The Steady King of Konoha

One person planted a tree and another person can enjoy the shade. It was just a casual saying by Hayama. He did not expect that it would cause such a big fluctuation in Tsunade's heart.

In fact, the Thousand Hands Clan fully deserves this evaluation, and what they have done is even worse.

Without Senju Hashirama putting aside his family grudges and joining forces with Uchiha Madara, the one-country-one-village system might have emerged in the ninja world, but it would undoubtedly be much later; without the Senju clan's leading performance in the battle, many members of the Konoha Ninja Village would have joined.

Ninjas will not really fight for the village with all their strength; without the hard work of the two ancestors of Hokage, it would be impossible for Konoha Village to win the Second Ninja War with difficulty.

Although the Senju clan has disappeared, there are still many people in the village who remember the kindness they gave, and Hayama is no exception.

Looking at Senju Tsunade, who was in tears and unable to extricate herself from the grief, Hayama felt some sympathy in his heart.

Of course, I sympathize with her not because Hayama is soft-hearted or because Tsunade is good-looking, but simply because Tsunade is the worst ninja in the current village.

After a long time, Tsunade raised her hand to wipe her tears, and a trace of imperceptible shyness flashed across her face. She didn't know what happened to her today, but she cried so sadly in front of an unfamiliar ninja, but her sad mood

Now that I'm here, I really can't control myself, and the words I confide in come out loudly.

"My grandfather and uncle died for the village. They were proud of their sacrifice until they died."

Tsunade didn't speak fast and her enunciation was very clear, but Hayama always felt that something was wrong with her tone, which sounded a little bit resentful.

"My father, mother, brother, and lover also died for the village and died at the hands of enemy ninjas."

"The tribesmen I knew, and the tribesmen I had met several times, all died on the battlefield."

"The Thousand Hands clan completely disappeared in order to build a big tree for future generations to enjoy the shade."

Tsunade stretched out her hand and touched the thick trunk of the big tree, as if she were stroking the faces of her tribe members with concentration.

"For the so-called Will of Fire, they still had no regrets even when they died. Especially Duan, who was lying in my arms when he died. His internal organs were knocked out and he had no hope of survival, but in the end

I always opened my mouth and tried hard to beg me to become Hokage and change the village's predicament of being surrounded by enemies in the future."

"However, I completely lost my fighting spirit. You know, I even cried out of fear."

Tsunade was talking to herself, not caring that she had accidentally revealed the secret.

"I just want to escape from this place, this village that has deteriorated, and the once approachable Sarutobi Hiruzen. I don't want to do anything, and I don't even care if the village that the clan members desperately protect is destroyed immediately."

"However, every night I think of my brother's broken body and endless pleas, but I lose my determination to escape from everything. Day after day, year after year, I am too tired to live."

Hayama pursed his lips, not knowing what to say to comfort the miserable ninja in front of him.

"The predecessors planted the trees, and the descendants also enjoyed the benefits. However, the predecessors were ruined by the descendants. Do you think this is good?"

Hayama knew what Tsunade was referring to. After all, the disappearance of the Senju clan only happened in the past few years. This time is not enough for people to forget the once prominent family.

To put it bluntly, Hiruzen Sarutobi, a descendant who was enjoying the shade, wiped out his predecessors who planted trees. Whether it was for power or profit, or for the future of the village, the demise of the Senju clan must be attributed to Hiruzen Sarutobi.

on the head.

History books don’t lie, and these beautiful things that are whitewashed at this stage will be recorded in black and white.

After Tsunade asked, she looked straight at Hayama with a pair of wet eyes, waiting for his answer.

Hayama was in a dilemma. He couldn't figure out Tsunade's temperament and was unwilling to speak. If he said the wrong thing and caused Tsunade's dissatisfaction, it would not end well.

But Tsunade revealed all the secrets about her fear of blood, and she naturally wanted Hayama to say something nice, otherwise she would have revealed the secret in vain.

