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

This wasn't the first time that Neji had been pierced through the chest.

If we don't count the time spent with Nora, only half a month has passed since the last time he was pierced like this.

Is he particularly destined to die in this way?

Just a few seconds ago, the Byakugan caught a flaw in the water clone that was invisible to the naked eye - there was a momentary pause in the man's flawless movement when he swung the knife.

Just a moment is enough.

The water clone is different from the original body. As long as the damage is severe enough, it can be removed.

Chakra exploded under his feet, and the boy rushed straight towards Tobirama in front of him.

As Neji turned his wrist, the samurai sword drew a crescent shape in the air.

The blue armor was wrapped in a white lining and turned into liquid the moment it was separated from the torso.

When the torso fell back, Neji had long disappeared, leaving only the whirlpool in the water caused by the strong impact, which was still expanding.

Ningji died once, but this is Izuna's first time.

Uchiha Izuna is not as "good" as himself and can be bound by an unreliable system.

"Host!!!!!"

001 was screaming, but Neji no longer cared about being upset. He could feel himself getting faster and faster - ignoring what his brain was thinking, his body was just moving forward.

"The child of a scapegoat is still a scapegoat after all."

When Ningji was still young, an adult from the main family said this.

But it seems to be right. His father died in place of Hinata's father, and he blocked the fatal blow for Hinata.

A scapegoat indeed.

"Host! The mission target is about to die!!!"

Neji thought that death might have been closer than he thought from the beginning. If a person is killed, he will die. Human life is so fragile.

But he didn't want Izuna to die.

When a person dies, their relatives and friends will be sad without exception. He was one of them.

The death of his father became the biggest regret in Neji's life. Even if he got an explanation in the days that followed - and said so-called words of forgiveness, the regret could never be eliminated.

From time to time, he would dream of his father.

If his father didn't die, then his mother wouldn't die either. Then would he also become a child with a home in the Hyuga family?

From time to time, he would stroke his parents' tombstones.

If Chief Rizu had not accidentally killed the messenger that day, would he not have become the extra one?

But later, he grew up.

Everything was forcing him to forgive - only in this way could he find a place to stay.

He suddenly realized that he was also an ordinary person and would also compromise with fate.

But putting everything aside, he knew that if Hinata died, there would be many, many more people like him...far more than if he died.

He was the extra guy, who had finally squeezed into the gap.

The same is true now.

Uchiha Izuna cannot die, he doesn't want Izuna to die.

Before the brain finishes its function, the body has already made the decision for its owner.

The pain...is not as severe as that caused by the cutting technique. It may be because the wound is smaller, or it may be that my resistance to pain has increased - after all, there are few attacks in the world that are more painful than the cutting technique.

Let's end here...

The boy did not close his eyes, but opened them successfully.

The wooden beams were crisscrossed, and there seemed to be some pain in his body that had not yet fully responded.

The familiar ceiling, the sunlight shining in from a familiar angle, and the sound of footsteps can be heard outside the door. It's the Uchiha clan members walking in the corridor.

"The host did a great job! Uchiha Izuna is not dead yet!"

001 looked very happy, but Neji closed his eyes tiredly.

Things were taking a turn for the worst.

"You... never said..."

001 interrupted Neji impatiently: "Host, you haven't asked! And I said before that if the mission fails, the host will disappear into thin air, and if the mission fails, the only possible result is the death of the mission target."

Sophistry! This is pure sophistry!

Neji didn't want to talk, but just leaving the bed seemed to take all the strength the boy had.

What was he doing before? What was the reason for his decision?

Is it to open my eyes now and find that everything has returned to that morning?

Absolutely not.

Ningci finally got up.

Everything is repetition after repetition.

Neji had no idea how to rescue Izuna from Tobirama's hands.

He was not one to give up, especially in this situation. Maybe if he tried again, things would be different?

"Host, let's keep up the good work!"

Neji didn't reply, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

He waited for the night to fall with anxiety and anticipation.

First I went to help the consul, and then I went to be taught how to use chakra by Izuna...

A greater sense of familiarity than before also brings more skilled movements.

"Although I usually do a good job, but today is especially different!" The consul covered her mouth and laughed: "It's like she knows what I'm going to do next."

Neji just smiled and took the item before the other party could offer it.

"Damn genius!" Izunai opened his eyes and watched the boy effortlessly complete another basic training - he just gestured and this guy understood?!

Stop kidding! Even his brother might not understand the gesture he just made!

Izuna calmed down. It was not uncommon for someone to learn from Neji. She did not expect that something even more bizarre would happen now. But it will become the norm soon...

"Go get some snacks and tea for my brother."

The consul poured out the tea and was about to add some herbal tea to adjust the temperature to a suitable level, but the young man reached out to stop her.

"By the time we get to Madara-sama...Brother's room should be almost cool by now."

The consul slapped her head in sudden realization and said, "Look at me, I'm old, my thinking is not as lively as you young people! I forgot about this!"

Madara took over as the clan leader and changed the room, which was much farther away than before.

He watched the new clan leader take the snack and chew it slowly.

Ningji knew he couldn't say anything, and he had a knife hidden in his sleeve, so it naturally couldn't escape Madara's eyes.

"What are you doing with that thing?"

Ban didn't even raise his head, still staring at the document.

That thing, of course, refers to the knife.

"Master Madara, have you decided to go out tonight?"

Madara nodded without surprise, this was no secret among the clan.

"Maybe tonight isn't a good time."

Neji spoke hesitantly, but his eyes never left Madara's face - he wanted to observe Madara's reaction so that he could prescribe the right medicine next time.

The deployment is not a secret, anyone can talk about it.

Even if it is leaked to the Senju, it will be fine - they are on the defensive, not a sneak attack.

"Are you speaking for Qianju?"

Madara said with some disdain: "If I say no, you will become an unknown killer, Nora, and use that to kill me?"

Time is not enough to gain Madara's trust - besides, as an outsider with no relatives or friends, it would seem strange if he trusted him.

But Madara had a pair of Sharingan, and there was no doubt in his tone.

Uchiha Madara sighed. There was no malice in the boy's eyes. Just pure hope.

"I can't do that. It's already been decided."

He thought the boy would get angry and pull out the knife as a threat.

But he would not give in. This was not only the decision of the Uchiha clan leader, but also the decision of the entire Uchiha clan.

“That’s not going to change.”

But the boy was neither unhappy nor angry. He just calmly pulled out the knife and inserted it accurately into his left chest.

That's where the heart is. And Neji's movements and speed were without hesitation - as if this was someone else's insignificant body.

Being proficient in killing techniques is a required course for ninjas, but being proficient in suicide techniques is a skill that only elites can master.

Ningji was just guessing, everything was still unclear and covered with a hazy veil.

The next time will be better than this time.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the familiar ceiling.

"This time, it will be better than last time."

Pretending to have such thoughts, he walked out of the room and began the third day of repetition.

It was a pity that the next day seemed to be deliberately against the young man and was reluctant to come.

"Host... This is already the seventeenth time..."

Even if Uchiha Madara agreed verbally, the Uchiha would still come out in full force at night.

Even if I tried to persuade Izuna, she would just keep refusing to compromise.

It's just approaching the critical value, but it can never reach it.

Even if the heart is pierced again, the pain will still be there. It seems that the pain resistance is only close to the critical value.

He took the snacks, removed his sleeves to leave his arms bare, and knocked on the door for the twentieth time.

"Master Spot."