Naruto: I am not the villain

On the border of the Land of Snow, outside a remote small village, a team of carriages and horses were marching slowly along a rugged path against the light snow.

In the center of the team, there were five strong men pushing five carts full of cargo boxes. The heavy goods and the muddy road were some. Even though it was still early spring, these few were quite strong. The man was already covered in sweat.

Behind these trucks, more than a dozen people followed scatteredly. These people were of different ages, gathered together in twos and threes, and burst into laughter from time to time.From a distance, this seems to be a group of farmers returning from the fields with loads, but if you look closely, you will find that each of them is holding a knife, gun and stick, their clothes are messy and damaged, and some people still have unknown reddish-brown stains on their knife blades.

After approaching the village, they let out a strange roar loudly. Then, some old, weak, women and children appeared one after another on the originally quiet road in the village. After they saw the trucks at the front, they all let out surprises. voice.

Among these villagers, an old man with a high status walked towards the convoy first and asked loudly as he walked: "Is everyone okay? How is the harvest?"

"Hahaha, we will get rich this time!"

A strong young man with a somewhat similar face to the old man walked quickly out of the back of the motorcade with a proud smile on his face.

"No one of us was injured this time. Those people were a bunch of rubbish. I went up and chopped the leader to death with one knife. The others almost peed their pants in fear. They ran faster than rabbits, hahahaha... "

"That's right, village chief, it's all thanks to brother Fujino this time. These cars are full of liquor. Let's celebrate tonight!"

"Village Chief, Fujino is stronger than an ox. I saw with my own eyes that he almost chopped off that man's body. You have a successor, and you must treat him tonight..."

The adulation from everyone made the strong young man instantly become the focus of the audience, especially the eager looks from the women he liked very much, which made his heart feel hot.

"Hahaha, please stop praising this brat and transport the goods back first. Tonight..."

The old man was just about to invite everyone to his house tonight to celebrate the "big harvest". Suddenly, a scream that suddenly stopped came from behind, disrupting the cheerful atmosphere.

"what!"

The strong young man instinctively turned his head to look, but he felt something cold touch his throat. Then, the power he was proud of spurted out from his throat, and his vision quickly blurred. Before he was completely plunged into darkness, he could faintly hear his father's terrified screams.

"Ninja!"

The old man took a few steps back and collapsed on the ground. At this time, all his attention was focused on the two white figures that appeared in front of him like ghosts. The fear of death filled his mind, and even his son's blood was flowing along his mottled beard. Not even a drop was found.

"You... who are you?"

The old village chief mustered up his remaining courage and asked "loudly" a nonsense question that was sure to get no answer.

As expected, the two people didn't hear the old village chief's gnat-like question at all, and just started chatting among themselves.

"It was the sound made by your target. You lost again, so we are tied again." A ninja wearing a snow-white ninja uniform and a snow wolf mask said frivolously to his teammates. From the voice and the figure, this She seemed to be a young woman. Her voice was magnetic and unexpectedly pleasant.

"You cheated again," another person wearing the same ninja uniform and a white eagle mask responded. This person was taller and stronger. He looked like a man. He spread his left hand, revealing a remaining The bloody Qianbon said helplessly in his tone, "How could you use Qianbon to stab that person in the butt?"

"This is called wisdom!" the kunoichi said cunningly, "Can a loophole found by one's own skills be called cheating?"

"Okay, okay~ You win this time." The man had no intention of quarreling with his companions in the snow, let alone such a playful competition. He shook his right hand and shook away the snow and blood from Kunai, "First Let’s get down to business, this is the last bandit den that needs to be destroyed.”

Finished!

The old village chief had thoughts of despair. After his previous inquiries were ignored, his remaining courage also dissipated. Various stories describing the power and bloodyness of ninjas had long been engraved in his heart, which made him unable to resist at all. Desire can only be prayed to various gods from the bottom of my heart for a miracle to come.

"Wait!" The kunoichi stretched out her hand to stop her companion.

The man turned his head and cast a questioning look, as if to say: What are you trying to do again?

