1 Chapter 1

It is early autumn, and the coolness brought by the breeze erases the heat of summer.

The country of fire, Konoha.

On the towering Hokage Rock, a new face appeared beside two faces that were still clearly visible after the wind and rain.

Obviously the new statue hasn't been carved for too long, and the traces left by the years on it are not too obvious.

A new statue means a new Hokage!

Konoha's Third Hokage…

He is Sarutobi Hiruzen!

At this time, under a certain tree on the Hokage Rock, it was clear that a ten-year-old silver-haired boy was lying there.

With roots of grass in his mouth, it seems a bit daunting at first glance.

But judging from the bright eyes and the sorrow that appeared from time to time, there was another kind of maturity and stability that did not match the age.

But more, it is the temperament and looks that are very close to Second Hokage Senju Tobirama.

"Although it is not very appropriate to regard Sarutobi's superior as stepping on the corpse of the second master, but…"

"This may be the case."

Sigh.

The young man took a piece of leftover leaves that Fengye fell on the ground next to him and looked at him in awe.

Fengye.

He is also called Fengye.

Senju Fengye.

At present, the Senju clan is one of the few direct lineages.

"Brother Feng!"

A call came from behind the Hokage Rock.

Turning his head to look, Fengye saw a familiar figure.

The brown hair and baby face, no matter it looks, or the movement from a distance, they all look like nasty criticism.

His name is Nawaki.

It is also one of the few clans of the Senju clan.

But…

In terms of theoretical clan branch relations, he is not as prominent as Fengye.

After all, whether it is Tsunade or Nawaki, they are all grandchildren.

And he Fengye.

He is the grandson of Second Hokage Senju Tobirama!

So no matter how you look at it, the eldest young master of the Senju clan at the moment can only be Fengye.

Moreover, he is the only man among all ethnic groups who can openly tell others that I am a descendant of Senju, Senju Fengye.

The eldest young master of the Senju family deserves his name.

What a pity.

The surname Senju has been sealed.

Hidden surnames in order to protect the tribe?

Let the people blend into Konoha?

What a stupid and incomprehensible approach.

Before the second master left the world, he finally obeyed the last wish of the grandfather Senju Hashirama.

This is not a good thing for the Senju family.

Is the dilapidated Senju still Senju?

And don't you see that even the Uchiha clan are stronger than Senju?

Squeezing the remaining leaves in his hands, Fengye turned to look at his cousin.

Just showing a side face, Nawaki suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After all, he inherited Erye's incomparable handsome face, and belonged to the queue whose appearance would be sealed by the forehead protector. Whether it was temperament or the sense of oppression, Nawaki couldn't compare with Fengye.

But there is nothing wrong with this.

In Nawaki's mind, there is no so-called clan or the classification of the descendants of Senju.

He only knew that Fengye was his cousin, the only cousin left.

He is a person worthy of respect and admiration.

And this kind of respect is a habit that has been cultivated since childhood after Fengye.

"You came to see me, it's after school, right?"

Starting from the ground, the boy flicked his silver hair, and spit out the grass in his mouth on the face of the statue of Sarutobi Hiruzen not far away.

A set of actions flowed smoothly, and Nawaki looked admiring again next to him.

Second brother, he is still so elegant.

But…

Why does he show his dissatisfaction with Lord Third Generation from time to time?

Although this kind of dissatisfaction will only be revealed in front of oneself.

Brother Feng always has his own reason.

Shaking his head, Nawaki sighed, "I also skipped class. After all, my second brother was not there, and I didn't want to listen to Mr. Yamazaki's lecture."

"And…Second brother, do you know…"

The tone suddenly became heavy.

Nawaki lowered his head.

"The root is dead."

Rooted.

Senju is one of the most ordinary people in Konoha Village, and has long hidden his Senju family name.

A few days ago, the village was sent to the battlefield because of insufficient combat readiness.

Same as all the tribesmen who went to the front line before.

He is also dead.

Only the corpse was returned.

It's no surprise that people died in the war.

But the strange thing is that the deaths of those Senju people who hid their surnames and went to fight on the front lines are rising strangely.

"Dead?"

Fengye's face was expressionless, and his eyes looked at Nawaki calmly.

"So, what do you want to express? Or what do you want to do?"

Express what?

Nawaki's eyes were firm, "Second brother, we are about to graduate too!"

"Naturally go to the front line to avenge the dead people!"

"Sougar."

Nodding, Fengye silently raised his hand and placed it on Nawaki's head.

After a long time, a gentle smile suddenly appeared.

"Then don't choose the wrong person for revenge."

What this said, I am not blind.

Nawaki flipped through Byakugan. It must have been the enemy Ninja Ninja who killed Genseo, so to kill those people is to avenge Genseo.

How can the wrong choice be made in this case?

Get up.

On Hokage Rock, two not-so-tall figures walked down the hillside.

What Nawaki didn't see was the fist tightly clenched by his second brother's other hand, and the angry eyes looking at the Hokage Building.

After all.

He did it anyway.

He showed his sharp claws to the clansmen who taught him, and to the heroes who founded the village.

But the claw was not directed at the enemy, but at oneself.

…

Night falls.

Inside the former clan of the Senju clan.

Now is the time of war. The Second Ninja War was fought fiercely in the Rain Country, and the ordinary people of the Senju clan were scattered throughout the village for the purpose of integrating into Konoha.

So the whole clan looks a little bleak, far less magnificent than it was when the Second Hokage Senju Tobirama was reigning.

However, the small courtyard of the patriarch used to be brightly lit.

Above the dining table.

Fengye ate the rice ball calmly, and beside him, a survivor of the Uzumaki clan, the girl named Uzumaki Kushina looked at him as if nothing, and right in front of Fengye, his hair changed from beautiful red to dark brown Uzumaki Mito sat there.

Tsunade is missing from the dinner table.

After all, as the backbone of the village and the proud protégé of Sarutobi Hiruzen, she is experiencing ups and downs on the battlefield at this moment.

"Have you heard about Brother Feng, Senior White Fang?"

The atmosphere is a little dull.

Kushina rolled her jewel-like eyes and suddenly opened her mouth.

"He…"

"I heard that the meritorious Penultimate even killed the son and daughter-in-law of Sand Shinobi Village elder Chiyo."

Fengye nodded, but his eyes fixed on Uzumaki Mito in front of him.

"The news has spread from the village a long time ago."

"But again, the number of corpses returned by the Senju clan is more than three times more than before."

"No one seems to be talking about this."

"I haven't seen anyone condolences."

"Even Hokage."

Click.

Uzumaki Mito put down his chopsticks and looked at Fengye.

Obviously, it is not appropriate to talk about this heavy topic at the dinner table, neither the atmosphere nor the location.

"You are still so peaceful."

Observing Mito's movements, Fengye stuffed the last rice ball into his mouth and stood up suddenly.

"Just like when you heard that the Uzumaki clan was destroyed."

"Second brother!"

Nawaki swallowed, seeming to want to interrupt Fengye's desire to continue speaking.

"I'm full."

"Some of the people who died in the war should go to toast a glass of wine. If I go, it should be just right."

The voice fell, and Fengye was no longer visible in the room.

Uzumaki Mito sighed with complicated eyes.

Instead, Kushina seemed to remember something, and got up and chased it out.

…

The first is more. .