Narration system starting from Konoha

He crouches down with his knees bent, and with a move like a monkey stealing a peach, he strikes straight at the vital point.

"mean."

Sasuke quickly retreated, creating distance, his eyes filled with anger.

"Second brother, there's no such thing as being despicable in a battle between ninjas. Strike the vital point directly, that's the fastest way to win."

In a life-or-death situation, you have to stop at nothing, or you'll be the one who dies. I don't want to be the only Uchiha left.

Sasuke remained silent. He had countless things he wanted to say in rebuttal, but when they reached his lips, he found himself unable to utter a single word.

"Let's continue our exchange."

Kong smiled and raised a hand, beckoning.

Come here.

Sasuke was furious, but he forced himself to calm down and moved slowly, looking for the best time to strike.

[Ku just stood there casually, his body full of openings, making Sasuke feel like he had nowhere to attack.]

Sasuke abandoned his underestimation; the series of defeats forced him to take Kong's strength seriously, elevating him to the same level as himself.

Kong simply smiled, then put his hands behind his back, adopting the air of a master.

Sasuke strode forward and threw a punch. Sora smiled slightly, then suddenly swung his hand from behind his back, aiming directly at Sasuke's eyes.

If Sasuke dares to hit the target in mid-air, his own eyes will be scratched or even gouged out. On the front lines of a battle, a ninja with two injured eyes will only face certain death.

Sasuke retreated again, staring intently at the sky.

They stopped when the sky darkened and visibility began to be obstructed.

Sasuke's continuous attacks never hit the target. Although he was faster than the target, each attack from the target struck a vital point, forcing Sasuke to retreat.

This time, Sasuke didn't call Ku despicable. Instead, he fell into reflection, wondering why, despite being stronger than Ku, he couldn't defeat him. If it were a direct battle, Ku would probably be dead already.

"Good, you've learned to think. In a life-or-death struggle, there's no need for fancy tricks; a single, decisive blow is the fastest way."

"Let's go, it's getting late, we have a mission tomorrow."

This time Sasuke didn't argue. The two ate some late-night snacks on the streets of Konoha before going home to sleep.

The system space was searched for Mito Menyan.

Among the four Hokage brothers, Mitokado Homura was the weakest in strength, but he always played the role of strategist.

As advisors to Konoha, their power can vary greatly, depending on the Third Hokage's tolerance towards them.

He only had one squad of secret guards at his disposal.

The screen gradually brightened, and in the spacious room, a Mito clan ninja was reporting the situation.

"Currently, the intelligence department, logistics department, operations department, and mission department have all been staffed with members of our clan. Any movement in Konoha will not escape the control of our Mito clan."

Mitokado Homura was very satisfied with the clan's actions. As an advisor to Konoha, even if he had no ambition, he still had to control every move the village made.

Mitokado Homura would never have imagined that Danzo had already begun plotting for the Hokage position, at which point Konoha would become his personal domain, and all advisors and daimyo would live in his shadow.

[Men Yan's expression turned ugly. He had long known that Danzo wanted to seize the Hokage position, but he hadn't expected that Danzo would even try to take the Daimyo position.]

"Not a single word of today's narration is to be leaked."

"Yes."

Just as the clan ninja was about to turn and leave, a kunai pierced through his heart from behind, then slit his throat.

A pang of guilt rose in Mitokado Homura's heart, but the matter was of utmost importance, and he had no choice but to kill to silence them. He trusted no one but himself.

Mitokado Homura's face turned ugly. Pan Bai had revealed his thoughts, but he had no chance to refute them.

Soon, a team of secret agents came in and carried the body away.

Sora never expected that even the seemingly most cowardly Menyan would have such a ruthless side. None of the high-ranking officials in Konoha are soft-hearted.

Let them fight like dogs for now.

If the narrator falsely accuses Danzo, it may not do anything to Danzo in the short term, but over time the effects will gradually become apparent.

At the very least, the daimyo is now determined to kill Danzo, and Mitokado Homura has also harbored doubts, waiting for them to take root and sprout.

Chapter Twelve: The Empty Plan

After finishing their mission for the day, Sora and Sasuke arrived at the training ground and began their sparring practice.

Kong used his spare time to create a wooden dummy and marked all the vital parts.

Sasuke quickly finished making the dummy as well.

"From now on, we'll use these dummies for training. We'll kill them with a single blow, without any hesitation."

Sasuke looked at the vital points marked on the screen and felt a chill run down his spine, wondering what his younger brother was researching all day long.

"Haha, isn't that how ninjas should be? What's the difference between regular ninjas fighting in large-scale battles and ancient samurai fighting? They just know ninjutsu, that's all."

A true ninja should endure what ordinary people cannot, wait for the best opportunity to strike and kill, and then travel thousands of miles away.

Instead of relying on brute force, although it's understandable if someone has strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, the most important thing for ordinary ninjas like us to train is the ability to kill with a single blow.

Abandon all unnecessary movements and strike at the heart of the matter.

