchiha Munetsuki, and he was thrown out like trash, crashing through a pillar in the corridor and slamming heavily into the room.

Kakashi tried to struggle to get up, but the muscles and bones in his right wrist were broken, and his internal organs were injured in the impact. He tried several times but could not get up from the ground. He could only stare at his opponent with his eyes, trying to express his hatred in this way.

"I have something to tell you, Kakashi."

Uchiha Munetsuki smiled in the courtyard, his eyes gleaming with tomoe: "The so-called ninja, when the thought 'kill him' arises in their mind..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly appeared inside the house.

To Kakashi's shocked and bewildered gaze, Uchiha Munetsuki delivered a vicious kick directly to his abdomen.

"Our operation was already completed!"

boom!

The sudden, severe blow to his abdomen caused Kakashi to vomit a pool of bile, and he tumbled and flew backward.

The fragile wooden door structure was no match for the impact, and he was thrown more than ten meters away before finally coming to a stop against a solid concrete wall.

Kakashi felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and the intense abdominal cramps caused his eyes to become bloodshot, and he vomited blood repeatedly.

"Ugh."

Kakashi's mind was in complete chaos; he couldn't understand the current situation.

What exactly is this guy here for?

Could it be that Obito has been disliking him for a long time and is planning to take this opportunity to have someone kill him?!

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(End of this chapter)