Konoha: Prepare to defect, the system is coming.

When Hizu came over with two bowls of ramen, he found that many acquaintances had gathered under the medical department.

among them

Sarutobi Hiruzen was smoking against the wall, while Danzo stood aside with some disgust and kept fanning the flying smoke with his hands. Next to Danzo was Senju Hashirama, who was distracted and eating meatballs. The shape of the meatballs in his hands was just the shape of the meatballs. It looks a little weird, it looks like that thing

Next to these three people is a young man wearing green tights. He is holding his hands on the ground and trying to exercise his arm muscles. Next to the young man is Kakashi who is distracted.

A pug dog surrounded Kakashi, raising its hind legs from time to time, as if it wanted to mark something.

"Hey, Rizu Clan Leader!"

At this moment, a powerful voice brought him back to reality.

Hinata Hizu looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Senju Hashirama taking out another bunch of meatballs from nowhere, turning his head to look here, "Chief Hizu, what are you doing??"

"Come and see Hizashi!" Hizashi shook the ramen in his hand, looked at Senju Hashirama and the others with a smile, and said with some confusion, "First generation sir, third generation sir, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Danzo looked straight ahead, his old voice saying without any fluctuation.

"I saw that the weather was good today, so I went out for a walk. I happened to meet Hiruzen here, so I stopped to stay with him for a while. I planned to stay until lunch time and go to Hiruzen's house to have a meal.

Rizu, if you're okay, please stay and have some food together. "

Hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi stopped smoking, and then his old dark yellow face began to turn rosy.

The smoke that should have circled around the lungs suddenly got stuck in the throat.

"Cough cough~"

Along with a violent cough, Shimura Danzo looked to his side, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and said in his heart, "Hiruzen, although I curse you to buy fake cigarettes when you go out, I am also doing this for your health. !”

"Cough cough~"

Hearing the violent cough coming from his ears, Hashirama also handed the ball in his hand over and warned, "Sandaime, don't smoke this kind of thing. If you smoke too much, it will cause irreversible damage to the body."

Speaking of this, Hashirama suddenly paused. He suddenly thought of himself and Tobirama. Not only did they not smoke, they had no bad habits, but one died earlier than the other.

"O fate!"

After sighing, Hashirama handed the meatball over, then shut up and said no more words.

The smoking Sandaime is almost sixty this year.

If he lives for a few more years, he and Tobirama will not be as old as the Sandaime combined.

Then, Senju Hashirama looked up at the top floor of the medical department, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Tobirama once predicted the fate of the Uzumaki clan. It was very bad. A village composed of one ninja clan could not compete with their villages composed of dozens or dozens of ninja clans.

“Brother, if there are changes in the future, the Uzumaki clan will be the first to bear the brunt.

If Konoha still has some remaining strength at that time, it can actually protect some Uzumaki clan members. If Konoha has no time to take care of itself at that time, it can only maximize its own interests from the perspective of the village.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the people in power in the future village will want to make a fuss about this matter, but you know me, brother, and I will definitely not make a fuss about this matter, unless the Uzumaki clan collectively changes their surname to Uchiha."

Thinking of what Tobirama once said, Hashirama's expression froze and he subconsciously looked towards the top floor of the medical department.

This means that Tobirama died early. If he died later, maybe Tobirama could have a hand in the Uzumaki clan.

“This meatball is good”

Thinking of this, he subconsciously took a bite of the meatball, and the owner of the meatball shop appeared in his mind.

For some reason, the owner of the meatball shop was extremely enthusiastic every time he saw me. He insisted on letting me taste his rather strange handmade meatballs. He also recorded himself praising the meatballs on camera and patted his chest. He said he would never advertise himself.

But after seeing the weird smile on the other person's face, Hashirama had a feeling that the owner of the meatball shop would do something with the image he left behind.

"What a strange guy!"

Then, Senju Hashirama stood up and played with the bamboo stick in his hand, then looked at Hinata Hinashi and said with a smile, "Head of the Hinata clan, if you don't go up, your noodles will become lumpy."

"Yes!"

Rizu responded and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

After entering the medical department, he looked back behind him, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, "They must have known the news, right? But why didn't those people come in and what were they waiting for at the door?

A group of people stood in front of the medical department in plain sight. Any fool would know that something big must have happened here."

With questions in his mind, Hinata Hizu went to the top floor of the medical department.

There were no medical ninjas in the empty corridor, no patients, and no family members of patients lying in the corridor to rest. There were only two ninjas in white robes and fox masks.

They stood upright in the middle of the corridor, but from time to time they turned their heads to look at the ward diagonally opposite, exuding an aura of gossip.

After staring at the two people for a while, Hinata Hizu's face darkened and he said seriously.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Hinata Hizashi and Hinata Hana stiffened and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

at this time.

Hinata Hinata, dressed in white, was standing at the other end of the corridor carrying two noodle bowls. When he saw the two people looking at him, he immediately walked over with long strides, "Hizashi!"

Then, he put the noodle bowl on the table next to him and scolded him.

"Is this how you treat your job?"

He glanced back and forth at the two figures, one large and one small, and a faint sense of oppression radiated from Rizu's body.

But Hinata Hizashi didn't seem to notice. He still looked straight ahead and said in a neither humble nor arrogant voice, "Brother, please respect my work. During the mission, please call me "Shiro"!!"

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Hearing this, Hinata Huahua fell into silence.

When the teacher came over just now, Hizashi-sama asked the teacher to call him by his code name. At that time, I was still thinking in my mind that although Hizashi-sama was called by his name, there was really nothing to say about Hizashi-sama's expression of being neither humble nor arrogant.

But now that his eldest brother is here, Hizashi-sama actually uses this tone to ask his eldest brother to call him by his code name.

Well, there’s really nothing to say.

Boom!

A muffled sound brought Hinata Flowey back to reality.

She glanced at Hizashi-sama, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, and then at the clan leader's clenched fists. She immediately raised her head to look at the ceiling, as if it was nothing to do with her.

"Rebellion against Tiangang!!"

Looking at his younger brother who was squatting down with his head in his hands, Rizu said with a gloomy expression, "When did I ask you to call me the clan leader? Even in clan meetings, have you ever called me the clan leader?"

Noticing the severe pain coming from the top of his head, Hizashi rubbed it hard a few times and sucked in the cold air.

"Brother, I'm on a mission!"

Seeing that this guy was still trying to make excuses, Rizu became even more angry.