As Hiruzen Sarutobi watched Naruto act with such ruthless resolve on the screen, chills ran down his back, and a deep unease rose in his heart.
Over nothing more than old grudges, Naruto had quietly wiped out the entire Shimura Clan, cleanly and efficiently, leaving no loose ends.
He could not help worrying to himself: If even the Shimura Clan met that fate, would the future Naruto turn his sights on our Sarutobi Clan?
Tsunade and Jiraiya wasted no time on idle speculation. They immediately issued orders, sending people to search everywhere for the boy left behind by Root.
"There's no question. This child must be an orphan Root trained back then." Tsunade rubbed her throbbing temples, utterly exhausted. "Sai still looks young. Hopefully, there's still time, his older brother is still alive, and the tragedy hasn't happened yet."
Tsunade's head ached terribly.
Konoha, a perfectly good village, had one old grudge after another, one tragedy spawned by Root after another. There seemed to be no end to settling them.
Sasuke found the sight immensely satisfying, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
What Sai and his brother had suffered was so much like what he and Itachi had gone through.
They had likewise been forced into a desperate situation where brothers had to kill each other, and the older brother had likewise willingly died to save the younger.
As his thoughts shifted, a cold glint flashed in Sasuke's eyes, and he quietly made up his mind.
I only killed Danzo before. I was far too softhearted.
Since that hatred implicated the whole clan, I should never have let the rest of the Shimura Clan off so easily.
He silently clenched his fists, his resolve to take revenge growing stronger.
The Sky Screen continued playing.
In the Hokage Office,