For some reason, Xuanhui had waited a long time, yet the incident he remembered still hadn't happened.
He remembered that around this time, Hatake Sakumo had gone out on an S-rank mission with his teammates, only to let the mission fail in order to protect them.
After being ostracized, he had taken his own life.
But why had Xuanhui barely heard anything about him?
Xuanhui had waited another two years. He was fourteen now.
Over those two years, he had gradually slowed his training and begun focusing on his career.
In Konoha, he had practically become a model worker. The Sannin had originally handled the bulk of the S-rank missions, but now he alone took on half of them.
Even after deducting his investment in the orphanage, he had still saved a considerable sum.
There was also the spending money his parents earned from running their shop and writing novels, along with Kakuzu's occasional remittances from outside the village.
Xuanhui now had a modest fortune of his own.
He felt that constant training would leave him numb. Besides, there wasn't much he could improve for the time being.
While waiting for the incident involving Hatake Sakumo, he had spent two years building his career.
Now, plenty of people in the village would greet the young man warmly whenever they saw him.
A man named Might Duy, in particular, gave Xuanhui a thumbs-up every time he saw him doing a mission.
Xuanhui never tired of it, either, and often treated him to noodles.
Naturally, he had also met Might Guy, who was only two years old.
With repeated encounters, they grew familiar with one another. Beyond respect, what Might Duy felt for Xuanhui was gratitude.
"To throw yourself into missions so eagerly, burning with youth, and still treat others with kindness!