In Naruto, Building the Strongest Hidden Mist Village

Rowing the boat with one hand and tapping the scroll in his hand with the other hand, Kisame Kisaki felt a strange emotion burning in his heart.

Where does this feeling come from?

Inikisaki Kisame thought, falling into memories.

Probably the Kirigakure camp not long ago.

After taking the scroll and carrying out the task as usual, he raised his head and saw a pair of eyes staring closely at the scroll in his hand.

Those were eyes that he had never seen before, but he could vaguely feel that there was an emotion in them.

The emotion called joy.

Recalling that feeling again, Kisame's shark face couldn't help but curl up his lips.

He liked that feeling.

It was different from the life that had been full of betrayals and falsehoods in the past ten years. He could feel that in that camp, holding the scroll, there were pairs of hands supporting him behind his back.

I really want to see that scene again.

Recalling it, a heartfelt smile appeared, but it soon disappeared due to the inertia of the past life.

But he felt vaguely in his heart that the life that was originally just a mechanical killing seemed to have some new pursuits.

He shook his head and stopped thinking.

What we have to do now is to return to the village as soon as possible and tell everyone the news.

After running for a long time, the sun gradually set, the sky became darker and darker, and many stars were already visible in the dim sky.

Holding the scroll tightly with one hand, Kisame Kisaki ran straight to the Mizukage Building until he was stopped by an ANBU in front of the office door.

"The Yondaime-sama is not here."

Looking at the candlelight still lit inside the door, Mikigaki Kisame couldn't help but frown.

"The one inside the door is the Sandaime."

Anbu replied.

"Where is the Yondaime?"

Kisame Kisaki asked immediately.

"exist"

Anbu shook his head helplessly.

At this time, listening to the noise outside the door, the Sandaime packed up the stacks of scrolls.

When he opened the door, he called out and was about to walk away to find the Yondaime Goshiki Kisame.

"Come with me, I know where the Yondaime is."

Looking at that figure, Kisame and several ninjas behind him quickly saluted, and then followed the Sandaime in an upright manner.

A group of five people walked on the dark street, until they passed a corner and saw a bright river crossing the street, and their eyes lit up.

There are scattered shops on both sides of the river, but there are quite noisy pedestrians.

Such vitality has never been seen in Kirigakure before.

However, if you look carefully, you can see that these Kirigakure people are still numb and there is no life in their pupils.

The three of them turned a blind eye and kept walking.

"This is a commercial street that has been opened in the Yondaime these days. There are only a few shops and it is full of people coming to join in the fun."

Smiling, the Sandaime didn't care whether the people behind him responded or not, he just spoke to himself.

"The Yondaime and Mei Terumi are probably eating candy-colored balls."

"It should be not far away."

The third generation, with his eyes full of treasures, squeezed in with a group of people.

There were a lot of people, so Kisame Kakisaki's hand knocked on the scroll tighter, and his heart beat faster and faster.

It wasn't until he saw a familiar Yondaime who was undressed and looming in the center of the crowd that his heartbeat immediately reached its peak.

"You go ahead, I'm going to find some food."

"Don't say I brought you here."

The Sandaime said, already squeezing into the crowd and disappearing.

Seeing this, Kisame felt a little strange, but he had business ahead of him and had no time to think.

After squeezing through the dense and noisy crowd, he reached Naoki Kaguya, who was still eating meatballs, and lowered his head.

"Yondaime-sama."

"Um."

Kaguya Naoki turned around and looked at Mikigaki Kisame's face, already knowing what was written on the scroll.

But he still took it solemnly, and after reading it from top to bottom, he let out the depressed feeling in his mouth for a long time.

After more than ten years of hard planning, and many near-deaths, he finally got the leader, took the lead, and led thousands of ninjas to fight to the death. He also almost died outside Sunagakure Village, and finally got the word "light and fluttering".

Won.

These two words contain too much happiness and suffering, and they are too far away from Kirigakure.

After all, before launching this war, there were only words of failure in Kirigakure's history. In the hearts of Kirigakure people, there is only the numbness of facing failure and death.

This time, it finally changed.

Seeing Kaguya Naoki's strange expression, Terumi Mei couldn't help but ask.

"Naoki, what's wrong?"

Kaguya Naoki lost the strangeness on his face and turned to smile.

"Konoha, peace is negotiated."

"Yes, we won."

Even though I was prepared and expected.

But when she actually learned the news, Terumi Mei's voice couldn't help but tremble.

"we won?"

Watching Kaguya Naoki slowly nod, Terumi Mei's face was filled with a variety of emotions, including shock, joy, and then tears of joy.

"Naoki, tell them."

“This is a great opportunity to gain hearts and minds.”

After gathering his mind again and suppressing his emotions, Terumi Mei immediately raised a pair of white hands and gently pushed Kaguya Naoki.

"yes."

Kaguya Naoki knows this well and will certainly not miss such an opportunity.

He immediately summoned an ice mirror and stepped over the river, high in the sky.

This is the most suitable position for a speech.

The street was still noisy outside, but a pair of eyes looked at that figure involuntarily.

Where their eyes converged, Kaguya Naoki raised the scroll in his hand and faced the pair of eyes that were still a little stiff and revealed numbness.

Looking into those eyes, the extremely clear lines and actions suddenly lost their impression.

Today should not be the stage for me to show off my personal mighty virtue.

After all, no matter how much I talk or shout, how can it be more deeply rooted in people's hearts than letting them truly see the light?

So, above the dim street, Kaguya Naoki faced those who were facing death, betrayal, and worried about war not long ago. The crowd who were worried about life after the coup raised the scroll, tried their best, and even gave a faint and ferocious shout.

"We won!"

The voice was hoarse, but powerful.

Shangcai fell.

There was silence at first. Some people were too shocked to react, and some were too numb to know why.

But as cheers burst out from here, everyone immediately joined in the carnival, causing the bonfire to shake and the waves to surge.

The rising crowd stirred up smoke and shook the ground throughout Kirigakure.

Kisame Kisaki raised his head completely and looked at the hands that were leaping high and waving their hands as if they were trying to lift Naoki Kaguya, and he clenched his fists tightly.

This is the meaning of my existence, to keep them jumping like this.

My sin is really too serious.

In a dark corner, looking at the rising crowd, the Sandaime hammered the ground hard, trying to use the pain to free himself from the pain that was gnawing from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for me

"What are you doing there? Come and listen to the Yondaime's speech."

The Sandaime hid the tears and bitterness on his face, and smiled when he looked at a child who was happy for some reason but cheered with everyone.

Let this kind of scene fill every child in the future.

"Come with you."

Stepping out of the corner, he looked at the Yondaime in the sky.

He is not alone, he is everyone on both sides of the river.