"Monkey, I've told you so many times, you can't let the Jinchūriki run wild like this. Do you want the Nine-Tails' Rampage to happen again?"
"Monkey, I've uncovered the evil Uchiha Clan's plan. Their ambitions are vicious. First, they put up a smokescreen and feign weakness, then they send someone to seize the opportunity to approach the Jinchūriki. After that, they'll take control of the Jinchūriki and unleash another Nine-Tails' Rampage to destroy Konoha. They're planning a rebellion."
"Monkey, I will absolutely carry on our teacher's will. Evil Uchiha, as long as I'm here, you can forget about laying a finger on Konoha."
"Monkey, are you even listening?"
Seeing that Hiruzen Sarutobi had ignored him all this time and done nothing but puff away on his big pipe, Danzo began to lose his composure.
He slammed his hand onto the desk in front of Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"Monkey, are you even listening to me?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi leisurely smoked his pipe and glanced at Danzo. Seeing his flushed face, he took another puff before finally speaking in an indifferent tone.
"Danzo, I know you're anxious, but calm down first. Forget about the Jinchūriki. As for your claim that the Uchiha Clan is planning a rebellion, that's even more absurd. A little child who was so upset after losing a match that he wet his pants-is that your evil Uchiha?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi always felt that this old friend of his was far too sensitive. Whenever there was the slightest movement from the Uchiha, he would leap out to target the Uchiha Clan. But when had there ever actually been a problem? Hadn't it always just been this fellow finding excuses to demand a few concessions from him?
"Danzo, don't go too far. Don't forget, I'm the Hokage."
"Tch, all you ever do is use that line to put me in my place. Don't forget, without me, who would clean up those messes for you?"
Danzo was extremely arrogant as he said this. He slowly approached Hiruzen Sarutobi, his lone eye fixed on Hiruzen Sarutobi's increasingly clouded eyes. Then, seemingly remembering something, he stepped back.
"Monkey, you'll regret it without me."
With that, he prepared to leave, but just as he reached the door, he saw Shisui coming in.
At the sight, Danzo took the opportunity to follow Shisui back inside, leaving Hiruzen Sarutobi speechless. At his age, he was still putting on a display of changing faces?
"Shisui, what brings you here? Has something happened?"
Shisui first glanced at Danzo behind him before slowly speaking, though his expression was rather grim.
Hiruzen Sarutobi also noticed that something was off with Shisui and offered some reassurance.
"It's all right, Shisui. Danzo is an adviser to the village. You can speak freely."
Only then did Shisui slowly begin explaining his concerns to Hiruzen Sarutobi.
As it turned out, the matter involving Sasuke had angered some of the Uchiha over the past few days. On top of that, some villagers had used the incident to deliberately slander the Uchiha Clan, leading Konoha's Police Force to strike someone in a lapse of restraint. Fortunately, Clan Head Fugaku had managed to calm things down, but the hawks within the clan had grown increasingly agitated during this time.
They believed that the Uchiha had founded Konoha alongside the Senju Clan, so why was their Uchiha Clan being treated this way? Shisui wanted Hiruzen Sarutobi to issue an order telling those villagers to stop talking recklessly. Otherwise, if they continued provoking the Uchiha like this, it could lead to incalculable losses, which would be bad for both the Uchiha and the village.
"All right, I understand. Shisui, go back for now and wait for my good news."
"Yes. Sorry for the trouble, Third Lord Hokage."
After Shisui left, before Hiruzen Sarutobi could even speak, Danzo could no longer sit still. He looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi excitedly.
"Monkey, did you see that? I told you the evil Uchiha would never let things rest. Look, they've shown their hand. Monkey, give the order. I can't wait any longer."
Watching Danzo spray spit in his excitement, Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned in displeasure.
"Danzo, you've become too fixated."
He tapped his pipe against the desk and waited a long while before finally uttering those words under Danzo's expectant gaze.
"Danzo, don't go too far."
Then he took a puff from his pipe and waved a hand, motioning for him to hurry up and leave.
Danzo snorted coldly and left without paying Hiruzen Sarutobi any further attention, inwardly scoffing at his sanctimonious behavior. Only he was willing to clean up after him.
He already had a hundred and eighty brilliant ideas for targeting the Uchiha Clan in his head. This time, he had to put them into action.
"Evil Uchiha, I will wipe you out."
Watching his old friend leave, Hiruzen Sarutobi could not help feeling a little worried. Surely this fellow wouldn't actually destroy the Uchiha Clan?
The moment that thought occurred to him, Hiruzen Sarutobi laughed.
How could that be possible? The Uchiha Clan had existed since the Warring States Period. If they really could be wiped out so easily... At that thought, Hiruzen Sarutobi set down his pipe.
He pondered, as though weighing a choice, but in the end, he picked up his pipe again and smoked intermittently...
At that moment, the Uchiha had no idea that Danzo had already set his sights on them. Besides, would Danzo have refrained from attacking them even without this incident? Had there been any shortage of confessions extracted through torture over the years? Where there was a will to condemn, there was an excuse.
As for Naruto, of course he was slacking off in class and playing the Naruto game. His unwavering Will of Fire had never changed, even across the dimensions between worlds. Of course, this Will of Fire was completely different from the Will of Fire Hiruzen Sarutobi used for brainwashing. It was what netizens back then jokingly called Naruto game players.
Clearly, Naruto Uzumaki was having a blast. He had been stuck at Chunin rank for a long time, but today, Naruto felt he was on fire. He beat his opponents with ease and successfully reached Jonin I.
"Keep on spacing, back and forth, off you go! Holy crap, no substitution? Then I'll keep on spacing, pile that pressure sky-high, make you really tense, make you panic just a little..."
Naruto had never had such a smooth run of matches. Seeing the Jonin rank he had finally managed to reach left him once again wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear.
Other transmigrators all got some kind of heaven-defying system. Getting Hellfire just for signing in or receiving a Chaos Physique right at the start was standard fare. But when it came to his system, despite already being a high-tech product and a golden finger, its controls were still so primitive.
Although some actions could be performed with his mind, why did he have to manually work the touchscreen in the Duel Arena?
And never mind that using this touchscreen felt worse than the emulator he had used in his previous life-it even felt worse than a phone.
Naruto had asked the system about this more than once, but its explanation was that you got what you paid for. It wanted him to understand that cheap things were no good.
Naruto: ...This was the first time he had seen something call itself cheap trash.
After claiming the achievement reward for reaching Jonin rank for the first time, Naruto silently exited the system. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, this cheap system would infuriate him to death.