I, Giyuu Uchiha, am not hated!

After noon, in the forest near the fog.

A group of ninjas shuttled quickly among the trees. Except for the sound of their toes stepping on branches or the ground from time to time, there was no other sound.

Their faces were tense, and they looked like they were suppressing exhaustion. They were obviously performing a very urgent task——

Capture four young fugitives from the Taketori clan.

Three of them have black hair, and like all the Taketori clan members, they are rough-skinned and thick-bodied, making them difficult to subdue; the other has white hair, and although he is young, he can easily kill chuunin and is very dangerous.

Although these four people did not hesitate to kill the Kirigakure ninja who tried to intercept them when they escaped, the elder Yuanshi, who was responsible for the Mizukage, believed that these teenagers who "performed well" last night were enough to defeat them. In the next few years, he will become the backbone of Kirigakure Village and an important bargaining chip to completely recruit the Taketori clan, so it is best to capture him alive. Don't kill the opponent unless absolutely necessary.

One can imagine how the ninjas responsible for this mission felt.

His comrades were killed, his home was destroyed, and Yagura, a man she didn't like very much but was still a Mizukage, died inexplicably.

After experiencing all this and a thrilling battle all night long, they were actually responsible for "inviting" the most ferocious enemies back as guests? Just thinking about it is unacceptable.

The reason why this team didn't make a big fuss, but remained silent like evil soldiers, was simply because the Jonin who led the mission was a clan member of the elder Genshi.

"There's someone over there."

The reconnaissance ninja in the team pointed in one direction, "The chakra reaction is very weak. He is an ordinary person and should not be a target."

The leading ninja raised his hand. Everyone stopped immediately and waited in silence for instructions.

"You two, staying in the team will only slow down the others."

The leader turned his head and looked at the rear of the team, "Go over there and ask if they have seen any traces of the target, and then catch up with us at full speed. The rest of the people, continue moving forward with me."

After saying that, he took the remaining people and flew out.

Only the two young ninjas who were named remained where they were with ugly expressions.

"These bastards from big families suddenly became arrogant today."

The older boy among them carried a two-handed sword on his back and looked at the retreating team and said in a disdainful tone: "Yesterday, I only dared to hide at home and pretend to be sick, but as soon as I heard that Lord Yagura was dead, I immediately came out to point fingers. Huh, what about the 'genius boy' and the 'backbone'? It's not like the big families have negotiated and colluded, and Kirigakure Village has become what it used to be like before..."

"But... this is also a good thing for us."

Another young ninja carries an ordinary ninja sword. He looks more submissive and is probably in his early thirteen years.

As he spoke, he carefully looked at the expressions of his companions, "At least we no longer have to attack villagers who are unable to resist, and we no longer have to kill each other..."

When he noticed that his companion suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him strangely, the sword-bearing boy quickly stopped.

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

The boy with the two-handed sword said angrily: "If we don't kill those monsters with blood inheritance limits, how can ordinary ninjas like us ensure our status in the village? Besides, targeting those villages, the profits are very high, okay? No matter what Is it true or not, we can threaten the villagers. If they don't give us money regularly, we will report that there are blood heirs hidden in their village; if they don't give us money, we will kill them all and take away all their savings. Isn't this much safer than doing those dangerous tasks? They can't resist anyway...

"On the contrary, now that the policy has been cancelled, if we do missions in the future, we will most likely have to face ninjas from other countries. We won't know how we will die by then, okay?"

"That's right."

The sword-ninja boy blinked. He had just become a ninja, and he didn't expect that there were so many ways in it.

No wonder the village is getting weaker day by day, but there are still so many people willing to support the Fourth Mizukage. It turns out that this is the reason.

"But it's hard to grow as a ninja if you only fight against people who are weaker than you..."

"Why, you look down on us seniors? Growth? Doesn't the growth of ninjas require risks? Isn't it amazing that we don't deal with opponents who can definitely be killed, but insist on finding those we can't defeat? Humph, you After all, you are still too young..."

The boy with the two-handed sword snorted coldly, "Let's go and carry out the tasks assigned by the rich masters. It's probably another waste of time..."

The two ran in the direction pointed by the scouting ninja before, and soon they saw a figure walking on the forest path - two figures to be precise.

One person was walking, while the other was tied to a stretcher made of wooden bars and vines and dragged forward, but the speed was not slow.

"It should be them."

