Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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He suppressed his excitement and suggested, "Nawaki, you're right. Would it be better to let Orochimaru explain all this himself?"

He paused, then turned to Tsunade. "Tsunade, why don't we take this opportunity to bring Orochimaru back?"

Chapter 227 This time it's Rope Tree, what if next time it's...

The door to the Hokage's office creaked open, and Jiraiya, as soon as he stepped out, immediately noticed a figure not far away.

"Ok?"

Jiraiya was slightly taken aback.

Kakashi stood quietly on one side of the corridor, seemingly having been waiting for some time.

"Kakashi?"

Jiraiya raised an eyebrow, strode out the door, and closed the office door behind him.

Kakashi lowered his arms, which were crossed over his chest, and nodded, saying, "The morning's cleanup work... has all been taken care of."

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya's expression turned serious, and the joking tone on his face subsided somewhat.

"So, no one noticed anything unusual, right?"

"Yes."

Kakashi nodded.

"Because it was resolved before dawn, the commotion was minimal, and it was still early, there were no witnesses nearby."

"The secret service is always tight-lipped and won't let anything slip."

"That's good." Jiraiya nodded slightly.

Before he could finish speaking, Kakashi seemed to still have some reservations. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Lord Jiraiya... shouldn't we investigate this matter further?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya turned to look at Kakashi. Seeing Kakashi's serious expression, he didn't interrupt him and gestured for him to continue.

Kakashi met Jiraiya's gaze, his expression growing increasingly serious as he said, "A character from a dream... has come to life. Just hearing that is already unbelievable enough."

"This time it was a rope tree, thankfully the impact is still under control. But what if... something even more troublesome descends next?"

He recalled the scene he had witnessed that morning, and his anxiety rose again.

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya remained silent for a moment, without immediately replying.

He glanced back at the closed door to the Hokage's office and said in a low voice, "We've already spoken to him."

"In Nawaki's own perception... he possesses a complete, coherent, and self-consistent life memory."

Upon hearing this, Kakashi's eyes widened in disbelief: "Complete life memories?"

“That’s right.” Jiraiya nodded. “The Orochimaru in his memory is completely different from the Orochimaru we know.”

“Rope Tree’s memories are very real, even including many specific details of the missions and interpersonal interactions… Each fragment is logically self-contained and interconnected.”

He paused here, his eyes lowered slightly: "It doesn't seem like a figment of a dream at all."

"More importantly, as you can see, he not only possesses memories, but also real combat power. This morning, those members of the Dark Guard who encountered him showed him absolutely no mercy."

As he pondered, Kakashi suddenly realized something. He noticed the details in Jiraiya's words, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"So, you... haven't told Nawaki his true origins yet?"

Jiraiya met Kakashi's probing gaze and silently nodded.

"This kind of thing... let's wait until Tsunade calms down and let her choose a suitable time to tell him herself." He sighed softly and didn't continue.

Kakashi nodded in understanding.

The scene of their meeting that morning involuntarily flashed through his mind: Tsunade tightly hugging Nawaki, her eyes red-rimmed.

In that instant, even the strong-willed Tsunade revealed a rare moment of vulnerability.

Asking her to tell her brother right now, "You are not from this world, you come from a dream," is indeed asking too much.

It would be hard for anyone to accept.

Kakashi nodded; he understood Jiraiya and Tsunade's concerns.

Jiraiya looked at Kakashi's slightly lowered face, then suddenly reached out and patted him hard on the shoulder: "Don't make that face! Just play it by ear, Kakashi. Keep an eye on things here, I'm going out for a bit."

Kakashi was taken aback, then looked up and met Jiraiya's suddenly brightened expression.

Jiraiya's worried expression vanished, replaced by a carefree and unrestrained smile, radiating a familiar confidence and boldness.

That was the expression that only Jiraiya, who was hailed as a "hero," would show.

Kakashi was stunned for a moment, as if he were seeing that legendary ninja who was spirited and fearless on the battlefield once again.

His doubts grew stronger.

