CH 211

Shimura Danzo!

Aoba's heart moved slightly. When he asked this question, he vaguely guessed the answer.

But when he really heard it, he could confirm it.

It was indeed in Danzo's hands.

It was not sent to Konohagakure Intelligence Division.

It would not be sent to Konohagakure Intelligence Division again.

Aoba thought of the time when he treated the remnants of the old era in the village. Tetsu's body that Danzo brought back had never left the Root.

Now Hari entered the Root.

It was basically impossible for him to come out!

No matter if he was alive or dead...

The roots would be his grave!

Aoba thought silently in his heart. He felt that Hari was very smart, so he wanted to read Hari's memories if there was a chance.

Now it seems...

It was very, very difficult!

It was almost impossible!

Aoba would not risk entering the Root just to read Hari's memory, even if he knew how to enter the Root after reading Tatsuma's memories.

This was something that Aoba understood when he used the contact method of Tatsuma and Danzo to transmit the news of Kumogakure's Ninjas invasion.

This kind of thing with special characteristics.

It could only be used once.

From that time on, Danzo already knew that Tatsuma's memories had been read by "Yuta".

Therefore.

Would he make any adjustments?

No one knew!

Aoba naturally could not take the risk to sneak into the roots. What awaited him might be a large net.

This net was not necessarily prepared for him...

Aoba faintly felt that Danzo had locked Hari at the root to use him as bait to hook up those who intended to save Hari!

In just an instant.

Aoba had already thought of many things.

Regarding reading memories, he was still very easy-going. If there were a chance, he would give it a try. If there were no chance, he would definitely not force it.

Otherwise, if he was even a little careless.

The disguise that he had painstakingly built up for so long could be torn apart!

That was not something he wanted to see!

"This matter has been fermenting for a whole day. If there are no accidents, Kumogakure has already received the news. According to my understanding of Kumogakure, they will not let this matter go!" Minato continued. His voice was low and dignified, revealing an extremely serious feeling.

"Kumogakure ninjas will be here soon." Aoba nodded. This was nothing unexpected.

"The problem now is not just Kumogakure's attitude, because Kumogakure's attitude is very clear. They are going to be hostile to Konoha. The most difficult to deal with are Iwagakure and Sunagakure, who are watching from the side."

"Now, we don't know their position at all. If they intend to attack Konoha, the village will be attacked from both sides!" Minato sighed and said. When he said these words, he was thinking about Aoba's advice. If the Third Hokage was willing to listen to Aoba's advice and have a good relationship with Iwagakure, then it was very likely that they would have a strong ally now. It was enough to put pressure on Kumogakure. This was a decision that could reverse the situation!

"And Kirigakure." Aoba silently added.

"Kirigakure is too far away. When they get the news, it will take at least three days. They can't pose a threat to the village immediately!" Minato shook his head and said.

"Don't be so sure. Everything is possible. If Kumogakure found Kirigakure early and agreed to benefit from it, Kirigakure will be a force that can not be ignored in this battle!" Aoba said in a low voice. He read a Kirigakure ninja memory, but he could not say these words clearly. He could only use Minato.

"It's hard to say!"

Minato's expression instantly changed.

He just thought that if Konohagakure had contacted Iwagakure earlier, then they would have formed a power to resist Kumogakure.

But...

Such a principle.

If Aoba could think of it.

It was hard to say whether Kumogakure would think of it!

"If Kumogakure really joined forces with Kirigakure in secret, then the current situation would not be good!"

Minato's eyes became very serious. He felt that the water in the Ninja World was too deep. Not only were the villages calculating, but the villages were also fighting openly and secretly, and there was an atmosphere of conspiracy everywhere.

"I want to tell Third Hokage-sama about this!"

Thinking of this, Minato stood up directly. Just as he was about to go out, he felt his arm being pulled.

The person who was holding his arm.

It was Aoba, who had just mentioned that Kirigakure might be working together with Kumogakure.

"Huh?"

Minato looked at Aoba doubtfully. He did not know why Aoba wanted to pull him.

"These are just guesses we casually made. There is no need to be so sensitive." Aoba shook his head and said.

"But... if..." Just as Minato was about to say something, he was interrupted by Aoba again.