"I won this time, and this action must be carried out according to my rules," the kunoichi pointed at the villagers in front of her, "Let those children go!"

I don't know which god heard the old village chief's prayer, and a miracle actually happened. The kunoichi felt a little sympathy and wanted to spare the children.

Yes, the old village chief heard it, it was just the children.

However, he also wants to live!

The old village chief's mind was running wildly, trying to find a way to survive with his years of life experience: Listening to the conversation (love) between these two people, it seemed that they were not the kind of killing machines, especially the kunoichi. She still retains the kind nature of women, and as long as she can inspire a little more sympathy from the kunoichi, she might be able to survive!

The old village chief's brain was overloaded in an instant. This time, he definitely performed beyond his normal capabilities. It only took a moment to figure this out.As soon as the kunoichi finished speaking, the old village chief knelt down to the kunoichi and said with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you, sir, thank you!"

Immediately afterwards, the old village chief knelt down to the male ninja and cried: "Sir, we old, weak, sick and disabled people have never done anything bad. We are all innocent. Let us live. We will not dare to be bandits in the future. I will definitely farm my land and pay taxes."

bang, bang, bang...

The old village chief kowtowed vigorously. Behind him, the old and weak women and children who had been silent all this time followed suit and knelt down one after another, kowtowing and begging for their lives.

"Please, sir, spare our lives."

"We only work in farming and have never done anything else."

"We are all good people!"

The villagers kowtowed very hard, more seriously than any other sacrifice or worship before, and soon some people kowtowed their heads.

The male ninja looked at these arrogant people with interest, and his heart was filled with contempt:

The country of Snow is poor and has a harsh environment, so it is not suitable for farming. When the years are good, ordinary people can still survive. But once there is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it is not easy to talk about not having enough to eat, let alone to pay for it. Those high taxes are driving people to death.

Therefore, almost every year in the Land of Snow, people flee into the mountains to avoid taxes, and it is not uncommon for entire villages to evade taxes like this one.

From the male ninja's point of view, tax evasion is not a big deal. He himself doesn't look down on those useless nobles who only know how to eat, drink and have fun, but...

The male ninja glanced at the blood stains on the swords, guns and clubs from the corner of his eyes, and there was no trace of warmth in his cold eyes.

Eating steamed buns with human blood and calling yourself innocent?Did he really think his companion was the Holy Mother?

?

The male ninja turned his head and looked at his companion, his eyes full of teasing. The meaning was obvious: You caused this, what should you do?

The kunoichi rolled her eyes at her companion, walked up to the old village chief, looked down at the humble and pitiful old man, and then... kicked him in the neck.

With a "click" sound, the old village chief flew to one side and hit a big rock. His head was broken and bleeding, and his neck was bent sideways at [-] degrees. He could not survive.

"Hey, don't get me wrong."

The kunoichi looked at the villagers kneeling on the ground, and ruthless words came from under the snow wolf mask, "I kill people for the mission. I don't kill children because I don't want to kill children. It's not because I am innocent or deserve it, or What other messy reasons.

and……

Are you considered innocent good people? "

The kunoichi sneered and pointed back at the dead bodies on the ground, "From the moment they waved their butcher knives, from the moment you enjoyed the plundered food, you... were already worthy of death!

Since you do evil, you must be prepared to face punishment. This is the law of the human world! "

The kunoichi turned sideways and looked at her companions. Her words seemed to be explaining to the villagers, but they were actually expressing her position to her companions - I will not be overly sympathetic!

After hearing his companion's statement, the male ninja did not reply directly. He put away his kunai and walked towards the village.

"I'm going to see if there are any supplies available. I'll leave this to you."

He didn't look back. Since his companion had given a guarantee, he only needed to give him enough trust.

This is the tacit understanding between the two of them!

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"Crack... crack..."

A small bonfire was lit in the largest house in the village. The flames rose and dissipated the slight chill of early spring.

This was the last house, and it was also the largest and seemingly widest. It seemed to be the village chief's residence. The male ninja had high hopes for it, and he searched more carefully.

