Konoha Silver Lightning

Chapter 171
Wrap the bandage around the front chest and wrap it around, and put on a clean black tights.

Most ninjas like lined fishnet clothing, but Ginya doesn't like this style, and has always been lined with easy-to-move clothing.

After dealing with it, Ginya took the blood-stained bandages and clothes and returned to the bonfire. Under Igarashi's gaze, Ginya added some firewood to make the bonfire flourish again, and then threw away the changed clothes and bandages Into the campfire.

Crackling burning, mixed with some special smell of burnt protein, but after a while, under the rise of the flame, everything was reduced to ashes.

"These things must be disposed of, otherwise the smell of blood may attract wild beasts or ninja dogs to follow them."

Looking at Igarashi's gaze, Ginya explained.

Igarashi nodded.

She has known Ginya for two years. In her senses, Ginya belongs to the kind of person whose life is very monotonous.

Usually don't talk much, and will only give opinions at critical times.

Personality belongs to the kind of relatively low-key, not very pushy personality.

Igarashi has also seen a taciturn person, but Ginya is not that kind. Although he talks less, he gives off a calmness that does not belong to this age group.

He seems to be always thinking about something in his heart, and he usually stays in a simple way.

However, when performing the mission this time, he appeared to be very experienced, and he would not be exhausted from eating and sleeping in the open air, nor would he be afraid of facing a strong enemy.

His performance often makes people ignore his age and treat him as a mature ninja.

Very professional and reliable.

It's also scary.

Igarashi has never seen such a person, without sadness, without fear, only facing everything calmly.

Even when dealing with injuries, he refused to ask others to help. Rather than saying that he lacked a sense of security, it was better to say that he was full of vigilance towards his teammates.

The somewhat pale face after blood loss, the immature edges and corners, and the too low height told her that this was still a child.

And all his behaviors are in line with the conditions and style of a ninja, but that's it, it's terrifying.

Is he really only nine years old?
So Igarashi asked suddenly.

"Silver, aren't you afraid?"

Yin Ya frowned and asked, "Afraid? What are you afraid of?"

"Everything, like now, maybe now we are surrounded by sand ninja groups, waiting for an order, and then break in and kill us."

Looking outside under the cover of the branches, it was already night, Igarashi's words described the unknown fear, because this is not a joke, it is really very likely to happen.

"I have wiped away the traces as much as possible, and we have now arrived at the mission site. We can only wait until Nara Lujiu returns."

"If the sand ninjas really catch up so quickly, it can only be said that our fate is bad."

He has done the best he can, and the rest is beyond his control, and he can only resign himself to fate.

"Even if Teacher Lu Jiu comes back safely tomorrow, can we really escape, or in other words, the probability of dying in this place trampled by the war is very high."

In the face of always disturbing things, Igarashi confided his inner voice.

She sighed and said, "Even if we can escape, how long can we live? For example, you will either die in this mission or the next mission. As a ninja, this is fate .”

Ginya frowned slightly, Igarashi's current state seemed too pessimistic.

"Since you pick up a weapon, you must be prepared to be killed by others. If you die, your skills will be inferior to others. There is nothing to complain about."

"On the contrary, in such a world, if you don't take up arms, you will only be slaughtered wantonly by others. If this is the case, I would rather choose the former. At least my life must be in my own hands."

Hearing Ginya's words, Igarashi unconsciously thought of his family again, and couldn't help clenching his fingers.

All her encounters seemed to be answered in these two light words of Yin Ya.

If you don't take up arms, you will be killed, and if you take up arms, you will be killed, it's just that your skills are inferior to others.

this is the cruel reality
Igarashi's heart surged, and she looked at Yin Ya with an indescribable look, like sadness, pity, and hatred.

Then turn around and hug your knees again.

"Ninjas are nothing but executioners."

"He who beheads others will be beheaded by others."

Because it was during the two years in Konoha that she gradually learned about the profession of ninja. Compared with friendship and bonds, it is the cold-bloodedness that is ruthless to herself and even more ruthless to the enemy.

And it is precisely because of this cruel profession that brought war, plunder and massacre, and brought her, misfortune.

What she said meant something, referring to people who had the idea of ​​Yin Ya, as well as her own enemy.

Yin Ya didn't care, shook his head, and sat on the ground holding Bai Fang.

Because he knows that no matter how the world changes, there will always be a profession that becomes synonymous with war.

It's not about ninjas, there are no ninjas, there are samurai, or armies, whatever, it's just a derivative of fighting.

No matter how glamorous the coat is, it is essentially a group of tools to harvest human lives.

But Yinya will not define himself easily because of the profession of ninja, nor will he hate the profession of ninja because of other people's opinions.

But he has already walked on this road, what needs to be carried, what needs to be undertaken, what needs to be abandoned, he has already.
"I've already made up my mind."

With an understatement, the conversation between the two ended here.

Time passed slowly, and Igarashi calmed down behind, but it seemed that because of his words being a little heavy, he didn't take the initiative to talk to Ginya.

But Ginya didn't think about it, as the night passed, he didn't rest, and spent most of the time guarding outside the cave, while Igarashi had a nap in the second half of the night.

At this time, the sky outside the cave was already misty.

Yin Ya gently pushed away the vine branches in the entrance of the cave, his body was covered with a thin layer of dew, and he walked in lightly.

(End of this chapter)