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

"Can you please...give me something to eat?"

"Whether it's garbage or leftovers...it's all OK!"

The red-haired kid - Nagato spoke earnestly, but he looked like he could barely stand. How could one not be moved when seeing this!

Neji could see the surroundings and sense the direction from which Nagato was coming.

Rain Village is a place where it rains all year round, and every densely populated residential area has a small shed.

The bamboo shed keeps the rain out.

From the left came the faint scent of flowers - they must be the plants coiled on the awning. They were brightly colored and had a charming scent, and only in this way could they find space to survive in the rain.

Just like the ninjas living in Rain Village.

"Wow! There's a puppy!"

The one who spoke was the girl with blue hair.

She had a pair of round eyes and her light pink lips were glossy and dancing with the movement of the girl's facial muscles.

"Can we still get new members?"

The girl is not begging, she is just seeking an objective fact.

It should be...Xiaonan, right?

Why were I and Xiaonan in the same room?

"Come in first. It's still raining outside."

Neji made room and motioned for the other party to squeeze in.

To be honest, Neji had no idea what was in this room, whether he had done anything there before, or even who owned this room.

He couldn't remember it, but it seemed as if he had experienced it.

The process of trying to recall it was not painful - at least not as painful as the headache I felt when I recalled the Battle of the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn.

But now, there is obviously no time for Neji to leisurely reminisce about the past.

"Beep beep beep."

System 002 is ringing again.

Yahiko and Konan, one on the left and one on the right, pushed and pulled Nagato into the house, not forgetting to close the door.

"It is detected that the host has doubts about the current mission environment."

"Now System 002 begins to explain to the host."

...

The outer coat that was previously covering his body was brought over by Konan and handed to Neji.

"Put on your coat quickly, or you'll feel uncomfortable again later."

There was no blame in her tone, only the purest concern and a sense of being used to it.

The girl stared at Neji for a while, smiling naturally. After she delivered the clothes, she ran back to her friend and listened to him introduce the little reserves left at home.

"Look what this is! Hehehe!"

Yahiko held up a packet of paste dripping with water and tossed it to Nagato with a smug look on his face.

"A pack of water-soaked military ration pills!"

As for why it was wet, it was probably because the strong wind brought by the heavy rain two days ago blew off the roof of the cabin.

"But we only have this small packet left, so you can only eat a little!"

According to the system's statement, this should be the fifth year since Neji came to this world.

His memory was sometimes there and sometimes not - when he had it, he would be confused about his location, as he was now, and the system would explain it to him.

When I had no memory, I wore only a few clothes, picked up anything on the road and walked all the way to the war zone.

After that, they took away food and weapons from the living and dead, in short, from the bodies of the war participants.

It's funny, he seems to have only the ability to survive left, but when faced with attacks from others, his body reacts naturally.

We will also draw lessons from it.

I don’t know when it will start, but no one will openly attack him anymore.

A crazy person who picks up garbage will do no harm if he is left alone.

But being bitten by a madman and not having an absolute advantage in a fight is not a pleasant experience.

The house was built later.

In the second year after arriving here, Ningji met Konan.

He had no memories, but he inexplicably felt a desire to protect the girl.

The girl said: "My name is Xiaonan."

Neji replied, "I'm... Nora."

He said the first words he said when he arrived here.

Xiaonan's parents lost their lives in a conflict, leaving their only daughter to flee in the chaos.

She begged, stole, and ate tree bark, doing whatever she could to survive.

On the last day of her first week of wandering, she met Neji.

An incredible person.

Some people here call him a madman, but no one calls him a fool.

As long as you follow him, you can have a bite to eat.

She was amazed at the other party's skillful techniques - which one was alive, which one was dead, which one could be touched, and which one could not, all were interpreted under the other party's smooth movements.

She heard her brother, who called himself Nora, say:

"If you sleep under a bridge, you will be splashed with water."

But in this war zone, there are no so-called bridge tunnels anymore.

Xiaonan, who was born here, doesn’t even know what a bridge arch is.

But she could see Nora, using a ninjutsu she didn't recognize to chop down trees, and slowly build their home on the edge of the residential area.

Nora might have grown up just like me.

Xiaonan thought as he carried the other end of the wood on his thin shoulders - Nora was always unable to protect himself, and in his world, it seemed that there were only two choices left: he could do it and he couldn't.

Even Xiaonan knows the principle of "knowing when to stop".

But Nora didn't know.

"There's really nothing I can do against you."

The girl chuckled: "I will become even more powerful."

Until you can live a good life without having to learn moderation.

But before that day came, Nora's eyes suddenly became clear.

It was a morning like any other.

Konan usually sleeps curled up next to Neci - for the simple reason that they both only have one set of bedding and outer coats.

Huddling together would actually make us warmer.

Perhaps there was another reason - as soon as the girl closed her eyes, she would recall the tragic death of her parents throughout the entire night.

She opened her eyes and met those pure white eyes.

For the first time, she was recognized by Nora.

This was their sixth month living together, and the getting-to-know-you phase was long gone.

But Xiaonan could conclude that Nora had never been able to recognize her.

He didn't have her in his eyes.

Nothing at all.

"Konan...?"

She heard Nora's question, but she didn't feel excited.

Konan had always been sensitive and delicate - the current Nora had no memory of those six months.

But after about thirty minutes, Nora would say goodbye to him and go out to look for "food" as usual.

There should still be a little difference.

This Yeliang would not put on an outer coat before going out.

When he came back, he turned into the Nora that Xiaonan was familiar with.

Just had a high fever and moaned all night.

This powerful backer seemed even more fragile than himself.

Xiaonan can never forget the day when she held Nora's head and knelt in the room crying.

Whether Nora knew her or not, they were family.

Anyone who was willing to share half of his scarce supplies with her was already a relative beyond blood ties.

The other Nora appeared more and more frequently - from once a year, to once a month, to once a week...

The fourth year has quietly arrived.

Nora, who still had his memories, put on the clothes handed to him by Konan and set out again to look for food.

The battle became increasingly intense, and the resources that Neji could bring back became fewer and fewer.

But they are still alive here.

During the harvest season, Nora would take Xiaonan out to help, and bring back some vegetable leaves that were frozen and ugly but still edible.

Yeliang is a very good pig killer - bleeding, plucking, cutting, he is good at everything, but no matter how you look at it, it seems that the pig has turned into a human in Yeliang's hands.

The butcher died and Nora got a new job.

If you are lucky, you can even get some meat other than lymph meat.

But on this day, Nora returned home with the goods in his hands.

"Aren't you going to help with the harvest?"

Xiaonan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, because what Nora was holding in his hand was a yellow-haired kid who was about the same age as him.

She also worried that the two Nora might not be the same person.

The doubts that were already so faint that they were almost invisible disappeared at this moment.

She heard the other party reply:

"Perhaps, it's time for you to make friends your own age."

The other person had a bruised face and nose, and Xiaonan had some impression of this kid.

The owner of the fruit shop on the corner once complained that there were always some dirty kids who stole the apples from his shop.

This guy probably wanted to touch some wild food - Xiaonan saw the pork in the other hand.

It's a pity that his mediocre kung fu was still at a disadvantage. He was obviously beaten up and carried back.

Yahiko's face was full of dissatisfaction. How could he be in a good mood after being beaten with overwhelming advantage?

But on this day, he saw an angel.

The blue-haired girl smiled gently and stretched out her right hand.

"My name is Xiaonan, please give me your guidance."

"I am..." His cheeks blushed: "Yahiko...!"

"Please give me some advice!"