Hokage: I Traveled Through Time With The Tenseigan

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The Third Hokage recently sought out Orochimaru again, hoping to show his affection and encourage him to make a contribution.

Unfortunately, Orochimaru wasn't receptive to persuasion—whether gentle or forceful. He made his stance clear: You can end my vacation if you want, or send me to the battlefield, but don't interfere with my experimental materials.

After failing to obtain the puppet once again, the Third Hokage grew frustrated and urged Orochimaru to depart for the battlefield as soon as possible.

Coincidentally, Orochimaru had already been considering heading to the battlefield.

He needed materials.

The war had been raging for a long time, and the frontline camps must have accumulated a large number of enemy corpses. These were the best materials for creating puppets.

Orochimaru was unaware that Shigeru was already working on the puppet's materials.

By the time Orochimaru returned, he might not even get the chance to see a puppet made from a Jōnin's corpse.

Orochimaru knew that Shigeru was conducting research, but he had no idea what exactly he was studying.

Because he couldn't access Anbu.

With the puppet Mamoru guarding it, not even Orochimaru—let alone the F4 Tendan—could interfere with Anbu's affairs.

That night, as Shigeru finished his work and headed home, he encountered an unexpected guest.

"Do you have time? Let's have dinner together."

Hatake Sakumo had extended the invitation.

"Okay." If someone invites you to dinner, why refuse?

If he declined, Hatake Sakumo would probably come up with all sorts of reasons to convince him anyway.

Shigeru understood why Sakumo had invited him.

The dinner was held at the Akimichi family's yakiniku restaurant.

After sitting down, they ordered a large variety of food.

Once everything was served, Hatake Sakumo placed the marinated meat on the grill and smiled awkwardly.

"Shigeru, I've always recognized your contributions. To be honest, I can't compare to you. But I don't understand how things turned out this way."

Hatake Sakumo had been happy upon returning to the village.

But after resting and calming down, he realized something was off.

After asking around, his heart sank.

This isn't right.

Why was it that Shigeru's contributions were greater than his, yet the village barely mentioned him? Meanwhile, everyone was talking about Hatake Sakumo.

Sakumo was a straightforward and honest man, and Shigeru had saved his life on the battlefield in the Land of Rain. He would never forget that kindness.

He had hurried over to have a private meal, just to clarify that this situation had nothing to do with him.

"Senior, don't get too worked up."

Seeing Sakumo struggling to explain himself, Shigeru waved his hand, slightly amused.

"This really has nothing to do with you. The Hokage's office is behind all of it, but I don't take it to heart. Besides, you're the hero of the village—you deserve to be welcomed and respected by the people."

"Compared to you, my contribution is nothing," Hatake Sakumo said with a humble smile.

The villagers were influenced by public opinion and propaganda, but Sakumo wasn't. He knew exactly how much Shigeru had done for the village.

Not to mention, killing Hanzo of the Salamander alone was an achievement worthy of admiration.

Sakumo had been on the battlefield in the Land of Rain, but Hanzo had relentlessly pursued him. He had barely survived, thanks to Shigeru's medical treatment.

As he skillfully turned the roasted meat, Sakumo asked, puzzled, "But why would the Hokage do this?"

"Because they failed to take the puppet away from me, and they don't want my reputation to get too high. Since you killed Chiyo's son and daughter-in-law, they decided to heavily promote your actions as a way to overshadow me."

Shigeru took a few sips of juice and clicked his tongue.

"Come to think of it, even you got dragged into this because of me."

Is that so?

Sakumo's expression grew conflicted. He still couldn't fully understand. Was it really necessary to cause such a fuss over a puppet?

They were all from the same village, fighting together for its survival during the war.

Yet, things had escalated to this point.

And they had even used him as a tool.

Sakumo felt helpless.

Fortunately, Shigeru bore no resentment toward him, nor did he misunderstand the situation. That was a relief.

At least this dinner wasn't a waste.

As someone with a straightforward personality, Sakumo deeply valued kindness. Shigeru had saved him multiple times, and he would never forget it.

Seeing that the meat was ready, Shigeru didn't hesitate to pick up a piece and start eating.

"Senior, you really don't need to worry about this. None of this has anything to do with you or the Hatake clan. The conflict between me and the Hokage's office may seem to be about the puppet, but it actually started long before the war began."

I understand, but I don't fully understand.

Maybe I'm just not suited for this kind of thing.

After thinking carefully, Sakumo could only nod with a wry smile.

He was comfortable charging into battle and fighting enemies, but dealing with political intrigue made his head spin.

The web of conflicts and interests was too complex—it gave him a headache just trying to make sense of it.

"As expected, I'm only suited for fighting."

Hatake Sakumo chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Shigeru was amused by him.

"Senior, that's just how it is—everyone has their own strengths. You'll get used to these things as you grow older."

Sakumo was an honest and straightforward person, but honesty alone wasn't enough when it came to managing a family or navigating politics. It also made him an easy target for manipulation.

He was better off finding a reliable backer and staying out of political conflicts.

After all, Hatake Sakumo was the only Kage-level shinobi in Konoha who could be forced into suicide by mere rumors.

His son, Kakashi, would later have his own troubles, but he was far better at handling people than his father ever was.

"I hope so."

Sakumo shook his head, choosing to let the matter go. He focused on eating his barbecue, and the conversation naturally shifted.

The two started discussing the battlefield.

As they ate, Hatake Sakumo cursed,

"The people of Sunagakure are truly despicable. Not only did they attack villages in the Land of Fire, but they also massacred civilians and left destruction in their wake. When they couldn't take stolen goods with them, they burned everything down."

During their campaign to clear out enemy forces in the Land of Fire, Sakumo had witnessed countless tragedies.

Back on the battlefield in the Land of Rain, Sunagakure had pillaged villages, taking everything they could carry and leaving the locals to suffer.

In the Land of Fire, when they realized they couldn't escape with their loot, they set entire villages on fire.

They left nothing behind.

"I reported all of this to Lord Hokage. He assured me the village would take revenge."

But months had passed, and nothing had happened.

Shigeru wasn't optimistic.

The so-called "F4" couldn't even decide on a proper course of action. Tsunade had lost patience and suggested Shigeru's idea, but they still hesitated.

Even when given a plan, they failed to act.

Tsunade had been furious.

"Maybe," Shigeru said, not wanting to continue the discussion. He decisively changed the topic.