My Hidden Road

Today, Konoha Hidden Village started celebrating again. They just celebrated once not long ago, this time to celebrate the end of the Kumogakure War.

The Kumogakure war ended very cleverly. Originally, Kumogakure and Konohagakure gathered heavy troops in the border area, and then Iwagakure cleverly carried out a surprise attack. Konohagakure managed to contain a large number of Kumogakure's troops. The Third Raikage carried out sniping alone.

He sacrificed his own life in exchange for the withdrawal of Kumogakure's troops, but Kumogakure did not sign an armistice agreement with Konoha Hidden Village.

Naoto, who was herding sheep in the ninja school, didn't feel much about this matter. However, Black Zetsu came to see him several times during this period, and Naoto gave him the information he had obtained about Konoha Village.

A group of brats were lamenting that they had missed the war and had not yet entered the battlefield. This war, which affected a wide range, suffered huge losses, and ended more tragically than the previous wars, was basically over.

Naoto stood in the empty training ground, watching the brats holding wooden swords and beating them non-stop. Only Uchiha Itachi kept practicing swinging the sword. Before, he was holding a sword, but now he has begun to practice swinging the sword.

, just like Naoto used to practice swordsmanship, he kept swinging the sword, even if his hands were sore and numb.

The little ghosts' curiosity about Naoto has long been gone. This new teacher is not strict, and rarely talks to them or scolds them for not practicing hard. But the little ghosts like Naoto very much, because he doesn't care about anything, as long as he doesn't work hard.

Just skip class.

In fact, there were several times when some of the more naughty kids in the class were trying to skip class, but Naoto was always able to catch them and hand them over to Kuroki.

So the little devils and Naoto formed a silent tacit understanding. As long as they didn't skip class, Naoto would not discipline them, even if they lay on the grass and fell asleep.

This is the last class today, because there will be a celebration in the village in the afternoon, and the children in the school will also participate. The little ghosts are happily discussing the private activities in the evening.

Naoto picked up two pebbles on the ground, played with them in his hands, and suddenly threw them at Itachi Uchiha, who was practicing his sword swing. The latter turned around and struck them.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, the wooden sword knocked the pebble away, and the remaining pebble brushed past his ear. Uchiha Itachi looked at Naoto in confusion, this new teacher who had never spoken to him before.

"Rest for five minutes. If you continue to practice, you will damage your arm muscles."

Hearing this, Uchiha Itachi sat on the floor and put his wooden sword on his knees in silence. Before he had rested for five minutes, a clear and melodious bell rang in the school. First, Naoto, the sheep herder, left first, and then the brats.

Uchiha Izumi walked to Itachi holding the wooden sword. Seeing Itachi closing his eyes to rest, he sat next to him and waited. It wasn't until five minutes passed that Itachi opened his eyes.

"Itachi, do you think this teacher is strange? He never teaches us swordsmanship." Quan said.

"It's very strange, and he seems to have known me before. It feels very strange."

"Is he great?"

Itachi nodded, then shook his head again, and finally nodded. "Very powerful. I heard he was very powerful, but I have never seen him use a sword. He is very incompetent as a teacher."

"Yes!" Quan pouted and said angrily, "I thought I could learn some powerful swordsmanship, but who knew he didn't teach anything and was even worse than Mr. Kuroki."

"But other students like him very much because he never cares about everyone."

"Why don't we ask Brother Shisui to teach us swordsmanship? Brother Shisui is a jounin. He is more powerful than this special jounin. I just don't know if brother Shisui has time."

Itachi nodded. Uchiha Shisui taught him better than any teacher, but he always felt weird and felt uncomfortable in front of Naoto.

"Itachi, that..." Izumi blushed and said softly, "I wonder if you are free tonight. I heard that there will be a celebration in the village tonight..."

"I have to take care of Sasuke, sorry."

After rejecting Izumi's request, Uchiha Itachi picked up the wooden sword and left without looking back. He is a role model for our generation.

The disappointed Quan stomped his feet unwillingly, and then followed Itachi with his wooden sword, asking questions, like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off. Itachi wasn't angry either, at least Quan would accommodate himself in any matter.

Go to the metropolis and save yourself a lot of trouble.

Naoto stood by the window on the second floor of the school and watched Itachi and Izumi leave. He picked up a teacup on the table and took a sip of water. Nowadays, Naoto lives a social life of working from nine to five and getting paid on time every month. Fortunately, he doesn't have to work overtime, but

Sometimes I work overtime, for example when Orochimaru is discussing things.

Thanks to Orochimaru accepting Naoto again, some of the precautions originally prepared for Shimura Danzo were no longer needed. Orochimaru seemed to have reached a secret agreement with Danzo, and Naoto was Orochimaru's subordinate.

Watching Uchiha Itachi leave school, Naoto didn't want to get in touch with him. It was hard to imagine the consequences in this brat's mind, especially since there was Uchiha Shisui who was also very concerned about Itachi's growth, so it would be very troublesome to get involved.

Naoto's purpose is very clear, he secretly collects information and lurks, waiting for Obito's arrival and then giving Konoha Hidden Village a surprise, a very big surprise.

Sitting on his desk, Naoto waited quietly until the sunset and the night solidified. A beautiful flower bloomed in the sky, bright and short-lived. Fireworks rose into the sky and could be seen throughout the Hidden Leaf Village.

Such a celebration does not belong to Naoto. If such an event was held in Amegakure Village, Naoto might reluctantly participate, but not in Konoha Hidden Village, a place he hates.

"Dong dong dong."

Naoto looked up and saw that it was Kakashi standing next to the wooden door and knocking on the door, his dead eyes looking very boring.

"Why are you here alone?" Kakashi asked.

"Aren't you the same?"

"It's very lively outside."

Naoto picked up the tea cup and said: "It has nothing to do with me. At least I don't know those so-called heroes. None of the dead ones are worthy of my sadness, and those who survived have nothing to do with me."

"Someone has been investigating you. I may know something about you." Kakashi closed the door and raised his forehead protector, revealing the Sharingan from Obito Uchiha.

"Tell me the reason for the village, otherwise I won't be polite. To be honest, I have no confidence in fighting you, but your identity is very suspicious. My father has never mentioned you. You should know all the reasons during the Three Wilderness Incident.

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"I have already reported this matter to the village, no! to the Third Hokage. If you are interested, you can go find it."

Kakashi clenched his fists: "I'm talking about the real reason, and what my father asked you to tell you. Are you from the Land of Fire or the Land of Rain?"

"There is no need to talk about this. Sakumo-senpai asked me to tell you that you are not worthy now. As for my identity..."

Naoto smiled faintly: "Naoto Sekikawa joined the village in the thirty-seventh year of Konoha. When Sakumo-senpai and I met, you were still in school here. Don't always suppress your anger and then burst out in incompetent rage. This will only

It seems that you are even more incompetent, Hatake Kakashi, you are still far from Sakumo-senpai."

"Who wants to talk to you about him? I'm talking about you!" Kakashi slapped his palm on the desk and said, "Nara Shikaku talked to me for two hours today, and it was all about you. Who are you?

who?"

"I? Naoto Sekikawa, an ordinary ninja school teacher, at least for now, is enough. Why ask so clearly? Everyone has some past that they can't bear to look back on."