Let Me Patrol

Three days later.

Konoha Military Police Force.

"Teacher, I've come to report for duty!" Suifeng walked up to Fushan and said respectfully.

"Hmm, the Great Elder has already spoken to me about your situation!" Fushan nodded, as stern as ever. "Are you still wearing the weights?!"

"Weights?!"

Suifeng looked up in confusion, his mouth agape, slightly stunned.

"The weights you were wearing when you dueled with Kakashi!"

Fushan said expressionlessly, "Since you wore them while at school, you might as well keep them on from now on!"

As if he had been prepared for this, he pulled a bag of iron weights from behind him and tossed them at Suifeng's feet.

"I...!"

Suifeng was left speechless, unable to utter a single word.

I only wore those weights to trap Kakashi, not to sabotage myself!!

Three days ago, during his duel with Kakashi, he had indeed been wearing iron weights—just two pieces, one on each side of his waist. In the second round of their exchange, it was partly because he truly couldn't keep up with Kakashi's speed, but also because he had deliberately exposed his waist as a weakness to lure Kakashi into kicking him.

Just think, Kakashi had wanted to end the fight with a single kick back then. How heavy that kick was, how fast it moved—the sensation of slamming into an iron plate, just thinking about it made his teeth ache. Why else would Kakashi still be lying in a hospital bed at Konoha Hospital right now?

But that was just a little trick to deal with Kakashi; he had never intended to be like the Green-Clad Kappa Ghost, strapping weights to his body every single day!

Hearing the hard, metallic clatter of the weights hitting the ground, Suifeng's expression turned ugly.

"What are you waiting for? Put them on. Today is your first day at the police force, and there are still many procedures to complete!" Fushan's tone remained extremely stern and stiff, yet for some reason, Suifeng caught a hint of cheerfulness in his voice.

It took several minutes of frantic fumbling before Suifeng managed to strap all the weights onto his body.

He walked with heavy, dragging steps, following Fushan toward the police office, looking like a man whose spirit had been completely broken.

The Konoha Military Police Force, or rather, the Uchiha Military Police Force, was essentially an internal security agency. It was similar to a police department but also handled counter-espionage; it was effectively a police station, national security bureau, and municipal management office all rolled into one, possessing a great deal of independence.

However, its internal structure was the same as the ninja squads, organized into small teams.

A squad consisted of a Jonin or Special Jonin as the leader, with three squad members.

Their routine tasks involved patrolling and guarding the interior of Konoha.

Whether in times of peace or war, catching spies was never the norm; the norm was dealing with public security incidents within Konoha Village, most of which were trivial, petty matters.

Because the Uchiha clan was naturally arrogant and always carried an air of superiority, this was a thankless job that offended many people. As time passed, compounded by certain individuals fanning the flames in the shadows, the Uchiha clan's reputation in Konoha grew worse and worse, and their relationship with the civilians became increasingly strained. To use a fitting analogy, they were like the urban management officers of the 90s—truly impossible to like.

Furthermore, since they mostly executed tasks within Konoha, their contributions during wartime did not match the reputation of the "number one noble clan in the ninja world." Without sufficient merit, they naturally became more and more isolated.

If this situation didn't change, even if the Uchiha clan wasn't wiped out, their fate in Konoha wouldn't be much better.

He wanted to change things, but unfortunately, he was currently just a seven-year-old child. Even as a ninja, in the eyes of others, he was merely a child, a tool, with absolutely no say within the clan. He wasn't so delusional as to run around offering advice to everyone; reality wasn't a novel, and he didn't want to become a freak in the eyes of others.

So, it was better to keep a low profile!

Only when his strength increased would he have the right to speak.

"Bai, Hideki, this is Suifeng. From today on, you are all one squad!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Suifeng. Please take care of me from now on!"

"Wow, you're Suifeng? I've heard your name for a long time!" Uchiha Bai was a fair-skinned girl who lived up to her name. Seeing Suifeng, her eyes lit up, and she walked over with a smile. "I heard you defeated Kakashi. You're the undisputed number one genius of Konoha now!"

"Uh...!" Suifeng twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Hideki was a tsundere youth, but he nodded amicably toward Suifeng, the famous genius of the clan.

Uchiha Bai, fourteen years old, Genin, had awakened a one-tomoe Sharingan. She was skilled in genjutsu and sensory techniques, which, combined with her Sharingan, made her a decent scout ninja. She also possessed exquisite kunai-throwing skills and was considered an elite Genin, preparing to participate in the Chunin Exams next year.

Uchiha Hideki, sixteen years old, Chunin, two-tomoe Sharingan, skilled in Fire Style and taijutsu.

The so-called "skilled" was only relative to their own skill sets; their true level remained to be seen in the future.

The work of the police force wasn't tiring, nor was it particularly dangerous. Their most basic task was patrolling Konoha and resolving disputes.

Konoha was called a village, but in reality, it was much larger, with a main area roughly the size of a county, divided into nine sectors. Nine squads would go out for each patrol, with each squad patrolling for half a day before switching shifts.

Half a day of patrol, half a day of rest—this was the routine for ordinary squads in the police force.

Suifeng's squad was an ordinary one, responsible for patrolling the area where the Konoha Orphanage was located.

The orphanage was primarily responsible for raising war orphans, mainly those from Konoha. Orphans from other villages or those of unknown origin were not accepted; otherwise, Jiraiya wouldn't have left Nagato and the others outside.

During the Great Ninja War, every ninja village maintained extremely strict defenses.

The location here was somewhat remote, but the conditions were quite good. The orphanage's funding was guaranteed; many of the war orphans' parents were civilian ninjas, and the civilian ninjas in the village were watching. If even basic funding couldn't be guaranteed, who would be willing to risk their lives for Konoha in the future?

The current Hokage faction was frantically trying to win over the civilians, so they naturally wouldn't give anyone an excuse to attack them.

Of course, this was only on the surface. What the true situation of the orphanage was, or whether there were any dark secrets, was another matter entirely. After all, the director of this orphanage, Yakushi Nonou, was a spy for Danzo, and Kabuto had also come from here.

Calculating the age, Kabuto probably hadn't been born yet, right?!

Passing by the orphanage and listening to the chirping sounds from within, Suifeng was lost in thought.

Kabuto was a talent, with potential far exceeding what Danzo imagined. With such a talent, rather than letting him fall into the hands of Orochimaru, it would be better to bring him under his own command. When the time came, having him deal with that old schemer Danzo would be perfect.

Of course, the time wasn't right yet. Since Kabuto had just been born, he was too young, and Suifeng lacked the resources and ability to train him. It was better to leave him to be trained by Danzo for now. The season for his own harvest would be when Danzo moved to kill Yakushi Nonou.