The silence in the office was absolute, the weight of their collective decision pressing down on them. Then, a faint, almost imperceptible curve touched Hana's lips.
**( i like your answer, as the new hokage to be , )**
The words were simple, but they carried the weight of a coronation. She reached out, her fingers closing around the brim of the white and red hat. She did not place it gingerly upon her head. She put it on with a definitive, final motion. The symbol of Konoha's leadership was now worn by its most unlikely and dangerous ruler.
**( i will change root rule of killing each other as a graduate test, but now follow me )**
The order was issued not just to ROOT, but to all of them. She turned and walked out of the office, not checking to see if they obeyed. They did. Kakashi, the ANBU, the ROOT operatives—all fell into step behind her, a silent, deadly procession moving through the darkened halls of the tower and emerging onto the roof under the blanket of stars.
The night air was cool. Hana walked to the edge of the roof, the Hokage Monument looming behind her, the four faces of her predecessors watching her back. She looked out over the sleeping village, then up at the sky. She took a breath, and when she began to sing, she infused her voice with Wind chakra, amplifying it until it washed over every rooftop, seeped into every home, and echoed in the ears of every waking citizen.
*(" The tides of the past
Turned my aching scars to hardened scales
My breath, a coming storm...")*
The song was the same, but now it was not a private lament. It was a declaration. It was a war cry. Across the village, people stirred in their beds. Shinobi on night watch froze, their heads snapping toward the Hokage Tower.
*(" My bloodline, my roots
Buried deep within, beneath my skin
My heart, drawing the thunder's hymns...")*
As she sang, she began to unseal her chakra. It was not a slow trickle. It was a dam breaking. A monstrous, suffocating pressure erupted from her, a palpable, raging energy that felt ancient and furious. It was not the cold, malicious hatred of the Nine-Tails, but the raw, untamed power of a primordial storm. It was on the level of a Tailed Beast.
*(" Cold steel sharpens, tempers my scorching bones
The storm, a song tearing from out my throat
Legends guide and shape me
Forging me in agony...")*
The chakra swirled around her, a visible vortex of power that whipped at the clothes of those behind her. On the mountainside behind her, the cliff face to the *right* of the Fourth's—Minato's—face crack and groan. Rock and dust exploded outwards not from an existing face, but from blank rock, as a *fifth* face was carved with impossible, terrifying speed. The features of a young woman with determined eyes and Uchiha features took form beside Minato's, a new, permanent addition to the mountain.
*(" Unveil my heart and song
Mighty roars that ring ever long
Cast off the dead and gone
The storms rage on
My eyes ablaze with light
Rising up to see the skies ")*
The final note hung in the air, mingling with the awe and terror of the entire village. The Fifth Hokage's face now stared out over Konoha, a permanent, shocking testament to the new era.
Her voice shifted, the song fading into a clear, commanding tone that still carried on the wind.
**( Hana uchiha now is the fifth hokage till a suitable candidate appears, )**
A simple, staggering announcement. No vote. No council. Just fact.
**( as the new hokage i ban anyone under the age of 16 on participating on wars , )**
In the Hyuga compound, Hiashi, standing on his balcony, jolted. In the Akimichi home, Choza let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. It was a revolutionary decree, a protection of the young they had never dared to enact.
**( also you young people you need to work hard if you wanted to be hokage you need the approval of the majority of the ninja clans heads and the jonins so it time for you to prove yourself by studying and working hard the village is rising up to new era that you will be all leading )**
She was speaking directly to the next generation, laying out a clear, difficult, but fair path. It was a call to meritocracy, not just legacy.
**( don't worry about failure because we adults still alive to help you , )**
A promise of support. A vow that the children would not be thrown into the grinder as they had been.
**( the village only reason for existing is to protect it villagers and ninja clans that the only reason we united to survive )**
She finished with the core, fundamental truth that had been buried under politics and power plays. It was the pure, undiluted Will of Fire.
The reaction across Konoha was a symphony of stunned silence, followed by a rising wave of emotion. Fear from the overwhelming display of power. Awe from the carving of the mountain. Hope from the protection of the young. And for the first time in a long time, a flicker of unity from a leader who stated their purpose so plainly.
On the roof, the ANBU and ROOT operatives knelt. Not out of mere duty, but out of reverence for the titanic power and unwavering purpose they had just witnessed. Kakashi looked from the new face on the mountain to the woman who had put it there. He understood now. She wasn't just a Hokage. She was a force of nature who had decided to protect them. And for now, that was enough.