Naruto: Hundred Flowers Niandi

In the early morning, the beautiful morning glow gradually appeared in the east, and the chirping of birds came from the woods.

"Hmm~~" Chiba Mayi hummed softly, slowly opened her eyes, looked out the window at the dimly lit sky, slowly sat up, "Yawn~~" yawned, stretched, her white belly As his young body stretched and was exposed to the air, he rubbed his still groggy eyes, lifted the quilt, and stepped on the wooden floor with his bare feet.

Walking to the window, she opened it, and a fresh air with earthy moisture rushed towards her face with a slight coolness. "Uh-huh~" Chiba Makoto shuddered, and the only trace of sleepiness completely disappeared. I played with the daffodils that still had a few drops of rain hanging on the windowsill.

"Did it rain last night?"

Chiba Zhenyi rubbed her somewhat disheveled hair, turned around and walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, took a few handfuls of cold water in her hands, and waved it on her face. She repeated this several times. She felt refreshed. She raised her head and looked at the mirror. The faces inside were stunned for a moment.

Clear and bright eyes, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes with a few water drops hanging slightly trembling, fair and flawless skin showing a faint pink color, shoulder-length black hair slightly disheveled, with a few strands stained with water The hair sticks tightly to the forehead and temples.

"Hmm~~It always feels so cute and a bit unlike me." Chiba Mayi pursed her pink lips and raised one hand to grab the few strands of hair in front of her forehead.

Picking up a towel and wiping her face, Chiba Mai turned around and walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a bag of bread and a box of milk and sat on the dining table to have a simple breakfast.

After filling her stomach, Chiba Mai returned to the bedroom and changed into clean clothes. She combed her fluffy black hair a little, tied it into a simple ponytail with a hairband decorated with light blue magatama jewelry, and stood in the mirror. He looked around before, nodded with satisfaction, and turned around to go out.

It rained last night, the ground was a little moist, and the smell of earth was dispersed in the air. Chiba Mai walked briskly and came to the woods not far from home, which was also her old place for morning exercises.

Yesterday afternoon, San's patrol mission ended. Chiba Mai got another two days of rest. She just had time to learn the remaining three wind escapes on the scroll. If there are any left, try Chidori's derivative thunder escapes. .

Thinking of Chidori, Chiba Mayi unconsciously thought of Hatake Kakashi's father, Hatake Sakumo.

If there were no accidents, the news would have spread in the past few days that the dignified Konoha White Fang had chosen the former between rescuing his companions and completing the mission, causing the village to suffer huge losses.

After all, the information about the secret mission actually spread in the village. Chiba Mayi still felt that someone was behind this matter. However, her strength and position were neither enough to prevent the generation of public opinion nor to reverse the direction of public opinion.

Ordinary people are the easiest to be deceived. Under the deliberate promotion of some people, people have completely forgotten the contributions White Fang has made to the village over the years, and only remember this loss.

"What a stupid human being"

Throwing kunai one after another in a clear rhythm, when the last kunai on her body accurately hit the bullseye, Chiba Maoi took her empty right hand behind her waist, put it in front of her, and sighed slightly, she could do all she could Too little, so I can only wait quietly for the results.

Looking in the direction of the Hokage Tower in the center of the village, she shook her head, emptied her unnecessary thoughts, took out the scroll, and Chiba Mai immersed herself in the practice of ninjutsu.

Konoha, in a conference room in the Hokage Building, four senior Konoha executives over fifty years old sat around a table.

The Third Hokage frowned slightly, smoking the pipe in his mouth frequently and looking at the report in his hand in silence.

On the right side of the table, there sat a man whose entire right arm and right eye were wrapped in white gauze and had an

"Ninja, under any circumstances, completing the mission is the first mission," Dan Shimura lowered his exposed left eye slightly and said in a low tone: "Hatake Sakumo gave up the mission for just one person, which caused the death of Mu Ye’s huge loss cannot be redeemed even by death.”

The Third Hokage held the pipe in his hand, sighed slightly, and said slowly: "Although the losses in this mission are indeed small, it will never be to the point of atonement with death, not to mention that Hatake Sakumo has set a good example for Konoha in the past. It is a great contribution, and it is an important combat force of Konoha. How to deal with the failure of this mission requires long-term thinking."

"There are many people in Konoha who work hard and achieve great results. If everyone is like Sakumo Hatake, how can the village survive?" Shimura Danzo stared into the eyes of the third generation and retorted: "Sarutobi, blind kindness is by no means a qualified person. The attitude a leader should have, Hatake Sakumo must be severely punished.”

The two of them each held their own opinions. Seeing this, Kasumi Haru on the side also expressed his own opinion: "Sarutobi, Hatake Sakumo did something wrong this time. He was capable of completing the task. Due to the big mistake, I agree." From Danzo’s point of view, Konoha has suffered too much loss this time and cannot just let it go so easily.”

The Third Hokage glanced at Tenneharu across from him, and was not surprised by her stance. Tenneharu had always been a very rational person, and he often had to do things for the sake of Konoha Village. This view was normal.

"What do you think about Men Yan?" Sandai pinched his eyebrows and looked at Mito Men Yan on his left.

Mito Kadoyan pondered for a while and said: "The village itself has suffered great losses. This is an unchangeable fact. We can only try to suppress the negative impact of this matter. I also think that the initiator cannot be lenient, but the means are too harsh." If it is too intense, it will be more than worth the loss if White Fang is forced to defect."

Sandai shook his head after hearing this. He believed that no matter what the outcome, Hatake Sakumo would not abandon the village. His heart was still towards Konoha, but this time he chose

"As a tool, a ninja should abandon all emotions. If an extremely sharp knife hurts the user, it will only end in destruction." The crutch in Danzo Shimura's hand touched the ground.

"Okay, let's discuss this later." If we continue to discuss it, the matter will not have a good outcome. The loss of the village is there, and the three generations cannot decide it with just one word. Hatake Sakumo has not been invited to tea yet. , just because of the result he fought hard to protect, he was also very embarrassed about the final handling, so he could only dissolve the meeting abruptly.

Hearing this, Chun Nezhun and Mito Kadenyan stood up and left the conference room without saying anything else.

Shimura Danzo walked at the back. When he reached the door, he looked back at the Sandai who was surrounded by smoke, and seemed to sigh: "Sarutobi, you are still so weak."

There was only one person left in the conference room. The smoke floating around him was like the melancholy lingering around the third generation. The wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have deepened. The third generation sighed deeply: "Sakumo, you really fucked me up." a difficult problem"