Chapter 53 You are still quite stupid (Ch 53)

“If you say that, you’ll tense up unconsciously. Fortunately, your lungs weren’t hurt.”

Minato finally smiled at his amusement and returned to his little sun state.

This night was filled with fear, but fortunately most of Konoha’s companions were fine.

As for the sacrifice…

This is usually the end of a ninja, and there is nothing he can do except be sad for a while.

“He didn’t make a sound even though he was badly injured just now, but now he’s groaning.”

Might Dai rubbed Naraku’s head and laughed, “You’re still a child, hahahaha.”

Then, he realized belatedly that it took too long to open the fifth door, so he rolled his eyes and fell down completely.

Minato was shocked to find that he was unconscious because he had overdrawn his body and was extremely tired. He felt a little amused.

Next to Naraku, Kakashi was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and Kazama was wrapping layer after layer of bandages around his head, making his head look bigger.

He asked speechlessly: “Senior, is it necessary to pack so much?”

“Shut up!” Feng Jian Lixiang pretended to be angry and complained: “I thought you two were going to die just now! Bastards!”

“Isn’t this not dead…”

“Don’t talk back to adults, you little brat!”

“…”

Ishikawa looked at the pitch-black Matsukata residence in the distance with a heavy expression.

After treating Naraku and Kakashi’s external injuries, they went back to deal with the follow-up matters.

The Matsukata mansion, which was once magnificent and full of grandeur, is now in ruins. Nearly half of the buildings have been destroyed, and many exquisite courtyards are covered in flying mud, fallen trees and collapsed pavilions. Servants and maids are busy everywhere, either repairing the house or putting out fires and saving people.

Minato collected the bodies of the two sacrificed Chunins and sealed them in a scroll.

For those who died or were injured during the mission, the village would provide generous compensation to their families, bury the victims, and engrave their names on a memorial tablet.

In a quiet room.

Matsukata Kiyomasa took a sip of hot tea slowly, without any of the panic he had just experienced after almost dying at Kakuzu’s hands.

Song Fanggang, who was sitting opposite him, had a sad and angry look on his face. Just tonight, he lost two sons, one of whom was his eldest son, the heir he had painstakingly cultivated for nearly thirty years.

“We hired Konoha’s ninjas…!”

“Father, stop joking,” Matsukata Kiyoshi had just put down his cup and squinted his eyes, “You issued a mere B-level mission yourself, how can you blame the people of Konoha for not trying their best?”

“…” Song Fang just stopped talking.

And his fourth son continued to rub salt into the wound.

“To be honest, I saw that monster. Three or four jonin couldn’t kill him, and he managed to escape successfully in the end. This should be an A-level or even S-level mission.”

“If the few ninjas that Minato brought were not strong enough, they would have been wiped out because you underreported the mission level.”

“When the time comes, Konoha will not give up. The accuracy of the mission level is the foundation of their existence, and even we can’t shake it.”

“Now that things have come to this, father, can’t this situation wake you up tonight?”

After a long silence, Song Fanggang slowly said, “What do you want to do?”

Matsukata Seigang said calmly: “Since Yuanshi can sit in that position, why can’t I, Matsukata?”

“If we take this path, there will only be two outcomes for us,” Matsukata said, his expression becoming angry. “Either we succeed at all costs, or we are utterly wiped out!”

“If we don’t fight, won’t we all be wiped out?”

“If your elder brother were still alive…”

The aura of Matsukata suddenly disappeared, and he looked ten years older. “He will gradually make Matsukata no longer a threat.”

Matsukata Seiji’s eyes, which were usually narrowed, were now completely open, filled with a sharp gleam.

“Put your life on their mercy? Then I’d rather die now.”

…

A moment later, Matsukata Kiyoshi just walked out of the quiet room and turned a corner. Ishikawa, who was waiting there, followed him silently.

“Don’t make it so dangerous next time, Fourth Young Master. At the last moment, you were just a hair’s breadth away from his hand—”

Ishikawa pinched his thumb and index finger together, gestured, and then patted his chest: “I was so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my chest.”

“Alright, alright. Who knew there were such perverts in the ninja world?”

Matsukata Kiyotaka casually waved his hand and said a few perfunctory words, then asked: “How are those Konoha ninjas?”

“Two Chunins died, and the Jonins Minato and Kazama were slightly injured. Uchiha Naraku and Hatake Kakashi, who were responsible for protecting you, were seriously injured, but their lives are not in danger.”

“For the two who died, in the name of the Matsukata family, a pension of 3 million taels will be given to each of them. The rest will each receive 1 million taels.”

“yes.”

…

Although a small part of the mansion was destroyed, the servants of the Matsukata family quickly cleaned up a few rooms for the Konoha ninjas to recuperate.

Kakashi and Naraku were lying in the same small room, all they could hear were the sounds of other people’s hurried footsteps and conversations.

Naraku looked out the window. The moon in the sky was about to disappear, hiding faintly behind the clouds.

He suddenly reached out and touched Kakashi’s belly.

Kakashi glanced over speechlessly: “What?”

Naraku whispered, “Confirm that you are still alive.”

Kakashi: “…”

Naraku took his hand back and complained, “At that time I thought you were really going to die. I told you to leave, but why didn’t you want to?”

Kakashi asked back: “Then why do you insist that I leave?”

Naraku was silent for a while, looked at Kakashi’s profile, and said, “Because I don’t want you to die.”

Kakashi turned to look at him as well: “Me too.”

“Are you stupid? If you stay, both of you will die…”

“Anyway, I won’t let you die in front of me.”

Kakashi spoke in a very cool manner, but with his head wrapped up in a big lump, his whole demeanor didn’t look serious at all.

Naraku couldn’t help but laugh softly twice, which caused the wound between his ribs to throb with pain. His little face wrinkled and he hissed as he gasped for air.

Kakashi complained helplessly: “Sure enough, you are the dumbest.”

However, thinking about how Naraku activated the two magatama in a desperate situation to save him, Kakashi felt that this silliness was a bit cute, and it felt like a feather gently brushed across his heart, causing a subtle ripple, and finally he laughed softly.

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