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"Phew, the cold is really settling in. It's getting colder by the day, and still no sign of snow? Is Rain Village under some kind of winter curse?" Akihiko let out a yawn while absentmindedly scratching his head. He continued to peruse the intelligence report detailing the events in the broader ninja world.
Despite Mubuki's eccentricities, his knack for gathering intelligence remained commendable, consistently providing up-to-date information from across the ninja world.
In the aftermath of the significant blows dealt to Iwa and Kumo, Konoha had capitalized on the opportunity to launch an offensive against Iwa. Evidently, they aimed to advance their frontlines during this window, diverting the focus of the war away from the borders of the Land of Fire. However, Iwa clung onto their positions tenaciously, with Kitsuchi at the helm, directing the Iwa shinobi to guard the Kannabi Bridge while steadily pushing the frontlines forward.
Following the Third Raikage's ultimate sacrifice, Kumo refrained from being consumed by mourning. The Third Raikage's son swiftly ascended to the position of the Fourth Raikage. Displaying a ninjutsu prowess no less formidable than his predecessor's, he expediently stabilized the situation and launched simultaneous attacks on Iwa while continuing to engage in battle with Konoha.
Meanwhile, the fate of Kirigakure hung in uncertainty. Swordsmen of the Mist's ranks to merely three, intelligence regarding these survivors vanished from the battleground. Their fate, even their survival, remained shrouded in uncertainty. Nonetheless, Kiri endured the hardship, upholding a stance of resolute perseverance. Thus, The overall situation continued to be in a state of chaos.
Nevertheless, as the Third Great Ninja War continued to rage on over the course of multiple years, coupled with the unforeseen disruptions involving Iwa, Kumo, and Kiri, a collective understanding emerged that the war had reached a pivotal juncture. It seemed plausible that the conclusion of this prolonged Ninja War was drawing near.
Meanwhile, Grass Village, their business continued. Recent sales of ninja inner armor have garnered exceptional success. Even Kazuki found himself donning a smile, a possible testament to these lucrative developments. Consequently, he promptly sanctioned the funds requested by Uzumaki Yoshinori. Speaking of Yoshinori, he had already departed for the Grass Village to oversee matters. After all, the battleground centered on the Kannabi Bridge remained of paramount importance.
Despite the Land of Rain's weather descending into chilly temperatures, the production within the factory exhibited no signs of slowing. The Rain villagers nurtured an innate yearning for busyness, recognizing it as a source of sustenance. It granted them the means to satisfy their hunger.
"Preparations for the upcoming year within the Village must commence," Akihiko's demeanor shifted, adopting a solemn tone as he addressed the Grass ninja beside him. "The year's end approaches rapidly. Even for those who remain behind, it's essential to allocate time for rest."
While the Land of Rain persisted as a crucial battlefield, its soil was entrenched in the intensity of battles fueled by the three major ninja villages. However, the presence of Akihiko himself seemed to cast an aura of tranquility over this stronghold. Consequently, many individuals hesitated to leave, reluctant to distance themselves from this relatively serene atmosphere.
"Furthermore, relay the message to our village to bolster its security protocols as the year draws to a close, minimizing any potential mishaps," Akihiko continued, emphasizing the necessity of reminding the village.
"Certainly, Leader!" The Grass ninja responded with a sincere nod, brief hesitation preceding a subsequent inquiry, "And concerning the Rain Village...?"
"Keep a watchful eye on them and discourage any impulsive actions," Akihiko contemplated for a moment, shaking his head slightly as he added, "Actually, never mind. I've already had a conversation with them. We won't engage in conflict for now."
"Understood," the Grass ninja responded, discerning the implication that they needn't maintain an overly vigilant stance toward the Rain Village.
"You're dismissed," Akihiko instructed, and as the Grass ninja exited, he stretched leisurely. He was preparing to take a break when Mubuki barged in, his expression marked by anxiety. "Leader..."
Akihiko's brow furrowed faintly, a sense of comprehension dawning upon him. He met Mubuki's gaze and intimated, "It appears you bear significant intelligence. "It seems you bear significant information. Go ahead, share it."
Mubuki's tone turned serious as he conveyed, "The Kannabi Bridge has been detonated!"
Akihiko was taken aback, his expression reflecting the profound implications of this news. As a transmigrator, he understood the significance of this information more than anyone else.
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Amidst the devastating blows endured by Iwa and Kumo, Konoha seized the opportune moment to launch an offensive against Iwa.
