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

"Tobirama-sama."

"excuse me."

Late at night, the one who opened the Tobirama tent was Sarutobi Hiruzen.

The tent was not big, with only one candle lit in the middle.

The light emitted by candles is always soft and friendly.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the warmth brought by the candles.

Sarutobi Hiruzen wears straw sandals, which make a unique "rustling" sound when he steps on the ground.

"Shh, let's talk outside."

Sarutobi Hiruzen just stood outside the tent, and before he could completely put his body in, he was stopped by a hand.

It was Tobirama's hand.

His strong and powerful arms blocked Sarutobi Hiruzen outside the tent, as if the world would be destroyed if he made any more noise.

Even the halo of the candle was unwilling to dissipate from the tent.

The gentle candlelight fell as the tent fell and disappeared completely from Sarutobi Hiruzen's sight.

What's inside the tent and who came with Tobirama?

The answer is self-evident.

Who else could it be? The herbal merchant.

The herbal merchant who was hurriedly brought back by Tobirama-sama and whose face has not yet been fully revealed.

Some people seem destined to be different from the moment they appear, but when that person is around, Lord Tobirama, whom they don't recognize at all, will appear.

As a student, Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't explain what this felt like.

Tobirama Senju is stuck in a quagmire, and his past, which he has refused to reveal to his students, is haunting him like a demon.

But it was not the students who had accompanied the teacher for ten years who pulled the teacher out of the swamp.

Instead, it was a stranger who looked about the same age as himself and had a young appearance.

"Tobirama?"

The moment Sarutobi Hiruzen heard the other person talking in the room, he knew why he could only talk to Lord Tobirama outside the tent.

The boy's voice was a little hoarse and nasal.

He rolled up one side of the tent, leaving a gap through which the door could be seen.

But what Sarutobi Hiruzen could see ended at the arm.

Her skin was like that of a porcelain doll, with an abnormal flush of red.

A completely different color from villagers infected with the plague.

Tobirama turned his body to block the medicine seller behind him, and even his hand was stuffed back by the man.

This double standard should not be too obvious!

Sarutobi Hiruzen cursed and thought about all the good things Tobirama had done in his life.

Finally, we can only conclude:

I just don't deserve to see it.

"It's Hiruzen who's here."

In Sarutobi Hiruzen's opinion, Tobirama's answer was somewhat pathetic.

The Hokage of Konoha Village in the Land of Fire needs to report his itinerary to an unknown medicine merchant?

Besides, he wasn't even on the itinerary - he was Tobirama's student.

In the end, Sarutobi Hiruzen successfully swallowed his doubts about the world.

Lord Tobirama must have his reasons for doing this.

Senju Tobirama walked out with Sarutobi Hiruzen, and what the student next to him wanted to say was pretty much what he had expected.

It's just that something is wrong with Danzo.

As Tobirama listened, he reflected in his heart.

Extremely formal and serious.

Tobirama: This incident was totally inappropriate.

Tobirama: As a Hokage, no, at least as an adult, I should never act on impulse like this.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at his teacher's serious expression and thought that he had said something wrong and made the teacher angry.

"Master Tobirama, actually Danzo is just a little bit..."

Tobirama suddenly stopped, as if he suddenly understood something.

He turned to look at Sarutobi Hiruzen and nodded solemnly.

"Hiruzen, you are right."

"Danzo has been a little too eager for quick success these days."

"Seeking fame and fortune is not what we ninjas should do."

Sarutobi Hiruzen always felt that something was wrong.

What he said was correct, and this was indeed how Tobirama-sama should react.

But something just doesn't feel right.

Tobirama: I should have noticed his poor physical condition earlier.

Tobirama: As a Hokage, you are so careless!

Ningji just took a walk in the afternoon and felt groggy when he came back.

Half an hour later, he started to have a fever.

The only thing that could comfort Tobirama was that the disgusting virus had been completely eliminated by the young man, and this time it was just a common cold.

Neji is a ninja, Tobirama knows that clearly.

He was used to being in high places and had seen many ninjas who followed normal methods.

