Naruto alone in the ninja world

As long as Uchiha Ri can remember, he has attended nearly ten funerals, most of which were Uchiha Akira's comrades, as well as himself.

But this time, it was the most deserted she had ever seen.

Except for the young man, there were only a few people there. This time the outpost was attacked, most of the stationed ninjas stayed on the front line, and could only be entrusted to Yasushi Uchiha, which was helpless.

But none of Uchiha Akamatsu's subordinates, including the ninjas in the family who supported him, came.

Uchiha Li looked around and could only use two words to describe it.

desolate

how so...

The girl pursed her lips and walked into the venue with a heavy heart.

Uncle Akamatsu, after all, is also an elite jounin in the clan...

Walking to the Uchiha Blade, the girl felt as if her heart was blocked by a stone, and she hesitated not knowing what to say.

"Oh, it's Li..."

The Uchiha Blade turned his head and saw the girl in a dilemma. After all, they have been playmates since childhood, and the young man could see Yu Tongran's dilemma at a glance.

"Indeed, the situation is quite miserable..."

"Blade-kun, you..."

The girl's mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't say a complete sentence.

"This, you..."

"nothing."

The Uchiha blade shook his head, and turned to comfort the young tame with a smile.

"Someone arranged it like this..."

"what!"

Uchiha Ri sighed softly and raised his eyebrows.

"How could...such a thing..."

"Haha, it's nothing..."

The Uchiha Blade shrugged and said nonchalantly.

"This is conducive to the opening of the Sharingan, you know."

"This this..."

The girl stuttered a bit, and this approach was beyond her imagination.

"How could...how could..."

"Will not."

Uchiha's healthy voice came, and the young ninja came from the side and looked at the two of them seriously.

"The family would never do such a thing."

"hehe..."

The Uchiha Blade laughed dryly and said casually.

"Maybe...I didn't say it must be..."

"The family cares about the lives of every clan member."

Uchiha Kangkang looked serious and continued talking to himself.

"We Uchiha will not do this to deliberately stimulate the clan members to activate the Sharingan."

"Hey, I said..."

The Uchiha Blade raised his head and rolled his eyes at Uchiha Yasunobu.

"Why is it you again? Can someone else participate in this kind of thing next time? I wonder if you have the physique of a broom star?"

"Blade-kun!"

Uchiha Ri quickly grabbed the boy's clothes and sounded anxious.

"Don't mind, Ren-kun didn't mean that..."

"Nothing, nothing..."

Uchiha smiled palely and took two steps back.

"Sorry to bother you, I'm leaving first."

"Eh..."

Uchiha Li stretched out his hand and was about to say something.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Uchiha Ren pulled her behind him and said something cool.

"Sorry for the poor hospitality."

"..."

Uchiha Kang paused slightly, then quickened his pace and walked out of the venue.

"Why not just use the teleportation technique..."

The Uchiha Blade muttered and returned to his original position.

Uchiha Li was a little at a loss and stood there blankly.

......

There were few people coming, and Uchiha Ren was too lazy to do anything else, so the matter was over soon. Uchiha Rei took the young tamed home, and the boy sat alone in front of the grave.

It was now noon. Uchiha raised his head and squinted at the dazzling sun.

"Boom!"

Putting down a box, the young man sat down cross-legged, facing the simple tombstone.

Opening the box, there were more than a dozen bottles of sake, which the boy had bought at the Uchiha Izakaya last night.

"Okay, there are only two of us left, and your favorite sake..."

"Whoa whoa whoa..."

Slowly and evenly spreading the first bottle of sake on the tomb, the Uchiha blade shook the bottle and put it aside.

"Drink a bottle first. Let's talk slowly..."

Sitting cross-legged in front of the tomb, Uchiha licked his lips and muttered to himself.

"I...you...that..."

After doing this for a long time, he couldn't hold back a word. Although there was no one else at this time, Uchiha Ren still felt very embarrassed.

