[Naruto] Survival Records of the Warring States Period

The castle town is not as desolate as you think.

Even if there is a war, people have to live, and this is the castle town where the capital of the Country of Fire is located. The daimyo lives in a castle not far away, so it is impossible to let the castle town under your nose to decay so clearly.

Guys carrying goods, guys pushing small wooden carts, and hawkers carrying mobile stalls passed you by. You followed your mother quietly, watching her go from shop to shop asking if she was recruiting workers. You even met some people on the way. Neighbors on the same street.

When the shopkeeper rejects the adult, your mother will beg the shopkeeper to take you in, telling them that you are very well-behaved, smart and do not require a lot of wages.

But the answer you get is always no.

More opportunities also mean more competition.

If jobs were so easy to find, your cheap dad wouldn't be forced to go up the mountain by poverty at home.

An ordinary day is almost over.

You and your mother were sitting on a stool outside a shop to rest. The shopkeeper looked at you and gave you a glass of cold water.

You hold the cup, drink water in small sips, and wet your lips. Although I was tired and thirsty after walking for a day, my stomach was always hungry, so drinking water became a constant torture.

"Sorry, Xiaoxue." Mom sat next to you, looking at the dim sunset outside the heavy eaves, and rubbed your head.

But you thought about Aunt Yui's eyes of sudden realization and pity before leaving the house.

She probably thought that mother took you with her to sell you.

"It's okay, Mom." You raised your head from the water glass and encouraged, "Maybe it will be okay next time."

Never, never think of selling her.

The curtain in the store was opened from the inside, and the wind brought dissatisfied murmurs, which seemed like arguments and complaints. The footsteps gradually faded away.

"Those are Uchiha, we can do without them."

"Stop complaining, Tobirama, it's a rare opportunity to go on a mission together."

……

You didn't look back.

"Go home after you drink the water."

"it is good."

So you gurgled up the water glass and poured it down your throat. The cold liquid flowed straight down your esophagus and into your stomach, causing your stomach to throb and you subconsciously wanted to vomit it out.

You held your stomach and bent over, breathing heavily. The sudden throbbing pain seemed to deprive you of all the strength in your limbs. You felt that the temperature in your body seemed to be dissipating rapidly, and you felt that the heat starting from your stomach was like a sudden fire. Burning you to ashes from the inside out, you seemed to hear your mother's anxious scream.

"Little Snow!"

It hurts, it really hurts.

You felt like you opened your lips and said something, but you didn't know if you said it.

"Little Snow!"

So noisy.

You desperately want the whole world to be quiet, and you suddenly feel like it would be great if you could sleep forever and never wake up again.

You don’t want to feel pain anymore, you don’t want to be hungry anymore, you don’t want to stay awake all night long because of hunger, you don’t want to be afraid every day for survival anymore, you want to go home.

You want to go back to the small room in the original world. You miss your stingy roommate who wants to save everything. You miss your job, your family, and everything you have in modern times.

Why you, why you?

You don’t want to experience the life of the Warring States Period, you just want to go home.

Your tears kept falling, along with the unwillingness and resentment. You opened your mouth and screamed and questioned silently.

God, no matter where you come from, please let me go home.

The gods did not hear your pleas, but someone heard your mother's screams.

Your vision was blurred by tears, and when you were helped up, you could see a few blurry patches of color in front of you.

"Brother, you are too messy. Chakra is not used for this kind of thing!" A voice said dissatisfied.

There is a gentle force pouring into your body along your stomach, quickly calming all the pain, and pulling you back from that depressed and crazy state.

You calm down.

"How are you, are you feeling better?" The hand on your stomach quickly let go, and a small but powerful hand was supporting your shoulder. The young man's clear voice came from the person in front of you, "Madam, She may still be a little weak, and you may need to support her.”

"Ah, thank you!" Mom quickly hugged your body, wiped the tears from your face with a handkerchief, and then left the hand on her shoulder.

Your vision returns to clarity.

Not only your mother and the two teenagers were around you, but also the noodle shop owner who rushed out after hearing the noise. The owner's face looked frightened and regretful at the moment, and he was also a little lucky to see that you didn't have time.

