Kakashi Hatake, Konoha's genius ninja. He graduated from the Ninja Academy at age five, became a Chunin the following year, created the S-rank technique Chidori at twelve, and was promoted to jonin that same year.
(Note: Raikiri is a Konoha S-rank technique, but in the Main God Space, it is a C-rank technique of excellent quality.)
He was now sixteen, an Anbu jonin of Konoha, in the Land of Fire.
Looking at his record, anyone would have to call him a genius.
But this genius had lost his father in childhood, lost a comrade in his youth, and even killed another comrade with his own hands. The teacher he respected had also died in the Nine-Tails Incident.
Kakashi's heart had died when he was thirteen. Now, he was merely going through the motions of living.
It was late at night once again. Kakashi hurriedly wrapped up a string of high-intensity missions and received a summons from the Hokage.
"Lord Hokage, you wanted to see me?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi took a puff of his pipe to clear his head, then spoke slowly.
"Kakashi, make sure you get some rest. There'll always be more missions. Pull yourself together! If you keep running away, how can you face Sakumo and Minato?"
At the mention of his father and teacher, Kakashi clenched his fists, but said nothing.
Seeing him like this, the Third Hokage could only sigh helplessly.
"Starting tomorrow, you'll no longer be in Anbu!"
Kakashi abruptly raised his head and asked, "What did I do wrong?"
"You're too sensitive, son! Someone specifically asked me to assign you to work with them."
Kakashi thought for a moment, then asked calmly, "Was it Danzo?"
Hiruzen choked at Kakashi's question. "Cough, cough!"
"Of course not. If it were him, I wouldn't have waited until now to