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

The bloodstained breathing mask was placed in front of Neji.

Being held by Tsunade, the blood on the edge had already dried.

He lay quietly on the shabby bed, as if he was knocked down by an invisible pressure. There were waves of dampness from under his body, making him feel inexplicably uncomfortable. The bed that was supposed to bring comfort and warmth was now like a layer of wet mucus, tightly attached to his skin.

Outside the window, a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, dancing like a silver snake; deafening thunder followed, as if to tear the whole world apart.

The wind howled through the window, making a creaking sound from time to time, as if the fragile glass could be shattered at any time. Raindrops hit the window violently, and strings of water beads flowed down the glass, blurring the view outside the window.

There was a flash of white light and thunder roared.

The clouds rub against each other, swallowing up all things in the world.

"Hanzo is dead."

Neji knew.

"He was killed by Nagato."

Neji knew it too.

Compared to the current situation, Neji thought there were more important things to do.

"It has been detected that the host has reached the standard, and now preparations for transmission are beginning."

"In order to give the host a better teleportation experience, the system is now upgraded. Please wait patiently for half an hour."

"The remaining waiting time is 29 minutes."

002The report started when Neji was fully awake.

It turns out that the system also knows that its transmission experience is not good.

Neji didn't even dare to recall the feeling of his first teleportation.

If I can still barely consider myself a human being now, I will not be a human being at all at that time.

It's more like paper in a book, torn from one page and pasted to another.

Tsunade seemed to think it was important to let Neji know what the situation was - and Yahiko, who pushed the door open later, had the same idea.

But what Neji wanted to know more was where Nagato was.

Why was the mission completed?

"002."

"Host, I am here."

Following the introduction of Yahiko and Tsunade, Neji decided to summon the system.

At least in theory, the content system is quite reliable.

"Why won't there be any regrets in future mission targets?"

"Correction: Regrets always exist, and ordinary regrets are not within the system's judgment range."

You could have said this earlier.

“Regrets determined by the system are based on lifetime regret as the main criterion.”

"Regrettably, there are no other tasks to be involved for the time being."

In other words, after this incident, the three mission targets will no longer encounter anything that will make them regret for the rest of their lives?

“Correction does not mean that things will not happen.”

002 I'm particularly talkative today.

"In the objective understanding of the system, the occurrence of things is not the main judgment condition."

"The ideology of the mission targets has determined that they will not turn a momentary regret into a lifelong regret."

Commonly known as, grown up.

002 blurted out all the contents of the judgment at once, and Tsunade and Yahiko happened to talk about the part that Neji was interested in.

"There are still fifteen minutes of waiting time left."

"Host, please be patient."

This wasn't the part that interested Neji.

Yahiko pointed at the fragment of the breathing mask, which had a dark purple spot on it.

"This place is the damage caused by the Outer Path Golem!"

"It's awesome!"

The heretic demon statue appeared. It seems that the picture seen when the consciousness was still there was correct.

Nagato did choose to summon the Outer Path Statue, and did turn himself into the Outer Path Statue's chakra warehouse.

But Yahiko was smiling.

He said: Isn’t it amazing!

The little black stick on Yahiko's ear flashed, as if he wanted to convey something.

"Nagato thinks it's amazing too!"

Yahiko seemed to laugh even more exaggeratedly, as if he wanted to laugh for Neji's sake as well as Nagato's.

They seem to care about nothing and are not curious about anything.

Why is my brother who was sixteen years old four years ago still sixteen years old four years later?

Why does the person who grew up with you still look the same when you meet again?

Even Konan, who had lived with Neji the longest, did not raise any doubts.

Even Tsunade, who had the biggest time difference, looked not surprised.

There is no one in this world who has no doubts.

He who does not doubt cannot survive.

"There are still ten minutes of waiting time left."

Everyone, including Uchiha Madara, is different from the world that Neji previously knew.

"You're leaving, right?"

Yahiko was still chattering a second ago, but his expression suddenly changed.

