[Hokage] After losing my memory, I became a super god in the ninja world

The River of Fire, the mother river that the people of the Fire Nation mention with gratitude. It runs through the entire country. The upper section starts in the high mountainous area where the east and west meet. It is said that there is an ice ocean to the north, which maintains sufficient water supply all year round.

In the middle section, a large area of ​​fertile land was steadily washed out, and together with the stepped terrain, a crescent-shaped granary zone, the Makino Plain, was created.

The lower section goes southeast and enters the sea, and the water network spreads to the entire coastline to the east. The Great Whale City that was fighting against Senju Hashirama was one of the countless shimmering cities in the waters, and it has been developing rapidly to the outside world recently.

Ryuzoji Masaomi's private farm in Makino is a well-known and transcendent existence in this area, and has been explored by countless businessmen and lords. It is divided into three areas, the largest one is planted with rice, and the rest are various herbs and confidential crops

"Damn it, this year the territory has been opened fire by guys from the north again!"

Uchiha Tayo, who was stationed at the farm this time, slapped the table, his beard raised in anger, "Farmers don't want their land to be annexed. What can they do to us! If they hadn't been ignored, they would have been sent back to the capital one by one by genjutsu!"

Elder Mori, who has been stationed at the farm all year round, gently dissuaded, "It's hard to get the elders in the clan to stabilize. It's better to do less than to do more. Mayabu and Madara are still waiting for funds. Let's guarantee the supply first."

"Then we can't just let it go."

Duoyang, who was known for his cunning in the past, had been tempered by the shameless aristocratic operations. He walked more and more anxiously in the room. Suddenly he raised his head and asked, "Didn't a Senju be rushed through a secret passage a few days ago?" A girl? The old man and old lady of the Senju family——"

Sen was surprised, "Hey, you want to lure them into the herb field?"

Duoyang's footsteps clicked, and he shook his head, "Isn't it about to form an alliance? The material of the scroll of Qianju was originally part of our division. Let the old opponent who is good at handling plants come and take the initiative to ease the relationship between the two parties. Not to make things difficult for children, secondly, it reduces costs and funds move faster, and thirdly... Senju's gang has good tempers and loud voices, so it's appropriate to send them to quarrel with the nobles.

"The noise just gave me a headache."

"What a cunning old man."

Elder Mori said, taking a sip of the newly made tea, "When Izuna and Mabuchi came over to play, they happened to see the quarreling Senju..."

That scene must have been embarrassing to the old rival.

Duoyang chuckled noncommittally. The mortality rate of ninjas remains high, and it is rare to live past thirty. To a certain extent, being older means you are stronger and luckier, and it also means you are favored by God.

Being able to contribute to the development of subsequent people, Duoyang and Mori do not show it on the surface, but in fact they have the consciousness of "giving everything". By extension, Senju, they are the same.

"About a few days"

Where are those two people who went to the Kingdom of Earth to finish their work and only sent a message saying they wanted to soak in the hot springs?

Hearing this topic, Elder Mori said with a rare expression of weirdness, "It seems to be a small town in the north of Makino. Mabuchi said he wanted to conduct on-the-spot investigation, and then Izuna followed."

So...what exactly is the field investigation about?

The two elders, who had never heard of such a thing in their lives, looked at each other. For the first time, they really felt old.

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In the vast Land of Fire, perhaps many people have never been to a city in their lives. They have spent most of their lives hunched over fields that do not belong to them, and would be envious when hearing news about the recent town.

However, there are so many differences in the world.

The city has stood on this land for thousands of years, and the fields belonging to the private property of the nobles are located outside the city wall. The high embankments are the first line of defense.

The samurai houses are lined up next to important resource buildings, and there are often people dressed as samurai walking around, forming a second line of defense.

As for the ninjas, of course they are the private third path.

The roads are smoother than those in the countryside. I squatted down and touched the stone slab, then put the lower layer of soil to the tip of my nose and smelled, "Hmm...added clay and rice."

"No corners were cut, I just don't know who ordered it to be built."

After finally properly arranging the tasks at hand to her subordinates, Quan Nai, who was accompanying someone, couldn't help but tugged at the decorations of women's clothes, with a look of helplessness on her face, "Naisan..."

"Um"

There was still lingering exhaustion on his fair face, and now he was looking a bit dumbfounded as he said, "I went out to play today."

"what……"

I couldn't control myself as soon as I saw something related to what I imagined later. It seemed that what I informed the two elders was also an on-the-spot investigation.

I agreed to play with Izuna and blinked my eyes guiltily. In order to divert my attention, I could only take out a handkerchief from the sleeve of my ordinary kimono and pretend to calmly wipe the things on my fingertips, "Sorry, forgive me. Izuna.”

"Naisan is always like this..." Quan Nai sighed, but stared at her unblinkingly, "You ask me to forgive you every time. What if one day I don't have the patience."

At the same time, his heart was beating noisily, and even a trace of tension quietly leaked from his back: "——"

Izumi will not have the patience to accommodate me

I rarely thought about this problem carefully. Looking at the young man's expression, he also sincerely stated the possibility.

In this case……

……

To be honest, I never thought that Madara and Izuna would make this assumption. After all, most of the time, I was playing the calmer role among the three.

The other two never skimp on their emotional investment, and their Uchiha-style emotional power is always strong and addictive.

"I would be reluctant to part with it."

I analyzed it seriously and said this, "When you grow up, you have to shift your focus away from your family, although I am very happy..."

——This means that he has the ability to become an independent and confident being emotionally.

