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

Everyone is the same.

So you are not allowed to be sad.

I'm more sad than you.

So don't be sad.

That's what everyone says, so it must be true.

...

"The blood...is coagulating?"

To the naked eye, it looks like this.

The bloody and messy piece had been opened by Chakra before.

Before the situation got any worse, medical chakra was injected to isolate and maintain everything that was not functioning.

These pieces of meat were once separated, as if soaked in liquid, yet connected.

This medical plan, which sounds unrealistic, has lasted for nearly two hours.

No, if we count the time that Nohara Rin spent alone, it should be more than two hours.

After countless optimizations, even the brain cells are flowing away along with the chakra.

"Tsunade-sama?"

Nohara Lin's reaction was a little slower.

The Jinchūriki who has the help of the tailed beast has a huge advantage in chakra amount.

But Baihao was not to be outdone.

No matter how you say it.

Now, it seemed...at least for the next half hour.

Unfortunately it won't continue to increase.

"At least it seems like that now."

Even as she breathed a sigh of relief, Tsunade continued her movements.

Everything seems to be getting better.

"Half an hour at most."

"At most, half an hour?"

This is Uchiha Madara who is a little out of the ordinary.

Although he didn't know what was happening, the old man's Rinnegan told him.

It should be getting better.

"Are you going to die soon?"

This is the same situation as Uchiha Obito.

However, as a beginner to the Sharingan, he seemed to have no idea where things were going.

"If your Mangekyō Sharingan is for nothing."

Such words were swallowed by Madara.

Is it really okay to include such a fool-like child in your plan?

Although this child has good talents, his brain is not very useful.

Not only does it grow quickly - just by looking at Neci being hit by the white-haired brat's Raikiri, he can directly grow from the two-magatama Sharingan to the Mangekyō.

Although I still don't fully understand how to use the Sharingan.

But even for Izuna, it was not until she was sixteen that she opened the Mangekyo for the first time.

The future is limitless...idiot.

Isn't it Uchiha Madara who has the final say on what he will become?

"Things are getting better, Obito."

Emotional stability still depends on Lin.

Before Mount Ban erupted, the girl spoke gently.

“It’s a good thing.”

But it's just an estimate.

What the future will be like can only be known when it arrives.

Just a glance from Tsunade and the girl nodded in understanding.

Don't slack off at any time.

Especially in times like now.

Just being careless and thinking that it doesn't matter will cause lifelong regret.

Lady Tsunade has beautiful eyes.

Now I feel completely exhausted.

But what if I’m tired?

"I'll do my best, Lady Tsunade."

She is like a shining star.

Just standing there can give people courage.

How can one describe all the twists and turns in just two hours?

The woman's legs were trembling slightly.

The girl's head was covered with sweat.

Dried sweat stains stick to clothes and tear your skin with just the slightest movement.

It was said to be two hours, but it seemed like a lifetime.

Long, with no end.

Desperate and without support.

But Lady Tsunade started from the beginning, without showing the slightest sign of weakness.

Maybe it is.

At least the fatigue in Lady Tsunade's eyes is not deceptive.

However, such despair and collapse were never conveyed to Nohara Lin.

She is methodical.

"We need more chakra here, mainly for transportation."

"The modules of the organs on the left side will be more efficient in a short period of time if they are not arranged according to the human body position."

"Well done, keep it up."

It feels like going to the battlefield.

And Lady Tsunade beside him is the most trustworthy captain.

The cellar was damp and cold, but Lin felt warm.

It was still midnight, but the sun was shining on my skin.

It’s warm, like the sunshine in early spring.

Winter ends and spring arrives as promised.

However, with the arrival of spring, it also brings some not-so-welcoming creatures.

For example.

Mosquito.

"That's weird, why is it itchy?"

The surface of my skin felt like it was bitten by hundreds or thousands of mosquitoes, causing itching and pain, as well as a noise that was not typical of early spring.

It's not just the feeling on your skin.

Even in my ears, I seemed to hear the sound of wings flapping.

The blood seemed to be sucked dry soon.

