Torikaze had stepped down from the position of Hokage back then precisely for the sake of succession.
Now, the leaders of every country had already reached the Fourth generation. Aside from the special case of the Land of Iron, only Ōnoki, the Third Tsuchikage, was still holding on.
That was because there was no outstanding successor to inherit the position. If this continued, the village would only grow weaker and weaker, because there would be no fresh strength rising up.
There were only a handful of named ninjas in Iwagakure. If Ōnoki had not found a fairly promising Deidara—
He probably would have carried the position of Tsuchikage into his grave.
"That's right. Only succession from generation to generation can keep a village standing firm. You'll experience that feeling yourselves in the future."
Kakashi thought about it for a long while after hearing that. He rather liked the idea of passing things on and did not reject it.
Just as Minato-sensei had guided them, the few of them would surely nurture other ninjas in the future.
It was just that they were still far from the time when they needed to begin passing things on.
"All right, you two should go train. We're having hot pot tonight. If you're free, you can come along."
Kakashi and the other nodded, though they probably would not be free.
Dinner was prepared at home waiting for them every night, and they both understood that this was, after all, a family banquet for the Windcloud Clan.
It would not be appropriate for them to attend.
Afterward, Torikaze and Windcloud Mountain came to the front courtyard. Seeing Obito and Hogen chatting, neither Torikaze nor Windcloud Mountain paid them any mind.
Instead, they went to the pavilion to drink tea and chat.
When Hogen saw the