My Hokage Journey

And somewhere in the Uchiha clan, a girl was sweating profusely doing shuriken exercises. She opened her left eye and closed the other tightly. She jumped up, and eight shurikens came out of her hands one after another. The goddess threw it like flowers, her technique was clean and neat, and her accuracy was astonishing. Only eight consecutive "bang, bang, bang..." sounds were heard, and a dark hand was inserted into the center of the eight targets at different positions on the tree. Riken.

After landing, the girl frowned slightly and seemed a little dissatisfied. The source of dissatisfaction was just because one of the target's shurikens was slightly off-center. If others saw it, she might die of shame.

I heard a burst of applause from the side, "You're so early!"

"morning!"

The two of them greeted each other familiarly, as if they were used to it.

Being able to look at the girl in front of him so closely, Uchiha Fugaku suddenly felt that coming to apologize was a wise choice.

As the daughter of the captain of the Konoha Guard, she is not required to go to the battlefield, but she still trains like this every day, just because she cannot be too far away from him in her heart. Although she feels that the gap between them will become wider and wider, but she can only continue to Only through practice can this gap be reduced.

"Mikoto, I have news for you..." Uchiha Fugaku looked at the beautiful little girl in front of him, and suddenly regretted why he made the wrong choice at that time. If the competition could be fair, maybe he would have a little bit more opportunity, but now, it seems too late.

"What's wrong?" Mikoto saw that Uchiha Fugaku was hesitant to speak, and seemed a little unable to speak.

Uchiha Fugaku took a deep breath and recounted the previous news to Mikoto.

But taking into account the other party's current state and emotions, he was worried that the girl might be hurt now or in the past.

But at the same time, she hopes that the other party will do something to disappoint her, because only in this way can he still have a chance.

"Thank you, Brother Fugaku!" After hearing all this, Mikoto thanked Uchiha Fugaku, but her face remained calm, making it difficult to see what she was thinking at this time.

Although she knew that this matter might not be simple, the urge in her heart to see him could not subside no matter what.

"Are you going to see him?"

Being hooked by this sentence, countless thoughts were boiling and bubbling in her heart, but they exploded one by one.

Seeing Mikoto's tangled expression, Uchiha Fugaku already had the answer in his heart, but he was still inexplicably bitter. He must be very important in her heart.

"I'll help you!"

Mikoto looked at this boy who had pursued her in the past with a surprised expression. There seemed to be a different sense of disobedience when these words came out of his mouth.

"Don't get me wrong, I really don't mean anything else, just think of me as apologizing for my previous mistakes!"

The words were sincere, and Mikoto was very grateful for the other party's actions, but.

"No!" Going by her wouldn't solve any problems, and might even cause trouble for him. At this time, cultivation was the only thing she could do.

……

At this time, in the mansion of the Thousand Hands Clan, Lu Ming, who had just woken up, looked at the "relatives and friends" gathered in a circle with a dazed look on his face. Is this a plan to catch up with the conference?

Shikaku brought a lot of medicinal materials and supplements, Yamanaka Kaiichi brought some flowers, and Choza gave a lot of snacks.

Kushina and Haruno Kazama were telling jokes to warm up the atmosphere. Minato didn't do anything special, he just sat on the side and looked at her. Lu Ming looked at the side in astonishment.

There are actually fruit baskets sent by Inuzuka Taeko and Aburame Shimi. Is this treating the Senju family as a nursing home?

But after a while, he finally understood the reason for these people's unusual enthusiasm. This abnormal weakness of their hands and feet made him realize something.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Ming gently moved his arm, placed it on the quilt, and circulated the chakra in his body. The blue chakra turned into a wisp of smoke and flowed out from his fingertips. It just didn't last a second, and the next moment, the chakra seemed to be cut off, and began to dissipate from the bottom up.

This act of forcing chakra to materialize in his hands seemed to take a lot of effort from Lu Ming, which could be seen from the sweat on his forehead.

Is it so difficult to gather such a thin thread?Lu Ming murmured to himself, and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Lu Ming's dazed look, everyone around him looked worried.

……

Under the old locust tree in the courtyard.

"Why, don't you go and comfort your new disciple?"

"unnecessary!"

Seeing Orochimaru's confident expression, Tsunade seemed to be infected by it.

Then she shook her head again. She still couldn't believe that no matter how precocious a six-year-old boy was, what kind of mentality could he maintain in the face of such a blow?

"How many percent of his original condition can he recover?"

"Maybe [-]%. If it were anyone else, there wouldn't even be a [-]% chance!"

This is not to brag, this is indeed Tsunade's matter-of-fact answer, without any exaggeration.

"Fifty percent..." Orochimaru muttered to himself.

……

"Tsunade-sama said that you need to rest for a month, and you will recover by then!"

Everyone explained to Lu Ming for a while, as if they were afraid that he would be suspicious, but this explanation sounded a little feeble, similar to a well-meaning blessing that a cancer patient often hears, 'You will definitely get better.' However, It's just a comforting word.

Of course he knew about his own body. Although this feeling of healing existed, there was still an inexplicable sense of isolation, as if the original real flesh and blood had been replaced with prosthetic limbs. It was not real at all.

It is estimated that even after recovery, his strength will decline drastically.

This kind of plot seems to be quite sad at the end of a hero. The only thing that is almost interesting is that his strength does not match the image of the hero.

Although Lu Ming has an adult's mind stuffed in his body, there will always be some depression of falling down the level. But if you say that you are so desperate that you have no love in your life, it is not that serious. Dead people can be reborn and cause trouble. How can a living person choke to death over such a trivial matter? There are really many methods that can be tried!

He raised his head and looked at the nervous and worried expressions on these people's faces, and said with a smile, "Kushina, can you peel an apple for me?"

"Are you okay?" He reached out and touched the other person's forehead and then tried his own. It was not burning, but Kushina felt even more wrong. This appearance seemed completely different from what he expected.

Asking Kushina to cut the apple into pieces and put it in her mouth was something Lu Ming never dared to think about before, but thanks to the aura of this patient, he accomplished it now.

I saw him chewing the pulp in his mouth while saying vaguely disgustedly, "It's too sour!"

Everyone in a worried state:...