Looking at each other, the two immediately rushed to stop each other, but they were both surprised.

The person responsible for dragging his companion was actually a slender and petite girl, no more than ten years old at most.

"You two, what can I do?"

The girl's long hair was tied up, her skin was as warm white as a pear blossom, and her two violet-like eyes were as clear as a shallow stream, exuding a gentleness and kindness far beyond her peers.

The only thing that was a bit incongruous was the butterfly-patterned haori she wore that was obviously a few sizes too big, and the bloodstains on the knees of the white yukata underneath.

Of course, the strangest thing was probably that she was dragging a boy of the same age who was about the same height as herself but obviously much stronger, but she couldn't even breathe.

But because the butterfly ninja's smile was so rare in the iron-blooded place of Kirigakure Village, the two young ninjas who had never had similar experiences temporarily ignored this important doubt.

Seeing that the two of them didn't answer, but just looked at her in surprise, the butterfly ninja repeated his question again: "Both of you, are you stopping me for something important?"

With a smile on her face, her bright eyes swept over the weapons on their waists and backs, as well as the ninja bag hanging on their thighs, and finally returned to the forehead protector engraved with Kirigakure's mark.

Although from the outside, Butterfly Shinobi was not at all wary.

In fact, she had already untied the rattan connecting the volunteer stretcher around her waist, turned her back with her left hand, picked up a sharp branch under the stretcher with her fingertips, and was ready to take action.

Whenever Giyu's spirit is more active - such as breathing with the breath of the moon, opening the Sharingan or thinking about important things, the butterfly ninja can understand what is happening outside through Giyu's senses. Therefore, she already has a basic understanding of how ruthless, cruel and domineering ninjas in this world are, and she will never be defenseless.

"cough."

The older man coughed and woke up the boy with the ninja sword, who immediately said: "We are looking for someone."

He asked: "Have you seen four little guys around your age who are about the same age but move very quickly? Three of them have black hair and one has white hair..."

As he spoke, he nodded at the center of his eyebrows.

“Their eyebrows were shaved off and two small dots were painted with cinnabar instead.”

"Sorry, I don't know who you are talking about, and I haven't seen any children..."

Butterfly Ninja shook his head with a smile, "Actually, you are the first and second people I met today (in this world)."

As we all know, first impressions are important because humans are preconceived animals.

The performance of these two ninjas will most likely seriously affect Butterfly Ninja's view of this new world. She doesn't care to talk to these two people more.

"Like this." The sword-ninja boy had already expected this.

After all, with the way of the Bamboo Clan, if someone really witnessed their escape route, how could they let them go so easily.

Although that clan is stupid, they are not stupid to this extent.

He nodded and looked at his companion, "Senior, let's go."

"Wait a minute..." Butterfly Ninja stopped him, "These children you are looking for, won't they encounter any danger?"

Butterfly Ninja, who had adopted several orphans, was inevitably a little sensitive to such words.

In addition, Kirigakure ninjas have a reputation in Giyuu's subconscious as "weak and bad", and she worries that this is another attempt by Kirigakure to hunt down children with so-called "blood inheritance limits".

If this is the case, it proves that the dead Mizukage itself may not be the source of Kirigakure's "badness".

Hearing Butterfly Ninja ask this, the expression of the two-handed sword boy suddenly became cold.

When he mentioned the purpose of finding these "children", he became furious.

In the early hours of this morning, the Taketori clan, which had been suppressed by Goju Yagura, learned from some source that the Anbu directly under the Mizukage was absent, so Yagura was left unprotected. They went crazy and attacked Kirigakure Village with the strength of the entire clan. Nearly two hundred fighting maniacs with thick skin and no fear of pain poured into the streets and rushed towards the Mizukage Building, claiming to kill Yagura. After being stopped by the Kirigakure ninja, a big melee broke out between the two sides. The battle was still not over until sunrise.

But after paying the lives of nearly four to five hundred Kirigakure ninjas, the balance of victory has been seriously tilted.

Most of the Taketori clan suffered casualties, leaving only a dozen or so of the strongest clansmen still hanging on. As long as the ninjas in the village continue to besiege them, they can be wiped out in one fell swoop.

But at this moment, Kirigakure's senior management suddenly announced that the fourth generation Mizukage Yagura had died.

