[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

Shisui's heart skipped a beat.

He did have a good impression of her to a certain extent, but because of the mission, despite some indescribable worries in his heart, he still faithfully carried out the order.

When accepting the task, he was shaken in his heart:

Did Chunqin, who seemed confused, really deceive him?

After several days of surveillance and nothing was found, he no longer hesitated and used the transformation technique to sneak into the fans. With some guilt and doubt, he used the illusion of hypnosis on her.

After asking what had happened, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a touch of melancholy arose in his heart.

——If you do such a thing to her, she will be doubly hated when she wakes up.

"Shisui-kun." He unlocked the illusion, and Chunqin's consciousness gradually returned, with his figure reflected in her eyes.

He sighed softly, bracing himself for a glare from her.

He never expected that what happened next was beyond his expectation.

I don't know whether he didn't notice it or didn't care at all. Instead of being angry, the other party invited him to her home... Things have progressed to this point. He spent a lot of time in her home until he felt the cold touch on his cheek. I vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Chunqin, you..."

Shisui was a little startled.

"Zhisui-kun." She looked at him without blinking, her eyelashes casting a blurry halo under her eyes, "It's a bit embarrassing to say, but this is the only thing I want to tell you no matter what. From the first time I met you, I always felt that you were a kind person."

Of course it's cordial. Isn't it just the guidance of fate to have a face similar to that of an old friend appear at such an appropriate time and place?

Thinking of this, her expression became gentler.

Through the half-open blinds, the light shines into the room, clearly reflecting on her white cheeks, making the texture increasingly delicate and as transparent as a ghost.

In the clear-cut light and shadow, her existence is almost like an illusion.

Shisui calmed down, his eyebrows softened.

"What a coincidence. It turns out I'm not the only one who has felt this way."

"……what?"

She tilted her head in confusion and stopped unconsciously.

——Good ice.

Shisui thought as he felt the coolness on his cheeks.

Perhaps because of daily maintenance, Chunqin's hands are also gentle and delicate, without any rough touch. It's just that the temperature is slightly colder, like a thin layer of ice.

The ice covered his face, but it was like fire, and nameless heat spread from the skin to skin.

What exactly is what she wants to say...

Just as his thoughts were spreading outward, "Chun Qin" spoke again.

"Shisui-kun is a very powerful ninja, and I'm also very busy at work. I'm afraid it's hard to have another chance to be alone like this." She lowered her head as if in shame, and her voice gradually lowered, "Anyway , I also hope to pass on this feeling to you. So..."

So, young man, don’t be so stubborn all the time and let her go.

Her true expression was hidden under her fallen hair, and her heart felt cold.

"So, I tell you..." She clenched her fingers and said inconsistently.

"Shh-" A finger touched her lips.

Sasami raised her head in surprise.

Shisui was very close to her body, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes, reflecting her reflection softly and comfortably.

"I'm sorry, it must be quite embarrassing for a girl to say such a thing. I should be the one to speak first." He winked slyly, "I actually feel sorry for you..."

A sweet and sour warmth surged up in his chest. When he spoke, he hesitated and silenced.

"I won't be angry if you kiss me now." She interrupted him.

Shisui was a good child, and she felt a little guilty for deceiving his feelings. She stared at him without blinking, as if doing so would alleviate the guilt in her heart.

Seeing his stunned expression, she closed her eyes gently.

"...There is really nothing we can do."

In the silence, his lips finally fell.

He seemed to be still worried about something, he touched briefly and then quickly separated.

"That's it, Chunqin." His smile did not change, but there was a hint of bitterness.

"Why……?"

Her confusion fell into Shisui's eyes, but he seemed to be choked by something and couldn't say a word.

Now that he had made up his mind to use other gods to stop the rebellion of the Uchiha clan, he was prepared to die regardless of whether he succeeded or not. If things really develop to an irreversible point, he doesn't want to involve others in crying for him anymore.

The room was silent for a moment, and even the light dimmed, swallowed by indescribable shadows.

After a while, a crow flew into the half-closed window and landed on Shisui's shoulder.

...Is it the Ninja Beast Crow?

Her attention wandered.

Zhisui didn't pay attention to her eyes. He seemed to communicate with the crow secretly in some way.

"……Yeah."

I don't know what kind of news he got from the crow, his expression was complicated and difficult to read. He looked at her hesitantly, his eyes full of apology: "I'm sorry, but I don't have time to stay here anymore."

"...?" Her expression became even more confused.

——If he definitely wants to take her with him, there is no other way but to have a fight.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tighten her fingers.

Zhisui didn't know what she was thinking. The situation in the village suddenly changed and he had to rush back to deal with it.

He rummaged in his pocket for a while, found a bunch of keys, took off the sparkling viviennewestwood keychain, and gently placed it in her palm.

"If there can be a next time..."

Although he kept saying "next time", his tone was not sure.

"...I will return the remaining things to you the next time we have a chance to meet."

As he jumped, his voice merged into the sound of the wind and could no longer be heard clearly.

>>>

A few months passed in a flash.

Obito's plan seemed to be reaching a critical stage, but whether it was because he was busy or because he was shy (?), he never came to see her again. However, Jue came again and brought shocking news——

The Uchiha clan, famous for its Sharingan, was brutally slaughtered overnight and was quietly destroyed.

The murderer of the tragedy was none other than the most famous genius in the clan, Uchiha Itachi. After committing this evil deed that shocked the ninja world, he certainly did not sit still and waited for death, and defected without hesitation.

Juezheng said, her lipstick-stained hand paused, and the paste crooked out, leaving a bloody mark.

——Not to mention that Uchiha Itachi is only thirteen years old, even thirteen-year-old Uchiha Madara cannot complete such a large workload.

She half-closed her eyes and raised her forehead with a headache.

Perhaps because her expression was too unbelievable, Zetsu added: "Of course Itachi didn't do it alone. Obito played a big part in this matter."

——In other words, this is also one of Obito’s plans?

Recalling Itachi's childish face, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The gentle and polite young man Uchiha Itachi was eventually led by Obito to a path of no return. If you think about it carefully, Obito was also bewitched by Madara and took over the extremely deceptive profession of being a savior.

How much do Uchiha men love to dig holes for each other?

She twitched the corners of her mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Except for Itachi Uchiha, is anyone else alive?" She asked pretending to be relaxed, wiping off the excess lipstick.

"There is only one person, Itachi's younger brother, Uchiha Sasuke, who is the only survivor." Half of Zetsu's body was embedded in the ground, her tone was unpredictable, as if she had seen through her mask, "If what you want to ask is Uchiha Shisui, he had already committed suicide by drowning before the massacre."

The fleeting kiss from a few months ago seemed to have just disappeared from her lips.

Her eyes dimmed and she sighed quietly.

"In this case, I don't think anyone will visit his grave..." She murmured to herself, "If I have a chance next time, I will go and see him."

She still felt guilty about him.

"You are Obito's companion now, Riru."

Before sinking into the ground, Zetsu's voice came from afar, "... Even if you shed tears in front of his grave, it's just your wishful thinking and hypocrisy. In the final analysis, isn't it the world of ninjas that leads to this result?"

"Instead of being pretentious about irrelevant men, it's better to worry about yourself..."

"You're so long-winded." She covered her ears.

……

At night, the wind gradually subsides.

In the bright makeup mirror, a dark blue figure appeared without warning. The person in the mirror strode over and said in a hoarse voice: "Liru——"

Suddenly frightened, her lipstick was halfway applied and crooked out again.