The only ones present were Tsunade and Yahiko - Jiraiya was called away by Orochimaru before the story began.

"Ah."

Neji answered in a muffled voice, and in a trance, everything returned to the time before when Neji was separated from him before leaving for Konoha.

"Originally it was Xiaonan who was supposed to come today."

Yahiko changed the subject, and the air was filled with the smell of farewell.

It is the musty smell after the rainy season. These molds called separation cling to every corner of the room.

They are everywhere and can penetrate any hole.

"But Xiaonan said she would not come no matter what."

"She said, if you wake up, you're leaving."

Tsunade put the breathing mask aside and took out a kunai.

It was Tobirama's kunai. Tsunade took it out when it was time for treatment.

She continued to take out things.

This time it was the purple scroll.

Neji accepted them one by one in silence and nodded to thank Tsunade.

This isn't the first time Lady Tsunade has saved him.

Although I have lost the power to die here, I still feel lucky to have survived.

He is a greedy man, Neji thought.

His survival at this time was bought with Nagato's remaining freedom.

"That guy really doesn't want to come at all."

"If we say goodbye, we'll never see each other again."

Yahiko's voice was inexplicably choked, and he seemed to understand Neji's expression.

It was obvious that the other party just lowered his eyes, staring at the scroll and kunai he had just received.

But inexplicably, he could understand Neji's depression and self-blame.

If it were Nagato or Konan, they would definitely understand.

What is this called? Blood is thicker than water?

No, no, no, it’s a tacit understanding among family members!

"But I know..."

"We will definitely see each other again later."

He saw it, he saw his future self.

In a dim cave, telling stories to a yellow-haired boy.

I was being held by Nora.

When that day really comes, he will at least be able to see Nora's back.

My future self, Konan, and Nagato.

Everybody is still together.

Yahiko showed no fear at all. Even though he knew their future selves and did not ask any questions, the doubts he wanted answered remained the same.

But so what?

That must be the doubts and confusion that get their own answers over time.

In the future, they will even have the leisure to tell ghost stories to the little kids!

"There are five minutes left to wait."

"Host, please be patient."

We will meet again, but this seems like an ambiguous expectation to Neji.

Whether they can meet again is not something he can decide alone.

It would be nice if we could see each other again.

But, most likely we won’t see it.

It’s not that what will happen if I see him, but most likely I won’t see him.

It’s just that Yahiko and the others can see him, but he can’t see them.

If not, why did the young man Yahiko have such an expression when he was seen in the cave that day?

Surprised, as expected.

What's more, it's broken thoughts.

Even if he wasn't facing Yahiko and the others, Neji could still feel it.

They have never seen each other once from today until that day in the future.

002 began to count the seconds very recklessly - in previous death countdowns, 002 had never been seen to be so diligent and conscientious.

"See you later."

"Yahiko, Nagato, Konan."

Neji was sure that Nagato and Konan, who were not here, could hear it.

"And, Tsunade."

The pronunciation of the last word was still spreading in the air, but the person who spoke it had long disappeared.

"We'll see you later."

"must."

Yahiko stood there and continued to repeat, not knowing what to do next.

Just go back like this? Or like this?

He reached out his hand as if possessed by a ghost and put it into the quilt that Ningji was covering.

There is still some warmth left, it is the warmth of Yeliang.

If you smell it now, does it still have the scent of Yeliang?

Yahiko quickly shook his head to get rid of his thoughts.

"What's wrong? Do you dislike me for having a chick complex?"

There was a sternness on the young man's face that Neji had never seen before.

He questioned Tsunade without turning his head, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

"There's nothing to be disgusted with."

"It's time for us to go."

"Just pretend that we and you have never met."

Tsunade patted Yahiko's back gently, but her eyes were glued to the place where Neji had been.

She suddenly remembered who came up with that second-year speech.

"If I work harder, can I leave him a better world?"

At that time, Grandpa Tobirama's tone and eyes were almost exactly the same as Konan's.

Now, she seemed to understand Grandpa Tobirama a little.

"If I try harder...?"

"That sounds good."