"This is all based on speculation. If it's just theory, any village could be united with Kumogakure. Then we can't let Third Hokage-sama guard the entire Ninja World!" Aoba said with a smile.

"You're right..." Minato sighed helplessly and sat down again.

"Minato, don't think too much about the village now. Train well in Mount Myoboku. When you return from your training, the world is still waiting for you to save it!" Aoba said with a smile.

"It's not that exaggerated..." Although Minato said this, he secretly made up his mind. After arriving at Mount Myoboku, he must work very hard in his training.

The following time.

The four of them talked about other topics.

Including how Ramen Ichiraku would operate in the future.

They no longer talked about the big matters of the village.

Gradually, the situation became more and more complicated.

It was already deep into the night.

Minato and Kushina left Ramen Ichiraku together, leaving only Aoba and Teuchi here.

"Brother Teuchi, I'm leaving too." Aoba nodded at Teuchi and picked up the box that Minato had given him. He directly applied Chōkeijūgan no Jutsu(Ultralight-Weight Rock Technique) on it, making the box seem weightless.

Aoba had the strength.

He could carry this box.

But he did not want to carry it away directly.

After all, he could make the box lighter.

Who would still insist on taking it?

"Aoba, these days, if you have nothing to do, come and eat ramen often!" Teuchi said with emotion.

"Okay."

Aoba nodded. He understood what Teuchi meant. After Minato left, there were not many familiar faces who could go to the store often. Moreover, there might be a war. The store might become even more deserted.

After that.

Aoba walked out with the box.

When he reached the door.

Aoba cautiously cast a transformation spell on the box and turned it into a bag, which looked like a pack of ramen.

This was not enough.

Aoba put papers on the bag again.

He used Kami no Shisha no Jutsu(Paper Person of God Technique) to disguise it.

After all of this was done.

Only then did Aoba feel at ease and walk in the direction of Anbu's dormitory.

Aoba did not go to other places. Instead, he directly returned to Anbu's dormitory. Then, he placed this box that he had just brought back in the dormitory.

Now, there were two boxes of books piled up.

But there was no chance to see it.

'Let's wait a little longer!'

Aoba was not in a hurry anyway, so he directly turned his head and prepared to sleep.

...

The next day, early in the morning.

Aoba arrived early at Konohagakure Intelligence Division's compartment. Before entering the dark corridor, he suddenly met a tall man wearing a black trenchcoat.

This man was Konohagakure Intelligence Division Captain, Eaton.

At this time.

Eaton was the only one in front of Aoba.

There was no one else.

It was not that there was no one inside Konohagakure Intelligence Division.

Rather, the people here saw Eaton standing there.

No one dared to stand beside him.

"Brother Eaton!"

Aoba immediately greeted Eaton. He vaguely felt that the other party had come here to wait for him.

"Come to the office with me and have a chat."

Eaton nodded at Aoba, then did not say any more nonsense. He directly turned around and led Aoba to his office.

There were many people here.

There were many things that were inconvenient to say.

They had to go to the office.

Not long after.

Eaton brought Aoba to his office.

Eaton directly sat on the chair behind the desk. Then, he raised his hand and gestured to Aoba, "Sit."

"Okay."

Aoba sat in front of Eaton. He seemed very quiet. He could almost guess what Eaton wanted to say, but he didn't say anything. He just waited for Eaton to speak first.

Eaton tidied up the things on the table.

He poured two cups of tea.

He left one cup in front of him and pushed the other to Aoba.

"Aoba, you must be tired yesterday, right?" Eaton picked up the teacup and took a sip. He stared at Aoba. It was obvious that there was something else in his eyes that he wanted to ask.

"I'm not tired. I'm fine." Aoba said with a smile.

"I didn't adjust your post. You don't have any objections, do you?" Eaton took another sip of tea. This action looked very relaxed and casual, but it was to cover up the nervousness in his heart, making him seem less concerned.

"I think it's quite good. I like this position very much. This is very consistent with my idea. Thank you, Brother Eaton!" Aoba nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good..." Eaton breathed a sigh of relief. He had been thinking about this matter yesterday. He was still waiting for Aoba to come and find him. However, Aoba had not come, so he had to ask him personally.

"Brother Eaton, it just so happens that I'm here. Let me show you the results of my creation in the past few days!"

