allendalepharm Chapter 120 If I can't become Hokage, I might as well leave behind some descendants.
Chapter 120 If I can't become Hokage, I might as well leave behind some descendants.
Chapter 120 If I can't become Hokage, I might as well leave behind some descendants.
Meanwhile, the stands were exceptionally lively today.
As the Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi had extensive connections in Konoha, and there were many people he could bring into the dream world to watch the movie.
After careful selection, Shigure arranged four viewers for this dream: Shimura Danzo, Hatake Kakashi, Jiraiya, and Orochimaru.
They were all old acquaintances of Hiruzen Sarutobi.
in the audience.
As soon as Jiraiya appeared, he looked around with great interest.
He was already curious about this magical dream-making technique, and now that he had personally experienced it, he was naturally very interested.
He casually found a seat, stretched his legs out in front of him, and looked around with great interest.
In contrast, Shimura Danzo on the other side did not have such good mental fortitude.
He had never heard of this dream before, and was completely dumbfounded upon landing. He immediately shouted, "Who are you?! How dare you attack me! Aren't you afraid of Konoha's retaliation?"
Seeing this, Kakashi could only greet him with a wry smile: "Lord Danzo, don't be nervous. Let me explain the situation here..."
Since Danzo has already been drawn into the dream, there's no way to hide it anymore.
So Kakashi used as concise a language as possible to tell Danzo all the information about the dream space and what he had experienced before.
Danzo, upon hearing this, could hardly believe his ears: "What?!"
The veins on his forehead throbbed, and his aged face flushed red with excitement.
No wonder Jiraiya and Kakashi were so calm from the beginning, especially Kakashi, who seemed very familiar with the situation, clearly not his first time here!
Danzo was seething with rage, his beard trembling with fury: "What do you mean! You've kept such important information from me all this time?!"
Danzo slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair, and angrily questioned Kakashi and Jiraiya.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
Kakashi chuckled twice: "Ahem—Lord Danzo, this is the Third Hokage's order, I have no choice."
Danzo raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, gradually regaining his senses. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth in a low voice, "Hmph, that top-secret information Hiruzen mentioned earlier probably came from here—that old bastard Hiruzen, he possesses such an astonishing secret, and he's been keeping it from me all this time!"
The thought that he had been kept in the dark for so long fueled Danzo's anger.
He angrily waved his sleeve and turned around to stare at the screen.
At that moment, the image on the screen froze on the scene of Shimura Danzo holding a child and smiling.
Danzo, sitting in the audience, stared at his own benevolent face on the screen, feeling intense shame and indignation: "How could I possibly have such an expression?!"
Danzo was so angry that he trembled all over, his fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.
Danzo Shimura, who devoted his entire life to power and intrigue, could hardly bear to see "himself" in a dream as a kind old man devoted to taking care of children!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
Inside the VIP box.
Orochimaru's figure also appeared quietly.
"Oh?" As soon as he entered this unfamiliar room, a hint of surprise flashed in Orochimaru's golden vertical pupils.
However, this mistake was fleeting, replaced by a strong sense of interest.
He looked around and saw that the VIP room was fully equipped with soft chairs and a coffee table, and even the table was full of sweet and delicious tea and snacks. He couldn't help but lick his lips.
"interesting-"
Orochimaru slowly walked to the table, unceremoniously picked up a piece of delicate pastry and put it in his mouth to taste. "Hehe, the taste is surprisingly good."
As a master of forbidden soul techniques, Orochimaru sensed this the moment he stepped into this place.
His own body did not come along.
What arrived here was merely a wisp of consciousness!
Or rather, the soul.
This means that some powerful force forcibly pulled his soul into this mysterious space!
"It can even stir the souls of the living—"
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, a look of fascination on his face. "Even the Impure World Reincarnation can only manipulate the souls of those in the Pure Land, and it has many limitations. What kind of technique could possess such power?"
"If only he could master the knack—"
[Ding! Orochimaru's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +300!]
Hiruzen Sarutobi remained standing there, stunned, staring in shock at Danzo's benevolent expression.
Danzo seemed to notice that Hiruzen Sarutobi was staring at him, and turned his head in confusion.
"Hiruzen? Why are you staring at me like that?"
"cough!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond.
He hesitated for a second, then simply pointed to the giggling child in Danzo's arms, "That, that child is—"
"Oh, you mean this?"
Danzo looked down at the child in his arms, his expression softening instantly. "My youngest son, isn't he adorable?"
He stood up, gently placed the child on the ground, patted the child's bottom, and said in a rare, kind voice, "Go on, go play with your older brothers and sisters."
The child readily agreed and took off running towards the other end of the park with his short legs.
Sarutobi Hiruzen watched the child run away, only then noticing that there was a group of children of different ages on the grass not far away. Some were chasing and playing, while others were playing a game of drop the scroll, having a great time.
Looking at the children's faces, he suddenly realized...
These children all bear a striking resemblance to Danzo!
Could it be—they are all descendants of Danzo?!
Hiruzen Sarutobi was so shocked he couldn't close his mouth, his voice trembling: "Those children—could they all be... [Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Hiruzen Sarutobi have been detected! Emotional value +500!]"
