Saitama narrowed his eyes as he watched Elder Roshi's coffin slowly sink into the ground.
One major advantage of preparing the Impure World Resurrection ahead of time was that he could summon it instantly when needed—no tedious rituals required. This method also ensured a higher success rate.
After all, attempting to summon during battle could easily backfire—failing at such a critical moment would certainly crush morale.
Taking out another scrap of cloth drenched in ninja blood, Saitama calmly resumed the ritual, repeating every step exactly as before.
The ninja he was about to resurrect next was someone who had towered over even Konoha's Three Legendary Sannin during his time.
He was known as the Legend of the White Fang—Sayuna Hatake!
This tattered cloth, soaked in the White Fang's blood, had naturally come from Orochimaru.
Orochimaru had always been curious about this powerful shinobi from his own era, so he had collected some blood for research purposes.
With one hand forming a ninja seal, countless thread-like fragments from another dimension latched onto the lifeless White Zetsu body. Gradually, Sayuna Hatake's appearance began to take shape.
Saitama had never met this legendary ninja feared by many villages, but he still felt deep pity.
To Saitama, the whole scandal around the White Fang was nothing more than a political power play—one that left the White Fang betrayed and sacrificed as a scapegoat.
Perhaps the White Fang himself had already known exactly who was behind his downfall but had been powerless to act. Or maybe, ideologically speaking, he had been too loyal to oppose openly.
Back then, his reputation had clearly surpassed even Konoha's Three Legendary Sannin—ninja whom even they themselves greatly admired.
But precisely because of this, his growing prestige had begun threatening the current Hokage and those eyeing the title for themselves.
Officially, the story was that Sayuna Hatake couldn't bear the endless rumors and blame from the village, so he took his own life—with a final hope for Kakashi's future in mind.
But in reality, it was a vicious game of political infighting among the village's elite.
Saitama didn't move, silently observing the White Zetsu clone now shaped like Sayuna Hatake.
He had white hair like Kakashi's. His features were sharp and strong, giving off a firm, determined vibe.
"But why couldn't you just let go and kill yourself?"
Saitama muttered, looking slightly confused at the faint cracks running across Saiken's face.
Tch! He stepped forward, placed the prepared kunai—marked with the resurrection jutsu—into the back of Sayuna's head, then moved around to stand face-to-face with him.
Following the same steps, Saitama performed the final ninja seal. Instantly, Sayuna Hatake's eyes flew open, black irises blazing.
Saitama smirked. No wonder he was called the White Fang of Konoha—if anything, his reputation was well-earned. At the very moment of consciousness returning, Saitama felt intense resistance surging from the other end of his control.
Knowing Sayuna's strength well, Saitama maintained extreme concentration throughout.
With one hand still in seal form, he swiftly suppressed the struggling spirit and forced the body into immobility.
"Who... are you?"
White Fang's eyes widened sharply as a cold gleam flashed through them, making Saitama instinctively stiffen—goosebumps rising on his arms.
"Truly worthy of the Legend of the White Fang!"
Saitama took one step forward, his face maintaining focused attention and clear acknowledgment of White Fang's strength.
"This ninjutsu..."
Sayuna Hatake lowered his gaze, noticing his body's condition—covered in fine cracks. Though the body felt strong enough, he could tell it wasn't his own.
Back then, he'd earned high standing among Konoha's ninja, which gave him access to learn techniques from the Scroll of Seals.
Naturally, he had learned that The Second had created many forbidden jutsu, including those manipulating the souls of the dead, all recorded within the Scroll of Seals.
Although he hadn't studied them at the time, he'd still briefly glimpsed their contents, aware of this technique's existence.
He was definitely dead, so being able to stand here now while clearly under someone else's control could only mean one thing—he'd been resurrected through forbidden means.
Eyes level, he looked at the young man before him and the faint, mysterious smile on his face.
"Well... I'm just a passerby. There's no need for you to pay much attention to me, Senior."
Saitama stared back at White Fang; the resistance coming from the latter hadn't ceased even for a moment.
"Senior probably knows or has at least heard of the Impure World Reincarnation technique. If you do, then there's no point in struggling anymore!"
Saitama calmly informed Sayuna Hatake.
"Are you from Konoha?"
Sayuna Hatake locked eyes with Saitama, his dark pupils sharpening further, like drawn blades radiating lethal intent.
He naturally knew about this technique—it was a forbidden ninjutsu sealed deep inside the Scroll of Seals.
Mastering that technique meant only one thing—he was from Konoha… and held a position of great authority.
"Not anymore… Senior!"
Saitama smiled slightly, knowing this former elite ninja was trying to fish for more information.
"You're only here for now—you'll have your real part to play later."
"What time period is it currently?"
After a brief pause, White Fang's expression shifted constantly. His instincts as a ninja told him that being revived by this young man wouldn't bring anything good.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape the oppressive force emanating from his enemy standing right before him.
"It's been over ten years since your death. Konoha's current leader is The Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze—your son and Kakashi Hatake's sensei!"
"This is Year 54 of Konoha—an age far removed from yours!"
Saitama locked eyes with Sayuna Hatake and caught the flicker of emotion at the mention of Kakashi Hatake.
"So much time has passed already…"
Sayuna Hatake murmured softly, his demeanor becoming momentarily distant.
"Kakashi has become a qualified Jonin now, ranking among the top young generation shinobi in all of Konoha."
Saitama also felt inclined to grant this long-departed senior a bit of enlightenment—an homage to the comrade who once chose his companions over his mission.
"Kakashi, eh...?"
A slight twitch lifted his lips, forming a forced smile.
Of all the people he regretted leaving behind back then, none weighed on him heavier than his young son.
But circumstances had given him no choice—he had to sacrifice himself, leaving Kakashi alone to gradually learn strength and resilience.
"Maybe you'll meet again someday. There's no need to rush, senior!"
Saitama slowly pressed his palms together, amplifying the pressure on Sayuna Hatake.
"Though… you might not like how that meeting turns out."
Finally, Saitama curled his lips into a meaningful smirk toward Sayuna Hatake.
"You..."
Sayuna Hatake clearly understood something, but just as he tried to speak, darkness began devouring him, dragging his consciousness deep within his body.
Creak! Sure enough, another yellowish-brown coffin rose up behind Sayuna Hatake. He took several steps back and stepped into it.
Boom! The wooden lid slammed shut with heavy force, sealing Sayuna Hatake inside.
"This is truly a formidable warrior! The Legend of the White Fang lives up to its name indeed!"
Looking at the coffin containing Sayuna Hatake, Saitama muttered inwardly.
From memories of his past life, Saitama recalled how after Pain's invasion and Kakashi's death, Kakashi encountered his father—Sayuna Hatake—deep within his soul realm.
He shared his whole life with his father, not a word of blame—only admiration and pride.
Though he wasn't exactly sure how it worked, since Saitama had already summoned the White Fang through the Impure World Resurrection [a forbidden summoning technique that revives the dead under external control], he wondered whether Kakashi would possibly meet his father again after death.
Maybe it was just a lingering memory of Sayuna buried deep within Kakashi, or perhaps merely an imagined apparition shaped by Kakashi's feelings for his father upon passing.
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