Not a drop will be left.

What happens after the blood is sucked out?

Tissue fluid and lymph fluid will definitely flow to the wrong places.

Her internal environment will be destroyed.

and then?

The girl's head was dizzy.

It's probably due to lack of blood.

This is her analysis.

After all, there are so many mosquitoes biting me.

It's normal to suffer from lack of oxygen due to blood loss!

"Lin!"

In the dim light, one could hear Obito's anxious calls and the sound of Lady Tsunade's moving footsteps.

She must have reached her position and taken over the rest of the work.

Do not worry.

Lin couldn't tell whether she made any sound.

It was just a mosquito bite.

Please don't worry about me.

There are more important things to do than worry about me.

...

This is a dream, so anything is possible.

The Uchiha clan was imprisoned collectively.

It seems that he was reported by Uchiha Itachi, the son that the director was proud of.

Corruption, tax evasion...

All those who are capable and incapable, those who will lose their heads and those who won’t.

The big and small, the old and the weak, the men and the women in the family...

No one was spared except six-year-old Uchiha Sasuke.

Director Uchiha Fugaku and his wife Mikoto will be executed by firing squad in half a month.

Uchiha Itachi, who was rewarded for reporting crimes and received many commendations, was later found to be a spy from an enemy country.

"Yeah...it's been a lot of twists and turns lately."

The girl looked about six or seven years old, with a unique bun on her head, and she sat in front of Neji in a carefree manner.

The tea bowl in his hand was not a common style in this country called "Japan" - who would bring their own tea bowl when visiting someone else's home?

Every day counts as one.

When he was four years old, he followed his father from Hong Kong, China to do business, and as expected, he became a classmate of Neci.

"That Uchiha Sasuke will come to our school if nothing unexpected happens."

Or maybe the little girl is just dominated by gossip.

Tiantian took a sip leisurely...the bottled iced black tea poured into the white teacup - a drink he brought from his hometown all the way.

"He can't go anywhere except here."

The only upright school in the Konoha Federation.

A private through-school school from kindergarten to high school.

The one in charge of the Uchiha clan is none other than the Konoha Federation.

"Wherever you want to escape to..."

They will all be caught back.

"Ningji, this idea of ​​yours is very dangerous!"

The drinks we drink every day are among the highest in the world in terms of sugar content.

But as long as it tastes good, it doesn't matter.

A businessman's girl always dares to say anything.

But as a stranger, I was more cautious.

But what about it?

The seven-year-old girl changed her posture and lay lazily on the ground.

Just by turning around, you can see Neji sitting there in a serious manner.

She said "dangerous", but there was no doubt that she was the type of person who wanted to continue the topic.

Dangerous indeed.

Nothing can be said about the Konoha Federation.

But as long as it's fun, it doesn't matter.

"Ningji you actually."

"They are the same kind of people as us."

Tiantian is too precocious.

These are not words a seven-year-old girl would put on her lips.

"Do not..."

"At least you're above me."

In Neji's memory, Tenten's family sold ninja tools.

His pockets were always full and he could afford whatever he wanted - at that time, Xiao Li was envious of him for a long time.

"Tiantian, it's time to go home."

In the afterglow of sunset, the shadows of the pillars become pairs.

The middle-aged man with a big belly opened the door with a kind smile.

"Daddy!"

With his hometown accent, Tiantian jumped up.

Behind the man, there were three people.

Hizashi who smiles gently, and Hiashi who rarely looks embarrassed.

And Hinata, whose eyes were red as if she had just cried.

"I think I have a pretty good eye for people."

The girl waved goodbye, and her petite figure gradually disappeared as she jumped and skipped.

Ningji didn't know what business Tenten's father was in.

But seven years of memory at least makes one thing clear.

The buying and selling of ninja tools - or the buying and selling of hot weapons - is "illegal" here.

She is Tiantian, no doubt about it.

But there is something more and something less than what I remember every day.

What is the so-called same kind of people?

Neji must have known that even if it was just a brief doubt, it was just his sixth sense playing dumb.