The silence in the wake of Kakashi's acceptance was absolute. The weight of his decision hung in the air, a solemn vow. Then Hana spoke again, and her words were not a validation, but a demolition.
**( but still i refuse to let you be hokage because your father and the fourth hokage clearly didn't wish you to suffer such responsibility at such young age , )**
Kakashi's single visible eye widened. The ANBU and ROOT operatives, who had just witnessed a moment of profound resolve, now stiffened in renewed confusion. She was rejecting the very candidate she had seemingly just guided him toward.
**( so you can work with jiraiya on raising Naruto after all he your teacher child, )**
It was a dismissal, but also a reassignment. A purpose, but not the throne. She was putting him exactly where she had decided he was most needed, next to the Jinchuriki and the Sannin.
**( also the other reason why i refuse you being a hokage you don't have brain to lead a village because you didn't study for it nor bother building political relationships or has any clear goals and i don't blame you because you are still a child comparing to the clans heads , )**
The insult was so blunt, so clinically delivered, that it couldn't even be taken as an insult. It was a simple, brutal assessment of fact. Kakashi flinched as if struck. She was right. He was a weapon, a tactician, a genius in the field. He was not a politician. He had never wanted to be. The truth of it was humiliating.
**( i can be a hokage but the reason that stop me from it is i know too much after all i am the one who killed the four corpses without using chakra or poison but no one can prove i did it , )**
The confession landed like a bomb in the silent room. Every masked head turned toward her. Kakashi's breath hitched. The air itself seemed to freeze. She had not just hinted; she had openly declared herself the assassin of the Hokage and his council. The sheer, impossible audacity of it was staggering.
**( i don't hate anyone on the village but this four stroke a nerve on me they planned to massacre the uchiha clan then move to the rest of the clans they planned to dismantle all the clans on the village on my viewpoint that is madness because they are too old and unrealistic it will lead the village to ruin destroying everything that why i moved they wanted to lead the village but got blind as they leading the village to ruin without being aware, )**
She laid out her justification with the same flat tone. It was not the rant of a madwoman, but the report of a strategist who had eliminated a clear and present danger to the village's structural integrity. She was framing their deaths not as murder, but as a necessary excision of a cancerous policy.
**( so they dead mysteriously will be better than them judged destroying everything they built from anbu and root to their clans it will a total mess , )**
Another cold, logical point. A public trial would have torn Konoha apart. This way, the village mourned a tragedy, not a treason. She had spared them a civil war.
**( you don't need a crown nor reputation to be a hero , )**
This felt like a personal philosophy, a glimpse into the mind of the woman who had just rewritten history.
**( root and anbu job is protecting the village it still the same just is me carrying a burden none of you could have carried , )**
She was not asking for gratitude. She was stating a fact. She had done the unforgivable thing they could not, to protect the very thing they had all sworn to protect.
**( so what are you going to do with this knowledge ? )**
The final question was not a challenge, but a test. It was the ultimate checkmate. She had handed them the truth of a regicide, her motives, and her continued command, all in one breath. Their reaction would define everything.
The reaction was utter paralysis.
The ANBU were trained to eliminate threats to the Hokage. But the Hokage *was* the threat she had eliminated. Their programming conflicted, causing a catastrophic system error in their minds.
The ROOT operatives were trained to follow the one in power, and she had just demonstrated absolute power—both in her act and in her confession. Danzo was gone. She was here. The transition was seamless.
Kakashi stared at her, his mind reeling. The woman had justified the murder of his Hokage, insulted his capabilities, confessed to an impossible crime, and positioned herself as the village's savior, all while offering him a chance to protect his sensei's son. It was a monstrous and heroic act intertwined.
He had no answer. None of them did. They could try to arrest her, but she commanded the very forces that would do the arresting. They could condemn her, but her logic was chillingly sound. They could submit, which is what they had already been doing.
They were not just in the presence of a leader. They were in the presence of a force of nature that had judged the highest power in the land and found it wanting. And then erased it.
The silence stretched on, heavy with the weight of the truth she had forced upon them. The question hung in the air, unanswered.
*What were they going to do?*