"Well...I'll have a drink too..."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr..."

The wine flowed down his throat, it was sour and spicy, and the boy couldn't help but frown.

"How did you drink this damn thing?"

"Whoa whoa whoa..."

The boy poured another bottle, but this time he was not so careful. The wine flowed down the tombstone and stained the boy's trouser legs.

"I told you that you are too stubborn..."

"I heard Yasushi Uchiha coming back and said that the attacking team was only about fifty people and thirteen jounin. How could they have died if Susana was used?"

"The golden flash can kill fifty jounin instantly in the future, what about you? Are you ready to stop now?"

Uchiha Ren stood up, picked up a bottle of sake, and drank it.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr..."

"The Sharingan is the most important plug-in for Hokage. You just don't use it, forget it, and you die like this?"

"Wow~wow~"

A bottle of wine was poured out in two or three splashes, and the aroma of wine was already overflowing on Uchiha Akamatsu's tombstone.

"You died simply and comfortably. You completed your mission..."

"What about me? I still have to deal with your former enemies, inherit your party, and help you save Uchiha..."

"I tell you, it's impossible!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Two bottles of sake were thrown directly onto the tombstone. The porcelain bottles shattered and the wine flowed out naturally.

Uchiha Ren's face was already a little hot, and the alcohol was slowly getting stronger. Moreover, Uchiha Akamatsu's favorite was highly spicy alcohol, which he couldn't bear.

"Did you know? In fact, I am not your son. I am a time traveler from another world. I just took over your son's body."

"

"Actually, your world is just a comic book. I know all the plots and all the information."

"In fact, I know everything about the Mangekyō Sharingan that you hid from me. I also reminded you to pay attention to your eyesight before..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Two more bottles, and the sound of the porcelain bottle breaking was particularly clear. The remaining bottles of wine were knocked over by the boy, and the wine flowed directly to the ground.

"I know everything, but I can't say anything..."

"The only person I communicate with is you! Bastard!"

"You fucking died like this! What should I do! Who should I tell you in the future?"

"You told me so much, but what's the result? Look, only the Master attended the funeral. Is this your final outcome?"

"Following your path? How is that possible? You have been persevering and self-denying for so many years, and finally ended up like this. How could I learn from you?"

The boy screamed hysterically. He felt a flame burning in his limbs, burning to his heart, and burning to his head...

Burning to the eyes...

Burning to the eyes...

"Asshole...I don't want it...I don't want it..."

Uchiha Blade covered his eyes with one hand. He could already feel more and more chakra trying to gather towards his eyes.

"Asshole, what is this! This kind of power!"

"Wow!"

Flames appeared out of thin air, and blood-red flames began to spread on the boy's hands and arms.

The wine on the ground was ignited and quickly spread to the tombstone.

The power of grief is ignited, and the flames of greed are unbridled.

"Ahhhh!"

The Uchiha Blade knelt down, kneeling between the flames, holding his head tightly with his hands, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"No! No!"

"Blade-kun!"

In the haze, a girl's voice came from behind.

Uchiha Ri ran to Uchiha Ren, who was kneeling in the flames, and quickly pulled him out.

"What are you doing! Blade-kun!"

"me..."

The Uchiha Blade turned around, trembling all over. His hands were burning with blood-red flames, and his voice stuttered...

"Li...I...Li..."

In the young man's scarlet eyes, three black magatama were spinning rapidly, vaguely trying to connect into one.

"me..."

"I'm...I'm..."

The girl hugged her childhood sweetheart tightly and patted the boy's back gently.

"I'm here, you and I..."

"Well, yes, I still have you..."

The Uchiha Blade murmured softly, and the patterns in his eyes gradually separated and turned into three black magatama.

"I still have you, I still have you..."

The two hugged each other, knelt on the ground, and looked at the flames raging on the tombstone.

A gust of north wind blew, bringing a biting chill. Even next to the flames, the young man still shivered.

"Father, goodbye..."