In the early morning, the sun shines over the earth through the thin morning mist, and the entire Konoha is bathed in golden brilliance.
Iori got up early today. He rarely went to Hall of Heroes to hang out last night, but went to sleep to calm down.
Today he is going to Senju Clan Compound. In every sense, Senju Clan Compound is a dragon's den and a tiger's den to Iori.
Not to mention the feuding relationship between Senju and Uchiha Clan. Even today, decades after the joint establishment of the village, the relationship between the two parties is still tense.
What's more, many of the clan elders I'm going to visit this time have personally experienced the end of Warring States Period. Perhaps some of their relatives and friends died at the hands of Uchiha.
The relationship between Tsunade and Iori is even more complicated. Not to mention the age difference of more than ten years, Tsunade is not only the only direct descendant of Senju, but also the last facade of the Senju Clan.
She is with the Uchiha Clan's man, and this man is about to become the new patriarch of the Uchiha Clan. The political implications of this combination are obvious.
Iori knows in his heart that Senju Clan Compound's trip is destined to not go smoothly, and there is a high chance that it will cause a conflict.
His mood fluctuated with his thoughts, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
In Ninja World, the strong are not bound. Fortunately, he is the strong one now.
Iori took a rare moment to take care of himself. He knew he was a handsome boy when he was a child, but the danger of Ninja World made him in no mood to pay attention to it.
Today, he finally decided to change himself a little.
He stood in front of the mirror and brushed his fingers over his head. He combed his hair back and let a strand of hair hang down on his face.
He chose a handsome set of clothes, a long coat and hakama with a white background and black edges, and wore a dark red belt.
[Very good, we have no rivals ahead] Iori waved his hand coolly and walked towards the door.
While walking in the clan land, Iori carefully looked at the current Uchiha Clan.
It is different from Nine-Tails who was isolated from the village after the rebellion and rushed to the vicinity of Uchiha's ancestral home.
Different from the situation where Nine-Tails was isolated from the village and moved to the vicinity of his ancestral land after the Nine-Tails rebellion, now Uchiha Clan still lives in the center of the village.
Although the location is slightly remote, it still belongs to the core area.
Uchiha Clan has obvious grouping attributes, forming an independent small ecological circle within the clan.
Restaurants, flower shops, ninja shops and other living facilities are all available, all run by the Uchiha tribe.
Although there are not many descriptions of this in the original works of previous lives, Iori, who has lived here for more than ten years, knows very well that there are only a few people who become ninjas, and the majority are ordinary people.
Damn Danzo and the top brass, damn Obito Uchiha, and the idiot Fugaku, Itachi and Shisui.
On the night of the genocide, far more than just ninjas died. No one was left alive, including the old, the weak, the sick, and pregnant women. Only one Sasuke survived in such a huge clan.
Thinking of this, Iori felt a surge of anger in his heart and clenched his fists. The night of genocide would still happen, but this time it would not be Uchiha Clan who was destroyed.
[Use their blood to water the new shoots of Konoha!] Iori swore silently in his heart,
[As they say, wherever Konoha flies, fire will continue to grow. Kakkō will continue to illuminate the village and let new leaves sprout.]
A leaf fell from the sky, Iori reached out to catch it, staring at the dead leaf.
After playing with it a few times, he crushed the leaves and let the fragments scatter under the tree.
Iori's eyes showed determination and coldness, as if he saw the future of Danzo and others in the broken leaves.
"Hey, Iori, would you like two pancakes?" the teiyaki uncle greeted with a smile.
He is the owner of a pancake shop, and he has been running it here since Iori was a child.
"Okay, give me three. I haven't eaten your pancakes for a long time." A trace of nostalgia flashed in Iori's eyes, and then he asked, "Uncle Teiyaki, Auntie Japonica, how are you doing lately?"
"It's not bad," Uncle Teiyaki wiped the oil stains on his hands, and the smile on his face deepened.
"I heard that you became a hero in Land of Wind and were called Asura of the Ninja World, just like Lord Madara in the past. It's great."
Iori was slightly startled, with a trace of doubt and surprise in his heart, "Do you also know?"
He originally thought that Hiruzen Sarutobi would definitely restrict the spread of information. Even if his contribution would not be erased, the speed of spread would never be so fast.
"Oh, there are a few young people who are promoting it everywhere. They all seem to be ninjas who came back from Land of Wind." Uncle Teiyaki said while flipping the pancakes skillfully, and the aroma filled the air.
"Didn't anyone stop it?" Iori frowned, feeling very strange in his heart. It stands to reason that Anbu and Root would not allow this behavior to happen.
"Why do you want to stop it? Is there something wrong with what they said?" Uncle Teyaki stopped what he was doing and looked at Iori in confusion.
"No, I just wonder why they are promoting it." Iori smiled and changed the topic. He probably understood the reason.
Picking up the pancakes, Iori put away two, ate one while walking towards Senju Clan Compound.
In Hokage Building, Hokage's office, Shimura Danzō and Hiruzen Sarutobi were sitting opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.
"Hiruzen, are you just going to let those guys promote their propaganda? Let my Root arrest them and let them understand that there are some things they cannot say."
Danzo slammed the table, his face full of anger.
Hiruzen Sarutobi took a deep breath of cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke, with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He knocked on the table with his pipe and said in a low voice:
"Danzo, isn't Yan's situation alarming enough for you? What if you attack those ninjas and Uchiha Iori comes to your door? Do you want to trigger a civil war?"
Danzo's face changed slightly, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart, but the anger was still burning in his eyes. Since he took charge of Root, few people dared to resist his authority.
The two of them had already understood Mitokado Homura's situation clearly with Anbu who was accompanying them. It was precisely because they tried to attack the ninjas who were supporting Iori that they aroused Iori's anger and attacked Mitokado Homura.
Iori's Mangekyo illusion·Mirror Flower, Water Moon is truly amazing and lives up to its name. Even Hiruzen Sarutobi can't tell that Mitokado Homura's spirit has been completely destroyed.
I just think that he is old and needs to recuperate after being mentally injured, so he can recover quickly.
Third Hokage looked at Danzo with a hint of warning in his tone. "Danzo, stop acting rashly. Now is not the time for a civil war. Let's wait until the Fourth Hokage election is over before thinking about it."
"Judging from the current situation, Minato's support rate is still far ahead. His seniority is his biggest shortcoming. If it were a few years later, it would be hard to say who Hokage is."
Danzo was silent for a moment. He wanted to recommend Orochimaru again, but in the end he sighed heavily and nodded slowly. At this time, he could no longer divert his power.
He knew that what Hiruzen Sarutobi said was not unreasonable, but the reluctance in his heart was still burning.