Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

In the past few days since Kagura left with Madara, Tobirama had trouble sleeping and eating at home, his meals were tasteless, and he couldn't sleep without Kagura by his side.

How can we go on like this?

Tobirama felt that he had to find something to do. With this in mind, he decided to sit in an office that was accessible from anywhere.

Since making money, Tobirama has left this to Minato to take care of. He only needs enough money to support the operation of the laboratory, and Minato can spend the rest as he pleases.

Now, Minato and Fugaku were on the battlefield at Mount Kikyo, and there was no one in the office. Tobirama sat on his seat for a while. He had never felt empty before, and for the first time, he was so lonely.

Unable to sit still in the office, he ran to the laboratory again.

Except for him and Orochimaru, few others would come in the laboratory. At this time, Orochimaru had his own laboratory and would not come here for a long time. Just as Tobirama expected, he was the only one in the laboratory.

The technique that he originally wanted to test was recorded on a scroll, which was spread out on the table. Tobirama forced himself to read it, but after reading a few words, his thoughts drifted away.

He was wondering, did Madara's revenge go smoothly, and did Kagura do what Madara asked?

She must be afraid, her courage is very big but very small.

She was extremely courageous when dealing with him, but even if it was to protect herself, she would have very little courage when asked to kill someone.

She can't do this kind of thing.

According to his understanding of Madara, he will definitely force her to do it. Madara has always been able to do what he says.

What about... Kagura?

What will Kagura do?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, so he simply threw the scroll aside and stopped looking at it.

All he could think about was Kagura, and when he thought that she might show that pitiful look in her eyes, or that she might be scared while showing a fake smile to cover up her timidity, Tobirama felt extremely jealous.

You can only see this side of her by yourself, right?

You should go along!

No, no, no, he shook his head again.

He stood there with his arms supporting the desk. On the desk were rows of glass bottles used to hold liquids required for various experiments. Tobirama's face was reflected in the glass bottles, with a hint of urgency.

He looked at his face on the glass bottle, and finally laughed to himself, touching his forehead with one hand, and a smile spread on his lips.

"Senju Tobirama, this is too much..."

Kagura had only been away from him for a few days, how could he be so lost?

This terrible possessiveness... was enough to make him lose control.

He stood leaning against the desk, the sun shining in through the open window, and the wind lifted the coarse curtains with a hint of coolness.

Tobirama walked over, stood at the window and looked out. Looking out from this window was the back mountain of Konoha. His eyes were filled with lush green, which made people feel refreshed.

In the past, between experiments, Tobirama, who felt tired, liked to lie on the window sill and look out into the distance. He would feel very comfortable when he looked at the evergreen mountains behind.

But now, even the green eyes can't completely relax him.

"Haha~" With a low laugh, Tobirama sighed.

Fortunately, he would be ahead of Kagura, otherwise, he couldn't imagine what he would do without Kagura.

It turns out that people really will be subtly changed in the long-term relationship. Tobirama once thought that ninjutsu was his partner, and there will be times when he feels lost for a woman. He activates all his brain cells and all he thinks and does is himself. How should she live well and peacefully after death?

He had never imagined this in the past.

It has been almost four days since I left the village. What is Kagura doing now?

Tobirama really wanted to follow the mark he left on her forehead and go to her, but he had to restrain himself. If he couldn't go, it wouldn't matter if he just sensed it secretly, right?

When he was thinking this, Tobirama began to feel it unconsciously. After a while, a confused expression appeared on his face, and then he realized what was going on, and felt ecstatic in his heart.

The laboratory returned to an empty state again, with only the slight swing of the curtains indicating that someone had just been in this place.

~

In the field of the Uchiha tribe.

My brother wasn't at home, Kagura didn't come, and even Obito, the kid, didn't know where he had gone.

It had been several days, and she was the only one in this house. Izuna felt that grass was growing on her head from boredom.

He doesn’t have to worry about three meals a day, and there is a washing machine to wash dirty clothes. It seems that all he can do is clean the house inside and outside. But when he thinks that he is the only one to clean the house where three people live, Izuna feels A bit of a loss.

