Hokage, The Strongest Uchiha From The Sign-In

In the early morning, the morning light was scattered and the stars were twinkling.

Anko was sleepy, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her slightly red face was filled with unprecedented peace of mind.

The fragrance of plants and trees lingering in her nose, the soft and comfortable big bed, made her subconsciously forget her troubles and relive the high-quality sleep in those theoretical classes of the ninja school that she couldn't understand.

Wait, I always feel that I have forgotten something, this doesn't seem to be my home...

At this moment, Anko suddenly woke up from her dream, subconsciously looked around, and finally looked at the familiar voice beside her, her mouth moved slightly, and asked in a trembling voice.

"You... what are you looking at?"

"Well... the scenery that is about to mature and immature may become one of the most beautiful scenery in the world, hehehe."

Subconsciously pulling the quilt to herself, Anko was full of suspicion, and felt a little headache. After burying her head in the quilt and looking at it, she asked without showing her head.

"We...what happened?"

"What happened? In this short midnight, many unforgettable memories occurred, and I also tasted the immature beauty and immature scenes of youth..."

Before Huayue spoke again, Anko in the quilt froze for a moment, ashamed and angry.

"Damn guy, who told you to say so much, pay the price for me, Shadow Snake Hand!"

Four brown and black pythons suddenly shot out, and before Huayue was tied up, the following words immediately made several small snakes droop weakly.

"Eh? Didn't you say that you would rather take responsibility than give me up? I didn't expect that Anko, who always likes desserts, has no resistance to chocolate with liquor, hehe."

Hearing this, Anko felt a headache, and then remembered that he seemed to have eaten something extraordinary last night, and then completely lost his memory.

In a trance, his face was like fire, and he grabbed Uchiha Huayue's collar and said something shameful, and then... rolled together.

"Wait! Chocolate with liquor filling, why do you have such a thing in your house?"

After revealing his head, Anko couldn't help but glare at him, grinning, as if he wanted to bite Huayue to death.

"Are you talking about chocolate with liquor filling? It's a gift from Hong to celebrate my official becoming a Jōnin. Didn't you also send me three-color dumplings that day?"

After hearing what Huayue said, Anko also remembered that the guy in front of him had become the only one of the two Jōnin among their batch of ninja students.

The other one was the senior who was two years older than them, Hatake Kakashi, the hero of Konoha, the son of White Fang.

"I see, then I can't let him go, damn Hong, why did you send chocolate with liquor filling for no reason, an outlier among desserts, it hurt me..."

Gnashing his teeth, Anko stared at the handsome face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a lazy expression.

The sun was shining, and a little light shone on the prickly little face. Anko's chest kept rising and falling, and he finally made up his mind.

"Hmph, I've fallen into your hands, so forget it. I, Anko, will take responsibility for it. From today on, you are my man."

"If you dare to attract other men again, I will... I will cry for you to see!"

Realizing that she may not be able to beat the other party, and there is no way to stop him, Anko could only grin and say her threats that were not threats at all.

"Really? Then you can only cry for the rest of your life. Do I need you to lend me a hug?"

"You! Pervert, pervert, philanderer..."

Leaning on that not-so-broad chest, gently sniffing the reassuring breath, Anko wanted to sleep for a while, with a lazy look and charming manner.

Huayue couldn't help but sigh that the expression revealed inadvertently was the strongest weapon to seduce men to commit crimes. Unfortunately, it can only be seen but not eaten. Huayue didn't want to bear the name of the Dragon King and spread throughout the ninja world...

Days passed, and Orochimaru chose to stop after being warned by Sarutobi Hiruzen, but no one knew what he was planning in secret, not even Danzo.

With the supply cut off near the Kannabi Bridge by the Land of the Earth, the successive defeats of Mist Shinobi, and Orochimaru's restraint on the surface, the Third Ninja World War gradually came to an end.

However, small-scale battlefield conflicts continue, not only between Konoha and other ninja villages, but also between other ninja villages, making the entire five major countries in a relatively stable state.

Anbu, ‘root’.

The intelligence collected by the root Anbu was placed on Danzo’s desk one by one. After Danzo flipped through them one by one, his long-term ninja vision made him notice a trivial movement in the Rain Country.

“Akatsuki? An organization established by a few young people? Want to bring peace to Rain Shinobi Village?”

His eyes flickered. A mercenary organization of this level was just a small fight of little brats in the eyes of the five major ninja countries, but as the ‘root’ of Konoha, any existence that could threaten the interests of the major countries was the target of reconnaissance.

After pondering for a moment, Danzo marked the document with noteworthy intelligence, looked up and looked around, his eyes drooped, and his expression flickered.

There are many good players in the Root, but because the training of ninjas often takes a lot of time, the secrecy of the Root and the special nature of the mission are destined to not be as "translucent" as Sarutobi Hiruzen's Anbu.

"There is a lack of talent. If Sarutobi Hiruzen, that old stubborn man, could have dropped Uchiha Kagetsu into the Root, this child's play Third Ninja World War would not have dragged on until now."

Above the Root headquarters, dead leaves are falling, and a little autumn wind blows away the scorching heat of summer.

In the mission release hall of the Hokage office building.

Not long after evacuating from the battlefield, Nohara Rin, who was helping at the Konoha Hospital, was summoned to the hall and accepted the mission.

'The medical mission on the front line... I'm going to the front line again. Will I see someone familiar this time? It's better not to see them, after all...'

As a Konoha ninja, a rare medical Chūnin, Rin has no objection to the mission of stepping onto the battlefield. She has learned to live with the blessings of her friends, but she still doesn't want to experience the same pain.

Unconsciously, Lin walked aimlessly on the path.

The sky gradually darkened, and the drizzle fell on the grass leaves that refused to bend, accumulating drops of rain as big as beans, sliding down the roots and stems, moistening the land.

At the edge of Konoha, near a rarely visited training ground, Lin stopped unconsciously and looked at the familiar back, with a bright smile on her hesitant face.

"Hanazuki? Is it Hanazuki? What are you doing here? Practicing?"

The voice sitting on the boat turned around, and under the familiar three-eyed demon fox mask, a bright smile appeared.

"If flowers represent people, what would you be?"