For an ordinary person born into a shinobi clan, neither an aristocrat nor someone wealthy, not wanting to become a shinobi in this world was as naive as not wanting to get rich in a world ruled by money.
In this shinobi world, when disaster struck, shinobi might die, while commoners were almost certain to die-with the exception of that peculiar group of commoners in the Land of Fire...
When war broke out, commoners vastly outnumbered shinobi and were far weaker, so far more of them died whenever trouble struck.
But because their population was so enormous, and none of them were particularly important as individuals, no one cared.
Many thoughts passed through Yanbai's mind, but Mito knew nothing of them. She continued, "But now, Nagato's mother feels that commoners and shinobi alike lead miserable lives. Only by leaving Nagato in Konoha can she keep him safe."
Yanbai heartlessly poured cold water on that idea. "Isn't it the same everywhere? Without power, you can't even choose how you die. With power, even if you die, you can choose your death-to cover a retreat, to protect others, or for honor. You might even come back to life afterward. Without power, you have no choice."
Mito looked deeply at Yanbai. Of course she knew what he meant.
Years ago, Tobirama had already suggested that Yanbai would resurrect Hashirama.
At first, Mito hadn't believed him. Later, because she had taken the wrong side, she hadn't been able to see Hashirama even once in all the years since his death.
Tobirama had died, yet Tobirama was still "alive." Mito knew that much, but everyone seemed to avoid her, leaving her unable to take part in these matters.
That was the price she was supposed to pay.
"Only after I die... will you resurrect Hashirama,