Konoha's Barrier Master

"That's right, teacher, that's right."

Uzumaki Makoto appeared to agree, and for the first time he called Orochimaru his teacher, his words were filled with admiration.

There is recognition.

"Who can not be greedy?"

He asked a question but Orochimaru didn't answer.

After a conversation, he had become very interested in this child.

He also learned something about him through words, as words are the best carrier of thoughts.

It was precisely because of his understanding that he knew that this nine-year-old, who had just come to Konoha after being separated from his family, was exposed to the protection of the cold outside and the ninja world. The child was very thoughtful - he did not mean to ask for an answer in his words.

As expected, Uzumaki Makoto then denied it.

"No one is human and can't be greedy."

"There is original sin! There is a mark engraved in the bone marrow and deep in the soul, a seal of indestructibility."

"This is something that is present in people from birth. The nature of things is to plunder, and at the same time there is supreme evil, but also to gain, and great love."

"It is precisely because greed has both good and bad qualities. It can bring destruction and destruction to people, but it can also bring progress and development."

"No one can live without it."

"And we all look directly at greed. Only those guys know how greedy it is to pursue eternal life."

"There is a bottomless abyss that can never be filled. The depth of the appetite is so deep that even ordinary people dare not stare at it. Even my own nature may have to fill it in the pursuit. After all, there are gods, and this has to be faced in the realm. Yes, dilemma.”

"Even if such a difficult narrow escape is not even a glimmer of success, what is possible is blocked in front of me, and things have to be torn into pieces and reduced to dust."

"This is me, the persistent teacher."

he asked.

"Will you persist?"

Orochimaru chuckled: "Of course."

The two people who answered looked at each other and their eyes collided silently in the space, but it seemed like an invisible electric arc with blazing heat and thunder colliding and entangled, splashing and penetrating the air.

There was a crackling sound, and the air that spread was vibrated away like ripples of water that penetrated and vibrated.

Well, if there was a comic book, there would probably be a scene like this.

In reality, the two people only glanced at each other and saw the deepness in each other's eyes. After realizing, they looked away - although both of them were rare and handsome, the man was especially Uzumaki Makoto, who had a more worthy appearance. Both of them are beautiful and beautiful, but neither of them are gay. Naturally, they don't look at each other, and their faces make their minds wander.

The moment they looked away, the atmosphere relaxed.

"Teacher, can you help me?"

Uzumaki Makoto put his hands in his pockets and his gentle smile was not at all the same as when he spoke just now, solemnly and Chuuji.

It seems like it was just a joke.

"You are really lazy, but you have me. As a disciple, shouldn't I have you to help me?"

Orochimaru also smiled.

He was pale and handsome, with a curved face and raised corners of his mouth.

Only the smile was obviously not smiling, making it impossible for people to feel his true thoughts.

"Throughout my interactions, I have never heard of a teacher fighting for his disciples' dreams or saying anything."

"Say, it makes sense, but I was reckless."

Uzumaki Makoto actually nodded and agreed with Orochimaru's words with a smile.

Just now, there was a joke in what they said, but they don’t know how to give, and no one can risk everything for the other. The most people can only support each other and help each other on the road of walking together. They are called teachers and students, but they are actually friends. Naturally, you wouldn't do this for others.

Both of them are like that in this regard.

And if there is Uzumaki Makoto, he will also devise a way to help Kushina live forever.But Orochimaru...

"Since the teacher doesn't agree, then you can give me a little trust, right?"

As Uzumaki Makoto said, he took out the scroll from his ninja tool bag that he had specially put in when he came this afternoon.

Even though the two of them were talking about each other at this time, they were very excited as if they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Friends might imitate the ancients at any time and go home holding hands and falling asleep.

But in fact, what I said just now was nothing more than revealing my dream.

In essence, those words were just a 'self-introduction'.

Who would give someone such a precious thing of trust just for the sake of introducing themselves?

I'm afraid not.

This was very offensive, but Orochimaru was not angry or concerned about it.

What you have is probably what your counterpart will also be like, and Orochimaru has temporarily recognized this.

So who do you have?

Really, is there such a well-behaved, obedient, and good disciple in front of a teacher?

Is there a person who loves the village enough to sacrifice everything for it?

Is there a person who can fight for his life at all costs for his companions?

This is not necessarily true.

In short, what kind of person he is? If he knows this well, how can he ask a guy who is similar to himself to hide his ferocious heart? !

They have a natural understanding of each other.

"Of course, why don't you tell me why I don't trust you?"

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Uzumaki Makoto's hand. What would be in the scroll?

"You have my first disciple."

"I'm very happy that you said that, but I can't believe it. Nothing in the world is without a reason, love is not without a reason, and hate is not something we had any friendship before."

As Uzumaki Makoto said, he put the scroll aside. The purple color on the wooden stake passed through the depth of Kanazawa, and the color seemed to have been stained by blood.

"Although we have a very happy conversation, I will not believe that you are like this. People will trust others without hesitation... Why do you say that? Really, because I have you as a disciple and because of me, cousin Or something else, I don’t know, the reason?”

"Very sharp."

Orochimaru agreed.

"The judgment is also very correct."

"It seems that you know me well, and you even showed a specific look. The purple-red color of the scroll is very rare. What is it used for... If you asked me to guess, you should have guessed that I would have you. Teacher, that’s why when the battle started just now, I wasn’t too shocked and panicked.”

"Furthermore, because of the unknown information, you have judged my general character. Although my words can be regarded as truth, they can also be regarded as passionate as a child... Although not many children will be like this... "

After a pause, he pondered for a few breaths and spoke as if he was thinking of words.

"clear."

"Moreover, you should not let the third person hear what you just said. The method... I said, right? A fellow-minded person."

After finishing speaking, Orochimaru stopped talking.

His expression was calm, as if he was not the one who said these heart-wrenching words.

"Yes, you guessed everything right. It's really amazing."

Uzumaki Makoto accompanied the handsome man who smiled, his face was full of embarrassment, but Orochimaru didn't think it was true. Although he was embarrassed, he was strong, but this kid was in control of the situation from beginning to end.

He provoked or penetrated every turn.

even……

No, it is impossible for him to live forever, and he hopes that he cannot know that he has no one to tell anyone.

No matter how powerful his intelligence capabilities are, he can detect a person's heart?

Orochimaru looked at the teenage figure in front of him, and the boy's eyes were disillusioned.

And the most suspicious thing is that he just came to the village, how could the young man be so scary, the source of the information?

"That's why I have to reveal my bottom in order to win your trust."

Uzumaki Makoto formed an illusion with his hands.

"Don't resist, okay?"