People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

Aizen Soyousuke, Konoha Village may be the most famous Chunin, not one of them.

Almost in the entire Muye Village, there is no one who has not heard the name of this gentle and gentle man who likes calligraphy.

He is kind to others, willing to help others, and can always explain various truths through the will of fire, helping others get out of their knots, and even giving hopeless people a new vitality.

Moreover, Aizan also funded some orphanages and adoption facilities in his own name, and almost all the money from missions was spent on these things. Even if it is those girls or friends who admire him, he will do everything possible to send it to the hands of the poor. Even in order to prevent some accidents, he delivered it himself.

So even in this dark rainstorm, there is a layer of warm light around Aizen's side.

The ninjas and civilians along the way greeted Aizen with friendly expressions when they saw Aizen on the road.

"Hello, Senior Aizen."

"good afternoon."

"Master Aizen, good afternoon!"

"good afternoon."

"Hey, Aizen Chunin, are you going to find the third generation?"

"Good afternoon, Jominin Sato. Yes, I'm going to report to the third Hokage-sama's office."

"Brother Aizen! Here, umbrella!"

"Thank you. But don't forget about your business, okay?"

Smiling, he touched the little head of the red-faced girl in front of him, and Aizen continued to walk towards Hokage's office.

Along the way, many ninjas wearing vests either nodded or greeted him, a man in white feathers covered in mud.

In the entire Muye Village, there were not even many hostile existences to him. And that white haori is a privilege that only Aizen Soyousuke can have.

After cleaning up the dirt on his body, after washing his body in the bathroom in the Hokage building, he changed into clean and tidy pure white feathers and clothes, Aizen still had that gentle and indifferent smile, and pushed Hokage away The door to the office.

"Three Hokage-sama, I'm back."

"..."

The man sitting behind Hokage's desk was wearing a Hokage hat, quietly watching the black rainstorm outside.

This man, known as Doctor of Ninjutsu, the most promising Hokage, was smoking a pipe like that, watching the rainstorm outside the window, watching all this in silence.

After a long while, he said to Aizen who was standing there respectfully:

"... Soyousuke? Let's sort it out. I haven't paid much attention to these things recently, so please help me."

"Yes. Then I presume."

Facing Hokage's almost unconditional trust, Aizan bowed deeply, then walked forward quickly and began to organize various materials and books on Hokage's desktop.

Those things that are enough to be called secrets have not been covered up in front of Aizen, and they are exposed in front of him at will. But Aizen didn't have any plans to observe.

Even in the eyes of Sarutobi Hiruzen, who is in the limelight, Hokage, Aizen Soyousuke didn't have the slightest intention to observe those materials, but just sorted out those documents and files silently. Those with a number are classified according to the number, and those without a number are listed separately, and placed in a place where Hokage can take it at any time.

And after observing this almost art-like processing method for a long time, Hiruzaru Sarutobi, the Hokage, slowly moved his gaze back out of the window.

"... How is Hatake Kakashi? Is it still the same?"

"Yes, the Third Hokage-sama."

Looking at Hokage who was sitting at the desk and turned around with a somewhat gloomy expression, Aizen who was wearing a white haori and was arranging books pushed his glasses, showing a slightly regretful expression.

"Refused to open up to me, and refused to communicate with other people, just my own anger."

"Yeah……"

"This is not a good thing, Lord III. If this happens, that emotion will overwhelm him like this rain. He is just a child, and even the ninja regulations should not make him treat his father Be determined."

"..."

Upon hearing the word 'Father', the man who was smoking dryly paused slightly, and his expression obviously became a little unhappy.

But looking at Aizen who was still doing tidying work without wavering, he sighed as if he had given up on something.

"Even in front of me, you still maintain your principles. That's what makes you so valuable. You're right, Sousuke. Did I do something wrong?"

"How could it be, Hokage-sama. I know that you have never made any wrong choices."

Slapping the dust on the documents on the ground, classifying them and putting them back on the desktop or bookshelf, Aizen turned to look at the somewhat disappointed Hokage, and said with a gentle smile:

"Everything is for the will of the fire. Sometimes you have to make a necessary sacrifice. Sometimes gossip is good intentions, but Shuo Mo-kun doesn't understand your behavior. This is a tragedy, and I can only Let this tragedy no longer expand."

"Yeah, it's a tragedy... because I never thought he'd die."

Hokage was dryly holding his cigarette pipe, looking at the black rain outside the window in confusion.

"Ninjas should give priority to their own tasks, but they are in conflict with the will of fire. No matter what choice they make, there will be public opinion. I could have suppressed this turmoil, but I was numb and let it go. I never thought of directly Kill him, Soyousuke. I never thought about it."

"I also regret Shuo Maojun's death, but it was his own choice, and I can't blame him."

Looking at Hokage who seemed to be looking out of the window, and seemed to be looking at something else, Aizen sorted out the documents on the desktop and on the bookshelf, stood back to his original position respectfully, and begged.

"It's just that Kakashi-kun is still young, and I hope to adopt him as a son."

"A foster son? Kakashi?"

Taking his eyes away from the black rain outside again, Hiruzaru Sarutobi looked at this twenty-year-old teenager with some surprise.

"If you do this, you may be very criticized in the village. You are too young. Even if you want to protect him, you only need to correct him a little."

"No, I want to be his adoptive father. Although I am not very old, but the first Hokage-sama once said that children's lives are more important than anything else. I just do what I can."

Looking straight into Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes, Aizen's expression was firm.

"Even if the leaves are burned by fire and only ashes are left, that small fire will illuminate others. I think so."

"..."

How nice, this man.

