Naruto :Madam, You Don’t Want Anything To Happen To Sasuke, Right?

Uchiha Haru nodded in appreciation.

Kakashi truly lived up to his reputation as a genius ninja. His analytical skills and sharp instincts were frighteningly sharp. He had managed to link several seemingly unrelated pieces of information together and arrived at an astonishing conclusion.

"What are you planning to do?" Haru asked.

"I want to find evidence," Kakashi replied.

"But it's not that easy to get any…" Haru murmured.

Kakashi's brows furrowed. He had come to this conclusion a while ago, but he hadn't taken any action—hadn't even spoken to anyone about it. The most critical reason was simple: evidence. He had none. Without evidence, his suspicions were nothing more than paranoid speculation.

No one would believe him.

After all, Sarutobi Hiruzen—the Third Hokage—had a sterling reputation in Konoha.

"Perhaps… what you've said is evidence enough," Haru said calmly.

Kakashi had once been one of Hiruzen's most trusted subordinates. If he came forward as a witness, it would certainly create a ripple. It wouldn't be definitive, but it would make people think.

Of course, Kakashi had considered this. But he didn't believe it was sufficient.

He shook his head. "I can speak out—but it's not enough. We need more. Something concrete."

Haru appeared to contemplate this, but said nothing.

A few moments passed in silence before Kakashi looked back up at him.

"I want your help," he said. "Help me find the evidence we need to bring the Third Hokage down."

So that was why he was sharing all this.

Haru gave a faint smile. "It's not that I don't want to help… it's just incredibly difficult."

To overthrow Sarutobi Hiruzen from within Konoha?

Was this a joke?

The Will of Fire had brainwashed far too many people. Decades of propaganda and carefully crafted leadership had made Hiruzen into a living legend—a symbol of the so-called 'ideal Hokage.' In the minds of most Konoha citizens, he could do no wrong.

Convincing them that their hero was in fact a scheming manipulator?

It was laughable.

Even with solid evidence in hand, most wouldn't believe it. Their faith ran too deep.

It was just like Uchiha Itachi, who had been forced to massacre his entire clan under Hiruzen's silent approval—all to preserve the village.

People like that were not rare in Konoha.

This wasn't like the elder master of the conspiracy faction in the Hidden Mist Village. That man's influence had never reached Hiruzen's level. Not even close.

Sarutobi Hiruzen had no rivals left in Konoha. He was omnipresent—like a shadow cast over the entire village.

Compared to him, the elder in Mist was nothing.

Kakashi frowned. "Even you can't pull it off?"

Haru thought for a moment. "Maybe I could… but it would take time."

Hiruzen's reputation had been built over decades. It wouldn't take quite as long to destroy it—but it certainly wouldn't happen overnight.

And the more important question was: would Sarutobi Hiruzen even live that long?

Haru knew exactly what was coming. As someone who had traveled through time, the events of the Chunin Exams were already etched in his memory.

The Hidden Sand Village, under the guise of the Fourth Kazekage—who was actually Orochimaru—would join forces with the Sound Village and launch a surprise attack on Konoha.

The village would be caught off guard. The casualties would be severe.

And Sarutobi Hiruzen… would die in the battle.

This timeline might be slightly different from what Haru remembered, but the general flow would be the same.

Unless Haru chose to intervene, Hiruzen's death was inevitable.

And from Haru's perspective—given everything Hiruzen had done—he wanted nothing more than to see the old man buried.

Why the hell would he lift a finger to save him?

Kakashi, unaware of Haru's inner thoughts, remained silent for a moment before nodding solemnly.

"If that's what it takes—no matter how long it takes—I'll wait. As long as Sarutobi Hiruzen can be brought down, I'll wait."

Haru gave him a faint smirk. "What if you don't have to wait?"

Kakashi blinked.

"What if there's a more direct, more permanent solution?" Haru said, voice laced with dark amusement.

Kakashi grew silent, deep in thought.

And with that, Haru turned and left.

He had come here today to gauge Kakashi's mindset—what he suspected, and how far he was willing to go.

And now he had his answer.

Kakashi's suspicions about Sarutobi Hiruzen were real—but suspicions alone didn't move mountains.

No matter how convincing they sounded, without hard evidence, it was all just smoke.

Not enough to sway someone like Tsunade.

But as part of a larger web of evidence? As one piece in a broader case?

Maybe then.

Kakashi's testimony would carry weight with Tsunade. If she were already wavering… already suspecting… it might be enough to tip her over.

And soon, everything would change.

Haru remembered clearly—after the Chunin Exam, the power structure of Konoha would be upended.

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who had ruled for so long like a god among men, would fall.

For the first time in years, Konoha's upper echelon would enter a power vacuum.

And Tsunade… Tsunade would return to take the mantle of Hokage.

The Fifth Hokage.

Haru's lips curled into a slight, knowing smile.