He should have thought of this boy earlier: he was able to starve himself to the brink of death, and he would choose to be infected with the plague without hesitation - this boy seemed like he would disappear into thin air if he wasn't careful.

He must not be someone who knows how to take care of himself.

I had just recovered from a serious illness, and just because of the other person's words, I was bewitched and brought the person here!

If Sarutobi Hiruzen knew what Tobirama was thinking, let alone the master teacher Hokage filter, the blood he would vomit would probably be enough to drown the entire Hashito Village.

Neji just caught a cold from the wind.

There is no danger to life, and there will be no irreversible sequelae.

It was obvious that Tobirama was a decisive demon killing on the battlefield a second ago, but now he felt uneasy just by touching the boy's hot skin.

...

"Host, Tobirama looks so strange."

After Neji left Tobirama, he slowly moved back under the covers.

Chills and fever.

External symptoms of wind evil invasion.

It's not something serious, but it's really torturous.

"Tobirama's self-sacrifice is truly terrifying..."

The system kept on talking, and began to analyze the possibility that Tobirama would go out and sacrifice himself.

Neji wasn't someone who couldn't take care of himself.

My parents passed away early and I was the only one left at home.

On the contrary, he can take good care of himself.

Both of them were alone. While Naruto was drinking expired milk, wearing wrinkled clothes, and treating instant noodles as the best delicacy in the world, Neji was already able to make a nutritious and fresh breakfast for himself and iron the clothes he would wear the next day.

He has always taken care of himself and lived a good life.

Now, I suddenly don’t know what to do.

There was soreness in his joints that the mere movement caused Neji to feel dizzy with pain.

There is a stabbing pain in the forehead and back of the head.

This is the pain that comes with a fever.

This is the price of not taking good care of yourself.

However, that's where it ends.

When Ningji had a fever as a child, he always felt that he was going to die in the next second. Such torture was not something a living person could endure.

But the older he got, the slower he became. He had seen and experienced too many things that were more uncomfortable than having a fever.

And now, I feel even more numb.

Even if we leave it alone and let him continue to have a fever, we can only restart this day.

He had ended his own life time and again, and even the feeling of blood flowing out of his body had become familiar to him, and he had gotten used to it.

The golden bamboo is golden on the outside but empty on the inside.

Only when I reached out my hand did I realize that the bamboo had been dead for a long time.

"I might have died a long time ago."

Neji spoke to the system as if possessed by a demon, putting an end to 001's endless conspiracy theory - Tobirama was framed by Danzo and would leave this world in three minutes.

He may be like the golden bamboo, looking alive, but actually...

Death had already rotted him inside.

Even if you irrigate it and fertilize it.

There are only leaves that are crushed into powder.

Dry branches.

All superficial appearances will turn into mustard seeds and disappear with the wind the moment they are touched.

"What nonsense is the host talking about."

001 was puzzled: "Host, you really like to ask such obvious and stupid questions recently."

"Before, they asked what would happen if Danzo was killed."

For no reason, Neji's sinoatrial node threw the job over to the atrioventricular node.

This might be considered palpitations.

Or maybe it could just be considered a missed heart beat.

The boy huddled in his quilt, suddenly afraid of the answer the system would give, but unable to make a sound to stop it.

Stop now--every cell in Neji's body was screaming.

Don't say it!

It's an answer we already know, but it still makes us feel terrified.

The electronic sound of the system is still cold and without any warmth.

It is just a pile of creations, and being inhuman should be his biggest characteristic.

Neji shivered and focused his gaze on the crack in the tent.

The pure white moonlight seeped in from every corner, hitting the ground, swallowing up all colors, making it look pale and terrifying.

Outside is the wilderness, outside are the mountains, outside is the black sky, and outside is the crying Qiaotou Village.

If...if Tobirama could come in now...

The bottom edge of the tent was lifted, and the moonlight expanded a little more.

It’s a pity that the person who came was not Tobirama.

No one could help Neji escape from his fear.

The system's answer came as promised, as calm as moonlight.

It flows in lightly and flows out flexibly.

The young man curled up in the quilt seemed to be in extreme cold, his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person.

His back was covered in cold sweat, and he was pulling at his clothes - but this was the only thing he could hold on to.