The World, Still That World

Youji's forcefulness made everyone who had once thought he knew nothing about politics take a fresh look at him.

On reflection, it made sense.

Yuya was no ordinary man. Although Youji had left Konoha for Kumogakure after growing up, he had spent his childhood at Yuya's side.

Even if he had learned only the basics, he was not so easily dealt with.

And he truly was not afraid of death. If the guards had not discovered him in time, he would already have been dead.

Yuya's suicide after developing that forgetfulness disorder had already terrified many people.

Now Yuya's son was attempting suicide at the slightest disagreement, giving the people of Kumogakure an even greater headache.

This was not how things were supposed to go!

Shouldn't they have sat down and talked? Asked what he wanted, bargained a little, and then reached a decision?

Why would he refuse to even talk?

That was right—Youji could not be bothered to negotiate with them at all.

No matter who came, he could not even be bothered to open his eyes.

Even when his own son, Youli, came, Youji could not be bothered to speak to him.

The news of Youji's suicide ignited the fury of Kumogakure's people even more deeply than when he had been captured last time.

Over the past few decades, whose family in all of Kumogakure had not eaten the foods developed through Youji's research?

Youji was the provider who fed and clothed them all. Without Youji, who knew how many of them would have starved to death?

They knew who had allowed them to survive.

And since that was the case, what they had to do was simple.

Charge the damn Kumogakure leadership.

Even the retired Fourth Raikage laughed heartily at the sight, more than happy to see