25There are too many coincidences, it doesn't make sense!AI Model: gemini-2.5-flashChapter 25 There are too many coincidences, it's unreasonable!
The battle came suddenly and ended just as suddenly.
Coupled with Uchiha Shisui's Body Flicker Jutsu, Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others hadn't even organized an effective encirclement before they vanished.
Hiruzen Sarutobi watched the battlefield with a grim face.
They had clearly seen the scene just now; it was entirely a battle between two members of the Uchiha Clan.
With a cold snort, Hiruzen Sarutobi waved his sleeve and said, "Go tell Uchiha Shisui to come to the Hokage Office."
...
"Sandaime!"
Uchiha Shisui calmly entered the Hokage Office.
Looking at Uchiha Shisui before him, Hiruzen Sarutobi felt a headache.
This handsome young man used to be a staunch inheritor of the Fire Will, but now they had pushed him to the opposing side.
"Tell me, what exactly happened just now?"
"It was a masked man."
Uchiha Shisui spoke truthfully: "I saw him acting suspiciously in the Uchiha compound, so I went to question him, and I didn't expect him to also be from the Uchiha Clan."
Uchiha Shisui said, looking shocked: "I actually had no idea that someone in this world had awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan."
Hiruzen Sarutobi's heart sank.
A masked man?
Uchiha Clan.
Memories from a few years ago surfaced.
That was a dark and stormy night, and it was also a masked man who stirred up trouble in Konoha Village.
Ultimately, Minato and his wife died in battle, leaving behind Uzumaki Naruto, the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.
At that time, the Village suffered countless casualties.
The enemy was that mysterious masked man, and even now, he didn't know where this masked man had come from.
Hiruzen Sarutobi waved his hand, watching Shisuileave, then stood with his hands behind his back by the window, quietly gazing at the boundless night outside.
"Hokage-sama."
A figure appeared silently.
"Kakashi, did you find anything?"
Kakashi was silent for a long time before speaking in a hoarse voice: "That mysterious person is very strange; he uses space Ninjutsu, but someone saw him enter the Root base."
"Who?"
"Uzumaki Naruto!"
"Who did you say?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly turned around, his voice sharply rising, looking disbelieving.
"You said Uzumaki Naruto, are you mistaken?"
"No!"
Kakashi narrowed his eyes, shaking his head lazily: "This was an accidental discovery; when I was investigating, I passed by there and couldn't help but glance over, and I saw this..."
Kakashi handed over a drawing and explained: "This is a drawing Naruto made. I asked the Ninjawho were watching him, and the answer I got was that he indeed drew it."
"Such a coincidence?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi was suspicious.
Why did he feel that everything was too much of a coincidence?
"At first, I also thought it was too much of a coincidence, so I investigated it further."
"What were the results?"
"Naruto started learning to draw a long time ago. Because he doesn't have many friends, he often sits by the window and draws the scenery outside when he has nothing to do."
"Because time was tight, I only took this one. Sandaime can go and see; there are many other drawings by Naruto's window, all depicting the scenery outside the window."
Hiruzen Sarutobi raised an eyebrow, his suspicion undiminished.
He planned to go and see for himself.
One link after another, he felt as if he was being pulled into a vortex, drawn into it.
And he still didn't know who was behind all of this.
Akatsuki Organization?
Suddenly, he thought of the intelligence Nara Shikaku had given him not long ago.
A suspected existence of Uchiha Obito.
It seemed to be a closed loop.
The Akatsuki Organization, the enemy hidden in the shadows, intended to cause trouble for Konoha Village.
Good!
Very good indeed.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was so angry he laughed instead.
If this matter proved true, he would definitely make that organization pay.
They dared to scheme against him.
Even Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had cultivated the composure of not changing color even when Mount Tai collapsed for so many years as Hokage, was greatly angered.
He felt as if he had been played for many years.
From the year the Fourth Hokage died until now, what did they want to achieve?
Hiruzen Sarutobi took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, put away the drawing Kakashi had handed him, and sat expressionlessly in his office chair, staring blankly at the crystal ball.
Kakashi quietly withdrew, his doubts increasing rather than decreasing.
For some reason, during that battle, he felt that one of the figures was very familiar, so familiar that his heart seemed to be twitching.
"Who could it be?"
Unconsciously stroking the eye covered by his mask, a strange thought began to grow within Kakashi.
...
"Hehe, Naruto, I drew another picture today."
Naruto was staring blankly out the window, an old drawing board placed in front of him.
These past few days, the Nine-Tailed had gone crazy. After diligently practicing calligraphy, it started learning to draw, and it often made him appraise its work, and even worse, it wanted him to frame them.
Please, you're the Nine-Tailed, not a painter.
At this, the Nine-Tailed would righteously say: "This old man is bored stuck in here. I've found that drawing and writing can calm the mind."
Alright!
Naruto readily agreed to such a small request.
Indeed,
His ears were peaceful, and the absence of so much noisy chatter made things much easier.
To cover it up, he even placed an old drawing board in front of himself, occasionally sketching when he had nothing to do, just for show.
"Don't you think there's a drawing missing from our collection here?"
Flipping through the drawings, Naruto smiled.
The missing one was the drawing of Obito entering Root that he had Nine-Tailed draw on a sudden whim last time.
This was Naruto describing, and Nine-Taileddrawing, a sincere collaboration between one person and one Tailed Beast.
Nine-Tailed had even proudly declared this drawing to be its masterpiece.
Naruto clicked his tongue and smiled.
It seemed someone had taken it.
Who?
"I suddenly feel like someone is about to have bad luck."
Knock!
Knock!
Knock!
Naruto, deep in thought, felt a stir in his heart, walked over, and opened the door.
Sure enough, Hiruzen Sarutobi stood there, smiling, carrying fruits and vegetables.
Seeing the door open, he raised his hand, shaking the groceries, and said with a smile, "Little Naruto, how about your grandpa eats dinner here today?"
"When do you ever come without mooching a meal?"
Naruto rolled his eyes, took the fruits and vegetables from Hiruzen Sarutobi's hands, and after leading him inside, went to wash them.
Naruto never stinted on himself when it came to living comfortably.
While Naruto was in the kitchen, Hiruzen Sarutobiwandered around, came to the drawing board, casually flipped through the drawings one by one, and narrowed his eyes.
Indeed,
Naruto had indeed been drawing recently.
And he had started several days ago.
Each drawing had a date on it, and it was clear that Naruto had a strong learning ability and was progressing quickly.
From random scribbles at the beginning to now being able to discern outlines.
"It seems to be true."
Hiruzen Sarutobi returned the drawings to their place, deep in thought.
To be on the safe side, he decided to ask again.
At the dinner table,
Naruto and Hiruzen Sarutobi sat under the dim light, the old and the young quietly eating.
Hiruzen Sarutobi organized his words as he ate, then casually asked, "Little Naruto, have you been drawing lately?"
"Here it comes."
Naruto and Nine-Tailed thought simultaneously.
Nine-Tailed chuckled softly: "Naruto, it's time to test your acting skills."