Tomohiro's Trip to the Torifu Realm
Besides, he also needed to cultivate a young ninja with prestige, someone prepared to take over his burden.
To put it plainly, Tomohiro was just an ordinary old ninja. He was at an age when he should have retired, but he had been forcibly made a little younger and then assigned a mission.
He had no intention of remaining the head of the Uzumaki Clan forever. He believed he was lacking in ability in every respect; he simply had a bit of prestige, and everyone listened to him, that was all.
But prestige could be cultivated, so he also planned to train a successor and slowly hand the position of clan head over to him.
That way, an old man like him, who had spent half his life hidden in a valley, could go out and see the world.
Of course, he had not mentioned this to anyone. At the very least, he would have to wait until a successor had truly been cultivated before he could really bring it up.
As for the candidate, Tomohiro already had someone in mind.
However, he still needed to observe him for a while, and the other party was still very young. He would need a long time to grow.
By the time he grew up, the Uzumaki Clan would have long since fully integrated into Konoha. In that case, it would be a little more convenient for him to take over.
Early in the morning, Tomohiro Uzumaki woke up in his room.
Looking at the brand-new, tidy house, Tomohiro still could not help feeling happy.
Even though two days had already passed, that sense of freshness still had not faded.
For someone who had lived in a shabby thatched hut for half his life, his current