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Could it be that Danzo Shimura is truly inferior to Hiruzen Sarutobi?!
Thinking of this, Danzo clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.
impossible!
How could he possibly lose to Hiruzen Sarutobi!
There's definitely something wrong with Tobirama-sensei in my dream last night!
Just like that useless Danzo in my dream who only knew how to have children, it's all fake, all nonsense!
Filled with resentment and doubt, Danzo quickly tidied his clothes and hurriedly left the house, heading straight for the Hokage's office.
All morning, Danzo pondered the bizarre dream, but still couldn't make sense of it, and felt somewhat dazed.
Not long after, he arrived at the Hokage Building, took a few steps up the stairs, and pushed open the office door.
The scene that came into view made him pause slightly in surprise—
The Hokage's office was unusually lively today, with several people standing in the spacious room.
Not only were Hokage advisors Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado present, but even Torifu Akimichi, who hadn't been seen for a long time, was there.
The Konoha high-ranking officials, who rarely gather together, were all present at this time, without missing a single one.
"What's this? Everyone's here!"
Mitokado Homura's expression suddenly darkened, and he snorted coldly at him: "Danzo, how dare you come here today?"
"Hmm? Why would I be embarrassed to come over?" Danzo frowned upon hearing this.
What does "Mito-monitis" mean?
He had only been gone for one night, so why were these old friends acting like they'd all taken the wrong medicine, their tones so strange?
Seeing his blank expression, Mitokado Homura became even angrier and sneered, "Don't you know what you dreamed about last night? You still have the nerve to pretend to be stupid?"
As he spoke, he looked Danzo up and down, his gaze as if he were looking at some shameless clown.
Last night's dream?!
Upon hearing these four words, Danzo's pupils constricted sharply, and his heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that they all knew about that absurd dream I had last night?!
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Xiaochun, who was turning over to the next room, quickly spoke up to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, let's not say anything more."
She glanced at Danzo's complicated expression, shook her head helplessly at him, then turned to Hiruzen Sarutobi and complained, "Hiruzen, we came here today because of that strange dream! Something so important happened, and you've been keeping it from us all this time?"
Upon hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi showed a rare hint of embarrassment.
He scratched his head with a wry smile and said, "The scope of this strange dream's influence has always been relatively small. I didn't want to cause panic in the village, so I chose to keep it a secret... Well, this matter was indeed something I didn't consider carefully."
At this moment, Danzo was almost completely oblivious to what Hiruzen Sarutobi was saying.
Only one thought was echoing in his mind: They actually saw my dream last night?!
Yes!
That bizarre dream come true... had an audience!
Didn't he personally witness Hiruzen Sarutobi's dream?
If that's the case, then his every move in his dream last night was clearly seen by these old buddies!
Thinking of this, Danzo felt his head explode with a "buzz".
Last night's dream vividly recalled my actions: I belittled Hiruzen Sarutobi in front of Tobirama, and I schemed to show off my achievements so that I could replace Hiruzen as Hokage...
The result was terrible. Not only did they gain nothing, but they also lost face and ended up being surrounded and attacked by the Cloud Village ninjas, leaving no trace of their bodies!
And all of this was witnessed by his old companions?!
Danzo subconsciously raised his left hand to support his forehead, half-covering his face, as if he wanted to cover his entire face.
What a disgrace! It's an absolute disgrace!
Even with Danzo's usual shrewdness and composure, he felt ashamed in this situation and wished he could find an excuse to escape from everyone's sight immediately.
The office fell silent for a moment.
Danzo felt the rather strange gazes of his old buddies.
Especially Hiruzen Sarutobi, that pretentious guy, who seems ordinary on the surface.
You're probably secretly overjoyed!
A flame of shame and indignation suddenly ignited in Danzo's chest.
He felt his cheeks burning, his reason completely consumed by anger, and he could no longer suppress the rage within him.
"Hiruzen, you bastard—!" Danzo abruptly lowered his hand, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the Hokage standing behind the desk. "You were just lucky, you got here a second before me! This position should have been mine all along! There's definitely something wrong with that Tobirama-sensei in yesterday's dream—it wasn't the real Tobirama-sensei at all!"
"If you had been in that dream yesterday, I don't believe you could have performed any better than me!"
Danzo completely lost control of his emotions. As he roared, he slammed his hand on the filing cabinet next to him, causing the scrolls on the cabinet to roll all over the floor.
