Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

"Caution is indeed correct!"

Aoba pursed his lips; his eyes were serious as he sat on the bed in the dormitory. Now that he thought about it, he felt that this step was too wonderful.

He was not on the list of suspects of the Third Hokage.

As a cautious person, Aoba was very clear about the importance of the word "doubt"!

He was not clear about the details of the progress of these things, as well as the emotions and thoughts of the participants, but he knew the final result of this matter.

That was...

The Third Hokage stopped the human experiment of Hashirama cell transplantation!

Danzo was definitely going to take the blame.

From a certain perspective, this indirectly proved that the Third Hokage had lost in the game with Tetsu.

Moreover, the Third Hoage might not know that the person who was messing with him was Tetsu.

In that case, Konoha Military Police Force and Konohagakure Intelligence Division, who had put in extra effort in this matter, would all appear on the Third Hokage's list of suspects.

However, some people were more suspicious, while some were less suspicious. There would definitely not be anyone complete without suspicion.

Unless that person did not participate in these things the entire time.

It just so happened that Aoba was free from suspicion.

"As long as the follow-up is not constantly suspected, then I can quietly and low-key stay in Konohagakure Intelligence Division."

Thinking of this, Aoba was in a good mood. He simply moved his shoulders, changed into casual clothes, and walked out of the dormitory.

Aoba's current arrangement was very simple.

He won't deal with the Third Hokage!

He won't deal with the remnants of the old era!

He won't deal with Konoha Military Police Force!

Won't deal with Konohagakure Intelligence Division!

These people in the whirlpool, go play by yourselves. All of this has nothing to do with him, and he was just a sick person who was on leave.

As for who wins and who loses, Aoba already knew the result.

Moreover, this result did not matter to him, and he was too lazy to care about the matters here.

After Aoba walked out of the dormitory, he welcomed the scorching morning sunlight and walked towards the exclusive practice site that Konohagakure had opened up. He did not go to the small forest behind the prison he had been to in the past.

It was not suitable to wander around Konohagakure Intelligence Division in this period of time.

According to what he knew about Konoha Military Police Force's deployment; The more sparsely populated a place was, the more closely monitored it.

The exclusive training ground for the Ninjas did not receive much special care. After all, there would not be any suspicious existences there.

...

More than ten minutes later.

Aoba came to the place that was specially reserved for the ninja training.

The grass there had been trampled on, revealing a smooth gray ground. There was also a circle of fences around it. In front of them were three broken tree trunks, and the tree trunks were almost as tall as Aoba's waist.

Aoba's gaze swept over the ninjas who were training in the field, and his gaze landed on an empty chair.

"This is it."

Aoba walked over to the chair and sat down directly on it.

The brilliant sunlight shone through the gaps between the tree leaves on Aoba's body, reflecting off the mottled marks on his body.

He was not here for training.

He was here to observe.

He wanted to walk out of his memory and carefully look at Konohagakure's ninjas through his eyes.

"Guy, stand up and remember my words. Work hard won't betray you!"

All of a sudden.

A passionate voice filled with hot blood came from not far behind Aoba.

It immediately gave him a feeling of being injected with chicken blood.

It was just a sentence, and it was enough to make him feel excited.

Aoba turned his head suddenly.

His gaze focused on the source of the voice.

Two people.

One adult and one child.

They were both wearing green uniforms. The adult's hair was relatively loose, while the child had some melon skin.

"These two people..."

The corners of Aoba's mouth curled up slightly. He did not expect to see this father and son pair so coincidentally.

Might Duy and Might Guy!

At this moment, Guy knelt with his hands on the ground. Bean-sized sweat dripped down his forehead and dripped onto the ground, and he was panting heavily.

Aoba took a deep look at Guy. Judging from his appearance, he was about five or six years old. He wondered if he had already entered the Ninja School.

"Yes!"

After hearing his father's inspirational words, Guy clenched his hands into fists, pinched the soil on the ground, and with his strong willpower, he stood up.

"That's right! This is youth! Let us run another 500 laps around the youthful playground!" Duy clenched his fists and encouraged Guy.

"Yes!"

Guy also clenched his fists and stared into his father's eyes. His eyes were determined as if he had forgotten the exhaustion of his body.

The next moment.

The father and son started running again and disappeared from Aoba's sight.

"This pair of idiots!"

However, at this time, a mocking voice sounded from the right side of Aoba.

He looked over.

The one who spoke was an unknown ninja.

He looked around twelve or thirteen years old and wore a ninja forehead protector on his head, so he should have graduated from the Ninja School.

Behind this unknown ninja, two other ninjas were also wearing the same Konoha forehead protector. They should be the companions of this ninja, and they had the same smile on their faces.

"Duy is just an ordinary Genin, and he doesn't even have any ability, so how can he teach a child?" Another ninja said with a sneer.

"This father and son are just losers who only know how to train their bodies." The last ninja said.

The words of the three did not enter the ears of Duy and Guy but said behind their backs.

Of course, even if they heard it. Duy and Guy would not care.

They had heard this many times, including the latter's student Lee, who had all grown up under such mockery.

The three of them said a few more mocking words before leaving training's field together.

Judging from their physical condition, they did not train that much.

They came to the training's field just to punch cards, told themselves that they trained, and then left in self-deception.

"Hehe~"

Aoba looked at the backs of the three people who left and laughed dryly. These three people who spoke sarcastically had no idea what kind of monster they were teasing.

Aoba did not care about these people at all.

These people had nothing to do with him.

He didn't like to meddle in other people's business.

However...

What happened just now provided him with an idea.

"I have nothing to do these days. I'll just come here to take a look at the practice of Duy and Guy and observe their exercise methods."

Aoba read a lot of ninjas' memories, among which there were all kinds of training methods, but he simply did not follow it.

After all, he had the mind-reading system. Reading the memory would give him a chance to get Ninjutsu, which was more fragrant and easier than training.

However, there was no way to get it in the Mind Reading System for the physical training.

He still needed to climb this peak through his own efforts.

In terms of physical skills, Guy was the strongest taijutsu user who even Madara acknowledged!

Aoba decided to observe this father and son training during this period of time and strive to find some tricks. He could not waste his first reward, Sage Body.

Of course.

He only dared to look.

For the time being, he would not dare train.

If he was discovered that his body was not so weak, things would instead become troublesome!