(Naruto) Me and my two tubas

This was originally an ordinary and social day.

I went to the mission office as usual to plan missions for a group of kids, and then I met Brother Ban here - it seemed that he stayed up all night after a long run.

Brother Hashirama and Sister Mito rushed to Uzushio Village because of Konoha's sealing barrier. They shouldn't come in the next few days. It seems that Brother Madara will be stationed in the village for a few days.

Generally speaking, no accidents would happen at this time. Who would have thought that just early this morning, the Daimyo's envoy arrived.

To be honest, my first reaction at the time was that the great name of the Fire Country was Bengyu, and these people were mourning, so it came so early.

——Then I realized that Konoha’s intelligence is much faster than these messengers. The daimyo’s death guardian ninja will spread the news to Konoha, and how many ordinary people will do it? Are the day lilies cold?

The Twelve Guardian Ninjas are the escort team formed by Konoha for His Highness the Daimyo. It is a very good system.

Brother Ban was probably as confused as I was, so we received this old man politely, on the second floor of the mission office.

Because Madara loves to hold combat meetings outside Konoha, there is no furniture in the conference room on the second floor. I had to use wood to make up a set of tables and chairs with natural beauty. Unfortunately, these messengers did not appreciate it.

This group of messengers representing the will of the daimyo made a few requests seriously... which I found unbelievable.

First, Konoha's agricultural base needs to contribute taxes and offerings to the daimyo, and assume the warehousing functions of surrounding cities; second, Konoha must immediately stop collecting tailed beasts and exile the dangerous tailed beasts that have been captured. ; Thirdly, Konoha needs to make efforts for the peace of the Ninja Village.

To briefly summarize, the daimyo wants the output of the agricultural base, wants Konoha to give up or even send away the tailed beasts, and wants us to be less tough on the outside world.

At that time, I almost thought I hadn't woken up, so I looked at Brother Ban, and Brother Ban's expression told me that I heard it right.

"...The above is His Highness's will." The leading messenger babbled, "Your Highness is pleased that Konoha can prosper now, and he is looking forward to Konoha's future."

I suddenly felt that if these people were not ordinary old men with fragile faces, Brother Ban could throw them out.

Alas, after all, he is an old man, so he should not tear his face apart so cruelly.

So before Brother Ban broke out, I rushed to say: "Is it too early to wake up? I think you are dreaming."

Gentle? Yes.

*

Haruki and his friends squatted under the window, observing the progress of the negotiation all the time, their eyes flying wildly, and communicating with each other in silence.

Among them, Shikamaru had the most disgusted expression. His facial features shrank together again, regardless of the fact that he was facing the envoys. Danzo's expression was one of shock and anger, while Yuuto's expression was one of shock and anger. His face was disdainful, and he held the knife with his hands crossed; Mito Monobu clenched his fists, as if he wanted to jump up and join in the argument; Chinatsu lowered her head, and looked at the conference room eerily through her thick bangs...

All in all, it is very good.

Although Haruki has a natural talent, he is not stupid. Under the influence of his family, he knows the future direction of Konoha better than other friends.

He looked at the messenger, and his heart was in confusion.

Before the children could use codes and gestures to communicate their feelings, several acquaintances appeared on the stairs. The first was Senju Tobirama. As he passed by, he glared at the quails in the corridor. The intimidation effect was immediate. Among them, Hiruzen, Danzo and Kokagami stood up and lowered their heads.

Senju Tobirama didn't care about these little brats anymore. He strode into the conference room and said very bluntly: "The Hokage Daime is out. You guys came at the wrong time."

The messenger was indignant: "We have obviously sent the news——"

Then came Uchiha Izuna with a cold expression. He didn't even look at the children and walked straight into the conference room aggressively.

"Your Excellencies actually visited in the early morning. Is it because His Highness the Daimyo died?" He asked calmly, "Konoha did not hear the news and was unable to attend the funeral in time. We are very sorry."

The messenger almost wanted to vomit blood: "You, you, you—"

Finally, there was Uchiha Yuki. She probably came from the hospital. She was wearing a white robe. She smiled gently at the teenagers under the window, which greatly comforted the little hearts of the quails.

"What's the matter?" Ji stood next to Xing, "His Highness is seriously ill? Do you need our medical support?"

Due to Madara's disdain in front of him and Izuna's ridicule in the back, such an ill-intentioned suggestion actually seemed very mild, all because of the support of his peers.

It's a pity that the leading messenger is so used to being pampered that he encounters this scene of consecutive heart attacks for the first time.

On the contrary, the children outside the conference room showed up actively - after all, it is rare for the founders of Konoha to gather together.

Except for Qingshu, he would meet him once every year or festival on this occasion, and if he could add his parents, it would be a complete set.

But even a complete set is not as interesting as the team building in front of me, so Qingshu put his head around and watched it with great interest.