With a "praise", when the last removable item except the load-bearing wall turned into a pile of domestic garbage, the male ninja looked around, looking at the home search site created by himself, and shook the money bag in his hand. Nodding with satisfaction, he finally finished his work and walked towards his companion who was sitting cross-legged by the campfire to keep warm.

"A group of children have no food, no tools, and no wilderness survival skills. They are destined to die. Why bother?"

The male ninja took off his mask, revealing a handsome face that could drive nymphomaniacs crazy. His experience different from ordinary people made him more mature, making the fifteen-year-old boy look more like a twenty-year-old youth, only 1.6 meters and [-] meters tall. The heights on the left and right are a bit inconsistent.

He looked at his companion, whose mask had already been taken off and put aside. The light of the fire made the girl's delicate face even more charming.

The kunoichi stretched her waist. The slightly thick winter coat made it impossible to see her figure, but it would certainly not be too prominent. You know, a truly good figure cannot be concealed!

She said in an indifferent tone: "If you die, there is no hope. As long as you live, miracles will always happen. If you don't try, who knows?

They are all dead, and we have successfully completed the mission; if someone is lucky enough to survive, then we have also witnessed the occurrence of a miracle, and it is not a loss no matter what. "

"It deserves..."

Hearing that his companion once again brought up this theory and forced himself not to lose money, the young man wisely stopped the topic.

Ever since his young brother died on a certain mission, his companion had inexplicably established this rule. After many attempts to persuade her to no avail, he no longer adhered to it. At most, he only reminded her after she fell ill to show that he did not An attitude that I dare to agree with.

PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder, is normal. What old ninja doesn't have some mental illness?

Some are lazy, some are greedy, some are crazy, some are coquettish, some are greedy for life, some are desperate, some regard friends as treasures, and some abandon companions like worn shoes.

Not to mention, just like the logistics manager in his own organization, I heard that he was also a powerful ninja in the past and killed countless people.Later, after a near-death encounter, he became extremely afraid of death and was completely disabled. If he hadn't still had some qualifications and management talent, he would have been thrown out to fend for himself.

Compared to that one, this girl's quirk is nothing to mention. It has no impact on her strength, and the girl won't let her quirk delay the execution of her mission. This is enough.

Is it okay for a ninja to have some mental illness?

As for violating the so-called ninja code...

As long as it can make the girl feel happy and relieve her obsession, let that bullshit ninja code eat shit!

The only thing worth worrying about is that if you cut the grass without eradicating the roots, there may be endless troubles in the future, but...

The young man then thought about it and realized that he was not weak in strength and could be considered a genius. Those children whose oldest was only ten years old wanted to grow up to be able to take revenge. Why would they have to wait ten or eight years? By then, he would be 25.

It would be a surprise enough to live to that age, what else could you ask for?What bike do you want?

Huh?

The boy frowned.

What is a bicycle?And where did you learn about PTSD just now?Why did such a sentence suddenly pop up in my mind?Still smells like dirt?

etc?What's the smell of dirt?

Just when the young man racked his brains and found nothing, and almost suspected whether he was under an illusion, the girl brought him back to reality with a question that contained infinite philosophy.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

"...I'll make whatever you want to eat."

"Ha! If I knew, why would I ask you?"

"Then...eat stewed potatoes? I just found a lot from the cellar, but I didn't find any pork. Stewed potatoes without pork would have no soul!"

"It's up to you, I'll go for your convenience."

The young man suddenly stood up and walked out quickly. His appearance looked more like he was running away than looking for something.

"We've run out of toilet paper. Sorry, I forgot to grab some just now. I'll go look for it again."

"Come on!" The girl grabbed the boy, "You can just cook in peace! I can just use this, I'm used to it."

The girl raised the book in her hand, and there were four big characters written on it - "Ninja Code"!There are a few small words below - Between Thousand Hands.

Looking at the book, which had a intact cover but was at least half as thick as before, the boy's mouth twitched, "Are you reading one book and using another? The number one god in the ninja world is crying."

