Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 200 - : Kyōsuke’s Version of the “Will of Fire”

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"Clan Leader Sarutobi, it has been a long time."

Apart from Hashirama, everyone present wore grim expressions.

There was no doubt that today's events were a blatant show of strength by the Senju.

In such matters, it was usually a case of each party doing what they could, competing with their own means to see who would have the last laugh.

But what was the purpose of bringing so many people here? If not a deliberate provocation, then what?

Especially for Sarutobi Sasuke, who was currently feeling a deep sense of unease. After all, he had been one of the key participants in the grand slaughter back then.

Now, with the Senju having forged alliances and bound their fates to their newfound comrades, he—Sarutobi Sasuke—had suddenly been cast as the villain in the eyes of many.

Was this not simply taking advantage of honest men?!

He, Sarutobi Sasuke, could not accept such injustice!

"It has been a long time, Lord Kyōsuke." Sasuke said, bowing deeply, his attitude proper and respectful.

At the very least, this ensured that the other party had no obvious faults to pick on.

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Whether or not Senju Tobirama would look down on him for this, he did not care in the slightest. As long as his son was treated well, that was all that mattered.

Kyōsuke gazed at the man who was so adept at maintaining appearances, then suddenly let out a faint smile. His next words were sharp and direct, cutting through all pretense like a blade.

"Since you have already withdrawn, why trouble yourself by stepping into these murky waters today?"

It was almost an outright accusation—calling the Sarutobi leader a deserter who had abandoned his allies in battle, pointing out his cowardice for all to see.

"Though I may not be the most capable, I am still willing to contribute to the Land of Fire—our shared homeland," Sarutobi replied smoothly, his expression calm, as if he had not heard the underlying mockery at all, twisting the words into something favorable in his own mind.

Such a response was beyond belief.

Even Tobirama, who was known for his suspicion and sharp judgment, could not help but let a fleeting look of disdain pass through his eyes.

During that battle, when they had surrounded the enemy, the Sarutobi leader had initially put on the appearance of standing his ground, only to flee at the first sign of trouble while the others remained locked in combat.

To call him a coward was not an insult; it was simply the truth.

But in a way, this was not necessarily a bad thing. A man like this—who prioritized self-preservation over loyalty—was someone Tobirama could manipulate with ease.

Sensing the shift in atmosphere, Hashirama quickly changed the topic, "Kyōsuke, are you heading out on a mission?"

"No," Kyōsuke replied. "Just like all of you, I have come to welcome our future 'comrades.'"

He deliberately placed emphasis on the word "comrades," making his mockery all the more apparent.

"Welcoming comrades?" Tobirama frowned slightly, momentarily puzzled. But before he could ask for clarification, both Hashirama and Kyōsuke turned their heads toward the distance.

A few seconds later, he, too, sensed something and followed their gazes.

In the distance, a convoy of carts was making its way toward the village gates, its scale no smaller than that of the Sarutobi Clan.

The banners on the vehicles clearly revealed the identity of those arriving.

The Fūma Clan.

And at the forefront of the procession stood none other than Fūma Yukishi—a man who had once clashed with Kyōsuke.

During the confrontation with the Tsukigakure Clan, this very man had turned on his former allies in the heat of battle, dealing a devastating blow to Ōtsutsuki Sugito.

For his contributions to repelling the enemy, Fūma Yukishi certainly deserved recognition.

With the arrival of the Sarutobi and Shimura clans, the Senju clan's prestige had grown immensely. Since that was the case, Kyōsuke had taken it upon himself to extend an invitation to the Fūma Clan as well.

Now, with the formation of a Hidden Village in the Land of Fire becoming inevitable, no shinobi clan could afford to resist the tide of change. Even more so when Yukishi had already expressed interest in aligning himself with them.

In the end, it was as if dry tinder had met a raging fire. The two sides quickly reached an agreement, forging an alliance that would stand in opposition to the ever-growing influence of the Senju.

"You must have had a long and tiring journey."

At this moment, Kyōsuke, though still exuding an air of dominance, seemed more adept at diplomacy than even the brothers Hashirama and Tobirama.

Even the members of the Fūma Clan in the background could not help but feel surprised—so the legendary "God of Shinobi" was not as ruthless and savage as the rumors suggested.

On the other side, Senju Tobirama's expression was far from pleasant.

