Failure Is Treason, Success Is Revolution

Before Toji could make out the newcomers, the scene returned to Konoha, before news of the assassination incident at the Fire Temple had reached the village.

Heavy, gloomy clouds hung over Konoha, and a torrential downpour visible to the naked eye was brewing.

Villagers with nothing to do had finished work early and gone home to avoid the rain. Pedestrians were scarce on the roads.

The evening wind, carrying a damp chill, blew into a wooden house on the edge of the Sarutobi Grounds.

With a violent storm approaching, Danzo had not stayed at home. Instead, he had come to visit Hiruzen, calmly brewing and tasting tea.

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His back was ramrod straight. A thunderbolt flashed outside the window, lighting up half his face. The hideous X-shaped scar on his chin looked even more terrifying beneath the slanting lightning.

Yet the hand holding his teacup trembled slightly, exposing that he was not as calm as he appeared.

He looked more like someone whose long-planned undertaking was about to come to fruition, unable to suppress his excitement and eager to find an equal listener to share in his joy.

Amid the sound of rain beating outside, Danzo, who had been holding back for a long time, finally said, "Sensei left too early, and we were too young, Hiruzen—"

"Yes."

Hiruzen Sarutobi spoke with sorrow. His teacher's death was a wound in his heart that could never heal.

He did not notice Danzo's abnormality. Innocently assuming that Danzo had merely come to chat, he began talking about the past few days. "I went to visit Sensei's wife, but she wasn't home—Kenyu said she had gone out on a mission."

That seemingly casual piece of news made Danzo's body stiffen.

The momentum he