He nodded. This would be interesting.
On one hand he had Junko, a man who wanted to lead by example, on the other Kahako who wanted to lead with communication.
Still she then asked him a question. A small smile on his face he looked at the desk as he gave himself a moment to think about how to respond.
When I was young our village responded to threats with numbers. Someone would approach our gate with a couple of friends and a dozen powerful Cloud shinobi would be there waiting to greet them. Someone would attempt to betray the village and a dozen powerful Cloud shinobi would be waiting. We all had individual strength, you could see that in individuals like Masao, Rin, Ryuuto, Ryuujin, Karubin, Aion, Shinbatsu, but it wasn't that they were strong as individuals which made the village strong, it was that everyone in the village wanted the best for the village. Everyone wanted to let everyone else in the shinobi world understand that if you came to Cloud and sought trouble, then come prepared for your own funeral. It was said as a matter of fact, calm, relaxed. Simply a memory of a time past. He continued, his gaze rising from the desk to meet Kahako's, the small but friendly smile still on his face.
Shin was a great friend of mine, and he wanted peace with our neighbors. He sought this through passivity, through forgiveness, to show that no harm would come to anyone and that in kind and over time people would respond in kind. Unfortunately this also meant he was unable to identify threats as they came about. In reading notes about Isaki Hoshikata and dealings between he and Shin it seems that your previous Sennin, Kushin, warned Shin against Hoshikata, and was quite willing to kill the man. A threat had been identified by Kushin, one who would eventually take part in the murder of Shin, but Shin ignored his Sennin's words and tried to achieve peace in other ways. The smile slipped slightly, his eye dropped for a moment as he thought about his friends death, a memory far too fresh for Akira. His eye returned to hers again, a sadness in them at the loss of a friend, but a resolve in them that this wouldn't happen again.
My master Shinbatsu was Raikage for a very short time, but he had a reputation for his savagery. This was formed from his time as an ANBU, the numbers of shinobi he killed in service to Kumogakure. I wonder what kind of a leader he would have been if he'd remained in this world for longer. The resolve began to show through the sadness as he spoke, though his voice was still quiet, a wonder in it as he questioned what Kumogakure would have been like under Shinbatsu's leadership over a longer period of time. But so far he'd not answered the question. He leaned forward a bit, his eye now clear, the edge which had been in it earlier in the interview returned, the resolution in his voice clear as he went on.
I want the village to be like how I imagine it could have been under Shinbatsu. One where people once more take a threat and lay it to waste, one where no-one threatens the Raikage, or anyone in Cloud for that matter, and not in fear of that person themselves but because they know that the time it would take them to kill them is too long to get the job done before their own life is forfeit. I want there to be a level of fear to those not of this village and to those who would betray it. Enough fear that when someone who might normally antagonize a situation meets someone of Cloud, they hold their actions. That simply by coming from Cloud diffuses a possible situation.
I want the people of Cloud to have pride in their village to the point where the idea of not joining combat simply doesn't happen. That without question or hesitation we enter a fight with the conviction that we are not alone, that by the time we get to that fight there is likely to be a dozen others as well, that whoever started the fight, whoever started trouble in this village, that they will be beaten, and bloody, and understand that compared with Cloud, they are nothing.
His eyes were sharp, strong, there was a level to his words which showed that this is how he felt already. If anyone in this village was in trouble, anyone at all, he would be the first one there and would be there without any hesitation. If someone wanted to start trouble here, under Akira's protection, they started a fight with Akira himself. If they wanted a fight with Akira, then they would have achieved that. But what Akira wanted to truly achieve was that by doing this it wasn't only Akira they had picked a fight with. He wanted it to be everyone. Behind Akira would be every single shinobi of the village. Every single shinobi taking it personally. If someone dared to mess with Kumogakure then they were calling all of them weak, not just the one they were causing trouble with, but everyone.
When that had been achieved.
When people understood that by being a Cloud shinobi meant that they were all brothers and sisters. That each and every one of them would die or kill for the other.
That is when Akira would feel the village was strong.
After a moment he broke his gaze, looking back at the papers before him.
Shall we continue? He asked, the conviction in his voice gone, the moment past, they were two people in a room again and in an interview situation. The friendliness in his eye returned as it looked back at Kahako. Waiting to see if at this stage she wanted to ask him anything else, or if they should get on with what they were doing.