Naruto: Starting as the Third Hokage with Tears in His Eyes

Chapter 431 This Konoha is a bit outrageous!

"Yes."

Kirabi answered crisply and decisively.

He turned to leave, but was gently stopped by Toshiro's body.

Tsuchishiro leaned close to Killer Bee's ear and said very quickly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "The Raikage's words are a matter of face."

Kirabi paused slightly.

"The survival of the village depends on the neighborhood."

Tsuchishiro raised his head and looked intently at Killer Bee with his weathered, single eye.

"You need to make a careful judgment."

Kirabi didn't turn around or say anything, he just nodded almost imperceptibly.

He parted the curtain, and his figure instantly disappeared into the gray, misty rain outside.

The action was exceptionally swift.

A team of elite Cloud Village ninjas were already waiting outside the tent. With a gesture from Killer Bee, they immediately transformed into streaks of afterimages and sped off towards the northeast.

The cold rain lashed against my face.

Killer Bee ran at the front, no longer singing that off-key rap. His eyes behind his sunglasses were as sharp as unsheathed knives.

Leaf.

The village led by Hiruzen Sarutobi, the man who killed the Third Raikage.

The deepest thorn in my elder brother's heart.

Now, however, it has become the only hope for the Hidden Cloud Village.

That's... a huge joke.

But he also knew that his elder brother sent him out not only because he was the village's top fighter.

Furthermore, it's because he's the Raikage's younger brother.

This identity is enough to represent the weight of the entire Hidden Cloud Village.

The eldest brother's pride has bowed down for the sake of the village.

Therefore, as the younger brother, I must earn back this pride, which has been bent over, with interest, from the battlefield.

Kirabi's speed increased even further.

The atmosphere around the campfire at Konoha's temporary camp was completely out of place with the grim atmosphere of the place.

"The last one!"

Obito Uchiha righteously protected a small bag of dried meat, glaring angrily at the silver-haired boy in front of him.

"Kakashi! You've already eaten three pieces, this one rightfully belongs to me... the future Hokage!"

Kakashi Hatake didn't even bother to look up, simply wiping his short sword until it was spotless, and responded in a completely flat tone.

"The dried meat is a reward for ninjas who contribute to the mission, not for that idiot who almost tripped over a tree root during the march."

"That's strategic evasion! You don't understand!" Obito's face turned bright red.

"Yeah, I almost landed face-first strategically."

"!"

Nohara Rin walked over with a bowl of hot soup, smiling helplessly, and handed the bowl to the two who were still arguing.

"Alright, alright, drink some hot soup to warm yourself up. It's just dried meat, I'll make some more for you when we get back."

Obito immediately put on a bright smile and took the soup, not forgetting to make a face at Kakashi.

Just then, Minato Namikaze appeared behind them.

"How was your rest?"

He spoke gently, as if the imposing aura from before had never existed.

"Minato-sensei!"

Obito immediately jumped up. "We're ready to go anytime and beat those bastards to a pulp!"

Minato smiled but did not respond to Obito's passionate declaration. He walked to the edge of the camp, where the Hyuga brothers, Hiashi and Hizashi, stood solemnly.

"Are they here?"

"It's Minato," Shuimen asked softly.

Hiashi Hyuga's Byakugan was already activated. He nodded calmly: "Eleven kilometers to the northwest, a small team of twelve is rapidly approaching us. Their chakra levels... are very strong, especially the leader's."

The water gate was clear.

"Continue monitoring."

"Yes."

He turned around and clapped his hands at the people in the camp.

"Everyone, we have guests coming."

……

The cold rain lashed against my face.

Killer Bee ran at the front, his eyes behind his sunglasses as sharp as unsheathed knives.

Soon, the scout ninja ahead gave a hand signal, indicating that the target was ahead.

Killer Bee and his group slowed down and stealthily made their way to a high point, pushing aside the damp bushes.

The sight before them left them all stunned.

There was no heavy security or imposing military formation as I had imagined.

On a hastily cleared area, several bonfires were burning brightly. A group of Konoha ninjas who looked quite young were sitting or standing around the bonfires.

A female medical ninja is smiling as she distributes food to everyone.

The two boys were still bickering over some jerky. One of them, an Uchiha boy wearing goggles, was loud and boisterous, while the other, a silver-haired boy, seemed unusually cold.

Further away, several teenagers were talking in hushed tones.

Everything looked... like a ninja academy field trip.

A Cloud Village ninja frowned and said in a low voice to Killer Bee, "Lord Killer Bee, they're too lax..."

Kirabi did not speak.

His heart sank at that moment.

Relaxation?

No.

This is by no means a slackening.

With his extraordinary senses as a perfect Jinchūriki, he could clearly see the terrifying killing intent lurking beneath this camp.

The argument between the loud and boisterous Uchiha boy and the cool silver-haired youth seemed pointless, but their positions formed a perfect angle with another three-person team on the flank.

Once an enemy breaks in from the front, they can instantly form the most lethal crossfire.

The Nara clansman with the pineapple-shaped haircut, leaning against a tree trunk with a lazy expression, looking as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment, appeared to be dozing off, but in a strange way, he was connected to the shadows of the entire camp.

The fat Akimichi clan member next to him, who was eating heartily, had chakra surging around him as thick as a mountain, making him a mobile fortress that could be activated at any time.

This is hardly a picnic!

This is clearly a... a sophisticated war machine disguised as an ordinary scene, already loaded and ready to go.

Every component is in its proper place, operating in the most energy-efficient way, waiting for just one command to unleash a thunderous strike.

Is this Konoha's Golden Generation? The new generation nurtured by the Third Hokage?