Aoba's mind moved. Now was indeed a good opportunity. First, he wanted to give Eaton a copy. This way, the latter would be attracted by the plot. In the future, as long as he came to find him, it would be easy to grasp a topic.

After saying that.

Aoba took out the notebook that Fugaku had given him from his pocket.

He handed the notebook to Eaton.

"Brother Eaton, take a look. I think the story I wrote is quite interesting."

Aoba directly boasted that the story was written by himself.

Anyway, the Ninja World did not know about the modern world.

As long as he wanted...

Many of the cultural industries in the modern world belonged to him!

"This book of yours..."

When Eaton saw the book's cover, his eyes immediately lit up. He cast an ambiguous look at Aoba as if he had seen a kindred spirit.

"It's very special!"

Eaton added. After he took the book, he put it on the table and stared at the cover carefully. He did not open it immediately.

Professional!

This was professional!

Eaton carefully stared at every detail on the cover.

Suddenly, he was looking forward to the story written by Aoba.

You should know...

Just from the perspective of this book cover selection, this story was definitely not bad.

After that.

With anticipation in his heart, Eaton opened the book with the wonderful cover.

One word after another.

It entered his line of sight.

Eaton carefully read the words written by Aoba and could not help frowning.

This was not right!

Why did it enter the plot directly?

The books by Jiraiya that he likes to read most are all very deep and detailed.

But Aoba's books...

There was no detailed writing.

Instead, it directly entered the plot.

And then through the plot to drive emotions.

It was more of a special feeling.

On the contrary, it brought him a great space for imagination.

"This... this... this..."

Eaton widened his eyes, his eyes flashing with shock.

All of a sudden.

His heart began to compare.

Jiraiya-sama's book.

The detail was extremely meticulously written when he reads the text in the book.

An image could appear in his head.

But...

When he saw Aoba's book, he didn't have a detailed picture. He only explained their clothes and identity.

All that was left was the drive in his emotions.

This allowed Eaton to imagine teacher Bai Jie in any way possible.

On the contrary, he felt an uncontrollable urge in his heart!

"Aoba, you're so awesome!"

Eaton took a deep breath and forcibly controlled his eye. He moved them back to Aoba from the words in the book.

"Fortunately, it's good. When I really started writing, I found out how powerful Jiraiya-sama is. I am not as good as Jiraiya-sama!" Aoba directly took out his unique move. It was flattery. No one would not like to listen to it. After all, Jiraiya was Eaton's idol.

"Aoba, don't belittle yourself. You and Jiraiya-sama are two different styles. Is this book only have the first chapter? When will the latter part be written? Do you intend to publish it?" Eaton also became nervous. He knew very well that as long as this book was published, it would definitely be a storm that would directly engulf the dull and boring Ninja World.

"Let's talk about publishing it later. This thing is quite troublesome. I can write some more when I have free time. I'll show it to Brother Eaton first." Aoba said with a smile. When he was writing, he understood something. The feeling was something more important than the picture, and the picture was often used to find the feeling.

"Great!"

The expression on Eaton's face immediately became excited. He had only read one chapter and was completely attracted by this plot. This kind of feeling is that the more I want to read it, the less I can't stop reading it.

"Aoba, can you tell me about your creative inspiration? How did you think of this story?"

Eaton blinked his eyes and asked curiously. He increasingly felt that Aoba, although his physical fitness was ordinary, his mind was still very good and very talented!

"This... How should I put it..."

Aoba was really stunned for a moment. This was a bit hard to explain, so he simply put on an enigmatic appearance.

"Brother Eaton."

"This is a feeling."

"It can only be understood but not spread!"

Aoba shook his head. It was not that he did not want to say it, but he really had no way to say it.

Could he say that this inspiration came from the Internet?

"Brother Eaton, there are still some people in my compartment who I haven't finished dealing with. If there is nothing else, I have to go to work." Aoba said with a smile.

"Well... this... there is something else..."

Eaton stared at Aoba with embarrassment. He wanted to say something but stopped. Finally, he gathered his courage and slowly said, "Can you lend me this book? It's the only book. I'm afraid of losing it, I want to make a copy and record it by hand!"

"This!"

Aoba smiled casually and waved at Eaton. He said, "Brother Eaton, you can use it. Remember to return it to me when you're done. I still have to continue writing!"