After a brief silence, Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed deeply and said slowly, "Danzo! Tobirama-sensei is such a smart person, do you think... he wouldn't be able to tell who truly wants to cut off the enemy's escape route?"
The rhetorical question, though seemingly casual, struck Danzo's heart like a heavy hammer.
"I—" Danzo opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing, but he found himself speechless.
……
the other side.
Kakashi crouched quietly on a tall sycamore branch, his silver hair intertwined with the leaves, motionless.
Below is the hotel where the Sand Village delegation is staying.
For the past two days.
Since the Third Hokage ordered close surveillance—
He took turns guarding the vicinity day and night, observing every figure coming and going.
Unfortunately, he didn't spot any signs of members of the Akatsuki organization.
"...Still calm and peaceful, something's fishy." Kakashi pondered to himself, pressing his palm against the tree trunk.
He was already used to this kind of covert infiltration.
Concealing one's presence, extreme heat resistance, and prolonged stillness—everything is as natural as breathing.
Just then, a strange, distorted wave suddenly emanated from behind Kakashi—
At this point, Kakashi had already grasped the basics of "Kamui" and noticed this fluctuation.
He reacted extremely quickly, lightly touching the tree trunk with his toes as he tried to dodge away in an instant, while his right palm simultaneously reached for the kunai at his waist.
However, the next second, a large hand reached out from the void like a ghost, its five fingers clamping down on his left shoulder!
"Space-Time Ninjutsu—"
Kakashi was terrified.
“Oh…”
Before he could finish speaking, Kakashi was pulled into a vortex-like black hole before he could escape the suction force.
The figure that had been steadily crouching suddenly disappeared, leaving only leaves that were shredded by the vortex and drifted down.
Chapter 147 No! I am Uchiha Madara!
Kakashi felt the scenery before his eyes suddenly distort and deform. When his vision cleared, he found himself in a strange space.
He felt a chill run down his spine and looked around.
The space was quiet and dark, with huge gray-black stone pillars standing everywhere, stretching out like a forest.
A stagnant, cold atmosphere permeated the air, as if it had been sealed away for many years without a trace of life.
There was no sun or moon overhead; the sky was dark and gloomy, sending chills down one's spine.
Kakashi's heart sank: This place definitely doesn't belong to any corner of the ninja world.
Just then, Kakashi suddenly noticed a tall figure standing not far ahead, wearing a black trench coat with red clouds.
The other person wore an orange swirling mask, revealing only a dark, cold right eye socket that was staring at him.
Upon seeing this, Kakashi's pupils contracted slightly, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.
He slowly tensed his body and said in a deep voice, "...You're Obito, aren't you!"
The masked man visibly froze for a moment upon hearing this, then spoke in a hoarse voice, "No! I am Uchiha Madara."
His voice was deep and distorted, carrying a deliberate air of coldness and pretentiousness.
Kakashi remained unmoved by the sound, staring intently at the single eye behind the mask, and said in a deep voice, "Your trick has already been exposed! Stop pretending—you are clearly Obito!"
Kakashi's chest heaved violently as details from his dream flashed through his mind: it was the Sharingan eye technique that belonged only to Obito Uchiha...
Even if he didn't want to believe it, the truth was already clear.
The mysterious masked man lurking in the shadows, stirring up the ninja world, was none other than his former teammate, Uchiha Obito, whom he thought had long since passed away!
Upon being directly exposed, the masked man's pupils constricted sharply, but he still forced himself to remain calm, shaking his head and growling, "No! I am Uchiha Madara!"
His hoarse voice betrayed a hint of annoyance and guilt.
However, Kakashi had made up his mind and was unwilling to play games with him any longer.
He clenched his fists tightly, his voice lowering even further: "Obito, you were the one who controlled the Nine-Tails and killed Minato and Kushina, weren't you? Now you've suddenly infiltrated Konoha again, what exactly are you trying to do?! Killing the master and mistress wasn't enough, do you want to drag the entire village down with you?!"
A question, like a thunderclap, exploded in the silent space.
The masked man's body stiffened upon hearing this, a hint of surprise showing in his eyes: "Attack Konoha?"
Although he will eventually have to take action against Konoha, he currently has no plans to do so.
A possibility flashed through Obito's mind like lightning: "Could it be... that Kakashi learned something from that dream again?!"
Thinking of this, anger surged within him, and he glared at Kakashi with a mixture of jealousy and resentment.
Why is this guy always so lucky, able to repeatedly enter that bizarre dream world to obtain information?