"Sigh..."
Danzo sighed deeply, slumped back into his recliner, his expression unusually forlorn and melancholic. "You personally pushed the Fourth Hokage into that position, what could I do?"
He looked up at the azure sky, a self-deprecating smile of despair filling his eyes. "I must say, Hiruzen, your judgment is indeed sharp. Minato Namikaze is quite something!"
"All I can do now is try my best to ensure that the Shimura family continues to grow and prosper."
Hearing Danzo's sighing words, Hiruzen Sarutobi was momentarily stunned.
He turned and stared at his old friend with graying temples, as if he were meeting him for the first time.
Is the Shimura Danzo standing before me really the ambitious, ruthless person I know?
Once upon a time, this man would stop at nothing for power, and even dared to assassinate him, the Hokage!
How could we have fallen so low?
Hiruzen Sarutobi was filled with mixed emotions and didn't know how to respond.
Seeing that Sarutobi remained silent, Danzo turned his head and gave him a wary look, saying meaningfully, "After all, back then, when our Shimura clan and the Sarutobi clan joined Konoha together, our strengths were evenly matched."
His one eye narrowed slightly.
"But look at us now. After several major battles, the Sarutobi clan has Jonin everywhere, while our Shimura clan only has a few kittens left."
Danzo's voice wasn't loud, but every word pierced the heart: "How unpredictable life is, Hiruzen."
Upon hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi blushed and showed a hint of embarrassment.
Hiruzen Sarutobi believed that as Hokage, he had never intentionally targeted or suppressed any clan, but it was also a fact that the number of Jonin in the Sarutobi clan was increasing.
[Ding! An emotional fluctuation from Hiruzen Sarutobi has been detected! Emotional value +500!]
"Hahahaha, this is hilarious! I never expected that Danzo, you old bastard, would end up like this in this world!"
Jiraiya could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter, slapping his thigh.
Look at that old ghost, so distraught, clutching the baby—it's truly bizarre!
[Ding! Jiraiya's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +400!]
Danzo's face turned ashen with rage. He whirled around and glared at Jiraiya: "Jiraiya, you've gone too far! I'm a senior of the same generation as your master, Hiruzen, and you dare speak to me like that?!"
Danzo, who was proud of his seniority and status, was now being mocked by a junior. He couldn't swallow this insult, and his voice was trembling.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +600!]
Jiraiya laughed until tears almost streamed down his face, ignoring Danzo's anger and just laughing heartily.
"this.---
Kakashi watched the two Konoha elders arguing and silently wiped his sweat.
[Ding! Kakashi Hatake's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +300!]
Danzo was furious. He slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair and stood up, wishing he could rush into the screen and strangle that worthless version of himself. "Damn it!" he growled through gritted teeth, his one eye fixed on the scene on the screen, his chest heaving violently.
That guy!
How did we end up like this?!
His goal is—to become Hokage!!!
Inside the VIP box.
Orochimaru was lounging comfortably on the large, soft sofa.
He picked up another dessert and popped it into his mouth.
"Hmm... It tastes really good."
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, his tongue lingeringly licking his lips.
He brushed the crumbs from his hand, slowly sipped his tea, and stared at the screen in front of him with great interest.
Although the people appearing in the picture were all old acquaintances of his.
The immortal Sarutobi-sensei has a treacherous Danzo.
However, it is obvious that these people are completely different from those in reality.
For example, Danzo was like a completely different person; his dreams and pursuits took a completely different path.
At this moment, a familiar figure in a red cloud-patterned trench coat suddenly appeared on the screen. Wasn't it "himself"?
A glint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Same characters, but completely different lives—is the scene depicting another side of the world?"
on the screen.
A rustling sound came from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged silently from the shadows beside the grass, as if a ghost had sprung from the ground.
"It's been a long time, old man."
The figure chuckled sinisterly, its voice deep and hoarse.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was startled by the voice and turned his head sharply. He saw a person with skin as pale as paper, long black hair, eerie golden eyes, and a familiar, wicked smile on their lips—
It was none other than his former disciple, Orochimaru!
Orochimaru?!
Hiruzen Sarutobi's pupils contracted, and his expression instantly became extremely complex.
However, what concerned him even more was...
Orochimaru was wearing a black robe with red clouds on it at this moment!
"Could this outfit be from the Akatsuki organization that Jiraiya mentioned?"
A thought flashed through Hiruzen Sarutobi's mind.
Before Hiruzen Sarutobi could even figure out how to start the conversation...
Danzo suddenly stood up impatiently, waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, you can talk slowly after I leave! I don't want to get involved in your mess right now."
Orochimaru's sudden appearance seemed to make Danzo in the dream feel quite troubled and annoyed, and he prepared to leave without saying a word.
Upon hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi glanced at Danzo warily, not expecting Danzo to choose to stand by and do nothing.
This is nothing like the real Danzo.
However, after a moment's thought, the Third Hokage understood a bit more.
At this time, Danzo had neither ambition nor lust for power. Orochimaru was not only of no benefit to him, but was even a big problem, so he naturally didn't want to provoke him.