At this critical juncture, what could be more important than figuring out the phenomenon of "dreams invading reality"?

"Lord Jiraiya, what are you going to do now...?" Kakashi hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Oh, that—" Jiraiya scratched his head upon hearing this, "I'm planning to go out of the village and... bring Orochimaru back!"

……

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at the same time.

On the other side of Konoha Village, Danzo hurried along the street, leaning on his cane, his face ashen.

Early in the morning, the only sound in the quiet streets and alleys was the clattering of Tuanzang's wooden clogs on the ground.

Filled with resentment, Danzo hurried to Hiruzen Sarutobi's mansion.

He looked up and saw that the gate of Sarutobi's house was tightly closed.

Danzo snorted coldly and shouted in a deep voice, "Hiruzen! You come out here—"

Before he could finish speaking, a boy's voice came from inside the house: "Coming, coming—"

Immediately afterwards, the door creaked open, and a fluffy brown head poked out.

Sarutobi Konohamaru blinked his round eyes, and when he saw the old man standing outside the door with a cane, he was stunned for a moment: "Uh... Grandpa Danzo?"

Danzo's face darkened.

He had no liking for his mischievous grandson, Hiruzen Sarutobi, but he still suppressed his temper and asked, "Where's Hiruzen? Where is he?"

"My grandpa—" Konohamaru rubbed his sleepy eyes and answered somewhat groggily, "He left early this morning, he's not home."

Danzo frowned upon hearing this: "What? Not home so early?"

He glared at Konohamaru. "Where did you go?"

Konohamaru shook his head blankly: "I don't know about that... When I woke up, Grandpa went out, saying he had something to do."

The little guy mumbled, "Grandpa Danzo, what brings you to see my grandpa so early?"

"None of your business!" Danzo waved his hand impatiently.

The kid has limited information, so pressing him for more details won't help.

He frowned, even more puzzled: Where could he go so early in the morning?

Danzo was filled with doubts, but had nowhere to vent them.

He slammed his cane on the ground, then turned and left.

He strode out of the Sarutobi clan's courtyard path, just about to return to the base to arrange for his men to investigate other clues, when suddenly two figures in black appeared in front of him without making a sound.

Danzo paused, squinting at the person blocking his way.

Two fully armed secret agents blocked his path from the left and right.

One of them spoke in a deep voice: "Lord Danzo, the Third Hokage requests your presence. Please come with us."

The unexpected situation startled Danzo.

His face darkened, and he said, "Did Hiruzen send you to find me?"

The two secret agents nodded slightly, but did not explain further.

The leader of the secret agents said coldly, "Please come with us immediately."

Danzo was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, his brows furrowed deeply; the unyielding tone of the secret service officer displeased him greatly.

He is a dignified elder of Konoha, yet even a few members of the Anbu dare to treat him so rudely.

He snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over the two masked ninjas from left to right.

They stood precisely on the left and right, blocking their own path.

Danzo felt a surge of anger and stomped his cane on the ground: "Hmph, I was just looking for Hiruzen, and he's the one who's come to invite me first."

"Lead the way!"

The two ANBU exchanged a glance, one of them nodded, and then turned to lead the way, while the other followed close to Danzo, half a step to his side, protecting him as he moved forward.

The three of them, one in front and two behind, hurried through the streets and alleys.

Danzo followed in silence, his brows furrowing more and more as they walked.

The surrounding scenery gradually changed from bustling streets to sparsely populated lanes, with familiar buildings and trees flashing past in the corner of my eye.

A thought suddenly flashed through Danzo's mind: This path...

His single eye narrowed slightly, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart: This direction seems to be heading towards the Root organization's base.

"Halt!" Danzo abruptly stopped, demanding sharply, "Where are we going? Where is Hiruzen?"

The two secret agents seemed not to hear what they said, and continued to lead the way in silence without stopping.

They ignored Danzo's questions.

Danzo's face grew even uglier.

As he drew closer to his destination, his heart sank: what appeared before him was none other than the Root organization's base!