Nonetheless, existing as a pivotal battleground with a strategic advantage, Iwa exhibited an unyielding spirit. Despite the substantial losses incurred on the Kumo front, Iwa refused to concede defeat readily, and under the skilled command of Kitsuchi, the Iwa shinobi tenaciously clung to Konoha's main forces. They almost managed to press Konoha's troops into a precarious situation, even approaching the threshold of a direct assault into the Land of Fire.
However, it was at this critical juncture that Konoha deployed a specialized team for rescue - the Minato Namikaze Squad, led by none other than Minato Namikaze himself, a formidable shinobi with proficiency in space-time ninjutsu. His arrival instantly drew the attention of Iwagakure and shifted the course of the conflict.
Even amidst these dire circumstances, Minato's mastery of space-time ninjutsu allowed him to turn the tide of battle. With strategic precision, he led his team in a surprise offensive against Iwagakure, culminating in the detonation of the Kannabi Bridge. This strategic move effectively severed Iwa's supply lines. As news of this incident spread, reverberations coursed through the entire expanse of the ninja world.
The complexion of the war underwent a dramatic transformation. What had initially favored Iwagakure and disadvantaged Konoha had now reversed. A collective realization dawned on everyone. Iwa stood at the brink of a potential, genuine defeat this time.
Following the recent incident where a Konoha Genin almost singlehandedly decimated the formidable Seven Ninja Swordsmen of Kiri, the reverberations of this event echoed across the ninja world, eliciting a unanimous sentiment, "Indeed, Konoha is truly deserving of its reputation as the strongest ninja village!"
Indeed, it was a village abounding in prodigies. Not only did it boast a formidable ninja adept in space-time ninjutsu, but it also showcased three recently graduated individuals whose impact on the ongoing battle was already palpable. Even when confronted with the Iwa's relentless siege, they managed to successfully able to the detonate of the Kannabi Bridge with their collective efforts.
This battlefield also bore witness to the emergence of two youthful heroes from Konoha's ranks. Despite their delicate figures, they were able to secure victory for their village through their unwavering determination. Regrettably, one of them was engulfed by the ensuing explosion and subsequently buried beneath the weight of rubble.
However, unbeknownst to them, at that very moment, a different scenario was unfolding.
In the obscure depths of an underground cavern beneath the Land of Grass, a young man bearing an entirely white half of his body, almost unnaturally white color, and a conspicuous absence of an arm gradually roused from slumber. His awakening was accompanied by a tone of discontent, his muttered words muffled by his sleepy state, "Why all this commotion? Can't a person get some rest?"
Suddenly, the youth stopped speaking, and he suddenly stiffened, looking bewildered as he scanned his dim surroundings. Then he turned his attention inward, examining the oddity of his own appearance. He noticed the softness of his skin, particularly the white half of his body. His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had remembered something important.
"Am I... I'm still alive? Could it be that Sensei came in the nick of time? Hahaha, this Hero Obito certainly isn't one to succumb to death easily. Kakashi, Rin! Where are you both? Where is this place? And what is that echoing sound?" His words hung in the air momentarily before.
"Why are you causing such a ruckus?" A resonant, aged voice pierced the air, compelling Obito to freeze anew. In a swift response, he turned his head, his gaze falling upon an elderly figure seated upon an expansive stone stool. The individual bore hair grizzled with age, a slender physique, and a stooped posture.
Oddly, beneath the man's feet lay a floor strewn with fragments of paper and sticks, reminiscent of the aftermath of consuming dango. Yet, a disconcerting aura emanated from the scene. Confusion swirled within Obito, where is he? And Who is this weird old man?
As Obito's focus reeled back to the present, he experienced a moment of hesitation. Summoning his courage, he addressed the elderly figure, "Um, Grandpa, you..." However, his sentence remained unfinished.
"Silence!" The old man's gaze lifted, disinterest etching his features as he cast a fleeting glance in Obito's direction before promptly dismissing him. He closed his eyes once more, although his brows knit ever so slightly. His tone remained composed as he uttered, "We're in the midst of a lecture."
Obito's expression twisted into one of perplexity. A lecture? What kind of lecture was this? Brows furrowed, he blinked, a subtle realization washing over him. Lifting his head, he directed his gaze skyward, detecting faint yet distinct sounds permeating the air. What on earth is happening here?
Before Obito could understand what was happening, the elderly man beside him interjected once again, "Kid, quiet down and listen to the lecture silently, Don't cause any disturbances."
Then he addressed another presence, "And you, you idiot, hand him that pen and ensure he's equipped with his textbook. Also, Make sure that he attends the lecture with due diligence!"
As the old man's words concluded, Obito's expression remained marked by bewilderment. What lecture was this old man referring to? Could this old man possibly be a teacher of sorts?
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