First, the grand show of strength he had painstakingly orchestrated had failed.

Second, despite the large-scale movement of the Fūma Clan, he had received no prior intelligence on the matter.

Just imagining the implications of this oversight was enough to send chills down his spine.

"Everyone," Kyōsuke spoke with a calm smile, stepping forward with an air of confidence that unsettled Tobirama, "let's not stand around. If there is anything to discuss, let us do so in the conference room."

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An Hour Later—Inside the Conference Room

The meeting had commenced.

The three great figures of the Hidden Village—Kyōsuke, Madara, and Hashirama—were all present.

Meanwhile, the other key decision-makers, including Tobirama, the Shimura Clan Leader, the Sarutobi Clan Leader, and the Fūma Clan Leader, had all taken their seats.

These seven individuals now formed the highest governing body of the Hidden Village.

"Now that we are all gathered," Kyosuke, acting as the host, began the meeting with a formal introduction of everyone present.

With the brief formalities out of the way, he wasted no time getting to the main agenda.

"Today's meeting will focus on three primary matters."

"First, we must decide on an official name for our Hidden Village—one that carries symbolic meaning."

"Second, we need to establish a standardized uniform and forehead protector. A unified appearance will help foster a sense of cohesion among our shinobi."

"Third, we must discuss the establishment of a ninja academy."

Seeing that no one objected, he tapped his fingers against the table and said, "Let us begin with the first topic—the name of our Hidden Village."

"Our village is located in the Land of Fire, so I hope that its name will reflect the everlasting nature of flames."

"Wherever leaves dance, the fire will burn. As long as there are those who inherit the will of those before them, the flames will never be extinguished."

"The shadow of the fire will illuminate the village and allow new leaves to sprout. Even when one flame fades, another will ignite, and the cycle will continue, unbroken, for generations to come."

"I propose that our Hidden Village be called Konohagakure—the Village Hidden in the Leaves."

"As for the leader who guides everyone, he shall be known as the 'Fire Shadow'—the Hokage."

Madara and Hashirama exchanged glances, both feeling an inexplicable tremor in their hearts.

Especially Hashirama, who felt that the name was incredibly fitting. He had not expected Kyōsuke to have such poetic sensibilities.

Even Tobirama, who had always been skeptical of Kyōsuke, could not help but cast a surprised look his way, silently contemplating something.

As for the other three clan leaders, they knew their place well. Their role today was merely to observe.

The decision regarding the village's name was a matter that only the three main figures could determine.

Now that the "God of Shinobi" had spoken, who among them would dare to oppose it?

Did they have a death wish?

"Excellent."

"Not bad."

"Truly outstanding."

The three clan leaders nodded in unison, their expressions perfectly neutral—almost as if they were simply there to set the mood. If they could, they might have even shouted, "Kyōsuke, you're amazing!"

"Then it's decided." Hashirama looked around, and seeing no objections, he made the final call.

Thus, the Village Hidden in the Leaves—Konohagakure—was officially established, marking the beginning of a new Chapter in the Land of Fire's history.

"Now, the next matter concerns the attire and forehead protectors of our shinobi," Kyōsuke announced.

Before Tobirama could interject, he watched in stunned silence as Kyōsuke calmly retrieved a set of design sketches he had evidently prepared in advance.

Ignoring Tobirama's expression, which resembled that of someone witnessing the impossible, Kyōsuke smiled faintly and spoke.

"Since our village is named Konoha—'Hidden Leaf'—it is only fitting that our forehead protector bear a simple yet powerful emblem: a single leaf."

"From this day forward, this emblem shall represent Konoha, standing as a beacon of love and peace."

"As for uniforms, I have also taken the liberty of preparing a design. A green flak jacket, which complements our village's name and identity, will serve as the standard attire. I am confident it will be well-received by our shinobi."

After finishing his explanation, Kyōsuke turned his gaze toward the assembled leaders. "What are your thoughts?"

"Excellent."

"Very fitting."

"A remarkable choice."

The three clan heads, having already resigned themselves to the fact that their input held little sway, simply nodded in agreement. At this point, they had seamlessly settled into the role of background figures, ensuring the atmosphere remained harmonious.

With the name of the village settled, matters such as forehead protectors and uniforms were mere details.

The real focus now was the establishment of the ninja Academy.

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