The Eve of the Summit
"I'm telling you, are you just itching for a beating? I'll peel that skin right off you! That Roshi is a madman. Let him become Tsuchikage, and he'll declare war on all four of your nations tomorrow."
Ryusa froze after hearing that. "Is that guy really that bold? I only heard rumors, that's all. Don't get angry."
But the more Ryusa spoke, the angrier Ōnoki became.
It was not because of Ryusa, but because of his own village.
The capable ninja all had something wrong with their heads. Back when Grandfather recruited clans to establish Iwagakure, why hadn't he brought in a few clans with brains?
Then they would not have ended up in such a state now, with no one usable around, leaving him unable to retire even if he wanted to.
"Ah, I suppose I really am fated to work myself to death. Fortunately, the Shinobi World is at peace now, and we don't have to go to war, so a lot of trouble has been reduced."
"Otherwise, I figure I'd lose at least ten years off my life."
Torifu smiled inwardly after hearing that. If Ōnoki knew war would be coming soon, who knew what he would think.
Clearly, no one liked war. The purpose of war was to let one's nation and village develop better, so as long as there was a way to keep the village and nation rising steadily...
Then naturally, leaders would not choose to gain benefits through war.
Of course, aside from those idiots in the Land of Lightning, the other nations' thoughts were the same as Torifu's.
That was why everyone could cooperate and develop together, and nothing bad had happened after so many years.
"All right, Torifu, we'll head back first. Let's keep chatting when