[Naruto] Can one still die without the Sharingan?

ANBU Team 6 has no missions recently. Not only Team 6, but the entire ANBU team has had very few missions recently, because the entire village has been preparing for a big event recently.

This is the first time that the Kirigakure Village in the Water Country has opened up alliances with foreign countries, and they also give great face to Konoha who once helped them. The first stop for the alliance was not only Konoha, but also the people who came were of sufficient importance, and it was directly the Fifth Mizukage Terumi Mei himself.

Konoha became busy at the first moment after receiving the news.

The city's appearance, welcome activities, and security measures were all taken care of. From the mother-in-law and mother who were idle at home, to the baby Doudin who was still in school, everyone was busy with this alliance. The ANBU was so busy that he almost hit the back of his head with his feet, pushing off tasks whenever possible.

However, Itachi and Shizu, the two people who had just become official members, were not in the busy team. They were called by the Hokage at this moment.

"Itachi, Shizu, you two." The Hokage's voice was very kind, "Be my guard when the time comes."

"What?" She was silently wondering in her heart. This was not Jing's style. She always asked directly, "There are many masters and seniors in ANBU. Our strength is not yet mature!"

"It's not a matter of strength." Sandai sipped his cigarette holder, "If Shidu doesn't go on that long-term mission, I have to call him."

"I understand." Jing blinked.

"If, I mean, if." The third generation took a breath, "If the fifth generation Mizukage is not easy to get along with, just lower your heads and be submissive. With me here, she will not be as fussy as a child. "

Jing can understand why the third generation would do this, because in the entire Konoha Village, they are the only ones who have interacted with the new Mizukage, and the interaction is not that good. If the person is angry but does not let her express it, the two of them will Relations between countries and alliances are all unfavorable.

Jing and Itachi were walking side by side on the road back to their clan, kicking stones distractedly. Itachi just felt a little funny when he saw her like this.

"Didn't you analyze it clearly before and said that she would not retaliate? What, are you afraid?"

Jing didn't say anything, she just glanced at him with a look of aggrievedness, which only made her feel even funnier, and he finally laughed.

"What are you afraid of? I was the one who took action at that time. Even if she looks for trouble, she won't look for you."

"...If you don't look for me, don't you allow me to worry about you?" Jingqi yelled, turned around and ran away.

"Eh!"

By the time Itachi reacted, Jing had already run far away. He hurriedly chased after her, but Jing was not slow and would not be able to catch up for a while. Fortunately, just when his head was getting bigger, a villain rushed out from the intersection.

Sasuke was startled by Shizu's posture and had no time to move. Shizu was the same, but she was stronger after all, so she bumped into her and twisted her direction as hard as she could. In the end, she held Sasuke in her arms and lay on her back. It slid far off the ground.

"Ah! Sister Jing!" Sasuke was unharmed. He quickly got up from Jing's body, "You're bleeding!"

"The scratch is fine." Jing looked at her elbow where a piece of skin had been scraped off, and touched Sasuke's head soothingly, "I'm sorry, Sasuke, I bumped into you."

"Sasuke, Shizu!"

Only then did Itachi catch up. Sasuke looked at Jing who turned his head, and then at his brother who was a little anxious, and then he understood instantly.

"Brother, did you quarrel with Sister Jing?" Little Baozi, who understood instantly, yelled at his brother fiercely, "Look, sister is bleeding!"

"It's really okay, I just broke a piece of skin." Jing was helpless.

"That's not OK!"

Sasuke dragged Jing towards his home, but Jing didn't dare to break away or run away, and finally went to Sasuke's house.

When I went in, I sighed, it seemed like four years ago when I was last here?

"I'm back! Mother!" Sasuke called as he came in, "My brother is also back, and Sister Jing is back too!"

"Jing is here?" Mikoto came out wearing an apron and looked like she was cooking. She smiled softly when she saw Jing being pulled by Sasuke.

"Aunt Meiqin, excuse me." Jing blushed a little, she was back no matter what, this was not her home, it was only for her to disturb.

"Mom! My brother and sister had a fight!" Big-mouthed Sasuke continued, "My sister is even injured!"

"What?" Mikoto's smile disappeared and her tone became more serious.

"No, no!" Jing just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, "We were running in a training competition! I accidentally fell it myself!"

"Really?" Mikoto glanced at her eldest son, her eyebrows moving slightly.

"Yes Yes!"

