The Sage's Entrepreneurship Was Halfway Through Before He Died Mid-Way

Watching the Spirit Beasts lazily sunbathing on a bench on the other side, Yuhara unconsciously started to doze off as well.

At times like these, in scenes like this, it really made one sleepy.

Yuhara didn't have a particularly high level of vigilance. His current relaxation was genuine. Because even if something were to suddenly happen in Konoha, it wouldn't be directed at an unknown nobody like him.

And just after Yuhara had slept for a short while, he suddenly felt someone approach him. He immediately opened his eyes and saw an old man sitting at the other end of the bench.

Upon seeing the other person's appearance, Yuhara clearly froze for a moment. Then, he nonchalantly withdrew his gaze and continued to look straight ahead at the Spirit Beasts... The old man sitting next to him wasn't just any old man; he was a retired old man with a pipe in his mouth.

Perhaps because he was already retired, he had some free time and was starting to figure out how to live out his retirement. So this kind of encounter was not a problem, after all, it was two people bored out of their minds.

"A ninja? Looks like it. Why are you so scruffy at such a young age? You need to be more energetic, at least look more energetic. Otherwise, how can good luck favor you?"

This old man's way of speaking was different from Yuhara's impression. In his impression, this person should have been more of a "good old man," but the words he was saying now really had the feel of an "old geezer."

However, there was nothing wrong with what the man said. Yuhara did indeed look a bit scruffy... Ever since he came to this world, he hadn't really taken care of himself.

"You're right, young people certainly should be more energetic."

Some things are indeed quite mystical. People with no spirit or energy indeed don't have very good luck. Isn't there that common saying, "a face full of bad luck"?

Yuhara's words were an expression of agreement, but the old man next to him found it strange. Then he realized where the strangeness lay... This young man's stance shifted very quickly. How could he suddenly join him in criticizing young people?

"Just back from the front lines?"

"Mm, I went through some unpleasant things."

"War is inherently an unpleasant thing. Every ninja experiences all sorts of helpless situations. When I was your age, it was the same."

Yuhara thought for a moment, then tried to say, "Ultimately, it's still a bit different. My strength is certainly different, but more importantly... I've gone to the front lines several times, yet no one has ever taught me a single Ninjutsu."

Ninjas and ninjas are certainly different. Some people are disciples of the Hokage, and they can basically learn whatever they want. But what about people like Yuhara?

What the hell could he learn? He taught himself everything in elementary school.

The old man didn't think much of it, as it was common for young ninjas to complain about their lack of strength and unfair treatment.

"Regardless, the war is coming to an end. Even if some unpleasant things happened in the past, you can now start to imagine how to live your future life, because it will no longer be an unattainable luxury."

Hearing the other person say this, Yuhara turned his head and looked at the face that was beginning to show wrinkles:

"Have you ever heard a story like this? There was once a religion. When it was first founded, the priests would earnestly and equally preach the doctrine to believers and potential believers. But as the religion established a church and became highly organized, stratification began to emerge. The right to interpret the doctrine was firmly held by the church, and ordinary believers, although members of the church, could only do things like pray.

Isn't that somewhat contradictory? They were supposed to equally propagate God's instructions, but those who received the 'divine revelation' first monopolized this right. Isn't this a form of unfairness? Whether one is wise or not, capable or not, if it's determined solely by who came first, isn't that too unreasonable?"

"A religion analogy? The development of things certainly won't be that simple, but in a general sense, your statement isn't too far off."

The old man had stepped right into the trap.

Yuhara nodded and continued, "According to legend, in ancient times, the Sage of Six Paths founded the Ninja Sect and began to equally spread the profound meaning of Chakra to the world. However, this equality was only for that time. Or, you could say that the equality of that time led to the inequality of today... Nowadays, the difference between civilian ninjas and clan ninjas is already very significant. Yet, many years ago, weren't clan ninjas also civilian ninjas?"

In fact, apart from the Otsutsuki family, everyone else was a civilian ninja.

"In the current Ninja World War, civilian ninjas are not inactive on the battlefield. However, even if they sacrifice their lives, the effect they can ultimately have is limited. Why is this? Because they only enjoy the benefits of Chakra diffusion, not the benefits of Jutsu diffusion... Jutsu has never diffused.

So, if you ask what I want to do after the war ends, I have only one small wish: to prove that under equal education and training conditions, civilian ninjas are no worse than clan ninjas..."

Even though there was already a living example to prove this, that situation was often regarded as an extreme outlier.

Aren't you a scruffy young man? Why do you have such determined, even murderous, thoughts... Now the retired old man finally understood what Yuhara was talking about.

He had initially just been bored and intended to strike up a casual conversation with anyone, caring about the mental well-being of young ninjas. He hadn't expected to encounter such an unexpected situation.

Although Yuhara's last sentence sounded like the stubbornness of a young man, in reality, what he wanted could be described by two other more fitting words – "equal rights."

Didn't his story start with the Sage of Six Paths?

So, Yuhara's meaning was that the Sage of Six Paths's endeavor was cut short before it could be completed, and now the rest was up to him.

The retired old man was a bit stunned. He hoped young people would have ideals, but this ideal was perhaps a bit too grand. Therefore, this old man's mood could also be described by one sentence...

Damn it, you didn't just teach yourself elementary school and become accomplished, did you? You dropped out of art school, didn't you?

Faced with such an ideal, the retired old man felt as if he had become a representative of "backward and conservative forces."

"It's a good idea, but you will definitely encounter great resistance."

From the Hokage's perspective, Yuhara's statement would undoubtedly receive support; from the clan leader's perspective, Yuhara's statement would undoubtedly be opposed.

"I'm idle anyway, so I might as well give it a try," Yuhara said casually.

Support or opposition? Yuhara actually didn't care. He was just telling a story earlier.

Konoha was already bad enough, so why not try to stir it up even more?

Since he was idle anyway, there was no loss if he failed.