The envoy of the Daimyo didn't get much respect in the first place, but this organization suffered successive attacks. This was no longer a simple act of anger, but a complete explosion.

He loudly reprimanded the people in front of him who were incredibly young to him, trying to awaken their sense of shame: "Your Highness, everything you do is for the peace of the Fire Country! How can Konoha live up to His Highness's expectations? ! Not only are you ungrateful, but you have committed a huge mistake and are unrepentant!"

As expected, the messenger did not get the expected feedback. These young people looked at him as if they were watching a joke. The two women even laughed together after looking at each other.

The silver-haired woman still asked softly in that hypocritical tone: "Hey, what mistake did we Konoha make?"

"You disrespect the name, and you are provoking a war!" The messenger expected that these young ninjas would not be tasked with anything, and among them only Uchiha Madara was worthy of being looked down upon, so he said to Uchiha Madara, "Can the Land of Fire... What we are today is thanks to His Highness? His wisdom and martial prowess. A group of ninjas can have such a place to live because of His Highness? Mercy and tolerance——"

"Enough?" Uchiha Madara finally had enough. He slowly straightened up, "The farce ends here."

The next moment, these messengers seemed to have had their bones taken away, and they were trembling and paralyzed on the ground. He vaguely heard the black-haired woman saying: "Brother Ban, don't scare people to death."

"It's enough to save my life." The man replied, "Which one of you will go?"

"I'll go..."

*

Although we have known for a long time that there will be contradictions and conflicts between the Konoha Society and the rulers of the Fire Country, when it comes, I still regret those early investments.

We finally decided that Brother Tobirama would take these envoys to the capital to deal with the follow-up of this matter.

It’s simply an increase in workload out of thin air.

And that night, I actually dreamed again.

I didn't expect that I could fall into a dream all at once - I just, before going to bed, routinely thought about how to peacefully compete for the right to speak in the Land of Fire.

Ok……

?It's good. After all, I couldn't wait for the ending of "Naruto" in the last world. Maybe I can find the answer in this world!

Then I opened my eyes and found that the world was a split-screen operation, and Xing and Ji were not together. Not only that, the situation on both sides was... a unique environment.

Let’s talk about Maki first.

I woke up in a small room. The light in this room was dim, and the thin quilt could not block the cold air. Except for the rattan boxes neatly placed in the corner, there was nothing else in the room. There are no other decorations.

The chakra on the body is still there, but it has been greatly reduced. The Sharingan and Cangyan do not seem to have followed, but this is not a bad thing for this body.

Even without the Blood Successor, my skills are still there, and this level of chakra is enough to support ninjutsu.

I got out of bed and started to look around the environment - the lighting tool in the room was a candle, and the box contained clothes and cloths, either black or gray and white. The only bright color was probably a light red furisode with a box bottom.

Both the box and the fabric have family patterns. I have never seen this pattern before, so I don’t know which family it belongs to.

There was a small, palm-sized mirror in my clothes. I looked in the mirror.

Well, it looks like Maki, but I don’t know if the last name this time is Saito.

I walked out of the room. Outside the door was an old corridor, exuding the smell of old wood. Heavy rain poured in the empty courtyard. The houses not far away left only low shadows in the rain curtain.

Compared with Ji Ji, the treatment Xing received was much better.

Xing woke up on a soft big bed. The room was spacious and bright, and the surrounding decoration was magnificent. Moreover, there were electric lights in the room - although the style was a bit exaggerated.

Xing's body also inherited part of her strength and chakra, and her physical quality was preserved despite the Wood Release.

Every decoration in this room gives people an exaggerated feeling. The bed frame is carved with patterns of angels, virgins and roses, the curtains are layered, the white furniture is inlaid with golden metal decorations, and the tabletop is decorated with There is a large mirror and a dressing box, and there are books piled neatly on the table.

All in French and English.

I can read English thoroughly and at a good level, and French...

I felt some bumps on the floor under my feet, so I opened the thick curtains and saw... the port not far away. !

The appearance of this port is very different from the "seaport" in my memory. Let alone the large ships and containers, they are all gone. Even the ships wandering around the port are still steamships. The clothes of the people on the shore are particularly different. There are traditional costumes, exaggerated dresses, and even people dressed as samurai.

Why does it look so much like a Taiga drama? Is it the kind of Meiji-Taisho period?...

No, can't you? !

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a soft female voice said: "Miss, we are about to arrive at our destination. The master asked you to meet him."

Hiss...not good.

Although I don’t know what era this world is in, I think comics are probably dead.

The author has something to say: It really has nothing to do with the plot of Demon Slayer, and the characters won’t meet many of them. It just needs the background of the times.

So this time, the identity is Ji Jun, a defeated Chinese, and Miss Xingfu.