The theory of emptiness is not new in Konoha; the ninjas of Konoha Root have always adhered to this principle without hesitation.

Sasuke asked in confusion, "What is Root? I've never heard of it before. Konoha has such an organization."

Kong looked around and saw no one on the flat training field.

However, he did not let his guard down. Danzo always wanted to bring the Uchiha orphans into Root for surveillance and brainwashing. If it weren't for the Third Hokage stopping him, Sasuke would have been brainwashed by Root long ago.

"Where there is sunlight, there is darkness. Root is the darkness of Konoha. This is a question we can only discuss when it's just the two of us brothers. Don't say it in front of anyone else."

Sasuke was even more puzzled. How did Sora, who lived with him every day, know all this information? He hadn't heard a single word about it, and even the Anbu had to rely on the narrator's interpretation.

"Intelligence, intelligence, intelligence. I'll say it three times because it's important. A qualified ninja must always pay attention to collecting and analyzing intelligence around him and extracting useful information from it."

Instead of thinking about revenge or romance.

Second brother, although you've graduated, you still have a long way to go before becoming a qualified ninja.

[Hmph, Erzhuzi may seem disdainful on the surface, but he is still the elder brother. Once he learns Kong's tricks, I'll definitely give him a good beating and teach him a lesson that elder brothers cannot be insulted.]

[She rolled her eyes, too lazy to bother with Sasuke]

A kunai appeared in his hand and suddenly thrust straight down, piercing the wooden figure between its legs through its groin.

Sasuke suddenly felt a chill down his groin, and the distance between them was silently created.

He pulled out a kunai and quickly ran it across his throat, leaving a deep mark.

A second kunai appeared in his hand and pierced the wooden doll's temple.

Sora's entire body moved continuously, his two kunai weaving left and right, each attack aimed at the wooden doll's vital points.

It could be the genitals, or the eyes, throat, temples, heart, or even the kidneys on the back.

Being hit in any of these positions will significantly weaken the opponent's strength, or even kill them.

Sasuke felt a chill run down his spine. He was actually living with this kind of person every day. This wasn't just a lazy bum; he was a completely cold-blooded freak.

"Second brother, I am your younger brother, your own brother. How can you say that your own brother is cold-blooded?"

What Sasuke initially saw as a nonchalant smile now seemed rather creepy.

Kong remained silent; it seemed that his image in Sasuke's mind had completely changed.

"Alright, don't overthink it."

Sasuke nodded and quickly immersed himself in the arduous training.

Hatred is the driving force behind Sasuke's arduous training, and Sasuke's efforts are the driving force behind Sora's training; otherwise, he would have been inconsistent in his training.

As a young person living in today's society, the hardest job for me is cleaning the house during the Chinese New Year.

It wasn't until the moon was high in the sky that Sora reminded Sasuke to make countless cuts on other parts of the dummy, and finally smash it to pieces before leaving completely.

Sora had to be careful, as there might be ANBU or Root ninjas following them and keeping an eye on them.

Seeing that there was no intention to speak, Sasuke cooperated by not asking.

Nothing happened that night, and the next morning...

The five of them walked in together at the mission pick-up point.

"Grandpa Hokage, could you give us a more challenging task this time? We've done several in a row, and they're either weeding or looking for pets."

[Naruto is destined to be Hokage, how can he do such trivial tasks every day? The old man is a lecher, otherwise if I used the Sexy Jutsu, he would definitely obediently give him more challenging tasks.]

The third generation coughed loudly a few times in embarrassment and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Class 7 has only been established for a few days. We need to do some simple tasks to get used to each other."

The Hokage isn't defined by completing numerous difficult missions, but by gaining the villagers' approval. Right now, you haven't even earned the approval of your own squad.

[Actually, the third generation was just looking for an excuse to cover up his lecherous nature and change the subject.]

"Don't listen to the narrator's nonsense. The Third Hokage was a highly respected figure in Konoha. How could he be an old lecher?"

Kakashi still defended the Third Hokage, saying that although the Third Hokage didn't reimburse him for the meals he treated him to, the two were kindred spirits and had a lot in common. One loved reading unhealthy novels, and the other loved voyeurism.

Kakashi said awkwardly, "Actually, my purpose was to temper your mentality and to motivate you to train harder by reading books. Yes, that's it."

[What an awkward scene! Kakashi feels like the narrator is working against him, always bringing up his weaknesses.]

As a disciple of the Fourth Hokage, Kakashi should have the resolve to face any awkward situation. As long as he isn't embarrassed, it's others who will be.

"Thank you so much!"

Kakashi finally realized that when a person is shameless, they have already surpassed 99% of the people in this world.

"How do we surpass the remaining one percent?" Naruto asked hurriedly.

Since learning that he is the son of the Fourth Hokage, Naruto's dream of becoming Hokage has become even stronger, and he is even somewhat impatient to do so.

The remaining one percent requires absolute strength and extreme shamelessness. If you achieve that, you will be the king of this world.

Naruto was a little confused, but Sasuke's eyes lit up: "What exactly constitutes shamelessness?"