"Yo, Big Scar, long time no see! I missed you so much!"
Kazuna shouted as he walked over and pulled Shikaku into a huge hug.
The physique enhanced by the Divine Tree was even more formidable than that of the Senju Clan.
Shikaku's eyes rolled back from the hug, and he nearly passed out.
"Enough, Kazuna. I know you've been holding in your anger, but don't take it out on me. I'm the head of a clan too—I have to consider my clan. All your big brother can say is that I'm sorry."
Shikaku Nara shook his head with a bitter smile.
During the Third Shinobi World War, Kazuna and Minato Namikaze had both been in the spotlight.
However, the Hokage faction feared Kazuna and refused to hand an entire front line over to him, worried that his reputation would become impossible to contain.
So they transferred Shikaku Nara, who had been at Minato Namikaze's side, to Kazuna's side, claiming that Kazuna was too young and lacked experience.
Thus, Shikaku Nara became the Commander-in-Chief of a front line, while Kazuna was the chief enforcer.
Kazuna did not mind. As long as they won, that was enough.
At the time, his Mangekyo had not yet awakened, and he had no other choice.
During the war, he and Shikaku Nara worked rather well together. The man was intelligent, and his grasp of the bigger picture was hundreds of times better than Danzo's when he had been Commander-in-Chief.
At first, their cooperation had been awkward. They both knew the other's identity and worried that the other might stab them in the back.
But as time passed, whether forced by circumstances or for some other reason, the two shinobi—separated by age and faction—quietly became friends.
What Shikaku Nara had just said about not blaming