Tsunade was now in the Hidden Mist Village and wouldn't be returning anytime soon. Jiraiya had never shown any real intention of becoming Hokage.

At this moment, it was all too likely that Danzo would seize the opportunity to wrest control of the village for himself.

That was the last thing Uchiha Haru wanted to see.

In all of Konoha, there were two people Haru despised the most: Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo.

Back on the night of the Uchiha massacre, the only reason Danzo had been left alive was because Haru believed he might serve as a useful tool—someone who could help Sarutobi Hiruzen clean up the ensuing chaos.

Otherwise, Danzo would've already been buried long ago.

But now, with Hiruzen on the verge of dying during the Chunin Exams, Danzo—once a convenient disruptor—had lost his purpose. It was time to dispose of him. There was no way Haru would allow him to become Hokage.

What Haru needed now was someone trustworthy, someone with at least a tangential connection to him, to rise to that position.

He didn't require that person to follow his every command—he simply needed assurance that, unlike Hiruzen or Danzo, they wouldn't stab him in the back.

Either Jiraiya or Kakashi would be acceptable candidates.

Regardless, this trip hadn't been a waste.

After leaving Kakashi's residence, Haru made his way directly back to the accommodations Konoha had arranged for the delegation from Kirigakure.

In just two days, the Chunin Exams would officially begin.

Yet neither Kimimaro, Uzumaki Karin, nor Chojuro showed any signs of nervousness. On the contrary—they were excited and itching for the challenge.

They knew their mission. They understood the village's expectations of them.

And they had been preparing for this moment for a long time.

Since arriving in Konoha, the three of them had rarely left their rooms, devoting nearly all of their time to training and strategizing.

They were confident they could pass—but that confidence had never made them complacent.

Haru saw all of it.

In truth, ensuring Kimimaro, Karin, and Chojuro passed with flying colors wouldn't be difficult.

As someone who had lived two lives, Haru already knew the content of this year's written exam.

He could simply tell them the questions in advance.

But he chose not to.

If the three of them could only perform well by relying on underhanded advantages, then they might as well be eliminated. There was no point in fostering false success.

The Chunin Exams were deliberately grueling—and for good reason.

Only through trials like these could one emerge as a truly formidable ninja.

In the original timeline, Kimimaro and Karin were both prodigies—yet due to unfortunate circumstances, they had never fulfilled their true potential.

But in this life, those obstacles didn't exist.

This time, they would go further—of that Haru was certain.

As for Chojuro, the man would eventually become the Sixth Mizukage after Mei Terumi. As long as he remained on the right track, his strength was guaranteed to grow.

Haru had full faith that none of them would disappoint him.

And so, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Chunin Exams officially began.

First up: the written test.

Leaders from every major shinobi village accompanied their Genin to the examination site.

The venue was teeming with people—an overwhelming crowd as far as the eye could see.

As the host, Konoha had the largest number of participating ninjas by far.

The ages of the examinees varied widely.

There were young Genin like Kimimaro, Karin, and Chojuro—and there were older participants as well.

That, too, was normal.

The jump from Genin to Chunin represented a significant threshold—one that wasn't easily crossed.

It tested more than raw strength. It tested mentality, judgment, conviction—the core values of a true ninja.

Many never made it past that threshold in their entire lives.

Compared to Konoha's overwhelming numbers, other villages had brought far fewer candidates—mostly young and promising talents.

Among them, the trio from Sunagakure stood out the most.

Gaara. Kankuro. Temari.

They were the youngest participants in the entire exam.

But their arrogance was unmistakable—especially Gaara's. He radiated hostility like a storm waiting to break.

Small and wiry, Gaara carried an enormous gourd on his back. His chin tilted upward, eyes full of bloodlust. He looked like someone spoiling for a fight.

Several other examinees had already marked him as a target, eager to "teach the brat a lesson."

In addition, the group from Otogakure—the Sound Village—was also drawing attention.

Sinister and menacing, they slithered through the crowd like vipers waiting to strike.

Their expressions alone made them seem dangerous—twisted smiles, narrowed eyes, and a sense of cruelty that clung to their every movement.

Meanwhile, Konoha's talent pool was nothing short of impressive.

Haru and the others had noticed it the moment they arrived.

It was impossible not to.

Especially with someone as loud and chaotic as Uzumaki Naruto in the mix—it was harder not to notice them.

"The Twelve Little Warriors of Konoha…" Haru muttered as his eyes swept over the gathering of Genin.

Hyuga Neji, eyes glowing with the Byakugan. Rock Lee, heir to the Eight Gates Technique. Tenten, the master of weaponry. And of course, the famous Ino-Shika-Cho trio—Ino Yamanaka, Shikamaru Nara, and Choji Akimichi.

Then there were Naruto and Sasuke—each a storm of potential waiting to erupt.

It was a formidable force of young shinobi.

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