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

The land is in constant motion.

But Neji had already seen what was about to appear inside.

It was moonlit and evening.

Hyuga Neji is the only son of the second-in-command of the Hyuga group.

It is impossible that you have never seen a "horror movie" or similar films and TV shows.

After all, the world view and details here are too perfect.

It's somewhat hard to believe - it's just a dream.

But what is happening before our eyes can only happen at night.

This is...Senju Tobirama for sure.

Neji still maintained the same posture as at the beginning.

He squatted by the roadside, with the leaves of the rhododendron sticking to his forehead.

There are things that should be there more than leaves.

For example, say hello.

White hair, white skin, red eyes.

The black lines around the face were replaced by cracks.

However, the main features have been preserved.

Big fur collar.

"good evening."

Neji's fingers were eager to try.

No matter how you think about it, it's just a dream.

Since I'm already dreaming, it should be okay to do something that I wouldn't normally do, right?

"Ya ...

It seems that Tobirama can't speak.

Only his head and one finger were visible.

I don't know what he was thinking, but from the moment he popped his head out, Tobirama stopped digging the soil out - he was obviously smarter than a loach at the beginning.

Live albino earthworms.

But it's rare to see.

Now Tobirama looks like a chick breaking out of its shell.

As long as the head was exposed, it thought it had successfully hatched.

He is observing the world with his cloudy eyes.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

And the moment he saw Neji clearly, he became excited.

It was like the chick saw its mother.

My father is on a business trip these days and won't be back.

Mother...

It seems like he hasn't been home lately.

The women in the group don't have as much free time as everyone thinks. Instead, they have endless queues and meetings to attend.

These are their jobs.

Most of the families that have split up have no servants.

After all, the branch family is a servant.

"Can I touch your collar?"

Neji opened his mouth slowly, but his fingers were already extended.

Cracked skin.

Pale complexion.

Cloudy eyes.

Stereotyped and repetitive actions.

They are exactly the same as the zombies that suddenly appear in movies and TV shows.

"Yeah?"

The pronunciation is somewhat similar to the Japanese word "不要".

But there was a pair of eyes flashing between the zombie's eyes - the eyes of a dead person are dark and lifeless.

But now it is really shining.

"If you didn't say no, you agreed."

This guy can't speak anyway.

“Ah…ah!”

The air has become humid even before summer.

The air is wet, not to mention the soil.

Half of the collar was still buried under the ground, with only a small part exposed in Neji's field of vision.

Under the moonlight, Tobirama looked frighteningly white.

If the dead are not white, how can the living be white?

The fur collar was not as fluffy as I imagined, but rather moist after being touched by water mist.

What touches my fingertips is no longer the smell of sunshine.

But it is the unique stench of soil.

From this perspective, Tobirama looks like a plant without chloroplasts.

Neji placed his hand next to Tobirama's exposed fingers.

He moved slowly, framing the door room with a circle.

"Yeah?"

Draw the ground as a prison.

"It would be nice if you were alive."

"Babbling?"

It is now a question whether Tobirama can understand what he is saying.

But this is the door room.

This made Neji feel inexplicably relieved.

He is blank.

Different from ordinary humans.

All his stories are written on the surface.

Nothing hidden.

But once you explore the inside.

It was blank.

The circle gets deeper and deeper.

The exposed part of the door is getting larger and larger.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

When the zombie Tobirama heard the sound, he actually twisted his body as well.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Take you home."

“It’s nobody’s home.”