Sarutobi droned on and on, spouting all sorts of empty words about dreams. The tedious, flavorless speech, along with the rewards, made Danzo a little drowsy.
The people around him, on the other hand, listened with great interest.
Even the Daimyo looked at Sarutobi in surprise.
As an aristocrat without strength, he had maintained his current position through that mouth of his, money, and the commoners he despised most.
He had not noticed it before, but now it seemed Sarutobi Hiruzen's mouth was no worse than his own.
"From today onward, Might Guy will officially be promoted to jonin. Though he is a taijutsu-type ninja, everyone present has witnessed his strength."
Sarutobi Hiruzen loudly commended every person with outstanding military achievements.
Yet from beginning to end, he never mentioned Danzo's contributions, crediting everything he had done to the entire team instead.
Danzo did not care. His goal had already been achieved. Whether it was his reputation or his strength, both had been well publicized through this war.
Though after experiencing this war, he no longer had the same desire to coast through life as before.
Still, the same held true: he had no interest in becoming Hokage.
Danzo did not care that Sarutobi regarded him as an enemy.
How could a sparrow understand the aspirations of a swan?
A mere Hokage position was not something Danzo took seriously.
The awards ceremony ended quickly. Everyone had been away from home for so long, and each had family waiting for them. Even those without family had their own friends.
After Sarutobi announced the time of tomorrow's memorial ceremony, he dismissed the entire team.
"I have no interest in attending Konoha's memorial ceremony, so I'll be heading back first," the Fire Country Daimyo said lazily, fanning himself with a small fan.
As he