Chapter 56 Shock! The Third Hokage...

"Wow, another day off." Logan yawned as he walked out of the washroom, stretching lazily in the refreshing morning air, 'Let me think, what should I write in the intelligence report to send to Akatsuki this time…'

Logan propped his chin, pondering seriously, 'How about the title says, 'Shocking! The Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen actually did this?''

'Women cried, men stayed silent, it was a bizarre story in the Ninja World, where Sarutobi Hiruzen surprisingly had a crystal ball that covered the entire village, peeking daily for amusement...'

"Tsk, tsk." Logan couldn't help but smirk, thinking maliciously, 'The news' shock title seemed to be very easy to use.'

In fact, what he said was absolutely right. And he also had long been harboring resentment towards the Third Hokage for having that crystal ball that could freely capture images of Konoha Village.

'Such an evil and shameless thing... Why didn't I have something like that?'

Well, Logan could only joke about it in his mind. He couldn't be so brazen in the wording of the intelligence he sent to Akatsuki. He'd better write a straightforward report like usual.

It has been a month since Obito and Zetsu visited and Logan agreed to join Akatsuki. At first, due to the difference in status, Logan was really nervous. However, after more than half a month, Logan realized that all his psychological preparations were in vain. There was no change in his daily life, and he was doing whatever he was supposed to do. He found it strange that he had been overly cautious.

Despite losing three stalking agents, Root didn't come to trouble him. However, Logan didn't let his guard down. He knew that this enemy must have remembered this grudge, and there was no telling when they would unleash a devastating blow against him.

As for regularly sending intelligence to Akatsuki, it is quite simple. Akatsuki has arranged their chess pieces in the Land of Fire, and Logan often went on missions outside. He just needed to pay attention and conveniently pass on intelligence.

As for the content of the intelligence, Logan's mind was filled with secrets from half the Ninja World, but he certainly wasn't going to obediently spill everything. Logan tried his best to pick out some things that were not important in Konoha Village and reported it to them. If they asked, he would just play it cool and claim it was strictly confidential and couldn't be divulged.

It would be a long time before Akatsuki's plans clashed with Konoha's, and Logan believed that Pain wouldn't be too concerned about it.

During this period, Logan focused on honing his Fire Release. He had already mastered the Fire Dragon Technique, but his progress in Genjutsu was average.

There are many interesting plots, treasures, and secrets in the original work. Logan has some plans in his mind, but they all required time, and if he didn't want to attract attention, his identity as the Captain of the ANBU's team was an obstacle.

After breakfast, Logan cleaned up his dishes and heard a knock on the door.

Knock knock knock.

Logan felt puzzled. He got along well with his colleagues, but because he always worked alone on missions, there weren't many people who would come to his house.

'Is it Aida-san, or a colleague from the ANBU who came over to give orders?'

Logan walked over, and his wild thoughts suddenly started to wander, 'Could it be that my identity was exposed? And they wanted to invite me for a 'tea'? And there were already a group of Ninjas outside?'

"Excuse me, is anyone home?"

A young and cold, but a little hesitant voice, sounded very familiar to Logan.

"Excuse me, is this the home of Raiden Hattori?" After a few seconds without a response, the boy's voice came again. This time, Logan reacted.

'Sasuke?'

Stepping forward a few steps, he opened the door. The figure that didn't reach his chest was standing outside the door. Sure enough, it was Uchiha Sasuke.

"Ah, yes, I'm here." Logan looked at Sasuke outside. The other party tried his best to remain indifferent, but probably because it was rare for him visit to someone, his small face blushed slightly.

Logan remembered the day when he passed the note to Sasuke at the Uchiha Clan's mourning hall, with his name and address on it. At that time, he said if Sasuke is in trouble, he could come to look for him... But seeing Sasuke's expression upon receiving the note, Logan thought that it was unlikely for Sasuke to come.

"It's you, Sasuke..." Logan said, "You didn't go to Academy today?"

The nervousness in Sasuke's eyes faded a bit, feeling thankful that Logan still knew his name. It would have been awkward if he couldn't remember... As he had spent a long time last night deciding whether to come.

"Yeah, it's a day off."

"What's up?" Logan asked. Seeing Sasuke's awkward look, he thought, 'He was only an eight-year-old child after all.' Then, he stepped aside and said, "Come in and sit down first."

Looking at the courtyard and the house inside, Sasuke nodded.

After boiling water and brewing tea, in the living room, Logan sat down in front of Sasuke, who was sitting up straight. Logan felt a bit amused as he cleared his throat, "Well... how have you been lately?"

Sasuke took the tea and thanked him. When he heard Logan's question, he tried his best to maintain eye contact with Logan and said calmly: "No problem."

"Well, that's good." Yu Xiaobai chuckled and said, but felt that this is not a good topic for conversation. Logan glanced at Sasuke's seat and suddenly remembered that this was where Itachi had once sat. He also held a cup of tea like this back then.

"Raiden-san, when you last visited my house, were you acquainted with any Uchiha clan members?" After a long pause, Sasuke carefully formulated his question and asked.

"Oh, that." Logan's gaze wandered elsewhere, 'I didn't know anyone else, but I had a good relationship with Uchiha Itachi... Cough, I'm afraid that if I said it, Sasuke would immediately turn hostile.'

'I do know him... We have an okay relationship, went on a few missions together...' Logan said hesitantly.

'Excuse me but, what's his name?' Logan felt uneasy about why Sasuke was asking these questions.

"Cough, I work in the ANBU, so it's not appropriate to disclose detailed information." Logan could only use confidentiality as an excuse to evade the question. In order to make his explanation more convincing, he even fetched his ANBU certificate from the cabinet.

"Hey, I didn't lie to you." Logan waved the certificate in front of Sasuke's confused face, as if he was coaxing a child.

'ANBU Captain?' Sasuke's eyes narrowed slightly. When he saw those small words, he immediately thought of his brother, no, it should be said that it was that man. He remembered that he was also an ANBU Captain.

Sasuke's initial doubts gradually dissipated, and then he looked at Logan with a piercing gaze, 'Is this person on the same level as 'that man'?'

"What's the matter?" Just as Logan breathed a sigh of relief that Sasuke was no longer suspicious, he noticed that Sasuke's gaze seemed off again.

"Raiden-san... I know this request is too abrupt..." Sasuke lowered his head and said with great effort, "The daily lessons at the Ninja Academy, and the things we're learning, I find them too slow. What the teachers are teaching isn't very advanced Ninja Techniques..."

"So, I wonder if… If you have time, could you teach me some things?" Sasuke pursed his lips. Asking for help like this took a lot of courage for him.

At first, Sasuke's plan was to first clarify Logan's background and then hope to learn more about Ninja Techniques from him. Since he had some ties to the Uchiha Clan's member, Sasuke thought he probably wouldn't refuse too much.

What the teachers in the Academy taught was too simple. And the person in front of him is the ANBU Captain. So, if he can give him some guidance, he should be able to learn a lot from him.

Logan hadn't expected Sasuke to say this, and he was stunned for a moment, 'Sasuke wishes I could mentor him, but aren't there still four years until his graduation?'

The familiar plot in his memory seemed to have been broken into pieces. For some reason, his mind was in a trance, and he thought of the manga.

The scenery before him, the living room, the tea, the tatami mats, one of the future protagonists was sitting in front of him.

Everything seemed like it could be instantly tinted black and white, falling in three dimensions and being reshaped in two dimensions. Lines attached, brushing, the pencil moving diligently, circles and squares of dialogue pasted on, frozen expressions, gazes, all turned into a storyboard.

'Will these be drawn in?'