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

Which side is Kakashi on?

Sasuke didn't know.

But now, at least it seems to be on this side.

He doesn't come here often.

Most of the visits were based on the premise that there was something to ask Kakashi.

He didn't even know where the bathroom was.

Kakashi seemed to have done something.

Four people followed behind the yellow-haired boy.

Same school, same class.

Uzumaki Naruto is the last one in the class, while he is the top-ranked genius.

But now, the genius followed behind the last one, and the initiative was handed over to the yellow-haired boy.

Kakashi must have said something to Naruto.

From the moment Tiantian suggested going to his room, this boy showed an expression completely different from usual.

"That's so boring, seniors."

He smiled like a little fox whose trick had succeeded.

But it is still unclear who has fallen into the fox's trap.

"It's fun to attack at a time like this!"

"If we let Sasuke lead the way, he would definitely hide things like that and this quietly."

He looked as if he understood.

"How can I gain the love of my classmates if that's the case?"

When Uzumaki Naruto smiles, his eyes narrow together.

The blue eyes were completely covered, and only two cunning lines could be seen.

It's completely different from the silly look when you open your eyes.

"As long as it's fun, anything is fine."

When I was seven years old, Tiantian said this.

She still does so now.

The girl looked at Neji with pleasure and followed Naruto.

No matter what the outcome is.

As long as it's fun.

Is this the image of Tiantian in my mind?

Is this really my dream?

"What's wrong. Neji?"

Seeing the young man next to him suddenly stop, Tiantian couldn't help but worry.

The brown bun is familiar yet strange.

Neji and Tenten have known each other for a long time.

There is usually only one class per term in a ninja school.

It is normal for students from the same class to know each other.

But Neji just felt that the girl with the bun in front of him looked a little strange.

No wonder.

After all, this is just my "dream".

it's wired.

Why did he think this was his dream?

It was as if something had been deliberately erased from Neji's mind.

No matter how hard I try, I just can’t remember.

Blurry, sharp, colorful.

There is no signal.

...

"I said..."

"This has been going on for several days, right?"

Uchiha Obito finally has a hairstyle that looks normal.

It’s really hard-earned.

"quack."

Uchiha Madara still said the same thing.

This is no longer the haggard-looking Uchiha Madara.

Instead, it was Uchiha Madara, one of the top ten nurses who seemed confident.

He now looks like he has found the value of his existence... full of energy.

“Maybe this is a calling.”

Uchiha Obito once commented like this.

"One day you will wake up."

"Wait until the day he is willing to wake up."

"quack."

There is no reason to say that.

Uchiha Madara had only one word for this.

"quack."

But Tsunade wasn't angry.

At first, she seemed a little afraid of Uchiha Madara.

After all, being grabbed by a strange old man with gray hair is definitely not a good memory.

"Not everything in this world can be explained by objective facts."

"quack."

There is absolutely no way to communicate.

It was exactly like the difficult caregiver Tsunade encountered in Konoha's medical department.

No matter what you say, the other party will only think that your medical skills are immature.

But the more deeply one studies medical skills, the more superficial they become.

There is no end.

not end yet.

There is nothing wrong with being called a quack.

Of course, only in this case now.

"When your body is ready, it will wake up naturally."

This is by no means the first time such a conversation has taken place.

"How long will it take for the body to be ready?"

Uchiha Obito next to him had already learned to recite the entire text.

"One minute, one hour."

"It could be right away, or it could be a day later, or a year later."

"Or you may never wake up in your lifetime."

Uchiha Madara punched Obito on the head.

"Watch your mouth and stop saying such unlucky words."

At this moment, Uchiha Madara seemed a bit like someone he was familiar with.

There is something magical about eating and living together.

Before this, Tsunade had never seen Uchiha Madara.

Even because of some unpleasant encounters, the already low impression score is lowered further.

Without getting along, nothing will change.

Jiraiya seemed to have said this before.

At that time, I was still immersed in the death of my lover and loved ones, and I felt that Jiraiya was talking without any pain.

Now it seems that it is not entirely true.

"You and him are very similar."

It is self-evident who he is.

Who else could it be except Tobirama who aged and died early?

There is no other.

There is a disease in this world.

A disease that no one can cure

Now, Uchiha Madara has also become its victim.

"what?"

Uchiha Madara turned his head unhappily, while Obito beside him still looked confused as at the beginning.

what happened?

Who looks like whom?

Why does the old man have an expression that looks both happy and unhappy?

Are the Uchiha clan's facial muscles so powerful?

Hyuga Neji is addicted.

A mental illness that can perfectly cure Uchiha's facial paralysis.

Known infected people...

There is at least one Senju Tobirama.

"So, when are you going to let me go?"

"No alcohol, no handsome guys, no casinos."

"What you are doing now is torture! Abuse!"

Tsunade found a comfortable place to lean against, not giving Uchiha Madara a chance to reply.

She was wearing high heels and swinging her calves casually.

It's like what you said just now was not "When will you let me go" but "When will you bring me the wine?"

Tsunade is not the only one who identifies strongly with the word "abuse".

There is also Uchiha Obito who nodded and turned into a wave drum.

"Even if I'm not here, it's the same as long as Lin is here."

Just like I said at the beginning.

Just pretend none of this happened.

Uchiha Madara did not take himself away.

She had never met Uchiha Madara either.

Why are the missing Nohara Rin and Uchiha Madara, whose memorial stone is covered with moss, here?

She should be in charge.

But how to manage it?

Things were mixed together one by one, and finally turned into an irreversible direction.

Now, she was moved to the center of the vortex.

Uchiha Madara must be trying to do something - and those eyes.

Pale purple eyes that only exist in legends.

They came to this world with the Creator and walked through the world with the most obvious characteristics of the "Six Paths Sage".

If someone said that Uchiha Madara was the reincarnation of the Six Paths Sage, Tsunade would be the first one to not believe it.

Where do eyes come from?

What does Uchiha Madara want to do now?

Madara wouldn't say anything, and there wasn't much room left for her to do anything.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

"Unfortunately, I am a greedy person."

"All of them. I want them all."

Madara smiled.

He looked at Neji on the bed, then turned to look at Tsunade.

"Tsunade-hime."

"It's a name that comes up a lot lately."

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I watched my hands grow up under my watch - although the "watch" here seems to be one-sided.

“Human beings are greedy from the beginning.”

"You don't know that, do you?"

Because of greed, there are wars.

Because of greed and wanting more, you lose everything.

That's how people are.

So Hashirama was destined to fail.

As long as the world's resources remain limited, and as long as people remain the same as they were at the beginning.

The pain and sorrow will never end.

"Without alcohol and gambling, what's the point of living?"

"It's not something an adult in their teens should be doing to be here and look after a little kid like a babysitter."

Gambling and alcohol are definitely not.

Tsunade was arguing - she just wanted to make herself look unreliable, but it was definitely difficult to come up with an unexpected answer.

"So, you old man, please let me go back quickly."

"Give me back the youth that belongs to a girl."

"Hello? Are you listening?"

Uchiha Madara remained silent.

Tsunade is definitely not the kind of person who would really treat Neji as a half-great devil.

What these eyes told their owner was.

Tsunade wanted to stay here as much as anyone else present.

"Resent the misfortune of not having the Sharingan."

This is what Izuna often said.

Time may really smooth out a person's edges - although in most cases it only appears on the surface.

Madara simply pointed to his eyes to make Tsunade's expression dim.

No difficulties and no hatred.

They are just trying their best in their own direction.