Hokage, The Strongest Uchiha From The Sign-In

"It's okay, it's already happened. Whether you want to admit it or not, Obito sacrificed for us and the village. He is a hero."

With tears still on his face, Rin Nohara smiled and asked jokingly.

"What about you? You must have learned very strong ninjutsu by following the legendary Sannin. I'll ask you to protect me, Anko."

"Wahahaha, I, Anko, have learned very powerful ninjutsu from teacher Orochimaru. Protecting you is a piece of cake."

Anko, who was about to sit down, looked at the ramen bowl beside him. A trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes. He subconsciously sniffed hard. A hint of the fragrance of plants that was about to dissipate immediately attracted Anko's attention.

"Hey, Rin, just now... the guy sitting in this seat, is it Uchiha Kagetsu?"

"Yes, because I want to ask Kagetsu about Obito, so..."

Bang!

Lin jumped up like a frightened rabbit, and saw Anko gnashing his teeth, with a sense of helplessness between his eyebrows.

"That guy, I don't know whether to say he is a blockhead or a bastard, he looks at me as if I were a fool, and keeps perfunctorily answering me. I don't understand what that bastard is thinking, damn it!"

"Calm down, Anko, calm down..."

At this moment, Lin couldn't help but recall that gentle smiling face in her mind, and looked at the face full of worries, thinking.

"Can you tell at a glance?"

Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.

Deep underground in the mountain cemetery, inside a hidden secret room blocked by rocks.

Obito, who is desperately recovering, is full of expectations, hope and imagination, as if he can't wait to return to the village.

'Wait! Sharingan needs to be gathered in pairs to exert its true power. As long as Kakashi and I join forces, we can protect the village, everyone, and Lin. You must wait for me, Kakashi! ’

The fighting spirit in his eyes never disappeared. Obito actively moved his muscles that had atrophied due to lying in bed, but the words of the strange old man rang in his ears again.

"It's useless. If you don't cut off the chain of hatred, even if you can leave, everything will be in vain. The hatred of ninjas will not stop with the end of the war. With countless sacrifices, a new round of hatred chains will inevitably circulate..."

Obito shook his head helplessly. This strange old man who claimed to be Uchiha Madara was saying these incomprehensible words again. Besides, he knew all the old men and women of the Uchiha clan. The guy in front of him was most likely a rebel ninja from Konoha.

Although he relied on him to survive, sooner or later he would return to Konoha. Although he could not repay the other party's life-saving grace, which made him feel very guilty, he still returned to his companions to make himself feel at ease.

The guilt in his heart and the desire to leave could not hide from Uchiha Madara's eyes. Although his body was old and he was heading for death twice, his eyes that saw through the darkness were still bright.

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, and a new White Zetsu emerged from the ground.

"Madara-sama, Uchiha Kagetsu has returned to Konoha Village, what should we do?"

Cough cough cough...

The old body, the cloudy and weak eyes, Madara, like a candle in the wind, was silent for a long time, and there was no sound for a while, and then he murmured in a low voice after a long time.

"It's just a pair of self-enclosed eyes. Although there are occasionally such low-probability ghosts, the difference between them and my real eyes is comparable to the gap between heaven and earth, not even half of mine."

"Unfortunately, more than a hundred years and history have left me with only a lingering breath, but this is only a temporary silence. When I wake up from my long sleep, it will all end." Speaking of excitement, Uchiha Madara coughed, and his old figure could not support the insignificant ambition of true peace in his eyes. "The era of ninjas will end with my own hands!" Speaking of excitement, veins popped out from his old arms that were as thin as dead branches, and the ancestral... no, the Uchiha laughter that started with Madara appeared again. "Yes, Lord Madara, in addition to Uchiha Kagetsu, we also found out that this guy's most important and cherished children and opponents, Nohara Rin and Hatake Kakashi..." At the same time, in Konoha Village, until the latest dumpling shop in Konoha Village closed, Rin looked at Anko with a worried face, who was eating hundreds of skewers of various meatballs and drinking Anko soup during the period. She was shocked and speechless. "That bastard, it's ok to be perfunctory to Orochimaru teacher, but he's also perfunctory to me, and he doesn't even think about who is his first friend, who took the initiative to take him to skip class when he was criticized by the teacher."

Anko was still chattering, but Lin was embarrassed and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

'You will definitely be scolded for going home so late, but Anko is like this, it's a bit too..."

"Well, Anko, it's getting late, and our class has a task tomorrow. I'm very sorry, I'm leaving first."

It wasn't until Lin ran into the corner without looking back that Anko, who was stunned, reacted and stomped his feet and shouted.

"Unfaithful guy! Is this how you treat your best friends?! Bastard, one or two are like this... Well, what's wrong with going home? Anyway, there's no one..."

The moonlight was hazy and the stars were bright.

Unconsciously, Anko wandered aimlessly on the street. When she raised her head again, the abandoned flower moon without anyone taking care of it was overgrown with weeds.

"This is..."

Standing in front of the door, Anko hesitated for a long time and slowly pushed the door open. The slightly old wooden door was not locked.

In the entrance hall, looking at the end, the dim candlelight in the living room made her curious.

'It's so late, is that guy still awake? '

The shadow behind the door and the transparent ribbon hidden in the dark approached quietly, and Anko was frightened. He raised his right hand and the pythons flew like swords.

"Shadow Snake Hand!"

"Nine-faced Subaha·Goddess."

After a moment of confrontation, Anko, who was tied up like a dumpling, was thrown to the floor by the goddess. Just as she was about to use the rope-breaking Technique to break free, a familiar voice interrupted Anko's action.

"Really? I thought it was a bug from Anbu or the police force, but it turned out to be a little snake that likes Anko's soup and meatballs. Even you should at least respect personal privacy."

"How many times have I told you to ring the doorbell when you enter the house."

"Shut up! Asshole Huayue, you have already noticed that I am here, right? And, I... I don't want to hear that."

Anko argued with reason, his clear brown eyes were slightly disappointed, and when he looked up, he saw the handsome face with a hint of teasing and smiling.

"Really? Well, welcome back, Anko, do you want to eat first? Or take a shower first? Or..."

"Wait, what do you want to do? No, I'm wrong, no... "