Naruto: Hatake Glory

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Pushing open the door, Shikamaru stopped in front of the door shivering in the cold night wind.

Nara Yoshino and Nara Shikaku looked at him with complicated expressions, moved their mouths a few times, and finally sighed helplessly.

"When did you find out?"

"Sorry dad, you should have thought of it earlier"

Instead of calling him father, he addressed him as dad. Shikamaru turned around and his eyes were filled with tears.

Nara Shikaku looked at the roof of the shed lonely, and waved his hand outside after half a bowl of tea.

Shikamaru stood in the wind with tears in his eyes. Yoshino wanted to stay but couldn't open his mouth. The warmth was full of sadness.

"Let him go."

The husband who suddenly spoke looked away, smiled and sent his blessing, "Do a good job, my son should be strong."

"Dad"

"Let's go, this is not the place you should stay."

The father, who turned into stardust and dissipated little by little, slowly passed away along with the table full of food. When Nara Yoshino saw her husband leaving, she wiped her tears, ran towards her son in several strides, opened her arms and turned into nothingness.

Shikamaru stayed there stupidly, watching his mother disappear without a trace before his eyes, his heart overflowing with scars.

The space in the dream collapsed, and the dreaming child grew up, but the heart was filled with sadness and despair.

"Why did you come to me?" Shikamaru raised his hand to wipe away his tears and asked behind him with blame.

Liu Mang sighed, complaining and blaming himself, saying nothing.

After a long time, Shikamaru finally turned around, his eyes no longer confused, "What should we do next?"

"Continue to find someone."

"Who to look for"

"Our companions."

With a pointing finger, the dense red light changed again, and the two people appeared in front of the Konoha Ninja School. The two girls ran over side by side.

"Sasuke is mine, Sakura, don't even think about taking it from me."

"Stop talking in your sleep Ino, Sasuke is mine."

"its mine."

"its mine."

"You get out of the way."

"You should get out of the way."

With their foreheads touching their heads and their shoulders squeezing each other, the two girls who were flying wildly passed by with a rumble, and the dust they rolled up sprayed Ryumang Shikamaru's head and face.

After a while, Shikamaru sighed, "When did you realize that something was wrong with me?"

"Two years ago." Liu Mang rolled his eyes angrily, "In order to find you, I turned Konoha upside down, and all the ninjas observed it carefully. However, in the end, there was no problem at all."

"Then how did you find me?"

"The biggest problem is that there is no problem." Liu Mang casually took a fallen leaf floating in the air and sighed, "The world created by Madara using genjutsu is ultimately different from reality. Many people appear based on their memories, so the problem is Here we come. The previously hidden villages of the Five Great Countries have long been obliterated by the Ten-Tails, and many people’s memories are incomplete. Naturally, there will be problems with the villages created based on these memories.”

Pointing to the old man on the street, Liu Mang shook his finger at Shikamaru, "He will pass by here every day, at the same time, with the same expression, and with the same action."

"Are many people like this?"

"No" Liu Mang shook his head, "People who live like us are different. Ino and the others have a rich life, but your parents' generation is different. I think you should have been aware of this by society."

"Yes." Shikamaru nodded noncommittally, with an indescribable sadness in his expression, "Let's go find them."

With the help of Shikamaru, a top strategist, finding someone in the illusion is a hundred times better than trying to find an elephant blindly.

Although Liu Mang was happy, he was also sad. Isn't it too cruel to find people out of their beautiful dreams?

Perhaps, for many people, it is better to live this way.

Continuing the search with deep worries, Shikamaru relied on his IQ and quickly divided Konoha into 15 large areas and 38 small areas. According to Liu Mang's previous observations and reconfirmed intelligence, it would be possible All genuine products are marked.

"Why don't we ask each one?"

"This won't work. The world created by Madara is like building blocks put together. We can only pull out a limited number of them, otherwise we will be locked in it forever."

"Is that so? It was also because of this that you didn't dare to catch me out rashly before."

Rolling his eyes fiercely and glaring at Shikamaru, Liu Mang was speechless for this guy who didn't pick up the pot.

Time passed by more than two months. When the final target was confirmed, Liu Mang and Shikamaru were a little stupid. They never thought that they would encounter such a problem.

"Get out, get out quickly, don't hang around in front of me anymore. Get out, get out."

The ninja who slammed the door and sat back on his chair with a Konoha leaf on his head to protect his forehead began to cry under the horrified eyes of his wife and children.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Good girl, daddy is fine. Good girl, daddy is fine."

"Then why are you crying?"

"No, dad is happy, yes, happy."

Looking at his beloved girl with blurry eyes, Kusanosuke smiled dryly.

Why are you looking for me? I'm just a chuunin. Why don't you let me go?

With his weak daughter in his arms and his back against the door panel, Kusanosuke looked at his beloved wife's shocked and confused eyes and bit his lips hard.

"Dad, you're bleeding."

The chubby little hand touched her lower lip, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it. The three-year-old girl pouted sadly.

Outside the door, Liu Mang and Shikamaru were both speechless and very sentimental at the same time.

"Did we do something wrong?"

"I don't know." Shikamaru took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit the lighter and took a puff.

The curls of cigarettes floated in the wind, and the sun high above the head shone on the warmth.

He waited from dawn to sunset, and from sunset to moonrise. When the first ray of sunlight in the morning broke through the darkness, Kusanosuke walked out. As if he didn't see the two of them, he walked away at his wife's instruction.

"You can't escape."

"Don't bother me. I just want to live well with them."

"You know in your heart that those are all fake, and the real ones are dead."

"Shut up, they are still alive, my daughter is still alive, my wife is alive, they are all alive. Alive, you understand" Hokage Hatake Glory