Konoha's task master

After the fog cleared, Aoyama Reiko came to Yakumo's side and started to treat his wounds with green light coming from her hands. Even though he had the upper hand in that battle, he was still hit by the night crow several times.

"Isn't that Lord White Fang just now?"

Aoyama Reiko suddenly walked over and asked worriedly. If one more person knew about Yakumo's strength, he might be exposed even more.

"It's okay, he promised to keep it a secret for me."

Yakumo waved his hand and resealed himself to his normal appearance. In fact, with his strength, all places in the ninja world can become his safe haven.

However, Konoha Village has its own unique advantages. It has the largest number of original members and is also the easiest to trigger bond missions. Even the limited quarterly mission rewards cannot be compared with bond missions.

The most important thing is that he has familiar friends in Konoha, seniors who sincerely care for him, and a small courtyard called home.

"Did Aoyama-nee have a crush on Lord White Fang when she was little?" Yakumo asked teasingly, putting away his ninja sword.

"When I was in school, I was obsessed with this cool senior." Reiko Aoyama said frankly.

"I just didn't like it anymore."

"Why?" Yakumo asked.

"He is a man who has the world in mind. In his heart, the love between his children is not as important as the hidden village of Konoha. If I can save Konoha by sacrificing me, although he will be in pain, he will never hesitate. Once he has figured this out, he will not hesitate.

Like it."

Aoyama Reiko's expression showed a bit of reminiscence. Yakumo heard this and praised Aoyama Reiko back then. People like White Fang are suitable for admiration, but definitely not suitable for love.

On the other hand, inside the Hokage's office.

Sarutobi Hiruzen was correcting documents, and beside him stood White Fang who was reporting on the task.

"Aoyama Ninja has returned to Konoha safely, and the man behind the incident on the road, Night Crow, launched an attack on him."

"Where are the Night Crows?" Sarutobi Hiruzen put down the documents in his hands and asked Hatake Sakumo with a gentle smile.

"He planned to kill Aoyama Ninja. In order to protect her safety, I killed him." Hatake Sakumo replied expressionlessly.

Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned slightly when he heard this. The Yamanaka clan can obtain information through the memory in the brain of the corpse. In other words... this matter may still involve his old buddy. He must find a way to solve Danzo's problem.

Tai, not necessarily out of friendship, but more importantly because he needs Danzo to balance the growing power of White Fang.

"He used burning blood."

"I see."

"Sakumo, if nothing happens, just go home."

"As commanded."

Burning blood is inherently toxic and will destroy brain tissue as the blood burns out, making natural memory impossible.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at the pile of documents on his desk with dark eyes. Most of these documents were praising White Fang.

After this incident, the daimyo was even full of praise for him, and mentioned in his letter that he hopes Hatake Sakumo will succeed him as Hokage in the future.

In order to stabilize the situation, he gave Hatake Sakumo the title of ANBU Minister. Recently, he found that the ANBU sword was somewhat out of his control.

"If the ANBU members only know White Fang, then are the ANBU still the Hokage's ANBU!?" Sarutobi Hiruzen suddenly remembered Danzo's question a few months ago.

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Yakumo opened the door, and at that moment a black shadow jumped directly onto the wall and shouted condescendingly to Yakumo.

"Meow~"

It was a fat black and white cat with a round body and dark eyes like two obsidians. Except for its limbs and the left half of its head, it was all black. There was a scar of about four centimeters on the white eye socket, which somewhat ruined the overall cuteness.

The beauty is a bit more ferocious.

"You are Tai Chi...how did you become like this?"

Yakumo asked in surprise. He was sure that the fat cat in front of him was the overlord of the Death Forest, the black and white giant bear that rivaled the combat power of a Chunin.

"Meow~"

The black cat jumped onto his shoulder and rubbed his face affectionately against Yakumo to show his closeness. At this time, it weighed about eleven kilograms and was an out-and-out fat cat.

Yakumo stretched out his hand and stroked Tai Chi's soft fur, showing a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. It was so comfortable to pet the cat.

Yakumo raised Taichi above his head with both hands, and observed carefully when he suddenly exclaimed.

"So you are a girl!"

"Meow!" Tai Chi's hair immediately exploded, and his front paws fiercely clawed at Yakumo's handsome face. Fortunately, he dodged in time.

"Ouch!?" Taichi adjusted his body shape in mid-air, and after landing, he bowed his body again and prepared to attack Yakumo.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. How about I find a way to help you remove the scar on your face?" Yakumo said somewhat flatteringly.

"Meow?"

Two minutes later, Yakumo sat on the steps, rubbing Taichi's soft belly with both hands, smiling broadly.

"How about you call me Milk Ball from now on?"

"Meow~"

"Okay, okay, I will get the scar removal cream as soon as possible..."

Unexpectedly, in addition to being greedy, it was also very interested in its own appearance. No wonder it would travel hundreds of miles to hunt down Kakashi Hatake, and the hatred for his disfigurement was irreconcilable.

"Then you will be called Milk Ball from now on..."

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and Yakumo's shadow clone is either cleaning the house or practicing ninjutsu, but the main body is happily playing with the cat.

It was getting dark, and Yakumo was a little reluctant to practice his sword in the courtyard. The shadows of the swords screamed and overlapped until Masako Mori pushed open the courtyard door.

"Are you back?" the girl said in surprise.

"Tell me, is Fire City fun?"

Yakumo was stunned for a moment, those memories that had been deliberately ignored deep in his heart surged up again, as well as the bloody banquet that he hated the most.

During that night, he discovered that the friendship and family affection he regarded as precious could be so pale and powerless, and that such beautiful qualities as loyalty and kindness would appear so insubstantial.

"It's not good...not happy in Konoha."

"Then don't think about it...let's discuss it."

Sensing Yakumo's depressed mood, Masako Mori quickly changed the topic. The two fought together until they were exhausted. They lay flat on the training ground and stared at the sky in silence.

"This cat...I've seen it a lot after school recently, and I thought it was a wild cat nearby." Masako Mori asked with a smile, looking at the milk ball standing on the wall coldly overlooking the two of them.

"It's the giant black and white bear we met in the Forest of Death, but now it's just messing with me for barbecue." Yakumo did not hide the identity of the milk ball. He and Masako Mori have shared difficulties several times, and they can already share some secrets.

's good friend.

"Isn't that right... just selling yourself for a barbecue?"

After Masako Mori understood the whole story, her eyes gradually looked at the milk balls with a hint of contempt.

"Meow!!" The milk ball immediately exploded.

"Okay, okay... Be good, the milk ball... I feel like it wants a long-term meal ticket..."

Yakumo had no choice but to stand up and be the peacemaker, and he couldn't let the two of them fight in the yard. After all, his small house, which was not spacious, could not withstand the torment of them and would probably be demolished.