"But there is still some natural reluctance."

——After all, we are close relatives. Apart from the ultimate goal, I have never hidden from them.

"."

At this moment, Quan Nai's tight breathing was destined to stop for a beat.

Naturally, you can't wear ninja costumes when you go shopping. There have been intensive exchanges between fire and earth recently, and there are many young people wearing slim short robes and high spirits among the crowd. Izuna is also dressed in this way.

The muscles on the forearm were tight in the black sleeves, and the Adam's apple that became increasingly prominent at the collar rolled down. The boy with tied black hair completely revealed Zhang Junxiu's quiet and beautiful face. He suddenly closed his eyes, trembling eyelashes and pressed his forehead against me, whispering softly. He said, "Damn it... I lied to you."

How could Uchiha Izuna be impatient with you?

"Nathan is cute when he studies something I don't understand seriously - I really think so," he said, "so I couldn't help but give it a try."

It’s fake, just to capture your mood of compensation

"But you must remember to turn your head and look at me occasionally. I am half a step behind you..."

Yes, I will stick to this position.

"I'm here for you, and you have to keep an eye on me. That's really the only fair thing, right?"

he……

The air seemed to become clear and translucent after the words drifted away. The person I was facing smiled, and my breath became unconsciously sweet.

A strange emotion came from his body, flowing across the ocean, passing through the clouds, carrying the spring breeze, blowing past his face, and winding like water and silk.

My past instincts couldn't tell me its name, but my heart and brain responded with a strange, heavy feeling.

I thought I should be at a loss, but Izumi quickly raised her eyes and looked at me for a moment, then immediately froze there. He touched my face with a hint of disbelief, wiped something away, and said, "Nathan... you're crying."

I cried

I do not know anything.

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The fabric of the yukata is soft and thin, and it feels like water when it sticks to your skin. I gathered around the large output of this private farm in Ryuzoji Temple and walked outside the corridor in a rare leisure time.

The dry landscape is white and the earth is dark. Nobles like to play Go, and military generals prefer to play Shogi. This courtyard is based on a round sky and a square place, with sealing techniques arranged in each corner, a fixed point inlaid in the middle, and the swimming puppets of the Kingdom of Wind, so that a ninja can throw away all his weapons and stroll around in a relaxed manner.

The professionals who got the list from Akao soon arrived. They all wore their hair in the bun of a female official with a lower status in the aristocracy. Their eyes were calm, their fingers were bright, and they spoke softly.

When they bow down in front of me, their sleeves and corners will not cross the line in the slightest, and they will look like flowers.

"Ah."

It seemed that after that weird cry, his mood fluctuated uncontrollably. I hated this out-of-control situation so much that I didn’t even smile politely at them.

So, I felt even more irritable.

After the leading woman saluted, she quickly looked at the mission target with a non-offensive gaze. When she met that gaze, her pupils stiffened and shrank, but her voice was steady, "Excuse me, Uchiha-sama, Please come with us."

Teaching begins with entering the room.

The house is specially arranged in the northeast corner. After opening the folding door, there is an exquisite screen depicting the blue sea and white waves. While demonstrating her walking posture, the woman introduced softly, "A painter who is sought after in the capital these days has a unique style of painting. This painting of playing in the waves at Whale Bay is one of his early works."

"Ryuzuo Temple has worked very hard..."

After simply saying this meaningful sentence, I rolled up my sleeves casually and said, "You continue, don't worry that I won't remember it."

Perhaps because she knew the rumors about Uchiha in advance, the woman quickly arranged the long queue behind her and instructed them to disperse one by one. Some of the beautiful girls unfolded canvases, some placed incense tablets and incense cards, some only listed tea cans, and some opened makeup packages and lined up eyebrow pencils and lipsticks.

Simulated aristocratic daily life is being staged indoors. Not long after, the two girls began to sing and sing in antiphonal style, and their articulation and rhythm were full of ancient meanings. The person at the desk played the flute, while the person next to him took the opportunity to recite tunes and use the dictionary to express his elegance.

"The words used by nobles are often based on judgment."

The woman whispered, and I have to say that her voice was also perfect, "If you want to capture their spirit, many people go in the wrong direction... But I think you don't need it."

She has never seen a girl with such natural respect and reverence, but she is secretive. Compared with the aristocratic women or princesses she has taught, she is more like those famous female figures in history who have good skills.

The meaning of this job may be more important than she imagined.

The sky gradually darkened to golden color, and the sound in the room was kept to a level that would not disturb others. When the music turned around and was about to end, a low shakuhachi sound suddenly played in harmony with the ending notes of the music, leaving the woman who was about to take over the stage to set up the stage speechless and murmured, "What a disrespect, and how... One cannot say anything disrespectful.”

Familiar chakra appeared on the roof, and I took back a thunder escape talisman paper that I had taken out. Even if I have never heard him play before, I can still distinguish the technique and emotion in the music...

Slowly, the girls in the room stopped moving, and they kept silent in tacit agreement, allowing the music to flow more clearly into the incense, dyeing flowers, moving paintings, and touching people.

...Once, I touched a corner of her cold heart in the overflow of the moon.

The person who played the desolate tone thought: Until now, the coldness and the alienation of the distance seem to be enough to make people afraid to move forward.

But, is that a reason not to get close?

The young man pressed his fingers and looked into the invisible distance. The ninja's hands have held knives, held spears, broken heads, and were stained with blood and soil.

It is dirty and horrible, but it also belongs to a person.

So, it picks up a pure heart now.

his heart.