The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

There is no end to the rain in spring. For several days, the progress of the second townhouse was stuck on the frame. Fortunately, the first row house has been restored, so everyone can squeeze in and get shelter from the wind and rain.

A row house, densely packed with aborigines and people from Izayoi. Tianshu insisted that the people he brought should share the joys and sorrows, and stay with them for food and accommodation. Yuzi and her friends rushed back and forth to help, their bare feet leaving a series of marks on the muddy road. Apart from them, there were almost no people willing to go out in this weather.

After Izayoi went to see it in person in the rain, he thought about it behind closed doors for a long time when he came back.

Butterfly comes to the second floor every day to say hello and knocks on the sliding door. The sliding door opened in response, and she entered with a hot water basin. Taohua stood guard at the door, her fingers on her lips to express silence. She nodded, placed the basin on the copper stand, and knelt down quietly on the other side of the door.

Izayoi propped up his forehead, put his elbow on the table, and held an ink-stained brush in his right hand, hanging in mid-air. The rice and side dishes brought in the morning were still placed on the tatami next to them, and the chopsticks were not moved.

Butterfly was a little anxious and asked in a lowered voice: "Didn't you eat any?"

Taohua shook her head slightly and reminded: "Quiet. Ji Jun is thinking about a difficult problem."

Butterfly bit her lower lip and glared at her with some disapproval. It was obviously her first, so why is it that this guy who intervened halfway is now closer to Ji Jun? Aren’t they just ninjas?

She carefully controlled not to make a sound and poked Taohua with her hand. Taohua stood still, glanced at her with tolerance, and continued to be alert to the surrounding situation.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the temperature in the room is a bit low, and the cold wind is blowing. But the window has been closed, what is going on? Is someone snooping here?

Uchiha Kaura was opposite, and he was upstairs. Someone who can hide under the surveillance of Senju and Uchiha at the same time has probably not been born yet.

Taohua relaxed a little and moved her eyes to the thin piece of paper that had been on the table all morning. From her angle, she couldn't see the whole picture, but she could only vaguely see that it was the letter that Ji-kun asked her about last time, which was sent together with Lord Tobirama's scroll.

Is there something wrong with the letter paper? Do you want to ask again?

Just as she was hesitating, Izayoi, who had been supporting his head, moved.

When I was about to write a reply, my pen tip touched the dry scratches on the letter paper and made a scratch. When I picked up the pen and took a look, it turned out that the ink had dried completely.

Izayoi waved his hand and placed the pen on the mountain of pens.

"Momoka-kun, I wrote to Tobirama-kun last time to ask for his opinion. I wonder if he wrote back to you later."

Taohua shook her head. "I'm sorry, Lord Ji. I haven't received any reply yet. Maybe there is something wrong with the clan. It will be fine after a while."

She was also puzzled. It was a short-term mission when she set out, and the reporting work continued every day. She sent back the news that Uchiha was also here. It stands to reason that Lord Tobirama would react quickly after reading this. But there is no news at all, which is very strange.

"Is that so..." Izayoi pondered for a while, then picked up the teacup and poured some water into the inkstone to dissolve the solidified ink.

"Then I'll write another letter. It's related to people's livelihood, so please send it again."

As she spoke, she dipped in ink and wrote the results of thinking about it all morning in columns from right to left on the prepared letter paper.

Taohua promised to send it, but there was no guarantee whether there would be a reply.

Izayoi shook his head gently and said it didn't matter. He kept writing without stopping and wrote a large area eloquently. Before Taohua could see it clearly, she put it into an envelope and sealed it with fire paint.

"Please send it out now. It's raining intermittently. I need to complete the second row house as soon as possible in a short period of time and separate people. Only ninjas can complete such difficult work. Please."

She folded her hands on her knees and bowed solemnly according to the etiquette here.

"If it takes too long, I'm afraid I'll get sick."

For people during the Warring States Period, getting sick was basically like stepping into a pit with half a foot. When you can't hold on any longer, lie down in the pit and your life will be over.

The epidemic is more serious, and once it breaks out, it will spread all over the world.

There was too much rain in spring, and the terrain of the outer street was already low, so the dirt from the inner street flowed there along with the rainwater. The accumulation is like a large petri dish of germs.

Not only did Izayoi want to invite ninjas to finish the work quickly while the rain stopped, but he also wanted Senju, who was outstanding in medicine, to see how to prevent this kind of situation.

She no longer expected a reply from Qianju Tobirama. But this letter will definitely be seen.

Because there were outsiders here, Taohua went to send the letter elsewhere. Butterfly came forward, pouting and complaining that she had not been invited to serve her closely recently.

"That's because you are very busy. Our Sister Butterfly is now a person of her own."

Izayoi smiled to appease his subordinates and allowed her to take away the pen-washing job.

While rinsing the tip of the pen, Butterfly took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Without Ji-kun's love, I wouldn't be where I am today. By the way, Shikasuke's shop is a bit far away from us, is it okay?"