This is the true heir to the Will of Fire.

No, even to a certain extent, the will of fire is an extension of his actions.

Looking at Aizen who didn't wear the Konoha forehead guard, but stood there as if the whole person was the incarnation of Konoha, Hiruzaru Sarutobi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

For twenty years, he has watched this young man's growth. Innocent, kind, responsible, and not dazzling, willing to immerse himself in Konoha's pots and pans, rice, oil and salt, but always maintain the same heart.

He is not the warm sun that shines on all things. It is a touch of soft moonlight, which enters the hearts of others when everyone is suffering and lonely, and turns into a bright white moon, making others admit his existence willingly.

Even he has some doubts. Compared with him, I am afraid that everyone will think that Aizen Soyousuke is the embodiment of the will of fire. If there is a problem between the two sides, then everyone will definitely think that Aizen is the one who represents the will of fire.

It's just that even with such a huge reputation, he doesn't have any ambitions to speak of.

Elegant and calm, generous and stable, he is good at writing calligraphy and painting, and he is quite proficient in elegant things. Even the daimyo treats him with courtesy.

And in the face of this kind of wooing, what would Aizen Soyousuke do? He just smiled, and then continued to help others by himself, and that's all.

To change everything around him within his power, this is Aizen Soyousuke.

He is only twenty years old, has no great military exploits, and is just a Chunin. With his own conscience and actions, he has become the white moonlight of Muye Village.

Will he be his successor? A chunin-level, specially promoted Naruto?

If so, what would villages in other countries think?

But if not... what would Konoha think?

Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, Hiruzaru Sarutobi slowly closed his eyes, compared with the sun he chose, he already had a plan in mind.

"It's really hard work for you, Soyousuke...I'm really sorry for Hatake Sakumo's death."

"You are Hokage, if Hokage wants to apologize, then we will panic, please don't do this."

"Thank you...I still need you to comfort me."

"This is my job, Third Hokage-sama. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

"Ah, let's go. I will think about Kakashi's matter."

Hokage waved his hand, indicating that Aizen could go.

And this courteous man didn't directly open the window or knock on the door rudely like other ninjas, but bowed his hands respectfully, walked backwards to the door, and closed the door silently.

But the next moment after Aizen left, the shadow in the corner suddenly started to squirm.

An indifferent middle-aged man with a gloomy expression and wearing armor similar to the Warring States Period stood beside the Third Hokage with his arms folded, and sneered as he watched the door after Aizen left.

"Hmph, Aizen Soyousuke... Hirizhan, put him here for training. In this ninja world, his character is too naive."

"Don't pollute him with your darkness, Danzo."

Looking at the black rainstorm outside, Hokage, who was sitting on the office chair wearing a bamboo hat, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Aizan is such a good guy. Even being a ninja is too cruel for him. I can't bear to let him touch those things. It will destroy the beauty in many people's hearts."

"How can you become a talent without going through hardships? If you don't have the ability to withstand darkness, how can you inherit the position of Hokage?"

"I'm not going to make him Hokage."

"……What?"

"People like Aizen Soyousuke are more suitable for the positions of advisors and elders."

"consultant?"

As an old comrade in arms, Shimura Danzo squinted his eyes and realized his old friend's plan.

"Are you going to make him a benchmark?"

"Yes. The benchmark of the will of fire. The benchmark of morality."

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, the Third Hokage looked at the black rain outside the window, his voice was low and decisive.

"This is a much more useful symbol than me, Hokage. He will be a role model for everyone, and it is enough to call on everyone to learn from him."

"Instead of hesitating, it's better to just block it... As expected of you, Hizhan. Well done. But if one day you hesitate and lose the ability to judge, then let Hokage's position be given to someone more capable."

Seeing his old friend's determined face, the man in the shadow nodded slowly, and said in a deep and satisfied voice:

"Don't show your cowardice, don't let the enemy take advantage of it. You handle things over there, and you can't let them notice our problems in a short period of time. I'll handle the problems in the village, and create the fact that Hatake Sakumo It's a fake death, an illusion of defrauding the trust of other villages."

"Let's do it. Thank you, Danzo. I'll also do some work to appease the other ninjas in the village. This is a sad accident. It's nothing else."

"It should be so. You are a towering tree, and I am the root in the darkness. Don't forget our oath. Sun Zhan."

"I never forgot."

Taking a deep look at his old friend who seemed to be ten years older suddenly, but more resolute and decisive, Shimura Danzo nodded in satisfaction, turned around, and gradually disappeared into the shadows.

Just after a long while, in a dark corner in Konoha that no one knew, a greeting came from the endless darkness.

"...In this state, it's the first time we've met, right? Mr. Shuo Mao. It's really great that you can commit suicide."

'...? '

"Otherwise, how could I touch the soul of a top ninja without any risk? This is much lower than the risk of testing the king."

'Aizen——! ! ! '

"Really, really, really, really great."

Looking at the light blue soul fragment bound in a glass frame that was about to tear apart, Aizen Soyousuke smiled gently, and pushed his glasses like moonlight.

The timeline between White Fang's suicide and Kakashi's promotion is really messy, and the versions before and after the anime and manga are different. For a while, it is said that Kakashi is already eight years old at this time, and for a while, it is said that Kakashi is still in school at the age of five, and because of this, he does not go to class. Then there is the matter of Kakashi teaming up with others to take the Chunin exam, so I choose a more eclectic and reasonable consideration here. Kakashi was six years old at the time, he could graduate early and had already accepted the position of Ninja. When he passed the exam by himself and was going to try to win over his father on the eve of graduation, Bai Fang died in front of him. Such a judgment. I hope all readers understand.