LRAB Chapter 5: Hashirama's Son, Fallen in Battle!
Chapter 5: Hashirama's Son, Fallen in Battle!
Panic ensued; the pedestrians were in a state of utter panic.
The son of the First Hokage, Senju Yanagi, died in battle!
A layer of dark clouds hung over Konoha Village, and a fine black rain heralded the end of an era.
Yuuki held up a black umbrella and ran through the rain.
Out of respect for the character of the bloodstained patient, he did not perform rooftop parkour.
Konoha Village, as the main military force of the Land of Fire, is actually quite large, almost comparable to a small city, and is by no means a village in the narrow sense.
He had ample time to gather the full information!
Yushu's hurried pace immediately attracted the attention of many villagers.
"Dr. Yuuki? He's been mobilized too? I saw all the doctors in Konoha have been mobilized?"
"You didn't know?" someone exclaimed in surprise, their voice involuntarily lowering. "The head of the Senju family is dead!"
"The head of the clan? Senju Ryūma, the son of the First Hokage? I heard he was a Jonin of the village! He experienced the Fourth Shinobi World War and had such rich combat experience, how could he suddenly die in battle?"
"Keep your voice down! I only heard about it! I heard that they were ambushed, the mission failed, and the caravan members saw Lord Liujian being pierced by a kunai."
"Yes, yes, yes! It's said that all the supplies being transported were hijacked by the ninjas of the Land of Rain!"
"Why would someone who's already ill need to see a doctor?"
"There are other wounded too! Four Senju Jonin are seriously injured! Many newly graduated Genin also participated in the transport mission!"
"Something doesn't seem right. Genin transporting supplies to the Land of Rain?"
"What a pity, back then, Lord Yanagi almost became the Third Hokage..."
When the topic of the 'Hokage' position came up, the villagers who had gathered to listen fell silent, and no one said anything more.
The death of a Jonin suggests that war may be imminent, and they need to make preparations as soon as possible.
Along the roadside, pedestrians whispered to each other, discussing roughly the same topics.
The story of Senju Yanama's important mission, his failure, and his death in the Land of Rain is fully presented to Yuuki.
Was it accidental or intentional?
Yuuki glanced toward the Hokage Building, his black umbrella lowered slightly, obscuring the deep, unyielding intensity in his eyes.
Has the border situation deteriorated to this point, or has the internal relations within the village deteriorated to this point?
The head of the Senju family was dealt with swiftly and decisively.
News of the mission's failure spread almost instantly throughout Konoha.
This scene looks so familiar!
Who exactly is spreading this? It's so hard to guess!
Yuuki didn't care about the Senju clan; what he cared about was whether the Konoha leadership would force his batch of students to graduate early once the war started.
After the Second Hokage established the Ninja Academy system, since the students were mainly ninja clan members, a four-year study period was planned.
After the Third Hokage came to power, he introduced a large number of talented commoners to the Ninja Academy, and the study period was extended to six years.
In recent years, frictions between countries and villages have continued, and the school system has been quietly adjusted back to four years.
Many of Yuuki's classmates even chose to graduate early.
Yuuki had no doubt about the bottom line of those Konoha high-ranking officials; it was extremely low.
If war breaks out, it is highly likely that the cannon fodder will be forced to graduate!
Don't be fooled by the fact that the contracted caterpillar relieved his bloodstain disease flare-up.
However, he knew the truth of the matter. His physical condition was even weaker than that of Wu Wu Kai who had acquired the Sharingan. After a few ninjutsu, he was lying dead on the spot.
He needs time to develop!
The money-making plan needs to be accelerated!
As they approached the gate of Konoha Hospital, seven-year-old Uchiha Mikoto came to greet them from the roadside.
She stood in the rain, her long, smooth, jet-black hair casually draped over her shoulders, a few strands of it tangled with raindrops.
This is an extremely delicate and adorable little girl, whom Yuuki had only seen a few times in his previous life while watching videos.
"Brother Youshu, here are your surgical instruments."
Mikoto easily lifted the toolbox, which was half her height, and handed it to him. She looked up and stared directly at Yuuki, her eyes shining like stars and containing a hint of tenderness.
"Thank you, Mikoto." Yuuki took the toolbox and patted Mikoto's head with practiced ease.
