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After a good conversation with the old Shin Netero, he was calmer, the life of this world, despite being dangerous, gave a special value to the little things, even if life was in constant danger, it gave more meaning to the achievements.

Netero withdrew, but soon he had to go to a clan meeting, only important members were allowed, his receiving an invitation meant many things, among them was that he had enough merit to have a voice in the discussion.

Entering the council hall he sat in a more secluded place, soon everyone had arrived, Netero knew it would be a long meeting, but he was focused on every word, it was a general discussion of the clan's situation as a whole.

From how much the clan raised in the last quarter, to how the general situation in the village was, I even gave my own arguments when asked for my opinion, I was saving my proposal for when it came time for important matters.

"Well it looks like we have another stable year economically, considering that the demand for materials has gone up considerably I suggest we review the accounts later, we can't have ninjas with a lack of raw material." One of the board members said.

"Now, let's talk about our union with the Senju, I know many are reluctant but the Senju's strength is a good defense against conflicts abroad, especially when the Uchiha are already hostile to us." Another elder said as he ran his hand through his beard.

"I don't trust the Senju, they like to fight as much as the Uchiha, didn't we have anyone better?" Another elder questioned with some concern.

"Nobody who had the same prestige as the Senju, not to mention that Mito and that boy Hashirama seem to like each other, I'm afraid separating them is no longer an option." Another elder said with some reluctance.

The other elders including Netero were a little dissatisfied with this , they always saw Mito as their little princess , Shin Uzumaki has not had any other children since his wife died , he himself was already close to passing over to the other side , this brought up a question urgent.

"We need to decide the next clan leader, as much as it pains me to say, Shin-Sama has no heirs other than Mito, she couldn't assume due to succession laws, not to mention she's already married, so who's the most adequate?" An elder said with a little sadness in his voice, everyone also had a little sadness in their hearts.

"Well, on that I think we all have a tacit understanding." An elder said looking at Netero, then everyone also turned their attention to the youngest in the meeting, they called him due to his strength, deeds and above all his potential.

Netero getting all this attention could understand where they were going, as much as he was nervous inside, on the outside he didn't show it.

"Elders, what are you proposing?" Netero made a fool of himself.

"Brat!, don't play dumb, our old bones can't handle the weight of responsibility anymore, we want some time to enjoy our life, the future is with the young!" An elder said with some animation.

"That's right, leave the problems to the young people to solve, you will no doubt find a way." Another elder said entering the game with others also entering.

"Very well, I'm glad to see that everyone agrees, Netero if Shin-Sama so wishes you will be declared as the new leader of the clan, being able to reform the council, I am already sore from being in that chair." The Elders leader said as he shifted in his seat, receiving nods of agreement from everyone.

"Very well, Elders let me speak for all of you, we appreciate all your efforts, and I swear that if the next leader is elected I intend to lead our clan to safety and prosperity." Netero said humbly.

"Haha!! very good! , now you just need to find someone to marry !!" Another elder said jokingly, bringing laughter into the meeting space.

Three days after being practically confirmed as the next leader, Netero didn't stand still, he went in search of the most talented members of the clan, not only ninjas but civilians, they would be an important part of his plan for the future.

But meanwhile the day of his duel with Tobirama had arrived, Netero wore a simple martial artist's kimono, his hair pulled back in a short ponytail and his beard half-cropped, he passed the image of a veteran.

Tobirama wore his usual combat attire, including his armor, watching the fight were Tobirama's family, Mito, and some council members.

"Well, I see you haven't forgotten your promise." Tobirama said coldly.

"Couldn't give my junior a mismatch after all, especially if he's going to be Mito-chan's brother-in-law." Netero said carefree.

Tobirama didn't take Netero lightly, he had studied his opponent, he drew his blade, and got into position. Netero did the same, getting into a relaxed position, all for a single punch.

The audience watched with interest and concern, Butsuma Senju coldly watched the duel in front of him, if his son won he wouldn't show anything, he didn't need an arrogant son, but if the Uzumaki wins by a very large margin, he would have to think better about the ring and not offend the young bride of his son.

The two opponents just stared at each other, Tobirama with a serious look and Netero with a carefree smile, sweat was falling from the young Senju's forehead, he only felt like that when he fought his brother, and even he didn't pass such a calm energy and at the same time , oppressive at the same time.

After a minute watching his target Tobirama acted, he jumped as fast as the chakra in his feet would allow, for whoever was looking the speed was incredible, but not a surprise for those who knew Tobirama, however the surprise came when Netero's figure disappeared.

Netero in position delivered a blow, so fast that his figure appeared behind Tobirama, no sound came out for a few seconds, until the ground Netero was standing on exploded, and the tip of Tobirama's blade broke, flying away, while Tobirama himself fell to his knees , unconscious.

"It was a good fight." Netero said as he relaxed his arms.

Viewers could only stare in disbelief at Uzumaki's feat, a sense of wonder welling up in the hearts of some and dread in others.