Uzumaki Mito's death was like a small splash in the ocean, causing no ripples in the ninja world.
Because the top management of Konoha chose not to announce the funeral secretly. After all, this is the period of the Second Ninja War. Konoha, which lost Mito, also lost the deterrence of the Kyuubi.
After all, the new Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki hasn't grown up yet and is still a nine-year-old child.
Therefore, only by hiding the death of Mito can other countries be in a state of confusion about the information about the Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki.
By this time, all the great figures who had established the Konoha Ninja Village had all fallen.
It was raining lightly, and there were only a few people standing in front of a tomb. Tsunade and Naoki were kneeling there, crying.
Behind them are the Third Hokage, Danzo Shimura and four other high-level officials of Konoha. Standing behind were Jiraiya and Orochimaru, and next to Orochimaru was Uchiha Tatsumi.
Mito met Uchiha Tatsu before he died, so he knew that Mito died. Coupled with the fact that he was Tsunade and Orochimaru's apprentice, he was enough to attend such a simple and secretive funeral.
"Hiruzen, how long are you going to be in isolation for the Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki?" Danzo looked at Mito's tomb, but asked about Kushina.
"A week." Sarutobi Hiruzen answered directly.
"No, the time is too short. How can we confirm whether the Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki can suppress the Nine-Tails in such a short time?"
"Time is enough. Mito-sama said that Kushina's chakra is very special and can easily suppress the Kyuubi. Within a week, if there is a problem, we will definitely know it."
Danzo Shimura had no choice but to continue, "What happens after that? Such a strategic weapon must be strictly guarded. I propose to send Ninja ninjas to strictly guard it. This matter is the responsibility of Ningbu."
Sarutobi Hiruzen was a little annoyed. Mito-sama had just passed away, and Danzo was already interested in Kushina.
"Danzo, her name is Kushina, not the Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki, and she is not a strategic weapon!"
"Mito-sama said that Kushina needs to be given a normal environment to live in, and there is no need to restrict her freedom. This is what Mito-sama hoped for during his lifetime."
Danzo Shimura's face turned pale. He thought for a moment and then said, "What about her safety? I propose to send root ninjas to guard her."
San Sarutobi Hiruzen turned his head and looked at Danzo. Danzo's eyes felt numb.
Then Sarutobi Hiruzen said: "That's not necessary. I have already left this matter to Hatake Sakumo."
Danzo's face was livid, after all, all of his proposals were rejected by Hiruzen.
"Hatake Sakumo... Hiruzen, you will regret it! If there is a problem with the safety of the Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki in the future, you must take full responsibility for what you said today!"
Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at him calmly and said: "I am the Third Hokage. If anything happens, I will naturally take responsibility! I think the Anbu are not such a waste and will let the ninjas of the enemy country sneak into Konoha and kidnap Kushina. Walk."
Danzo snorted and walked back.
Then the whole funeral ended like this. Now is the time of the war, and the Third Hokage and the others still have a lot to do.
Uchiha Tatsuya followed Orochimaru on the way back.
The two came to the streets of Konoha. Orochimaru felt a little emotional for a moment. He said in a hoarse voice, "Ageing is such an empty thing. Even a being like Mito-sama cannot avoid death."
Orochimaru suddenly looked at Uchiha Tatsu, and he said seriously, "Tatsu, as my student, I still want to say something to you."
Uchiha Tatsu nodded.
"From what I have seen and experienced over the years, as a ninja, tears are meaningless."
"It's best to be cruel to yourself from the beginning. Maybe at the beginning, you will feel sad about how cruel and terrible you are, and often shed tears."
"But after a long time, when the tears are gone, there will be no more pain. Death will not be scary. Sometimes, you may even find it a way to enjoy it."
After speaking, Orochimaru patted Uchiha Tatsumi on the shoulder, "That's all I have to say, and then I'm going to the battlefield."
"Teacher, are you leaving tomorrow?"
"Yes, after this incident is over, Jiraiya, Tsunade, and I are going to the Country of Rain. The situation in the Country of Rain is complicated now, and the ninjas from Suna Ninja Village have also entered."
"By the way, this is for you." Orochimaru said, taking out an envelope from his ninja bag.
"Here are the rewards for your two missions."
"Of course, some of the money has been taken away by Tsunade. She said she would leave it for you to hold a wedding in the future."
Um, wasn't it said that it was for retirement? Why did it turn into preparing for a wedding
Uchiha Chen accepted his reward somewhat speechlessly.
"And this." Orochimaru took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
Uchiha Tatsumi took the glasses, "This is..."
"Yes, these are Sakamoto's glasses that you killed. In such a tragic situation, the glasses were not damaged, so I kept them. After all, they are your trophies, so just keep them as a souvenir."
Uchiha Tatsumi nodded.
He might be able to use it himself in the future, after all, his eyesight would be reduced if he turned on the kaleidoscope.
The two of them walked back like this.
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At the same time, somewhere deep underground in the ninja world, an old man was leaning on a huge wooden seat.
The old man is older than he was three years ago. At this time, his face was full of wrinkles, as if the wind could blow him down.
In the darkness, a pure white creature with a swirling face and brown hair poured a glass of wine, and then a rich aroma emerged from the glass.
Uzumaki-face then handed the cup to the old man.
Uzumaki looked at the old man longingly, "Madara-sama, what does this smell like?"
The old man opened his eyes and saw circles of purple ripples in his eyes. Then he took a full sip and said, "It tastes like Hashirama."
"Madara-sama, didn't you say that Uzumaki Mito is the person you hate the most?" the Uzumaki-faced person said in confusion.
"Yeah. So I'm happy now that she's dead."
"Then why do you want me to steal her wine?" Uzumaki asked with a puzzled face.
"This is not Mito's wine! It was left for me by Hashirama."
"Okay, just say so." Uzumaki-face curled his lips.
The old man finished his drink and murmured, "I once made an agreement with Hashirama. If I win that battle, I will not be able to attack Konoha until Mito Uzumaki dies. I have fulfilled my agreement. ”
The old man raised his right hand, then stretched out his fingers to dig out his eyes.
Immediately blood splattered everywhere, and a pair of eyes were gouged out.
"The time has come, let's start the plan. Go and replace these eyes with Nagato."
Uzumaki-face took over the only remaining pair of samsara eyes in the world.
"By the way, go find me a spare pair of Sharingan."
The old man's voice echoed in the darkness.