Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

Tsunade's career as a medical ninja was not short.

There will also be no shortage of career setbacks.

got used to.

These are things I'm used to.

This is how the woman comforted herself.

But my calves couldn't help but tremble.

What she touched did not seem to be a patient.

But the rules of the world.

Incredible world, incredible people.

Incredible phenomenon.

With incredible cases.

When doctors treat patients, they don't actually pay much attention to the root cause of the disease - of course, with the exception of some ancient types of medicine.

Rather than asking why people get sick, more attention is always paid to how to cure them.

But now there seems to be a slight change.

Not knowing the reason is a common occurrence.

But there is no other way to do it now except to use violence to save his life.

The only hope was placed on the cause.

This is a choice you would make when you are desperate.

Tsunade rarely has such thoughts when facing terminally ill patients.

Uchiha Madara next to him said nothing.

There was no initial threat.

There is no unrealistic oppression.

There is only silence.

But it was this silence that was deafening.

This guy can do anything.

Tsunade felt more than just simple fear.

If someone dies in his hands, even if he becomes a ghost, Madara will not let him go.

Even if I die, I will crawl out of the ground and beat myself up.

"What to do is something only foolish mortals would consider."

“As a kid who can do it.”

"You just need to think about doing the things at hand well."

I think someone who stood very straight said this to me before.

"I'm not the kid who can do it..."

"So there's nothing we can do now?"

It's normal for people to die in their own hands.

But there is only one thing that Tsunade always finds hard to accept.

The dead are the important people to you.

Before Madara will let her go, Tsunade will not let herself go first.

Relief is not the only solution.

Now she can do it, she will be the child who can do it.

“Now to find a solution to the problem?”

"There is absolutely no chance of making it in time."

“What I can do now is…”

The flash of the method flashed through Tsunade's mind like a meteor.

...

“Children who can do it don’t worry about what they should do.”

“The child who can do it will do everything well before worrying about it.”

The old man sat upright on the tatami, watching over his two sons.

The same face, but with completely different temperaments in different identities.

Almost, the twins were about to become only children.

In fact, he seemed to be an only child at first.

Under the handsome black suit of the Fen family member is a blue tattoo.

It's like livestock being branded, a mark that can never be removed.

Caged bird.

It's just a tattoo, but it's labeled with such a shameful label.

They were all members of the same clan, yet they had to be divided into masters and livestock.

Is it a pig, a dog, or a chicken or a duck.

Or something else, something more useful.

"In the past few years, the Hyuga Group..."

“It’s developing rapidly.”

"It is inseparable from the contributions of the two of you."

The old man pretended to cough, but didn't intend to get to the point.

The four walls do have ears.

What can be said and what cannot be said.

As the former team leader who had been in charge of Hinata for more than 20 years, he knew it in his heart.

It was just the atmosphere that gave the old man Sarutobi Hiruzen the advantage.

But on my side, if I’m not careful, I’ll stumble.

"I also have an unshirkable responsibility for Hinata's birthday assassination."

It's my fault that I developed the Hyuga Group too well, causing that old immortal Sarutobi Hiruzen to target him.

"In the future, we must be more vigilant and take precautions."

If Hiashi had really accidentally killed someone from the Thunder Group yesterday, at least one of Hizashi and Hiashi would have been thrown in jail by Sarutobi Hiruzen today.

At the very least, it should be a suspended death sentence - this stupid son, seeing his daughter being stabbed to death, actually fired two rounds in a row.

But the miraculous thing was that the man only suffered a skin scrape.

Before things become irreversible, the crying of Hizashi's son attracts the father.

If left alone, Rizu would definitely do something stupid.

He fired so many shots, it's no exaggeration to say he was a violent person.

"Of course, when I do things on weekdays..."

"You also need to stay calm and self-controlled."

"I believe you two know what to do and what not to do."

There's just one more problem.

Why did the man only get scratched after two rounds of shooting?

A boy with black hair and white eyes, and a frightened girl sitting next to him.

They are not doing it side by side.

But it was clearly the main seat - and the place where the servants waited.

Even in a small waiting area,

They will also be divided strictly according to the level ranking within the Hyuga group.

The core members are basically all Hyuga family members - after all, they are gangsters.

On the surface, we are all one family.

We must value friendship and loyalty.

These are nonsense that only fools on the periphery would believe.

The people here only think about money and power.

Nothing else.

People in the group can call the old man "Dad".

But in private, he can only call his team leader son "Father".

That's what the underworld is like.

"Because it's a dream, anything is possible."

That night, the pistol was pointed at the strong man from Lei's group.

His muscle lines are clearly defined, and it's obvious at first glance that he's more than just a thug.

Letting this kind of person assassinate the eldest daughter of the Hyuga Group - and his behavior is so brazen.

Even a fool would never do such a stupid thing.

But the Lei team did it anyway.

Just like the assassin of Kumogakure back then.

Still a four-year-old, Neji couldn't figure it out.

Why does it become like this.

All he knew was that his father had become a scapegoat instead of the clan members.

Having a twin brother is such a good thing!

But the Raikage is not a fool.

The Sandaime is not stupid either.

"They are just like their father."

"They are all dead soldiers."

At the wrong time and in the wrong place, Neji came to a conclusion that was not entirely correct.

The boy was silent, sitting in his own place, the place that belonged to the "livestock".

The stigma that only animals are branded with is far more apt than “bird in a cage.”

Because it's a dream, anything is possible.

Since this is a dream, even if twelve bullets are fired, there is a chance that nothing will be hurt, right?

No, being unscathed seemed a bit far-fetched.

Neji was afraid of the metal machines in the hands of the Hyuga group.

It is called a gun by those people.

Use gunpowder as a propellant to shoot the sharp bullet into the enemy's body.

Even Kaiten may not be able to fully deal with this terrifying hot weapon.

No matter how bizarre it is, it has to be.

It's probably just the extent of skin abrasion.

So he looked at the strong man.

Under the continuous bombardment of twelve bullets, only the skin was scratched.

If this is a dream, anything is possible, right?

This is a dream, so anything can happen.

But Neji continued to do it quietly.

He only glanced at Hinata beside him.

The girl was sitting on a purple cushion, wearing a floral kimono.

Wooden windows and paper-covered doors.

Everything was arranged in a familiar way to Neji.

The soft light shone on the girl, it was the scene in Neji's memory.

But those eyes were black.

Here, he is the only one with white eyes.

It's the devil's child.

It is an unhealthy existence.

No one cares what those white eyes can see.

They just think that the children of livestock are defective.

It's not strange to get sick if you are born with a deficiency.

Two identical men walked out of the inner room one after another.

The girl ran towards the man walking in front of her with a shy look on her face.

"Father!"

Her call was sweet and cute, but it was not the voice that a leader girl of the Hyuga team should have.

The corner of the girl's clothes was left on the ground, and the boy next to her picked it up obediently.

This is what he should do.

As livestock.

The tattoo on his chest has not healed yet.

The pain was like a raging wave at night, sweeping over me.

Every impact is as fierce as a raging wave, making it impossible to resist.

They roared past in waves, like a group of hungry beasts, constantly biting every inch of skin on the body.

This pain has no end, it is endless and seems to never stop.

This is a dream, so anything can happen.

But this is a dream.

Anything can happen.

Like this doesn't exist in the real world.

A pain that only belongs to dreams.