svetikya Chapter 100 The Third Generation Kazekage
Chapter 100 The Third Generation Kazekage
Chapter 100 The Third Generation Kazekage
Did you agree so readily?
A hint of surprise flashed in Yahiko's eyes. To be honest, he was just asking tentatively, but he didn't expect Minato to agree so readily.
Could it be that they're trying to make me lower my guard so they can take the opportunity to kill me and steal my food?
Thinking of this, he subconsciously clenched the kunai in his hand.
Seemingly sensing his thoughts, the clone chuckled and said, "But why do you want to learn ninjutsu?"
"Of course, it's to become stronger, so I'll have the ability to survive, instead of having to live like this, only able to survive by stealing and cheating," Yahiko said without hesitation.
The clone nodded in agreement, its gaze sweeping around the cave: "You live here all by yourself?"
"Otherwise what?" Yahiko scoffed. "Who would normally live in a place like this?"
"You've had a tough time too."
The clone sized up Yahiko. The boy was half a head shorter than him, with a stubborn look on his face, like a wild grass growing wildly from a crack in the rock.
(According to the official guidebook, Yahiko and the others are five or six years younger than Minato, but if we take the guidebook as the standard, they were only three or four years old during World War II. Therefore, we will use the plot as the standard and make the ages ambiguous here.)
His gaze fell on Yahiko's thin clothes, and the clone sighed almost imperceptibly.
"I can give you two choices. The first choice is—I can take you back to Konoha, make sure you have enough to eat and wear, and give you a proper ninja academy education. With my guarantee, no one will make things difficult for you."
"You're kidding, right?"
Yahiko looked at Minato, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes: "You don't look much older than me, you're probably just a genin at most, right? Where do you get so much power?"
"You don't need to worry about that."
The clone chuckled: "The second option is that I can stay for a while and teach you some basic ninjutsu until you are capable of surviving on your own."
"I choose the second one!"
Yahiko replied without hesitation.
"Oh?"
The clone asked curiously, "Why?"
"Since you have such a great influence in Konoha, you must either have a special status or be very strong."
Yahiko chuckled, a hint of smugness in his voice: "And daring to wander around here alone, you must be quite strong! Although you don't look particularly powerful—"
Upon hearing this, the clone was somewhat surprised, as he had assumed it was due to a matter of identity recognition.
It must be said that Yahiko was smarter than he thought.
"How was it? I guessed right, didn't I?" Yahiko looked at the clone expectantly.
"Half and half."
A slight smile appeared on the clone's lips: "The reason I'm all alone is because I'm just a shadow clone."
"?"
Yahiko's expression froze; he hadn't expected the truth to be like this.
"But you guessed one thing correctly—"
Minato smiled broadly, his smile gentle and sunny: "I really am very strong!"
"Really? Really?"
Yahiko was skeptical, after all, Minato didn't look threatening at all.
Without the headband identification, he might even have thought this was some rich family's young master who had accidentally gotten lost.
"When will we begin our training?" Yahiko asked.
"Wait a moment, it should be almost time."
The clone raised its hand and slapped a Flying Thunder God mark on the wall, then disappeared with a bang.
Before Yahiko could react, another Minato suddenly appeared in front of him.
"This—could it also be a clone?" Yahiko looked at Minato with some suspicion.
"The main body is dealing with important matters and cannot get away for the time being."
Of course, he wouldn't tell Yahiko that the important thing was enjoying delicious food and sweet moments with the beautiful girls from the Uchiha clan around a warm fireplace.
Thinking of this, the clone couldn't help but feel a little resentful.
Then he clapped his hands, and the earth suddenly cracked open, with thick tree trunks rising from the ground. In the blink of an eye, the cave, which contained only a few broken wooden boxes, was transformed into a two-bedroom, one-living-room house.
A huge wooden door grew out of the wall, separating the inside and outside of the cave into two worlds.
With the entrance sealed by a wooden door, the cave became dark, with only a small oil lamp struggling to illuminate the surrounding darkness.
"That's amazing!"
Yahiko's mouth dropped open: "There are such practical ninjutsu? What is this? Can I learn it?"
"I can't learn it, this is a bloodline limit."
The clone went to the fireplace that had been opened and lit it, instantly brightening the cave.
Yahiko's eyes were full of curiosity: "Bloodline Limit? What's that?"
"Hmm—it's a bit complicated to explain."
The clone chuckled: "Let's start with the basics."
Upon hearing this, Yahiko stood at attention excitedly: "Yes, Minato-sensei!"
"Forget about becoming a teacher; I'm not old enough to take on disciples yet."
The clone shook its head: "How old are you this year?"
"I think I was around seven years old? I've been living alone for a long time, so I don't remember very clearly."
Yahiko thought for a moment, then said, "How about I just call you Brother Minato?"
"————Alright."
The clone nodded: "Then, let's start with chakra extraction."
Minato had a good impression of Yahiko because the other was one of the few clear-headed characters in the original work, but unfortunately he was a bit too naive.
Minato doesn't dislike naive people, so he doesn't mind helping them out.
Just as Minato was instructing Yahiko on his training, a somber mood hung over the Sunagakure frontline camp.
The defeat of the vanguard team some time ago dealt a heavy blow to Sunagakure.
The sharp blade, on which great hopes were placed, was defeated by an eight-year-old genin, Minato Namikaze.
The news not only shook the front lines but also caused a huge uproar in the village.
As a result, the Third Kazekage, who planned this surprise attack, was also inevitably questioned.
At this time, the Third Kazekage had only recently taken office. Although he was quite powerful, he had not yet established enough prestige.
Prior to this, Sunagakure was facing a fiscal deficit and political instability. Therefore, in order to divert internal conflicts, the newly appointed Third Kazekage had no choice but to launch an external war.
They originally planned to use this surprise attack to fire the first shot in the formal start of the war.
Unexpectedly, while the declaration of war was already prepared, a huge mess appeared at the front lines!
This further damaged the already insufficient prestige of the Third Kazekage, and rumors began to circulate in the camp from time to time.
Little did they know that the Third Kazekage was also suffering in silence.
According to the original plan, this surprise attack should have caused heavy losses to the Konoha front and brought great publicity to the Sunagakure.
No one could have imagined that a Wood Release bloodline would suddenly appear in Konoha!
A single wooden dragon technique reduced the vanguard of over a hundred men to a mere handful, and the culprit was only eight years old.
The power of Wood Release was stronger than he had imagined. If Minato Namikaze didn't die, there was no chance of gaining an advantage on the front lines.
It is precisely because of Minato's existence that the current Third Kazekage is in a dilemma.
Further warning from the Wood Dragon.
Take a step back —
Not a single penny can be refunded!
If this war is lost, the long-standing internal conflicts in Sunagakure will completely erupt!
Thinking of this, the Third Kazekage's face was even more gloomy than the sky over the Land of Rain.
However, as the saying goes, there's always a way out.
In the midst of this suffocating stalemate, a subordinate rushed into the tent, bringing an unexpected report:
A group of messengers from Iwagakure request an audience with the Third Kazekage.
Hidden Rocks, Messenger —
A glint of light suddenly flashed in the Third Kazekage's weary eyes.
A word suddenly flashed through my mind:
Ally!
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