So, throwing away the broom and rag, he decided to lie down until his brother came back.

There was an open book clasped on his face. This book was written by Jiraiya. When passing by the bookstore, he saw it on the shelves at the door.

Jiraiya's writing is still too immature, and he writes stories about ninja wars. Most of the stories about ninja wars are cruel. Who would like to read them?

Poor sales are almost foreseeable. Just look at the long-lasting Ikemoto's mindless love books next door. People nowadays like that kind of stuff.

However, when she thought that this book was written by Jiraiya, Izuna hesitated for a while and bought a copy, as if she was supporting an acquaintance. After all, it is rare to have a writer among ninjas.

Quan Nai bought the novel and regretted it after reading only a few chapters. It was just like what he thought. It was written about bitterness and hatred. It was tiring enough to go on a mission. Reading this kind of thing in my free time was tiring. novel, cerebral thrombosis could not have done such a masochistic thing within ten years.

Quan Nai, who had not liked reading much since she was a child, looked at those dense words and thought it was a good hypnotic thing. After a while, she felt tired.

He sat in the pavilion, leaning against a pillar, with his legs crossed on the table. He felt that the sky was too bright, and he clasped the novel he had read a few chapters on his face.

The light dimmed as a result, and within a minute, he fell asleep.

In the dream, he dreamed of Kagura, whom he had not seen for several days. The Kagura in the dream was very close to him. It was different from the closeness between brothers and sisters in daily life. In the dream, there was a line swaying, just like Almost torn apart...

This is a rare sweet dream, a sweet dream that I don’t want to wake up from.

Kagura in the dream smiled sweetly at him and called his name again and again. He responded softly and took a step closer to her.

Just when he was about to touch her shoulder, just when he could just make up his mind to hold her in his arms, Obito suddenly appeared.

He jumped in front of them, showing an incomprehensible look, and stared at them curiously with a pair of big eyes. At the end, the child suddenly put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly - "Master Izuna, Master Izuna!" "

Quan Nai frowned and wanted to reach out and blow his dog's head off, but felt that the light was bright again for a moment.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the top of the pavilion, covered with wisteria branches and vines. Occasionally, there were flower spikes hanging down from the gaps between the wooden bars, with a dreamy lavender color.

Izuna turned her head suddenly and saw Obito's slightly confused face.

"Master Izuna, are you dreaming? I've been calling you for a long time."

When Quan Nai thought of the dream she had just had, her face suddenly burned uncontrollably. Just like him, he would not allow himself to have that kind of thought even in his dream. It was really hateful.

"That me..." Before she could finish her words, Izuna's eyes were attracted by the little head that emerged from behind Obito.

He sat up suddenly and stared at the little boy who was looking at him curiously.

"Where did this child come from?" It looked like he was not a child of the Uchiha family. He had never seen this child in his clan.

"Ah~" Having said this, Obito pulled Hidan over behind him, who was holding onto his clothes to hide.

"Hidan, this is Izuna-sama, he is mine..." Until then, Obito suddenly realized that he did not know how to express the relationship between Izuna and him, "He is mine..."

Izuna smiled, her bad taste came back again, she reached out and poked Hidan's chubby little face and said, "I am his breeder."

"Master Quanna!"

"Is not it?"

When Quan Na asked this, Obito was stunned. The breeder seemed to be right. Quan Na was responsible for all the food and clothing. So what was he if he wasn't a breeder?

But saying it like this makes people feel uncomfortable. Even if he is not his father, then...

"It's my brother, I guess." Hidan answered for them with an innocent look on his face.

"Brother?" Obito was startled, inexplicably thinking of Yatō again.

To Hidan, Yahiro should be like an older brother, but hasn't this child's memory been erased by Madara? Does he still think about his older brother?

"Obito?" Kakashi called out from the open window, and only then did Obito remember the reason why he woke up Izuna.

"Master Izuna, my aunt... my aunt is in the house. Madara-sama wants you to come over quickly."

Obito's expression was hesitant to speak. After getting curious, Izuna felt something was wrong. He ignored the books beside him and jumped out of the pavilion. In a few steps, he rushed back into the house through the window.