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

This person will never fail in anything he does.

That's why it's here.

It is not a system, but it does the work of a system.

Even if you can no longer eat what you desire, it is still here.

"What should I say about you?"

000 doesn't plan to ask any more questions.

To be honest, from the original Uchiha site to finding Danzo, it was a process that even 000 felt tired watching.

But this is Hyuga Neji's choice.

Most likely it's not for efficiency or anything else.

"Your intuition tells you that this is an agreement with others."

"is it?"

So, do it yourself.

So, give Tsunade a surprise.

So, I want to make everyone’s wishes come true.

"This is not your mission... Nothing will happen even if you don't do it..." 000's voice sounded sad.

It just caught the barely perceptible "Hmm" from Hyuga Neji.

And it never thought that Neji would tell it the reason.

"This is a promise with a very important person."

"By the way..."

Neji was talking about a very important person, but he didn't extend it and changed the subject.

“Are you really a system?”

000 was stunned. It took a second before it slowly replied, "Why do you ask?"

"intuition."

I always feel that 000 is somewhat different from the system I have in mind, but it also seems to have some similarities.

"whatever you think."

000's voice faded away: "Go do your thing."

“Don’t touch death when the next day comes.”

It paused: "The rest is up to you."

The snake was silent and stopped talking, but the snake felt that it should give a reminder.

But the snake still didn't say it.

It watched in silence.

Into the darkness.

"Go back quickly."

The snake spoke up: "What needs to be done has been done."

"It's going to rain."

...

"Yeah, it looks like the weather isn't going to be very good."

Obito was sweating profusely, Uchiha Madara was going to punish him again.

But it’s not a big problem, a few hits are no problem for Obito.

This is...

Obito looked at his subordinate's wheelchair in a daze.

Is your choice really the right one?

He changed direction and deliberately slowed down his movements.

"I'm really sorry to cause you trouble."

"Well, it's time to go back, Master, or the Master and Madam will be worried later."

As he said this, Obito turned around and looked at Shisui and Itachi.

"Sorry about that."

The person holding the umbrella bent slightly as a bow of thanks.

"Please wait!"

Shisui's emotions haven't completely stabilized yet.

The hot flush coming from his eye sockets was all too familiar - this was the first time the Sharingan had automatically opened since the day he opened his eyes.

To hold back.

Shisui didn't want to open his Sharingan in front of this person yet.

"Is there anything else?"

The boy's voice was gentle and weak, sounding like someone who was about to die.

If we part today, will we be able to meet again next time?

For them, a day, a week, a month are just a tiny part of life.

But how many months, weeks, and days can the person in front of me have?

"Um...can I know your name?"

What an offensive question.

Even Shisui was taken aback by his own recklessness.

But he wanted to ask, he didn't want to miss it again.

At least, at least know this person's name...

Regardless of identity or position, he just wants to know.

"Nora...you can call me that."

The wheelchair had been completely turned away, leaving only a blurry back view of Shisui.

Everything around him gradually faded, and only Nora could be seen in his field of vision.

"Will we meet again?"

"after..."

The sound of still water is erratic.

The ninja who is so decisive in killing on the battlefield actually has such an unexpected side in private.

He was almost begging, using all his strength to get a response from the other party.

"Most definitely."

Nora was walking away, but the voice was transmitted accurately and without error.

Not only Shisui's ears, but also Uchiha Itachi standing on the side.

"You're going to tell me who I am, right?"

Suddenly, Ye Liang seemed to turn around.

Were those white eyes looking at me just now?

Shisui stood there in a daze - he seemed to have looked, at least once.

"Nora..."

A stray cat with nowhere to go.

Who would name their child like that?

Shisui couldn't understand why he had spent an incredible amount of time in a daze these past few days - it was as if all the daze he would ever spend in his life was concentrated in these few days.

Really...can we still see it?

If only I could see it again...it would be great.

Families always look forward to their children coming home.

Especially when eating.

"Today, he was on time in a strange place too!"

Tsunade was only wearing underwear and seemed to have just taken a shower. Her hair was wet and there was even a towel hanging around her neck.

"The meal is ready. The one who's in charge of cooking today is Madara. Get ready for the tofu hell!"

Although he had taken a shower, he reeked of alcohol.

Even though they were nearly fifty meters apart, Obito could still smell the smell of alcohol on Tsunade.

"It stinks! Sister Tsunade, can you please put on your clothes before coming out!"

As Obito was complaining, he felt the wheelchair become lighter.

The person who was coughing so hard just now now stood up by holding on to the wall.

Neji was wearing an outer coat, his body was a little unstable, and it looked like he was about to fall to the ground at any time.

"I told you to be careful... Sister Tsunade, why don't you just stand there and watch and come and help?"

"You won't fall."

Tsunade took the beer from the table, hooked her finger, and light yellow foam gushed out with the smell of beer.

She took a big sip from the can before putting it down reluctantly: "Don't be so nervous, isn't it a good thing to be able to stand up?"

Without rehabilitation, being able to stand up is simply a fantasy.

So what if I stand up?

He just fell back down.

"But..."