"I want you to take care of it!" The girl raised her fists, which were extremely white and tender from wearing gloves all the time, and said in a cute and fierce manner: "Hurry up and cook!"

The two of them quickly shared a pot of food with unknown ingredients and lacking in color, flavor and flavor. They were both professional ninjas and had never trained as chefs on the side. Their requirements for food were not high - just enough to satisfy their hunger.

And they don't want to cook, probably because making such a dish for each other would feel a little... shameful?

Well, anyway, they also know that the other party will definitely not care about this. Perhaps, this can be regarded as a little affection between the two of them.

Night in the wild is the most boring. The black night weakens the travelers' perception, but provides excellent cover for the attackers in the dark.

Both of them are ninja elites who are deeply versed in the art of assassination. They have successfully assassinated targets under the cover of night many times, so naturally they will not be careless.

As for talking all night long, you and me, hey hey hey hey?

Don’t even think about it!

If you have this time, sleeping a little longer is the best thing to do.You have plenty of time to do this kind of frivolous thing when you get back, so why rush it?

Only a few people who truly stand at the top of the ninja world are qualified to wander outside.

Obviously, today's boys and girls are still far from that level...probably.

The girl spread out the bedding she had found, lay down in her clothes, and yawned.

"This kind of mission is better. You have food, drink and a house to live in." The girl cast a faint look at her companion. "It would be better if there is another bed."

"Well, there are many people who like to hide treasures in beds. Half of the loot this time was hidden under the bed board." The young man was a little lack of confidence and interrupted, "Go to bed quickly and replace me later. I really I’m a little tired.”

The girl snorted softly, "Then you have to cheer up. I heard that there are snow monsters around here, bad boys who specialize in stealing food at night and not sleeping."

"Where did you find out all this?"

"Those villagers."

juvenile:"……"

These two sentences contained so many flaws that he didn't know where to start.

"Let's not talk about how you learned about this rumor from the villagers you killed. It was obviously made up by parents to let their children go to bed early so that they could have fun!" the young man complained with empty eyes.

"Besides, I'm a good person. Even if there are monsters and monsters, they can't find me."

"Is~ is~ a 'good guy' who has killed less than a hundred people?"

"Does the mission count? We are just a knife for others. The real bad ones are those employers." The young man patted the sharp blade behind his back and said, "Just like my knife, I used it to kill countless people. Now Now it is still as cold and sharp as ever, who can say that it is not a good knife?"

"A good man and a good sword, don't they mean the same thing?"

"Ha, it's just the same word, how come there are so many meanings?" The young man put his hands behind his head, leaned against the wall, crossed his legs, and said with a smile, "Anyway, I think they are all the same."

The young man's face was smiling, but there was a firmness in his clear eyes - this turned out to be his true thoughts!

As expected, the eccentric girl's teammate is not a normal person, but a lunatic with erroneous views.

"Yes, yes, it's all the same..." the girl said perfunctorily. Perhaps she was aroused by the boy's words. The girl actually looked a little melancholy and asked softly, "Hey, do you think those children can survive?" Going down?"

'They probably won't survive. '

The young man thought so, but looking at the girl's distressed look, the young man hesitated to speak.

"Who knows?" The young man put his head in his hands and leaned against the doorpost. He was not good at comforting his lover, but he was better at changing the subject.

"You also know that apart from you, whether others are good or bad, I don't care at all.

In this life, I just want to live like this.

Being with you, doing tasks, and living life, this is my biggest dream. "

"You! Can't you live a positive life?" The girl looked at the boy dumbfounded, feeling both sweet about his confession and angry about his lazy temper.

"There's no way to save it, that's it. Maybe something will happen to me one day that can make me change my mind.

However, that kind of thing is usually not good, and I would rather not encounter that day. "

Naturally, the girl knew who the boy was, so she took the initiative to end the conversation and fell asleep.

Again, is it okay for a ninja to have some unhealthy views?

Before going to bed, the girl felt the boy's steady breathing and thought happily: Today is another normal day, so good...