The boy in front of you with a white cloak around his neck squatted down and looked directly at you. He looked at you with concern, his round black eyes looking at you seriously, waiting for your answer.

Being watched so seriously, the young man's neatly trimmed, shiny black watermelon hair looked serious.

The white-haired man beside him frowned and stared at you carefully, as if he was wary of something.

"...Thank you, I feel much better." All the words I had prepared in advance disappeared in my mind that seemed to be blank.

Hearing your answer, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, with a big smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to rub your head and pointed to the store: "That's great, but you can't eat if you don't take it seriously. Let’s go get something to eat.”

"No..." There was a wave of embarrassment on your mother's face, and she was about to find an excuse to avoid the topic when she was interrupted by the boy.

"Please don't refuse, madam, this is what I'm asking you to do." The boy stood up, looked at your mother, and then at you: "It's not good to keep your children hungry, isn't it?"

After a long silence, your mother found her voice, weakly lowered her head and accepted the gift: "Thank you..."

After the two teenagers walked up to the boss, said something and left, the noodle shop owner breathed a sigh of relief, looked at you and explained: "The two adults have already paid for you in the shop just now, let's go in first. "

You followed your mother into the store and sat down, not saying a word until you sat down.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue?"

"Huh? What's wrong, Mom?" You responded.

Mom noticed your trance, sighed, and explained again: "I just said, you eat in the store first, and I will go outside to take a look..."

"Mom, I'm going out for a while and I'll be back later!"

Before she could finish speaking, you took the small bag you had just prepared outside the store and rushed out of the store, chasing after the two of them in the direction they left just now.

You have been hungry for a long time. Just running this short distance makes you feel dizzy and you can't breathe. But when the wind blows by your face, you feel a sense of joy that you haven't felt in a long time——

Maybe one day you will die anonymously in a corner of this world.

Maybe one day you will do anything to survive.

But it won’t be today, and it can’t be today.

because--

"Two ninja masters!" When you saw the two figures in front of you, you stopped and called out.

Sweat was streaming down your temples, all the muscles in your body were trembling on the verge of collapse, and you were panting all the time.

The two people in front turned around, a little confused and a little surprised when they saw you.

You walked up quickly and handed over the bag in your hand.

"These are the accessories made by my family. They are all fashionable in the city..." You quickly said the words you prepared at the beginning.

"Hey, kid, don't..." The white-haired boy looked dissatisfied and frowned again. Halfway through his words, he was stared at by the boy next to him and became speechless.

You pursed your lips, glanced at the door, then looked back at the black-haired boy, and continued: "Thank you for what you just said. Please accept these and give them to your friends."

The white-haired boy seemed to open his lips to say something, then stopped, then turned his head to the other side and looked away.

The boy's eldest brother looked at you intently for a while, making you feel a little timid and wondering whether to leave Hershey just like that. The boy took the small bundle in your hand.

"Thank you then!" The boy took two steps closer, and you smelled something familiar. He stretched out his hand to rub the top of your hair, smiled and sighed: "Xiaoxue is a good boy."

You stared at him blankly.

But he forcefully took out some money and gave it to you, and grabbed your wrist forcefully when you tried to avoid it.

"Didn't Xiaoxue want to sell these to us from the beginning?" He said seriously, putting the money into your hand, "Take it, it's just two bowls of noodles, not worth so much, I bought these accessories. .”

"I..." You want to explain something, but find that there is nothing to explain, because what the other person said is the truth.

"Okay, from now on, you have to eat well and grow up well." The boy let go of you and took a few steps back. The light in his dark eyes was like stars. He and his brother turned and walked away, waving behind you and saying, "Let's go." La!"

Maybe today is a lucky day.

Amid countless pain and suffering, you met one of the ninjas who would later lead to the creation of Konoha, Senju Hashirama.

He helped you.

So, not today.

In the distance, two brothers were talking in a low voice.

"Brother, you must have been deceived."

"How can you call it being cheated? Xiaoxue originally wanted to give it to me."

"That's not some kid. He was targeting you from the beginning."

"Don't say that, it's obviously very pitiful. By the way, I looked handsome just now, didn't I?"

"Shut up, brother."

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