Obito is not a medical ninja, and he trusts what he sees with his own eyes in many things.

Just like this morning, he saw with his own eyes Hyuga Neji standing up with the help of his wheelchair.

Nora was still exactly the same person as in his memory.

Even after so many years, he is still half a head taller than me - but the age difference seems to be more than just half a head.

After some time, he will probably be taller than Nora.

It won't be long...it will be quick.

He watched the man go from swaying to steadying, from unfamiliar to familiar - how could someone not be familiar with his own legs?

But I'm sorry, Obito saw it this morning.

It is hard to imagine what it is like to have a estranged relationship with your own legs, but the boy saw it clearly with his unique eyes.

He saw the man's slightly raised chin and the beads of sweat running down his forehead due to the effort.

I saw the pair of hands with bulging veins and the blood stains sliding down the corners of his lips.

"I'll push you in... you can't..."

Before he could finish his words, his cheek was gently pinched.

The skin and fat are too close to each other and begin to occupy and squeeze the limited space in the mouth.

"Shhh."

It was he who brought Hyuga Neji to the Hokage's office building.

But he also stopped there.

Hyuga Neji seemed to be born with no expression.

With that pair of pure white eyes, the man's facial color looks frighteningly dull.

His lips are pale and thinner than those of ordinary people.

Hyuga Neji's face was very close, closer than ever before.

"Wait for me here."

"Did you hear that?"

He's still getting closer.

So strange, are Hyuga Neji’s eyelashes so long?

His mind and body were falling apart - Obito could feel his body shaking like a sieve, and the hands pinching his cheeks were getting stronger.

The feeling of oppression is not inferior to that of Madara...

Just being seen by those white eyes made him lose the strength to stand.

But Obito was still looking. He met those white eyes and was lost in the other's perfectly curved eyelashes.

It’s really long.

"Yes..."

The hands were gone.

He knelt on the ground, trembling, and tried his best to get himself and the wheelchair back into the space.

His body couldn't stop shaking, and even he couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement.

“It’s scary…”

There are magatama spinning inside the eyes, and bright red is about to flow out of the eye sockets.

"Fortunately, I didn't drink any water when I went out this morning..."

It would be so embarrassing to be scared to pee at this time.

Obito was moving his head and neck with difficulty, and just in time he saw his knees shaking violently.

He wanted to press it with his hand, but found that his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't find the direction.

"Nora-ni..."

"The eyelashes are so long."

He liked those eyes and the eyelashes around them.

I like the overly pale skin and the colorless lips.

Unspeakable reactions occur in adolescent boys without warning.

He leaned his head against the wall of the space, his mind blank.

I'm obviously so scared, why am I so excited?

The tip of the boy's tongue turned red with beads of blood as he greedily licked his upper lip.

My throat is extremely itchy.

"Really, it would be nice if you brought some water with you."

...

After that, what did Hyuga Neji do?

Obito didn't know, but Crow followed.

The black crows will represent the Uchiha and protect everyone they want to protect.

"But I'm still worried, Sister Tsunade!"

"Wouldn't it hurt if I fell?"

Obito's technique of folding up the wheelchair gradually became proficient, and without any obstruction, he could easily pick up the other person.

Although the person was taller than him, he was so heavy that he could lift him with one hand.

"Brother Neji, you must be tired too. I'll help you go back and rest."

Obito wouldn't stop him from walking.

Because this is Hyuga Neji's choice.

Perhaps he would have stopped it before today, but Obito now has no such intention.

He seemed to know why Minato-sensei had said before that he had only a twisted dependence on Rin.

It turns out that’s not really called love.

He seemed to have found what he truly loved.

"Where's the old man?"

"Still in the kitchen?"

Neji's body leaned against Obito, walking back slowly, and those eyes were moving.

Seems to be looking for Uchiha Madara as well.

"No, he just came out. He should be in his room, right?"

"Why, you don't want to eat tofu skin either?"

Tsunade was hesitating whether to report that the Tofu Skin Hell was actually Obito's personal limited set meal, when the beer in her hand was snatched away by someone.

"Lady Tsunade! You drank too much today!"

It was Lin who was angry.

"I've already drunk twelve bottles of sake today, and now I want beer! You're really going to get some wine when I don't see you!"

"Ah! Obito, Neji-nii, you're back!"

After snatching the beer from Tsunade, Lin realized that there were two more people in the room.

"I will bring the food to the room later, Obito, you guys go to your room and rest first."

"Well, I'll trouble you, Lin."

Obito tried to smile, but couldn't.

Lin is everyone's mother.

Not his mother.

And Neci is everyone's Neci.

It can't be his.

What on earth is there in this world that can belong to Uchiha Obito?

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The amnesiac Ningci brother added a little personal understanding of the author...

I feel like in the early part of the original work, Neji was actually quite crazy, but later on he became more and more gentle(?). In the end, Neji fans got a big blow...

All in all, I wrote something like this! I hope you enjoy reading it!

Everyone's version of Neji may be slightly different. Even my own views and understandings of Neji may conflict at different times.

Please bear with me if you like this book! Thank you for your love!