Thoughts and Dreams

On that same night, Geng Hua sat before his computer, watching Kabuto Yakushi's match recordings over and over again.

The screen finally froze on Kabuto Yakushi's sinister smile. Geng Hua sighed and silently shut down the computer.

That guy's methods were vicious. He definitely wasn't a good person, yet he had saved more people than Naruto and himself had. It was only because he was more capable than they were, so he won.

Naruto and he might be able to defeat Kabuto Yakushi through strength, but strength was merely one aspect of a person's abilities. In every other respect, they fell far short.

There were still so many shortcomings. As Geng Hua thought this, Naruto's stubborn gaze suddenly appeared in his mind.

That idiot dreamed of becoming Hokage, but the Hokage was the leader of a declining ninja village that could not even hold on to the title of a Kage. So what if he became one? He would still have to bow his head before the Daimyo, the ruler of the country.

His vision was too narrow.

His father had been right. Naruto was a lackey ninja. Even if he became very strong in the future, constrained by the ninja village and his limited horizons, his future achievements would be severely limited.

And what path should he take?

Should he, like his brothers, start a family and build a career, then enter a government department and spend the rest of his life under his father's arrangements?

That seemed to be his only option, but Geng Hua realized that it was not the life he wanted.

His father had said that his greatest mistake was not having thoughts of his own, but what exactly were thoughts?

Dreams?

The two seemed alike, yet upon closer consideration, they were entirely different.

Thought