Aomi crouched down, looked at Hatake Sakumo lying in a pool of blood, and shook his head with a sigh.
If it weren't for him being here, even if Tsunade rushed over, Hatake Sakumo's life would be beyond saving.
This blade had precisely sliced open the main artery of the heart, even shredding the surrounding tissue…
Kakashi stared blankly at Hatake Sakumo, completely ignoring Aomi who was trying to save him, because years of training with the blade had made him extremely sensitive to human wounds, and in an instant, he understood his father's intentions.
This was a true desire to die, a sincere wish to end his own life, without a hint of hesitation in the suicide...
When someone truly wants to leave, it's always silent and resolute, never seeking anyone's opinion.
At this moment, the entangled thoughts in Kakashi's heart were swept away, as the decisive blade of his father cut him to the bone with pain!
He used to think that Hatake Sakumo indeed did something wrong, after all, he violated the iron rule of the ninja prioritizing the mission above all, even with the Will of Fire as a guarantee, there was still something off, his heart misled by public opinion.
In the original timeline, it took Kakashi over twenty years to slowly understand a certain truth—
A person who violates ninja rules might be trash, but someone who doesn't treasure their companions is even worse than trash!
And today, with Hatake Sakumo's resolute and silent suicide, Kakashi painfully understood that his father was wronged, framed, and innocent!
Kakashi's eyes turned red at once, and the anger stemming from deep within his heart consumed him; he desperately wanted to release his emotions but didn't know how—
"Aaaaahhhh!"
Listening to Kakashi's pained and distorted wails, Aomi joked with Senju Tobirama: "If this son of Hatake Sakumo were an Uchiha, he'd definitely unlock the Mangekyo Sharingan, don't you think?"
"Hmph, if he were an Uchiha, he would've already been out avenging his father, instead of hesitating as though he just realized Hatake Sakumo was wronged,"
Senju Tobirama shook his head: "Aomi, the Uchiha Clan has its strengths too. If you can earn their genuine respect, they would be your loyal allies…"
Aomi raised an eyebrow, wondering why Senju Tobirama was still talking about the merits of the Uchiha Clan at such a critical moment?
Enough already, the zero-score Hokage was abstract enough, continuing like this would turn him into Uchiha Tobirama...
Aomi shook his head, unconvinced. Is the Uchiha Clan truly loyal?
Perhaps they are relatively loyal, but even as powerful as Uchiha Madara, he still couldn't take a single Uchiha with him from Konoha, in this world where extraordinary power is concentrated in individuals, personal strength is the most important.
Even Naruto's speech jutsu requires a subdued opponent to work.
Senju Tobirama, not understanding Aomi's thoughts, sighed at Aomi's indifference,
Maybe another day, I'll think of a different way to change Aomi's stereotypical view of the Uchiha Clan...
"Aomi, for now, focus on saving Hatake Sakumo!"
Senju Tobirama scrutinized the fine chakra threads in Aomi's hands, having already recognized what Jutsu it was.
This was Kakuzu's Earth Grudge Fear, but it was mimicked with chakra, executing the same effect.
Senju Tobirama didn't ask Aomi this time how he learned it.
He didn't want to hear that familiar "middling talent" or "you won't be able to do it, huh," which somewhat bruised his pride as a genius.
Let it be, he was already numb...
On those chakra Earth Grudge Fear threads, there glowed a faint green medical Ninjutsu chakra, suturing Hatake Sakumo's heart, while simultaneously healing his wounds and replenishing his vitality.
The combination of Earth Grudge Fear and medical Ninjutsu forged this miracle of saving Hatake Sakumo, both indispensable.
This was no ordinary medical Ninjutsu; Senju Tobirama suspected that as long as there was still a breath, Aomi could snatch someone back from the Pure Land...
Even his brother Senju Hashirama's Un-Seal Healing found internal organ wounds tricky.
"Kakashi, quiet down..."
Aomi said softly, "You're somewhat affecting my ability to suture Mr. Sakumo's heart. Oh, right, is your blood type the same as your father's?"
From the moment he saw Hatake Sakumo fall, Kakashi had lost control, overwhelmed with tears, occasionally uttering incomprehensible words, as if he had gone mad.
Kakashi thought if given another chance, he would definitely forget the damned ninja rules and the damned Will of Fire, and first comfort the father who had always protected and cared for him since childhood; he didn't want to consider anything else!
But there was no chance...
When Kakashi saw that cut, he knew his father was doomed.
This was a cut made by Hatake Sakumo himself, the Konoha White Fang, that many enemies tried desperately to avoid but failed!
Especially under his own hand…
But hearing Aomi's voice, Kakashi regained some consciousness, removing his hands from his face, tearfully looking at Aomi and Hatake Sakumo—
Huh?
Kakashi widened his eyes, watching as Hatake Sakumo's complexion became rosy, his chest's gaping hole sewn together by magical chakra threads, as if a miracle was unfolding!
"Blood type, Kakashi." Aomi asked somewhat helplessly.
"Ah, ah, I have the same blood type as father!"
Kakashi suddenly snapped out of it, and immediately an Earth Grudge Fear needle pierced his arm, transferring his blood to Hatake Sakumo.