Now that the Taketori clan's goal of attacking Kirigakure has been achieved, there is no need to continue fighting, otherwise the clan will only end up being exterminated. The patriarch of the Zhutori clan was an old friend of Elder Yuanshi and immediately agreed to the proposal, but Elder Yuanshi still had to temporarily imprison them according to the rules.

But on the way to the dungeon, the white-haired boy who performed best among the Taketori clan suddenly burst out like a madman, killed the ninja who was guarding him and ran away, along with three other members of the Taketori clan. The young man took the opportunity to follow him and fled with him.

The ninjas in the village intercepted him all the way, but no one succeeded!

It is conceivable that most of the ninjas in Kirigakure, especially ordinary ninjas, would be very angry when they heard about this incident, so they demanded that the prisoners of the Taketori clan be severely punished.

However, instead of killing the remaining Taketori clan as a warning, the senior leaders of the big family clans sent people to "persuade them back"!

Now being asked again by a passerby, "Are those children in any danger?" The boy with the two-handed sword was already extremely angry.

He had been with his boss all morning, so he couldn't vent his anger and could only hold it in his heart.

But now, he has an opportunity.

In the worried eyes of his companions, the two-handed sword boy raised the corners of his mouth, walked to the side of Butterfly Ninja as if no one else was watching, looked at Giyuu who had his eyes closed on the "stretcher", and then asked condescendingly: "Speaking of which, what is going on? ? Who is he and why is he injured?"

"My father is a doctor near the swordsmith village. He is my father's apprentice."

Butterfly Ninja's expression did not change and he answered very calmly. She had heard this place name in Yiyong's mind and used it smoothly.

"Yesterday we went to the mountains to collect medicine. It was dark when we came home. He accidentally rolled down the mountain and became like this. I have bandaged his wounds, but if he wants to survive, my father will need to use the medicine himself."

"Really?"

The boy with the two-handed sword squatted down and reached out to lift off the cloth that was covering Giyu's wound, but the Butterfly Ninja took a step forward and stood between him and Giyu.

The boy with a two-handed sword who had always been feared and bowed down by ordinary people felt that he was offended and his mood became worse.

"Where are the medicines you collected? Why didn't I see them?"

He further asked, "Isn't that an excuse?"

"Of course not, you are thinking too much." The Butterfly Ninja took out a handful of medicinal herbs from the lining of Yuori's clothes, "Most of the medicinal herbs were lost because he rolled down the mountain, but there are still some left here. ”

Of course, these medicines were not prepared to prevent ninjas from interrogating them, but were left over to temporarily treat Yuiyu's injuries. Fortunately, Yiyong's belongings were placed at the bottom of the stretcher for convenience, otherwise it would be really unclear.

In order to convince the other party, Butterfly Ninja told the names and functions of the herbs one by one, but this only made the boy with the two-handed sword even more impatient.

"What a coincidence. The village had just experienced an attack, and there appeared a guy outside with wounds all over his body."

The boy with the two-handed sword smiled sinisterly, "Who knows if you escaped from the village during the chaos."

"I'm not from here, and I don't know which village you are talking about."

The butterfly ninja still maintained a smile, "If you have finished asking, please let us leave. My partner is seriously injured. If he is not rescued, he may not survive for long."

"What's the use of living like an ant? It's better to stay in the mountains and die."

A vein appeared on the right side of Butterfly Ninja's forehead, but his smile became even brighter.

The boy with the two-handed sword seemed to be unwilling to continue to embarrass him and turned to leave. Butterfly Ninja thought that she had managed it, and that she might not need to resort to violence on her first day in this world, and she felt a little relieved.

But at this moment, the young man suddenly turned around without warning, lowered his body and tore off the black cloth wrapped around Yiyong's abdomen, revealing the hideous wound.

"This is a wound punctured by a kunai, and you said you didn't escape from the village?"

The boy with the two-handed sword let go of his hand and threw the fragments of clothing that had wrapped Yiyong on the ground. He repeatedly twisted and stepped on it with his right foot. His right hand touched the hilt of the two-handed sword behind him and smiled triumphantly: "You know what a traitor is? What's the end?"

"Then you know, disturbing my patients..."

The butterfly ninja also raised his head that had been lowered just now. The corners of his mouth were still curved upward, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"What's the end?

"It seems that I can't get along well with someone like you."

I have never written about emotional scenes between men and women, so I don’t want to write too much about myself, so for the time being, 4,400 is updated daily, so I can keep it up and watch it together.

Pretend I didn’t say the above

——The author from One Day Later