This Danzo Is Weird!

Kumogakure

Raikage's Office.

Danzo, severely injured, had been unconscious for three days.

The Third Raikage, who had also lost an arm, was not faring well either.

Despite his robust physique, the massive blood loss had significantly impacted his condition.

Most importantly, losing an arm was a major blow to his combat prowess, especially for someone who excelled in taijutsu

If he could previously unleash 90% of his peak strength, now he was left with only 70%.

"Father, are we really going to let those two Konoha brats go?" asked the Fourth Raikage, A.

"Should I just kill them to vent your anger?"

"After all, that Aburame kid is said to be Danzo's right-hand man."

"Let's cut off one of his arms too!"

He spoke angrily, clearly furious about his father losing an arm.

The Third Raikage glanced at him and coldly replied:

"Are you doing this to vent my anger, or your own?"

He snorted and scolded:

"If you're feeling resentful, then train harder and aim to kill that 'Yellow Flash' next time, instead of taking it out on weaker opponents!"

"As for that old dog Danzo, I'll deal with him myself. You don't need to worry about it!"

The Third Raikage's words were filled with confidence.

So what if he lost an arm? So what if he only had 70% of his strength left?

If that old dog Danzo could keep getting stronger at his age, why couldn't he?

Even with one arm, he might surpass his former self at his peak!

Feeling his father's overwhelming confidence and aura, the Fourth Raikage, A, lowered his head in shame.

"I understand, Father."

"I will train twice as hard and defeat Konoha's Yellow Flash as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, the Third Raikage finally showed a hint of satisfaction.

"As for those two Konoha brats, since we can't extract any useful information from them, let them go."

"That old dog Danzo is annoying, but your father is not a man who goes back on his word."

With a wave of his hand, the Third Raikage made the decision.

"You handle this matter."

"Me?"

The Fourth Raikage's expression was complicated.

He harbored extreme hostility toward Konoha, and now he was being asked to personally release their enemies. It was a difficult task for him.

The Third Raikage nodded.

"Yes, you!"

"A, remember this humiliation, and use it to grow stronger."

Hearing this, the Fourth Raikage nodded heavily.

"I understand, Father."

---

Kumogakure, Prison.

To break the prisoners' spirits and force them to reveal village secrets, the cells were designed as small, pitch-black rooms.

There was only a tiny vent, and no light or sound penetrated the space.

Prisoners held here couldn't even sense the passage of time.

Their biological rhythms were completely disrupted, and their sleep patterns became erratic.

Sometimes, what felt like eight hours of sleep might have only been two...

In this place, time had lost all meaning and reference.

To prevent communication between prisoners, everyone was held in solitary confinement.

It was less like imprisonment and more like being exiled from the world...

The only thing to look forward to each day was mealtime.

Not because it satisfied hunger, but because it offered a glimpse of light and a brief connection to the outside world through the food slot.

Even if it was meaningless.

In this environment, Kakashi had no idea how long he had been imprisoned.

He didn't know what was happening outside either.

He wondered how Lord Danzo would react upon hearing the news.

He knew nothing.

But it was unlikely that the village would go to war with two major nations over two low-ranking ninjas, right?

After all, Konoha's situation wasn't optimistic. Facing two fully mobilized major nations, even deploying all their forces might not guarantee victory.

Heh...

It was an impossible scenario.

Kakashi's heart sank once more.

He seemed ready to be imprisoned until death.

Thanks to the seal in his mind, even in death, the enemy wouldn't be able to extract any information from his body.

Perhaps this was the last thing he could do for the village as a ninja.

Kakashi felt he had fulfilled his duty as a shinobi.

Suddenly, voices echoed outside the silent cell.

Then, footsteps grew closer.

Finally, a beam of light pierced through the darkness.

The intense light made Kakashi unable to open his eyes.

After so long without exposure to bright light, tears streamed down his face.

Once his eyes adjusted, Kakashi saw the figure before him.

The Fourth Raikage, A.

Looking at Kakashi, who was covered in wounds, disheveled, and missing an eye, even A, who harbored deep hatred for Konoha, couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for his resilience and determination.

It had to be said, that old man Danzo was indeed skilled at training his subordinates.

During this time, Kumo's interrogation ninjas had tried every method of coercion and temptation, yet they hadn't managed to extract a single piece of information from him.

Despite enduring immense suffering, he hadn't betrayed his village.

A respected people like this.

At his signal, the interrogators quickly untied Kakashi.

At the same time, the other prisoner, Aburame Ryoma, was brought over.

Unlike Kakashi's confusion, Ryoma seemed to have figured something out.

His face was smeared with blood, his hair disheveled, and he grinned at A like a madman:

"Konoha won, and Kumo lost, right?"

Provoked by Ryoma's smile, A instantly appeared in front of him and delivered a powerful punch to his stomach.

The forceful blow caused Ryoma to retch, and he crumpled to the ground, curling up in pain.

Kakashi tried to move, but the Kumo ninjas held him firmly in place.

Ryoma, still curled on the ground, didn't beg for mercy. Instead, he laughed even harder.

"Konoha really won!"

"If I'm not mistaken, Lord Danzo must have proposed a deal to Kumo to release us, right?"

"I knew it. Lord Danzo would never abandon us."

Ryoma's words were like daggers stabbing into A's chest.

Being seen through like this was infuriating!

In a fit of anger, A kicked Ryoma into the wall. Just as he was about to deliver another punch, the voice of the Third Raikage seemed to echo in his ears.

"A, remember this humiliation, and use it to grow stronger."

With this thought in mind, he held back the punch he was about to throw.

"For my father's sake, I'll spare your lives."