"You're welcome," Mikoto replied in a barely audible whisper.
Mikoto Uchiha, his little tagalong, his childhood playmate, and his clinic assistant.
His identity is obviously not simple.
The granddaughter of Elder Chu Huo is none other than that unlucky angel investor, Elder Chu Huo.
At the same time, she is also an outstanding member of the younger generation in the clan.
She definitely hasn't awakened the Sharingan yet, but most of the elders in her clan believe she has the potential to awaken it!
The two children walked side by side into the outer gate of Konoha Hospital.
In the courtyard where raindrops were falling, stretchers were placed, covered with white sheets.
Clearly, this is a group of dead people.
"Mikoto, what brings you here?" Yuuki asked, somewhat puzzled. Logically speaking, given Mikoto's rank and reputation, she shouldn't have received such an immediate notification.
"The clan chief sent someone to ask me to come to the hospital to help." Mikoto tugged at Yuuki's sleeve, lowered her head a little frightened, and whispered, "What did the clan chief say... that helping in time can bring the village and the clan closer together?"
The current head of the Uchiha clan is named Uchiha Tomishi. Yuuki is more familiar with his son, Uchiha Fugaku, who graduated from the Ninja Academy two and a half years ago!
The two had unique insights into the Will of Fire, and through deliberate efforts, they quickly established a good relationship.
As for the clan chief, Yuuki has never had close contact with him, only seeing his figure from afar when the clan meeting is held.
It seems that Fugaku Uchiha's idea of integrating into the village through compromise and appeasement originated from his father.
In order to please three generations and integrate into the village, they don't care about giving up their clan land or reducing their pensions.
What an ugly idea.
Yuuki noticed Mikoto's discomfort. Most of the villagers who went to the clinic for treatment had minor illnesses such as colds, and the most serious ones were scratches or fractures.
The sight of corpses lying everywhere made even Yuuki, let alone Mikoto, feel uncomfortable.
"Mikoto, this cute little girl should go home and sleep."
"But...patriarch..."
"The pressure to integrate into the village shouldn't fall on your shoulders. The clan chief's words and actions aren't always right."
Yuuki gently patted Mikoto's head again.
Mikoto, who was looking down in fear, had her ears turn red and breath steaming from her nose; in the blink of an eye, her face was flushed.
Yuuki-ge, are you saying I'm cute?
"Okay...okay, I'll go home first, you come back soon too."
Yuuki was taken aback. "Back?" Back where? Are you going to take me to steal their house?
Realizing her words were inappropriate, Mikoto's face flushed even more as she took small steps out of the Konoha Hospital gate.
As she watched Yuki walk further and further away, her small eyes were filled with fascination.
As they approached the medical building, Yuuki felt the wails rising and falling becoming clearer.
It sounds like the casualties from the mission failure were far greater than imagined.
Pushing open the door of the medical building, Yuuki saw a sea of people.
"Doctor! Please save my son! His leg is broken!"
"Dad, my chest hurts so much."
"Huh...huh..."
The once empty corridor was now crowded with patients waiting for treatment.
Yuuki squeezed through the crowded waiting area for family members and walked step by step toward the place where the hospital beds were parked.
Many people were sitting on the ground, some with bandages on their hands and feet, others with gauze wrapped around their heads.
The smell of blood was overwhelming and pungent.
In that instant, Yuuki's gentle expression froze completely on his face, his eyes fixed on the floor.
It was tragic, far too tragic.
The wails of his peers assaulted his eardrums.
The war had not even started, and several Jonin were leading the team, so why were the casualties so heavy?
Looking around, there are at least dozens of hospital beds, and there may still be injured people in the wards.
The problem is coming.
News of the failure of a crucial mission led by a Jonin spread rapidly!
Horror!
Yuuki felt like he was walking on thin ice; danger was right around the corner!
The cries of the wounded served as a warning to him not to blindly believe in the original plot development!
The very existence of something is inherently unpredictable, not to mention that the original storyline could not possibly cover the details of the major and minor events!
We must follow the plan and forge our own path forward!
Whether out of genuine feeling or feigned sincerity, Yuuki stood next to a patient, took out a scalpel and various disinfectants from his toolbox, and began disinfection and suturing.
He gave the patient a gentle, encouraging smile and said:
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."