Konoha's task master

"Then can I ask, why did you want to kill him?"

Hatake Sakumo asked curiously.

"If he wants to kill Kakashi, I will kill him."

Yakumo answered immediately.

"This should be my responsibility..."

Hatake Sakumo sighed, but he couldn't do it...

If he assassinates Danzo, he will definitely be discovered by Sarutobi Hiruzen and labeled as a traitor to the ninja. At that time, he will only be able to lead a precarious life with Kakashi.

He doesn't want that.

"Is there no other reason?"

"That's enough...Kakashi has given me the grace to teach me, solve my problems, save my life, and have unconditional trust in me."

"Danzo, damn it!" Yakumo said through gritted teeth.

Hatake Sakumo didn't know how to answer for a moment. He found that Yakumo's eyes were so sincere and his words were full of hatred towards Danzo, as if he wanted to cut Danzo into pieces with a thousand knives.

This hatred is so unforgettable that it doesn't look like a fake at all.

"I wish you success."

"Okay...thank you." Yakumo replied immediately.

The two chatted for a while.

Yakumo picked up the training knife on the knife rest of the training ground, walked to the edge of the training ground, and said to Kakashi.

"Kakashi come to spar...?"

"OK."

Kakashi responded, and the two interacted at extremely fast speeds, outlining a dense and murderous knife network. From the beginning to the end, Yakumo was guiding Kakashi...to think.

Think about how to wield the knife and how to mobilize chakra.

Thinking about how to unlearn moves…

Half an hour later...the two separated.

"You can become a master within five years."

Yakumo commented in his heart that perhaps because he could not defeat himself, Kakashi became harder and harder in training, and his progress rate was steadily increasing. Unfortunately, he has a unique talent.

Yakumo ordered the shadow clone to leave the Hatake Residence, while the main body used the hiding technique to change its appearance and quietly hid in the side room of the Hatake Residence...waiting for nightfall.

Yakumo had already figured out Danzo's residence in advance. It was an area to the east of the village, where the Shimura clan belonged. Danzo lived at the core of the Shimura clan.

There is no moon tonight, and the night is dark.

Perfect for killing people!

At eight o'clock in the evening, Hatake Sakumo changed into black clothes, put on a mask, and went to work in the ANBU to create a perfect alibi for himself.

At half past ten in the evening, Yakumo opened his eyes in the side room.

Gently opening the door, he blended into the night like a night owl, and occasionally walked along the wall like a gecko. This time, he changed his appearance to a middle-aged man in his thirties, and his temperament was closer to that of a warrior from the Iron Kingdom.

"Duanzo killed my wife, daughter, and parents earlier. I killed him today...to avenge this blood revenge."

Yakumo repeated his character in his mind.

Ten minutes later, Yakumo rushed to the Shimura clan, carefully squatted behind the corner, and formed a seal with his hands.

"Mist burial."

Fine mist filled the air, covering all directions.

This is Yakumo's best scout. To a certain extent, Mist Burial can replace the Sensory Ninjutsu, but Mist Burial will create mist when used, and can only be executed perfectly under the cover of night.

Through the feedback of the mist, a three-dimensional map of the Shimura clan emerged in Yakumo's mind, outlining the outlines of each residence.

A few minutes later, Yakumo confirmed the direction and kept moving towards the corner of the wall towards the depths of the Shimura clan, finally stopping outside the gray stone compound.

This gray stone building is half a meter taller than the surrounding residences, highlighting its specialness. The entire exterior wall is made of extremely hard gray diamond, revealing the powerful background of the owner of the house.

Through the feedback of the fine mist, there is a secret sentry in this courtyard, and two Jonin-level chakra fluctuations are secretly guarding the main house.

There is no sealing barrier.

"mercy."

Transparent water droplets appear in the palm of your hand, slowly accumulating power.

Yakumo climbed over the wall and squatted in the corner.

Close your eyes tightly and use the feedback from the fog to aim.

Chakra infusion...ten percent!

The direction was approved, the wind speed was approved, Yakumo's right hand was in the shape of a flower, and the transparent water droplets took on the shape of a triangular pyramid.

On the fingertips of Yakumo, spinning quickly...

ready.

"No... I'm an accomplished warrior!"

"The warriors of the Iron Country disdain to use ninjutsu!"

Yakumo suddenly woke up and almost forgot about his character.

"Danzo killed my whole family, so I want to kill him!"

Yakumo continued to hypnotize himself.

Holding the short blade in his backhand, Yakumo controlled the sound of his feet landing and slowly approached the alert secret whistle.

One step...two steps...three steps.

There is still three meters between them.

Yakumo calmly concentrated on it, grasped the short blade tightly... leaned down to adjust his center of gravity, charged up his legs and exploded... like a big bird flying close to the ground, roaring through the air.

The root ninja instantly noticed the dangerous approach, but he had no time to react.

He saw a flash of knife light in the night...

Arrives in an instant.

The sharp blade broke through his chest. Yakumo turned the handle of the knife ferociously to stir his heart as much as possible, while transparent water droplets floated in the palm of his other hand.

"Feel sorry."

Life passes slowly...

A few seconds later, Yakumo hid the body, followed the same method, approached another Jonin-level secret sentry, and easily solved it...

"No, this is Danzo's lair. The defense should not be so weak. Even the sealing barrier has not been opened."

Yakumo noticed something unusual, held the double blade in his hand and gently broke through the window, quickly approaching the bedroom...

Make a swipe sound.

The wooden door in the bedroom was completely opened.

The person on the bed jumped up instantly, but it was already too late. The double blades roared, and the blade pierced through the air. The white light of the knife came into his eyes, and it easily pierced the chest of the person on the bed.

"It's really not Danzo..."

Even if Danzo was seriously injured, it was impossible for him to be so weak that he would be instantly killed in a single encounter. Although the person in front of him was in Danzo's face, his own strength could barely be considered a jounin level.

"Substitute...Shadow...?"

The mood is a little fried.

Many days of planning came to nothing in an instant.

This feeling is like a big stone stuck in my chest, which I can't move or let go...it's weighing heavily on my heart.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The two swords were sheathed. Yakumo did not dispose of the body but jumped out of the window. He climbed out of the wall quite skillfully, and the moment he landed...he hid in the shadows.

He moved through the shadows, quickly left the Shimura clan, and ran towards home.

Suddenly, Yakumo stopped.

He felt that an extremely powerful chakra was awakening, showing his power unscrupulously, and at the same time, there were several powerful chakra fluctuations rising.

That's the direction of the Hokage Building.

Hiruzen Sarutobi had already taken off his white robe and was wearing a dark green ninja combat uniform. He quickly attacked in the direction of Yakumo. In his hand was the Vajra Wishful Stick transformed from the monkey demon.

At this time, he is no longer the kind grandfather he used to be. His movements are as fast as the wind, and his eyes are as sharp as a cold blade.

At this moment, he was worthy of his reputation as a hero.

But where the traces were exposed, Yakumo began to quickly reflect on the details of his actions.

Until he remembered... when the plot first unfolded, Sarutobi Hiruzen used the transparent crystal ball to peek and monitor Naruto.

"It seems to be called... the telescope technique!?"

Old pervert, stayed up most of the night...

…Is it appropriate to peek into other people’s nightlife?!