Long Live The Hokage

s Chakra, I’m guessing that you’ve already known that I’m back the moment I’ve put my foot inside the village.”

Mito nodded, then Masahiko wondered, “Aren’t you in a hurry to ask me about what happened?”

“Judging by your strength, a crisis has occurred and preventing you from coming back for a long time.
Tobirama should be now under the rehabilitation somewhere safe, right?”

Masahiko smiled bitterly, “You will have no friends if you’re so smart.”

“No matter how smart I am, there will always be times when I don’t understand some of the strange words you use.
Actually, it has always been like this.”

Masahiko’s face turned pale; it has always been like this in front of Mito, as if she sees right through him, which makes him always change the topics quickly.

“It will take a long time for him to recover.
Konoha needs a leader, and I’ve come here to hear your opinion, who do you think is more suitable?”

Mito shook her head, “Little monkey is too young…”

Masahiko’s mouth twitched, little monkey…?

“None of the Senju Clan actually stood up for job this time.
But, the strength and qualifications of Kenji are enough, right? What do you think?”

Mito nodded, “It is, but the Senju already held the Hokage position for two consecutive times.
Taking it for the third time won’t be easy, nor right…”

Masahiko also respected Hashirama’s wished for Konoha to belong to everyone.
But because of Hashirama himself, the Senju took in charge of the Hokage position for two consecutive times.
If the third is still another Senju, there will be some dissatisfaction from the villagers, even if he’s the right person.

“What about the Uzumaki? Why didn’t you, nor my nephew try to stop this… You know right if Gensuke became the Hokage, then Hashirama dream of making the village a place for everybody will vanish, and Konoha will only be more like Uzushiogakure.”

After saying that, Mito and Masahiko looked down.

“My father head back to Uzumaki Clan… I wanted to stop it, but I couldn’t.”

“Grandpa, war, and conflicts will only bring pain and loss.
Just like what happened in this war, the Uzumaki sent eight elites to participate in the battle, in addition to your two disciples, but we’ve lost one.”

“Who was it?” Masahiko hurriedly asked, having a bad feeling about this.

“A young man named Uzumaki Ashina.”

Masahiko somehow felt familiar with the name but also unfamiliar to at the same time, which made him stunned slightly, unable to remember where he heard it before.

“Looking at your expression, it seems like you have forgotten … he’s your disciple’s husband… Yuriko’s husband…”

Masahiko felt like he was struck by lightning and stood up there, froze.

“Yuriko’s… husband?”

“So, now Gensuke is competing for the Hokage position, all of us thought that Nanako will take the lead to support him.
In fact, Yuriko also advocated… And I…”

After he heard those words, Masahiko couldn’t listen to anymore; he was drowning in sorrow and guilt, his eyes wide open, as he was immersed with self-blaming, remorse, and regret…

“I… I killed him…” Masahiko whispered; the sorrow shifted quickly to remorse, and anger, he felt really annoyed at that moment.

Although things have been callous for Masahiko these days, he managed to make some of them work out eventually, but he messed up on other events that should have been originally smooth.
However, he felt some easiness when his ultimate goal was finally achieved, and he successfully rescued Tobirama.

However, after hearing about this, Masahiko realized that his plan actually affected many people.
At least the battle between Sunagakure and Konoha went on a different path from the original story.

“He shouldn’t have died…” Masahiko whispered, then looked up to Mito.
“Who did it?”

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“It was an elder from Sunagakure.
I personally killed him.
If Ashina didn’t die, I wouldn’t have gone to the battlefield personally, after all…”

Masahiko nodded.
He actually thought before that Mito’s decision to involve in this battle was wrong.
After all, she was pregnant, and the situation wasn’t that crucial.
But now the picture became crystal clear.

“I know.
I need to go and see Yuriko…”

Masahiko, who usually didn’t care much, this time, was dealing with unbearable guilt.