"As long as he wants to come here, he can go up the stairs faster than you can."

Tsk. Ninja again.

Butterfly held back her mouth, endured it for a long time, and asked, "Can I be like them?"

"Who?"

Izayoi leaned on the pillow beside him. He adjusted it several times, but still felt it was a bit low. Finally, he sat up.

The butterfly moved closer eagerly. "Ninja! I want to be as powerful as them!"

"Are you really planning to be like them?"

"It's not as good as Kauraura Shikasuke, but at least it's the same as Momoka. Otherwise, how can I protect you in the future?"

Izayoi was amused by her. "Do you believe that Taohua can fight on par with them?"

"No!" Butterfly was shocked. Taohua is taller than her, and she doesn't look tall and powerful.

"Momoka is a very powerful female ninja, that's why she was sent here. If you insist, I can ask her to teach you some self-defense techniques. At least in the izakaya, I will feel more at ease if I join forces with Hirata."

Butterfly shyly avoided Ji Jun's hand pinching her nose, and said coquettishly: "Am I that weak in your eyes?"

On the crow's hair, the bright weeping flowers trembled, as beautiful as the wings of a butterfly.

It was a very pleasant scene, but Izayoi was stunned.

"What's the matter with you?"

"No... nothing."

She looked gloomy and avoided talking, making it difficult for Butterfly to continue asking. After racking his brains to find a good topic, Butterfly happily pointed at the hot water basin and changed the topic.

"I prepared hot water for you to soak your hands, but I didn't expect your hands to be much warmer than before. It seems that your health is really improving!"

"……Maybe."

Izayoi stood up, stood in front of the window and looked out.

"Have you found the house you mentioned earlier?"

Unexpectedly, Ji Jun suddenly turned to this topic. Butterfly thought for a while and answered with some distress: "The houses with a suitable distance are basically for self-occupation. And I went to check it myself. It felt that it was either too old or had a musty smell. It was messy. It’s even more impossible on the other side of the alley. Why don’t we wait until Tianshu is free to build a separate building for you behind the izakaya?”

"Ignore this for now. It's not good for Yuzi to run alone these days. There are few visitors on rainy days, so you can let her bring her friends to the backyard to get food. There is extra hot water for the children to wash their feet."

"Yes."

After explaining the urgent matters, Izayoi turned and looked out the window. The raindrops that had been rattling on the window panels had subsided a lot, and the energetic voices of children could be heard not far away. Butterfly quickly went downstairs to start organizing, leaving her alone in the room again.

The continuous drizzle was carried by the wind and blew into the house. Izayoi stretched out his hand to catch the rain. The raindrops were so thin that they were invisible, leaving only wet traces on my palms to represent my presence.

She closed her palms, and a trickle of water flowed down along the palm lines, and then spread them out. A shallow line in the middle started under the middle finger and ran through three horizontal lines all the way to the end.

The fortune teller said that she would be wandering around in this life, but if she met a noble person and dealt with things properly, she would be able to turn bad luck into good fortune.

If she hadn't washed up on the beach, if she had washed up on the beach somewhere else, if she hadn't met the Uzumaki clan, if Mito hadn't given her a helping hand... she wouldn't have been able to stand here.

The sky was overcast and the wind started to blow. In order to prevent the rain from entering the house, she put down the window sticks, returned to the table, half-reclined on the pillow and closed her eyes to meditate.

The letter has been sent, just waiting for a reply. If the handwriting on the scroll is different from the one in the enclosed letter, then Tobirama must not have received the letter first.

She held her chest, and the peace sign hidden under her clothes exuded warmth. In this humid and cold spring, it is like carrying a warm baby with you, so warm that it is hard to let go.

After hesitating for a while, he finally took it off.

The emerald green vines that never fade, and the thick dark purple stones, even though the techniques are rough, still have a natural beauty.

Izayoi looked at it intently, rubbing it unconsciously with his fingers.

I don't know how much time passed, but she suddenly woke up and raised her hand to throw it out.

But after struggling again and again, my joints turned white, and in the end I still couldn't give up.

Take out a handkerchief and wrap it carefully, pressing it against the bottom of the box.

With a sigh of relief in my chest, guilt and self-blame surged into my heart again, overpowering the fleeting feeling of reluctance.

Ignoring the expensive clothes that bound his legs, Izayoi leaned against the box in the corner, curled up as hard as he could, put his hands in his hair, and couldn't stop rocking back and forth.

The sun is far behind the dark clouds through the light wind and rain. A faint ray of light came out from the crack of the window, unable to illuminate the figure hidden in the darkness.

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In the Thousand Hands Clan, Hashirama threw away his angry brother, strode into his home, and opened the door anxiously.

A sealed scroll lay on a cabinet at home.

There are several small teeth marks on the wooden cabinet, which are rodent ninja beasts - they must have been sent back by Moohua!

There was no time to wait for his brother to get home, so he directly crushed the seal and opened the scroll.

A letter fell out of it.

Very good! Izayoi finally wrote him a reply!