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

"Come think of something fun!"

"At least, don't be as boring as you seem now."

The red and black snake is thin and long. It comes from nothingness and is definitely not from this world.

But where they came from was not important to Tobirama.

They are all dead, why bother about so much?

Death is like putting a person into a small, narrow room.

There are no walls around, but there is no way to stretch out.

I can only recall my only life over and over again.

Whether sad or happy.

All became the past.

"Hey? You're bored here too, right?"

"If you could see him again, would you become a little more interesting?"

The little snake slowly spit out its tongue. The patterns on its body were crisscrossed and piled together, which was slightly different from what I remembered.

The one that Xiaoshe was talking about was very familiar to Tobirama.

Even more familiar than the little snake in front of him.

Suddenly appeared, a small snake suddenly appeared in the torrent of time.

It has poisonous patterns and the special ability to speak.

Perhaps every person who has died has had a similar experience.

Meet a snake and talk to the snake.

And what the snake does every day is to tell Tobirama.

"The day is over and you have nothing to do."

If Tobirama tried to refute something, the little snake would respond with rude remarks.

"You seem unhappy."

"Did you do anything today?"

"Besides staying here, I don't know what I'm doing."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with ignoring the fact that I was already dead and that I could only stay here.

But he was definitely dead.

"Then tell me, what else can I do?"

At this time, Tobirama would speak with interest.

He wanted to know what meaningful information this reptile could spit out.

"Uh..."

At this time, the little snake often responds by remaining silent.

"Anyway, you'll know later."

"It's not time yet."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Tobirama was too lazy to say who was anxious.

Only the eldest brother would do such a waste of time.

No, not even Big Brother.

Something only an evil Uchiha would do.

Tobirama scoffed.

But today.

The little snake said something different.

"You are really a boring person."

"Now, let me enrich and decorate your life!"

If the dead also need to live, Tobirama is still welcome.

The closer you get to death, the more you can recognize your original intentions.

What you want, what you want to get, and where you fail in the end.

All these unwillingness and regrets will slowly develop in death.

Until the day when the formed emotions break out of the shell.

"Hey, were you thinking..."

"This damn reptile finally came in handy one day."

"You're not thinking that, are you?"

The snake's tongue turned blue-purple - it was definitely not this color originally.

Red, or pink, in short, these are the colors that all snakes may appear.

"No, you're overthinking it."

Tobirama looked directly at the little snake with a clear conscience.

The pure black eyes are like glass beads.

Totally different from him.

"I'd love to have some change."

"If you can do that."

The tone of a superior, the condescending attitude

But the little snake seemed to have gotten used to it.

"Hehe, get ready!"

"Although, you may be different then than you are now."

"But every day after that, it will definitely become what you want it to be."

"?"

Tobirama was a little confused but lost consciousness the next second.

The dark space was still dark, but it had a stronger smell of soil.

And what was inside the skull became distorted and chaotic.

Only the last sentence is left: "Everything is for my supreme master."