The Senju Remnants Of The Uchiha Clan

Shiratori was sure that someone had tampered with his memories, and it was most likely the yellow-haired guy next to him…

Minato was discussing how to deal with the puppet army outside the city, but his eyes blurred, and he arrived at the edge of Roran in an instant. A group of ragged Roran residents looked at him with gratitude, and there was a girl next to him who also looked confused…

The residents of Roran called the girl Queen Sara.

This feeling is very strange, just like being drunk and having a blackout…

As the residents chatted with each other, he learned that he had rescued them from the underground factory together with Choza Akimichi, Queen Sara, and a young blond ninja, but as for the rest… They didn't know.

Haha, he could guess with his butt that the young ninja must be Naruto!

If they follow the original plot, besides Naruto, at most, we'll run into another civil engineering guy from the future Konoha; who else could it be?

Do you think he won't know if you seal his memory? Minato Namikaze, you are too naive!

Although I don't know why I didn't encounter Mukade in the underground factory, the final result is good after all.

Let Queen Sara handle Roran's affairs. Shiratori is more curious about how Minato Namikaze is going to write this mission report…

He wonders if Hiruzen Sarutobi will get furious when he gets the report. Maybe he will think that Minato is treating him like he has Alzheimer's disease…

After all, this mission is too weird.

Shiratori wanted to get more information from the residents of Roran through indirect methods, but an eagle suddenly flew from a distance, flapped its wings, and landed on Minato's shoulder.

Minato took out the letter, glanced at it, and his expression became extremely serious.

"The Iwagakure ninjas secretly gathered at the Kannabi Bridge, and the ninjas from Village Hidden in the Sand also re-entered the Village Hidden in the Rain."

The halftime break is over, and the second half of the Shinobi World War… Begins!

Naturally, Minato's team had no reason to stay here any longer, so after a brief discussion, they decided to set off back to Konoha immediately.

At the same time, at the Hokage building in Konoha.

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point. Danzo stared at the third Hokage with one eye, but Hiruzen didn't dare to look at him as if he felt guilty.

"Hiruzen…" 

Danzo squeezed out a voice from the depths of his throat: "Tell me why…"

"Why? Was it a joint decision of you guys to transfer me away from the Village Hidden in the Rain? Did I do something wrong?"

Facing the questioning of his old friend, Hiruzen sat on the chair that represented the highest power in Konoha, just smoking silently without answering.

"I was at an absolute disadvantage but still held the two great ninja villages of the Village Hidden in the Stones and the Village Hidden in the Sand in the Amegakure!"

Danzo slammed his palm heavily on the desk in front of him: "Now, you want me to replace Torifu as the commander of the southeast camp? To face those useless people in the Village Hidden in the Mist who have no will to fight anymore?!"

Besides, there is a secret plan in the Village Hidden in the Rain that is only halfway done…

He was about to explode with rage.

This guy, Hiruzen, does he really think he can't guess the real intention of this action?

His Root organization, which should have been buried deep underground, has been standing in the sun for too long!

This Shinobi World War was a challenge of the four major ninja villages to Konoha's dominance and also a test by Hiruzen Sarutobi for the next Hokage. His name… Would never appear on this list of candidates!

Danzo knew that he was getting in the way.

No, maybe it's not just me…

"What about Orochimaru? I don't think he will continue to stay in the Village Hidden in the Rain, right?" 

Danzo's tone contained sarcasm.

Hiruzen Sarutobi took a puff of his pipe and said: "The Village Hidden in the Rain camp is taken over by Torifu and Shikaku. Orochimaru's mission is to monitor the Village Hidden in the Cloud…"

"Heh." 

Danzo showed an astonishing expression. "Right now, the biggest threat and most opportunities to make contributions are in the war with the Village Hidden in the Stones. Let me guess… It should be Jiraiya and Minato Namikaze, the master and apprentice…"

"Danzo, this has nothing to do with you."

"Is it irrelevant? I'm the elder of Konoha and the assistant to the Hokage. Isn't this my job?"

"Huff—" 

Hiruzen Sarutobi exhaled a heavy puff of smoke and said nothing, but one could feel that his patience was almost reaching its limit.

"I will go to the Village Hidden in the Stones village. I know Onoki better than Jiraiya and Minato Namikaze." 

Danzo's tone was stiff, even a little unquestionable: "Let the master and apprentice go to guard against the Village Hidden in the Mist…"

"No."

"Hiruzen! You—"

"Danzo!" 

Hiruzen Sarutobi's short body burst out with unparalleled momentum, showing his rare majesty as a Hokage.

"Don't forget… I'm the Hokage!"

Facing Danzo's angry eyes, he no longer dodged: "You always like to talk about sacrifice and dedication, so now is the time for you to sacrifice for Konoha! Immediately go to the southeast camp to defend against the Village Hidden in the Mist; this is the order from the Hokage!"

Yeah… Hokage…

Danzo raised his head and looked around, his eyes filled with anger, as well as barely concealed ambition and greed.

This is the Hokage's office, and all the details of this room have long been deeply imprinted in his mind.

Hiruzen, you are the Hokage, but I… Will become the Hokage sooner or later!

He turned and walked away without saying any more nonsense.

Looking at his old friend's back, Hiruzen Sarutobi finally softened his heart: "As compensation, you can choose any ninja in the village to follow you-"

Bang!

The office door was slammed shut.

"Well…"

… … …

Somewhere in the Shinobi World.

An old man with white hair and a withered figure walked slowly into the dark and damp underground cave, holding a strangely shaped sickle in his hand, which served as a crutch.

With a hunched body and unsteady gait, he seemed to have long lost the vigor and vitality he had in the past and had become an ordinary old man at the end of his life.

One step…

Two steps…

The old man moved his feet with difficulty and came to a golem that looked like a huge flower bud.

Then he sat on the wooden chair under the golem.

The next moment, a strange white creature suddenly emerged from the ground.

"Madara-sama, I'm Black Zetsu! I followed the team Konoha all the way to Roran, but I didn't expect that there was such a terrifying power underground in Roran! My perception ability was strongly disturbed, I…"

This strange creature named Black Zetsu is undoubtedly a chatterbox, chattering all the time.

The old man just sat there listening silently, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"… That's it. Because of the interference of the Source of the Ryumyaku, I don't know what happened in Roran city."

"That is to say, you didn't bring back any useful information…" The old man's voice was weak, but the hint of dissatisfaction in his tone still scared Black Zetsu to the ground.

"No! Madara-sama, I drew a portrait of Shiratori Uchiha!"

The old man picked up the portrait and frowned; this stick drawing was too abstract; even if you said it was a wild boar in the woods, people would believe it!

He crumpled the portrait into a ball and threw it aside, then said slowly: "That's it. The planned candidate remains unchanged…"

"Ah?" Black Zetsu was puzzled. "Why, Madara-sama? This little fellow named Shiratori is obviously much better than Obito…"

"This kid is so smart, and…"

And he is too normal, not like someone who could be induced to develop a severe mental illness.

Of course, the most important point is that Shiratori Uchiha has the blood of Tobirama Senju lineage flowing in his body!

Whenever the old man thought of that scum, Tobirama Senju, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart!

Black Zetsu's focus is different from that of normal people… Or humans.

"Speaking of smart…" 

Black Zetsu showed a perverted smile on his face: "That little fellow named Shiratori can definitely describe to me exactly what it feels like to poop!"

The old man suddenly felt his hand holding the sickle itchy as if he wanted to cut something…

=============

Guys, I skip a chapter, but I have fixed it now; you might want to read it.

P.s. It's chapter 53