Naruto: Hatake Glory

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"This is the real me, and the real me is like this bird." Liu Mang was extremely surprised and looked at the birdman sitting across from him with his legs stretched out, and exclaimed in disbelief.

Liu Mang, who was wearing blue jeans, yawned and took off his glasses, "Whatever you say, anyway, you are me, and I am you."

"Don't talk to me about being an only child. No matter what you do, I won't end up like you. Look at you, you look like you haven't slept in eight hundred years, with those melancholy eyes and that decadent temperament, how can I look at you? "All alike"

"A guy who picks up rags on the street." Liu Mang in jeans put a flat mirror on his chest, raised his chin and joked, "Recognize yourself. In fact, we are just lazy people. We can lie down but not sit down, and we can sit down but not." Standing, you have to find something to lean on, and you have to hang it up if it doesn't matter. Isn't this the truest portrayal of you and me?"

"It seems, probably, seems, maybe, it's like this." Liu Mang nodded his head several times and suddenly hugged his real self, "Do you like money?"

"of course."

"Do you like pretty girls?"

"Definitely."

"What else do you like besides that?"

"Of course I'm going to sleep." Zhenliu Mang yawned again, "The breeze blew through Penghu Bay, and white waves stood on the beach. Do you still remember this tune?"

"Hahaha, how can I forget this? The breeze blows across Penghu Bay, and the white waves stand on the beach. In the days without the little girl, I feel lonely and alone. We are not alone now, brother, I have something to ask you."

The dripping tears blurred her milky white eyes, and Hinata looked at herself crying and walking across from him in surprise.

"You are the real me"

Hinata walked out of the real waterfall, her little face covered with tears.

"You don't believe it, do you? I'm crying every moment, wandering every moment, and it's you and me who can't find true support."

"No, it won't." Hinata shook her little head vigorously, "I still have a brother."

"Brother? But apart from him, what else do you have? What else do I have? Our Hinata family doesn't need a waste like her. Face your heart. Just like these tears, you have never hated me." The crying Hinata suddenly raised her face, and anger ignited under her face.

Secretary Hinata was frightened, "What are you doing?"

"Look, you are weak again. You can't even recognize yourself? We have hatred in our hearts."

"No, it won't happen. It's enough for me to have my brother."

"How long will you continue to hide? Have you ever looked at your heart?" The crying Hinata choked and cried, her milky white pupils filled with bloodshot eyes.

Secretary Hinata was startled, "You"

"Eternally fragile heart, eternally sad soul, it is because of you that I can never shed these endless tears. Now, you are escaping again, don't you even dare to admit your true self, Hinata Hinata?"

me

Secretary Hinata grabbed her clothes uneasily, looked at herself who was questioning loudly across from her, and staggered back two steps.

Hate, do I hate anyone in my heart? I hate my father or those who have bullied me. I don’t need it. I just need my brother.

"What are you laughing at? What's that posture of yours? If you want to defeat me, you should kill me." Hinata of Real Waterfall looked angry at the little secretary who spread her hands.

"This move is my own decision. Standing here is my own will. In the past, I could only cry and give up early on everything I did. I wanted to just accept my fate many times. It was my brother who saved me. You should also know." Hinata stroked the perfect circle with her hands until it swayed to both sides like a swan, "My brother always works hard to move forward for us, and I also want to stand by my brother's side forever. So no matter when, I have to take even one step forward.”

The white eyes that suddenly opened shot out two firm determinations, and Hinata launched a challenge with a sweet voice.

"The real me, or the cowardly me, can you understand this will? I have never escaped from my heart. I put all my hopes on my brother."

Fight

Two golden-faced, black-boned iron fans swung back and forth and collided with each other, causing them to clang and collapse, sending out large sparks.

Temari looks to Temari, Temari looks to Temari.

"You say you are the real me, but I don't believe it. What this waterfall really reflects is not the so-called reality, but the other side of the heart. People will always have various impulses, but reason But it allows people to distinguish which impulses can be acted upon and which impulses cannot be acted upon. You should be the thought I suppress in my heart."

"Very smart and rational analysis, but can you really stay rational? I don't like him. With your IQ, you should understand what this means. In other words, you don't actually like that man in your heart, and you don't like Kuchiki." Liumang.”

"What does it matter?" Temari waved her three-star fan indifferently, fighting with her so-called true self, "I don't like him, but I love him. You are not me, so you don't understand."

"We are one, what's wrong with me?"

The three-star fan unfolded with two clanging sounds, and the kamaita's lavender robes flew in the air. Temari looked at the other side and smiled, "Although we are one, we actually still have two minds. This waterfall will make the original one." My heart shows two sides, positive and negative. You are me and you are not me. Forget it, this battle is really boring, let’s end you here.”

Wind Escape Killing Formation

"Fakeness, or the suppressed heart, you have been suppressed by me, so what ability do you have to resist me?"

The harsh hurricane shattered the false reality, and Temari let out a roar of resentment before dissipating.

"I will come back. I'm in our hearts. You can never destroy me."

The three-star fan that closed with a clang clanged into the ground, and Temari stroked her hair charmingly, "It is impossible for people to eliminate themselves because of the existence of the opposite. I just need to keep suppressing you."

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The golden-white fireball and the jet-black shuriken jingled together under the intertwining flames.

Hong Dou looked at herself opposite, with curse marks all over her body, and pursed her thin lips charmingly, "This is the so-called reality. No matter how you look at it, you look like a crazy woman."

"Calling me a crazy woman is not the same as calling you. Our lives are full of betrayal and conspiracy. Why not take revenge? Why not follow the master?" Hokage Hatake Glory