My Mentor Danzo, I Am the Hokage

Monkey! You will regret it! Danzo! I am the Hokage! Bang! After the process was completed, Shimura Danzo, who slammed the door and walked out, returned to his most loyal roots. In the dark and closed secret room, the bandages covering the right half of Danzo's body were scattered, the old man's unique dry and rough skin, and his right eye that had been empty for an unknown amount of time finally saw the light of day again. The remaining left eye looked at the surrounding eyeballs filled with bloody magatama in glass vessels, and burst out with unparalleled enthusiasm. At the moment when he was about to regain his life, Danzo looked at the root kneeling in front of him with great interest. "When I become Hokage, the roots will be yours." "Really? Teacher." Shimura Sanha stood there and raised his head, but the three magatama Sharingan that the old man opposite him dreamed about appeared on the fox mask. "My stupid teacher, you are really old."