Jing Kuang nodded, and in order to dispel Mikoto's doubts, she even grabbed Itachi's hand. Seeing this, Mikoto's expression seemed to soften a little, and she raised her chin.

"The medicine box is at the door, Itachi, you go."

"Ok, I know."

Jing really wanted to find a crack in the ground and burrow down at this moment.

It was still a while before dinner time, and she was forced to be bandaged in front of the table in the living room. In front of her was Sasuke, who was staring at her, and on the side was Itachi who was holding her hand. The strength was not strong, but there was a feeling that she could not break free. .

Jing felt her face getting hotter and hotter. She glanced at Sasuke, who was bulging his mouth, and said helplessly, "Look what I'm doing, writing your homework..."

"Hmph." Sasuke snorted and finally lowered his head.

Then Jing felt even more embarrassed.

In someone else's home, being held by someone else's hand, the sound of cooking is heard in the ears, and there is a strong aroma of food, this, this, this...

"All right!"

Itachi's technique was very gentle, and he even tied a bow after bandaging, but Shizune didn't notice these things. She just quickly retracted her hand, her face as red as blood.

Jing's palms were fleshy. Although she had been training for many years, her hands were soft, at least, softer than Itachi's.

Suddenly losing the soft thing to pinch, Itachi felt a little disappointed in his heart. Then he looked up and saw Sasuke looking up at Shizu again.

"Did sister's face get broken too? It's so red..."

"Ahem." In order to prevent someone from actually getting into the cracks in the ground, Itachi coughed slightly to divert Sasuke's attention.

"Why don't you write again? Is there something you don't know about?"

"Huh? No." Sasuke said, but his eyebrows were raised, "I'm just a little... weird."

"What's strange?"

"What we just learned today is that the lower class civilians in the past were very miserable, with constant wars and oppression. I thought, they are all like this, why don't they rise up and resist?"

"Because I don't have the power." Itachi frowned slightly, "Once a war breaks out, it will always be the civilians who suffer."

Sasuke tilted his head, obviously not very satisfied with the answer. He poked his bulging cheek with a pen, still thinking.

"Actually, it may not be a war." Jing said.

"Every inch of the extravagance and lust of the old nobles was squeezed out of these common people. There is no need for war. They were born in dire straits."

"Then why didn't they resist?" Sasuke was even more confused.

"Because of nature, in any species, it takes courage to resist the upper class, especially in an era of serious centralization of power from above."

Jing smiled, took the pen and paper from Assistant and wrote four words.

"It's so filthy and inhuman? What is this?" Sasuke asked.

"In the Edo period, in addition to ordinary scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, there were also two kinds of people, the obscene and the inhuman. They had no status, no power, and no guarantee of their qualifications. Maybe they just wanted to test whether a new sword would work. If it is sharp, the warriors can find a bad person or an inhuman to kill."

"The farmers' lives are difficult, but the uprising will not bring them quick results. Rather than an uprising, they actually need a place to vent their accumulated dissatisfaction. Once these dissatisfaction is vented, no one will think about it. It took a lot of effort to revolt.”

"The filthy and inhumane are the lowest class specially set up to rule the people."

History, what Imam Ping has loved his whole life, is now all here.

It is not all beautiful, and there are no less twists and turns and darkness in it than anywhere else now.

Sasuke looked at these four words and was in a daze. It took him a long time to raise his head.

"Eh? Father! When did father come back?"

Jing was startled, and she quickly turned around and saw Fugaku standing behind them. She didn't know how long it had been, and she didn't know how much she had listened.

What should you do if your father discovers that you are teaching a child bad things? Waiting online, very urgent!

"Yeah." Fugaku didn't have a big reaction. He even smiled and said, "Jing is here."

"Lord Fugaku, excuse me." Jing hurriedly lowered his head.

"Don't be so unfamiliar in private." He walked to the other side of the table and sat down, his tone was very kind, "Sasuke takes care of you, and it's hard for you. I'm still thinking about Sasuke in the ANBU."

"You're welcome." Jingzhen almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"Don't be so formal." Fugaku smiled again, "Sasuke, put your homework away, it's time to eat."

"Okay!" Sasuke jumped up, quickly put away his homework, and ran away.

"I heard that both you and Itachi were chosen as bodyguards by the Hokage?" Fugaku's words were questions, but his tone was unmistakable, "The people over there will arrive next week."

"Both of you, be careful."