He had wanted to say he wasn't disappointed by what he had heard Shimura Danzō and Hiruzen Sarutobi say. He wasn't that close to them anyway.
But...
It still hurt, didn't it?
Yanbai sat alone in the Hokage Office.
Occasionally, he heard Sasori scream from the break room.
Sasori was usually quiet when awake, but in his sleep, he often inexplicably chanted at the top of his lungs. No one could make sense of his sleep talk.
Perhaps he suppressed too much while awake, so his emotions poured out once he fell asleep?
That strange trait was probably what had led Sasori to decide, in his original fate, to turn himself from a human into a stick of ham...
Yanbai felt that his relationship with Shimura Danzō's generation fell far short of the bond he had shared with Tobirama Senju's generation.
The generation gap was as vast and insurmountable as a chasm.
As time passed.
Despite his involvement in building the Land of Fire and even the Shinobi World, Yanbai felt increasingly unable to fit into this era.
His standing had become far too lofty for him to form close friendships with ordinary people.
Had Shimura Danzō and the others still ended up following the same old path as in their original fate?
They worked together in poverty, then schemed against one another in prosperity.
Given their personalities, though, it would have been abnormal if they had no ambitions at all.
Then... how about keeping them "poor" forever?
Yanbai narrowed his eyes slightly, a kindly smile spreading across his face.
Several days later.
The history textbook that the Land of Fire had used for years was suddenly revised, with much more detailed content added.
The new textbook would come into use when the next class of students enrolled.
Ninja Academy