The future Raikage waved his hand irritably and ordered his subordinates to escort Kakashi and Aburame Ryoma to Konoha.

Inside the prison cart, Ryoma looked up at the long-unseen sky and suddenly laughed.

"Kakashi, it feels so good to be alive."

The right-hand man of the "Darkness of the Shinobi" suddenly expressed such a sentiment.

Looking at Ryoma, whose face was smeared with blood, Kakashi felt a sense of disorientation.

Feeling the sunlight on his skin and breathing in the clean air, Kakashi took a moment before echoing the sentiment:

"Yes, it really does feel good to be alive."

He then turned his head and asked:

"If you feel that being alive is so good, why did you deliberately provoke that guy?"

Kakashi was curious.

Although Root shinobi were known for their fearlessness in the face of death, why would someone actively seek death when they could live?

Ryoma leaned against the prison cart and softly replied:

"I understand Lord Danzo. He must have paid a heavy price to secure our safe return."

"Given that, I thought I might as well provoke the Raikage's successor."

"If he killed me in a fit of anger, then I would have served Root loyally, and Lord Danzo could have negotiated for other concessions."

"I didn't want to make things difficult for Lord Danzo."

Ryoma's explanation left Kakashi silent.

Ever since his father's death, Kakashi's life motto had been "the mission above all else."

As for shinobi?

They were merely tools to complete missions.

So, while in the prison cell, he never imagined that Danzo, who bore the darkness of the village, would make such sacrifices for them.

He didn't even think there would be a war.

So when this situation unfolded before his eyes, he found it hard to believe.

At the same time, a peculiar feeling arose in his heart—

Perhaps the definition of a shinobi shouldn't be like this.

As the two of them rode in the prison cart, swaying and bumping along, they arrived five kilometers from the front lines of Konoha's camp. A large group of Konoha shinobi was already waiting there.

Leading them was Danzo's top disciple—Uchiha Shisui!

Upon seeing the state of the two, Shisui immediately drew the short sword from his back, furious.

"How dare they treat our Konoha heroes like this!"

At his command, the Konoha shinobi swarmed forward and quickly subdued the escorting Kumo ninjas.

Shisui, with lightning speed, shattered the prison cart and personally helped the two heroes who had been captured in the line of duty!

Seeing Shisui's current demeanor, Kakashi once again felt a sense of disorientation.

Unlike his previous youthful appearance, Shisui now seemed to have grown into a reliable shinobi.

"Lord Danzo sent me to welcome you home."

He crouched down and firmly grasped Ryoma and Kakashi's hands.

"Don't worry, it's all over now."

These simple words brought a surge of emotion to both men, their noses tingling with the threat of tears.

More shinobi gathered around.

After securing the Kumo ninjas, they surrounded Ryoma and Kakashi and escorted them to the camp.

At the camp's entrance, Danzo, his body wrapped in bandages, sat in a wheelchair.

Like an elderly man waiting for his children to return home, he gazed into the distance.

Kakashi and Ryoma would likely never forget this scene—

A severely injured old man, covered in bandages, sat in a wheelchair.

On either side of him, a crowd of people pressed close.

Their faces showed no disdain or contempt, only cheers and warmth for the heroes.

Kakashi was stunned.

He felt he was merely a failed shinobi who couldn't complete his mission and had been captured, causing trouble for the village.

Why, then, did he deserve such treatment?

Unconsciously, two streams of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Even his empty eye socket couldn't hold back the tears.

Compared to Kakashi's emotional breakdown, Ryoma was filled with excitement.

Not because he had survived, but because he could continue to carry out missions under Lord Danzo!

At the same time, he felt deep shame.

Although he didn't know what Danzo had sacrificed to secure their freedom, he was certain it was no small price.

This was evident from the numerous bandages covering Danzo's body.

He could swear that since joining Root, he had never seen Lord Danzo wrapped in so many bandages.

Seeing the Konoha camp before him, he was almost certain of one thing—

Konoha had gone to war with Kumo for their sake!

Perhaps even with both Kumo and Iwa simultaneously!

Unable to sit still any longer, he stood up and approached Danzo. Just as he was about to prostrate himself, Danzo grabbed him.

When he looked up, his face was already streaked with tears.

Seeing Danzo's injuries, he was overwhelmed with guilt.

"Lord Danzo, I deserve death!"

"It's all my incompetence that caused you to suffer such severe injuries."

"I deserve death! I deserve death!"

Ryoma broke free from Danzo's grasp and threw himself to the ground.

This iron-willed man, who had endured countless tortures in Kumo without breaking, now wept uncontrollably before Danzo.

Kakashi, also covered in blood, knelt silently beside Ryoma.

Seeing this, Danzo's expression turned serious. He gripped the armrests of his wheelchair and forced himself to stand.

The movement likely aggravated his chest wound, as his face paled slightly.

Shisui moved to support him, but Danzo waved him off.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Danzo raised his hand slightly and, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, stood before the two men, enduring the pain from his wounds.

He raised his voice so everyone could hear:

"I ask you—"

"Did you surrender to Kumo?"

Both shook their heads.

"I ask you again—"

"Did you betray Konoha's secrets?"

Again, they shook their heads.

"My final question—"

"Since you did not betray Konoha or sell its secrets, what crime have you committed?"

This time, Danzo didn't give them a chance to answer.

Instead, he turned to the Konoha shinobi behind him.

"Tell me, do they bear any guilt?"

The response was resounding, like a tidal wave.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!!!"

Danzo nodded and continued:

"Not only are they not guilty, they are Konoha's heroes!"

His words ignited the entire camp.

Everyone shouted in unison:

"Heroes!!"

"You are heroes!"

"Welcome back, heroes!!"

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