Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

That's right.

It was a sacrifice!

Aoba's view of this matter was different from the onlooker.

Under the guidance of public opinion, these people thought that another victim had appeared.

But...

In fact, this dead person was not a victim.

Instead, he was a member of the organization that opposed the Third Hokage.

He was not killed. But sacrifice himself on his own initiative!

"Time to go home."

Aoba did not have any thoughts of watching. The more this kind of focal point occurred, the more he had to avoid it.

Otherwise, if he accidentally appeared in Tetsu and Yuta's line of sight, he might be caught.

So Aoba walked against the flow of people.

He looked completely different from those curious people.

...

After a while, Aoba returned to his dormitory.

"When tomorrow comes, I will go around and pat a few heads. I will know what is going on at that time."

Aoba was not worried about missing out on anything, and the people watching just now were all his recording cameras.

When he extracted the images, he could even see what happened from different angles, which was more realistic than seeing it himself.

Aoba did not think too much about it.

He directly laid on the iron bed to rest.

As for the matter of training...

It has to wait for a few days.

It was dangerous outside now!

...

Three days later.

Aoba felt that it was about time that he needed to step out of the dormitory.

Just as he walked out of the dormitory, his gaze suddenly fixed on an old man not far away.

At this moment, the old man was also looking at him.

"Captain Yuta!"

Aoba immediately greeted him warmly, and a smile bloomed on his face. He looked as if he had met an old friend.

"Hahaha, Aoba, I didn't expect that I would meet you before I could knock on your door."

When Yuta saw Aoba, he smiled and said this.

He had already expressed his intentions, and he was here to see Aoba. It was not a coincidence.

"Captain Yuta, what do you want to see me for?"

Aoba pretended to be puzzled and asked.

"I learned from Captain Eaton that you were on leave. I came to see you and invited you to have a cup of tea."

Yuta immediately invited.

"Sorry, Captain Yuta. I can't go and drink tea with you."

Aoba directly shook his head and refused. What kind of joke was this? He did not want to have anything to do with this person right now.

"Oh?"

Yuta frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you on vacation now?"

"That's right, I'm on leave. But this vacation time is to take care of it myself, and drinking tea is too much of a waste of time."

Aoba waved his hand and rejected Yuta's invitation as usual.

"This time, I won't ask for your help."

Yuta said with a smile.

"Goodbye."

Aoba did not waste any more time. He waved his hand and left.

"Eh?"

Yuta did not expect Aoba to disregard the least bit of politeness and courtesy.

Just like that, he left right in front of him.

He stared at Aoba's back, a helpless expression on his face.

"Sigh... What a strange person!"

Yuta originally thought that Aoba could be of help to his plan. However, after finding Eaton yesterday, he found out that Aoba was already on leave. Today, he came to find Aoba, but he did not expect that he would not have any chance to stay.

Now, he could only find another way.

Although Aoba's mouth was very tight and was particularly suitable for their plan. But in Konohagakure Intelligence Division, there was no lack of people like him.

...

Aoba quickly left. Seeing that Yuta did not chase after him, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"This rotten old man is very bad!"

Aoba curled his lips. He actually directly found his dormitory. Fortunately, he ran fast. Otherwise, he would have been tricked again.

"It's almost safer after this time."

Aoba had a general judgment in his heart. The plan of these people was imperative. There was no turning back when the bow was drawn, and he must not be stuck in his position.

According to his understanding of Yuta, he would now find other candidates.

He had escaped the storm!

"No matter what happens next, it has nothing to do with me. However, I will wait for the matter to ferment for a while before returning to Konohagakure Intelligence Division."

After thinking it through, Aoba directly strode towards the place where Konohagakure had the most people.

"Hi! Minato!"

Aoba saw a young man in front of him, and he impatiently ran over and gently patted the latter on the head.

"Ding Dong! Memory Reading Succesful! Obtained, Chakra Increase!"

Along with the crisp electronic prompt, images appeared in Aoba's consciousness one after another.

"What are you doing?"

The young man was suddenly slapped, and his face revealed a displeased expression. Especially when he turned his head and realized that the person who had hit him did not know him at all.

"I'm sorry, I got the wrong person."

Aoba bowed and apologized skillfully. His movements were clean and neat, and he directly stunned the young man who was slapped.

Then Aoba walked to the other side.

His gaze was fixed on another young man.

"Hi! Minato!"

Aoba started his head-smacking plan again in the crowd.

He kept reading memories.

Obtained continuous reward.

"Hi! Minato!"

"Hi! Minato!"

"Hi! Minato!"

"..."

As time went on.

Even Aoba didn't know how many times he had mistaken Minato for the wrong person.

In the end, he was a little tired.

Good fellow.

Even recognizing the wrong person was a very tiring thing...

"It's him!"

All of a sudden, an unusual voice sounded in Aoba's ears.

It sounded familiar; it was as if he had heard it today. But he could not remember who it was.

Aoba looked in the direction of the voice.

In his line of sight, there were four or five youths.

One of them had a face full of curiosity and confusion as he stared at Aoba with his blue eyes.

"He is the one looking for you!"

The young man pointed his finger at Aoba precisely. After confirming that the yellow-haired young man next to him saw it, he left with the people around him.

"..."

Aoba looked at the yellow-haired young man not far away. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then it immediately returned to normal.

As long as he did not feel embarrassed.

The one who would be embarrassed was someone else!

Aoba silently read this sentence in his heart and suddenly felt calmer.

After that, an excited smile appeared on Aoba's face. He waved at the yellow-haired youth not far away.

"Hi! Minato!"

This time, Aoba was not mistaken. The youth in front of him was Minato, and he did not expect that he would actually call Minato over.

"Hi! Aoba!"

Minato smiled and made the same gesture. He imitated Aoba's tone and greeted him.

Huh!

All of a sudden.

Countless eyes fell on Aoba, and they looked at him strangely.

Most of these people had all been slapped in the head by Aoba and admitted mistakes.

They looked at Minato, and a big question mark appeared on their heads.

We...

Do we look alike?