Seeing that Hayama was stuck in place like a piece of wood with no intention of speaking, Tsunade's wet eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Don't you say something?"

Hayama shivered involuntarily, feeling secretly miserable in his heart, but due to Tsunade's pressure, he spoke cautiously.

"The seniors of the Senju Clan have indeed made great contributions and sacrifices for the village. This is an undeniable fact even if it takes another hundred years."

After finishing speaking, Hayama stopped. Considering that Tsunade was the apprentice of the Third Hokage after all, some bad words were not uttered after all.

Hayama still understands the principle that disaster comes from the mouth. There are some things that Tsunade can say because she is one of her own, but he cannot say because he is an outsider.

To put it bluntly, Hayama and Tsunade are not familiar with each other at all, and they are not close to each other.

"Then what?" Tsunade asked.

Obviously, she was not satisfied with Hayama's official answer.

Ye Shan pursed his lips and said, "Everything else you said is correct, I agree."

"A cunning guy, young but full of tricks. The atmosphere in the village is getting worse and worse. I don't know when it started."

"That's all, it's impossible for people like you to know the feeling of sacrificing your precious life for something."

Tsunade was a little disinterested. She knew the village's evaluation of Hayama and her performance on the battlefield. She had read Sarutobi Hikata's investigation report in front of the Hokage.

Hayama frowned slightly but remained silent. He didn't care at all what the village said about him, so he just let them talk about it. Anyway, he was not the thin-skinned Sakumo Hatake.

Tsunade's thin eyebrows knit together tightly, and the sadness in her heart was covered up by unknown anger.

"You can speak, but you are not mute."

"oh!"

"???"

Hayama's answer completely angered Tsunade, with flashes of anger appearing on her pretty face, and she disappeared from the tree trunk without thinking.

Ye Shan's face darkened, and with a flash of lightning, he disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Tsunade's fist hit the air, she snorted and disappeared again.

The two of them were chasing each other back and forth in the jungle with tall trees. One wanted to punch the other to vent his anger, and the other just wanted to take care of the other.

After a long time, Tsunade stopped panting, and Hayama was also sweating profusely, obviously consuming a lot of energy.

It's not that Tsunade didn't want to chase, it was because Hayama was as slippery as a loach and couldn't be caught. After all, Tsunade was a pure taijutsu teleporter. Although her physical strength was far better than Hayama's, she was still a tad slower after all.

Hayama looked at a certain part of Tsunade's trembling body, his eyes a little straight...

"Tsunade-sama, I don't think I have offended you in any way."

Ye Shan felt aggrieved. He just didn't want to say what the other party wanted to hear, but he never got to this point. He secretly felt that life would not be easy for the person who married her in the future.

"Hmph, don't let me catch you, otherwise..."

Tsunade glanced at Hayama with evil intentions, stretched out her fist and lightly touched the ground. In an instant, the hard ground shook like an earthquake, and at the same time it cracked irregularly.

"..."

Ye Shan was extremely frightened. Not to mention that he couldn't withstand this punch, even the King of Heaven would have to vomit blood.

After Tsunade finished her demonstration, she fidgeted with her beautiful ponytail heroically, turned around and left.

"The path traveled by our predecessors is intended to guide us to continue moving forward. This is the misfortune of our ancestors but our honor."

"From the beginning to the end, I have great respect for the ancestors who opened up the mountains and forests through blue and blue roads."

"The village may have become less humane than before, but I believe that there are still a large number of ninjas who are proud of their identity."

"Our task is just to continue to love it and risk our lives to protect it."

What Hayama said unconsciously came out of his mouth, and Tsunade stopped in her tracks.

"Hatake Sakumo died for the village and for the sake of ninja, which proves that the hot blood in the ninjas' bodies has not cooled down yet."

"This is the best of times and the worst of times. It just depends on whether you can muster up the courage to swim against the current."

After saying that, Hayama stared deeply in the direction of Konoha Cemetery and disappeared into the jungle.