Chapter 380: Konohagakure: Lord Aizen is the Moon of Konoha

On the other side, the powers of the ninja world were also holding emergency meetings one after another.

The brand-new Konohagakure,

was everywhere a scene of prosperity.

The Root Organization, personally allocated to Aizen by Shimura Danzo, played a very significant role; in just over a month, it had invigorated the village, which had been lifeless after just experiencing war.

The Root, which should have been buried in darkness—when people first heard the name of this organization, everyone thought Danzou was staging a comeback and treated it like a formidable enemy.

Although from the perspective of the original story's destiny, Shimura Danzo had always been a foolish, humiliated villain character, first fanning the flames to ruin the Uchiha, leading other ninja villages to stir up trouble,

and then spreading rumors to force the White Fang to commit suicide, causing Konoha to lose high-level combat power.

At the same time, he still had the leisure to run to Amegakure to provoke war, indirectly leading to Nagato, who possessed the Rinnegan, seeking revenge on Konoha in the future.

And so on...

However, most ninja could not access these secrets. In their eyes, until the moment of his death, Danzou was a hawkish Leader with a hardline style and iron-fisted methods, disregarding personal emotions, powerful, and cold-blooded.

Whether they were civilians or ninjas of the village, most felt awe and fear.

It was like a dark version of the Embroidered Uniform Guard,

fearing that if they were not careful, they would be targeted by the other party, leading to the destruction of their families.

"Lord Aizen!"

A pretty little girl, wearing a black bodysuit, a forehead protector, and leg warmers, all signaled that she had already become a trainee ninja at the Ninja Academy.

Her face was flushed, and she ran excitedly to Aizen's side, looked up, timidly held up a bunch of daisies, and whispered, "Lord Aizen, I have been accepted by the Ninja Academy, and I will soon be able to become a ninja!"

Aizen wore a smile, quietly waiting for her to continue speaking.

The little girl took a deep breath and said nervously, "So, Lord Aizen, if I can graduate from the Ninja Academy as the valedictorian, can I become your adjutant?"

After speaking, she dared not even lift her head, fearing that Lord Aizen would refuse.

It was like a prisoner waiting for a sentence.

She knew very well that it was very presumptuous of her to run over like this, but this was her dream! She wanted to follow by Lord Aizen's side; such a gentle and perfect man was like a ray of light shining into her dark life, guiding her forward.

"Leave quickly. Lord Aizen's adjutant—is that a position a brat like you can covet?"

"Lord Aizen is busy with official business; this little girl is too presumptuous. She will trouble Lord Aizen, won't she?"

"Get lost!"

The Root Organization, led by Aizen, helped orphans who had lost their families in the war, rescued ninjas who were seriously injured and unable to recover, built bridges and paved roads, treated the sick and saved lives, and cared for those overlooked, obscure corners.

It was like a sudden, heaven-sent sweet rain.

In some people's minds, they had already unconsciously begun to compare Lord Aizen with the Fourth Hokage of the past.

Equally heart-warming.

But there was a slight difference: the Fourth Hokage's warmth was like the sun, shining on everyone, warm enough to protect the safety of all civilians and ninjas.

While Lord Aizen was more like the moon; his light was not dazzling, nor did he have the perfect combat record of the Fourth Hokage, but the moonlight was like flowing water, able to moisten everyone's soul. Even in the darkest corners, there could be a place for moonlight.

More and more people began to yearn for such a Lord Aizen.

Was this perhaps another kind of Will of Fire? Even Shimura Danzo seemed very satisfied with Aizen's various actions.

This man, who executed all tasks as perfectly as a machine, had a terrifyingly sharp mind for paperwork; not only could he handle various matters well, but he could also think ahead and solve problems that troubled Danzou.

Furthermore,

Danzou actually held a breath in his heart as well. Back when the Monkey was alive, he was forced to become the Leader of the Root Organization, which was rooted in the mud.

Now, watching Aizen lead the Root Organization to receive the love of the villagers, he also felt the thrill of a serf turning over to sing, as if he were stepping on the Monkey. "I really want to summon the Monkey's soul and let him take a good look at how prosperous Konoha is now under my command!"

"Sure enough, I am the one more suited to be Hokage!"

Danzou was expressionless, but in his heart, he could no longer suppress his laughter.

He was not at all worried about Aizen's betrayal; not only Aizen, but all the players and ninjas of the Root Organization had been implanted with the Cursed Seal of the Individual Curse, and no one could escape his control.

If they really harbored improper thoughts,

although it would be a pity, Danzou would still coldly erase them. Before that, Aizen was the most convenient tool he had ever encountered.

Perfect!

On the crowded street,

the civilians glared at the little girl blocking the way, as if to carry out Lord Aizen's will.

Even the Root Organization lurking in the shadows felt dissatisfied.

If one were to speak of loyalty,

the most loyal in all of Konohagakure were probably the Root members who spent their days and nights with Aizen. Even with the Cursed Seal of the Individual Curse and Danzou's conditioning, their mental scales were gradually beginning to tilt toward Aizen.

"I'm sorry, Lord Aizen!"

Seeing herself become the target of public criticism, the little girl lowered her head, wanting to leave with some guilt.

Lord Aizen had probably forgotten her long ago.

What she did was just wishful thinking, and under the eyes of the public, it felt more like a form of coercion.

Someone like her had no qualifications to follow Lord Aizen at all.

"Everyone, be quiet. Don't be like this."

The gentle, moonlight-like voice, carrying a certain magic, instantly made the restless onlookers quiet down.

Aizen lowered his head, the lenses of his flat-framed glasses reflecting slightly, obscuring his kind and amiable face.

His gaze fell on the little girl,

and a warm hand gently stroked the little girl's head as he smiled gently: "Hinaki Rina, is everyone at the orphanage doing well?"

A single sentence,

made the self-guilty little girl instantly lift her head, and then she nodded heavily: "Lord Aizen, everyone is doing very well, and they miss you very much too!"

Aizen crouched down and said apologetically, "I am very sorry; work has been too busy lately, and I haven't been able to find the time to visit you all at the orphanage."

"There is no need to apologize, Lord Aizen!"

Hinaki Rina looked excited, her speech even stuttering, and her face turned bright red as she said, "We are all working hard to learn the Will of Fire, striving to become like you... no, as long as we can follow in your footsteps, that is enough, no matter when!"

Lord Aizen actually still remembered them! As expected, Lord Aizen was different from those hypocritical people; even for orphans who received no attention from anyone, for someone as unremarkable as herself, abandoned in the corner of the orphanage, Lord Aizen possessed absolute gentleness, keeping her name in his heart.

Such a Lord Aizen would be worthy even of becoming Hokage! This was the light Hinaki Rina anticipated in her heart!

Moonlight!

Not the Golden Flash, not the Legendary Sannin or the White Fang, but a title belonging solely to Lord Aizen.

Konoha Moonlight.

(End of this chapter)