[Hokage] Long Night Shimmer

Mao suddenly woke up from the bed.

She quickly sat up, stretched out her hand to cover her face, her chest rose and fell violently, and the rapid panting instantly filled the whole room, especially clear in the quiet room.

The girl's pupils shrank sharply, and the eyes exposed between her fingers shone with a scarlet light in the dark room. Her expression was ferocious and desperate, as if she had seen some horrible picture.

why.

Why did she dream of the scene of that day again.

The image of the boy lying in a pool of blood once again appeared in his mind, with no trace of expression in his usually gentle eyes, the other party held his hand with difficulty, and said his last words in a hoarse voice.

"Live, Ayang."

— to live.

Mao had never felt that these three words were so frightening, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing her to collapse completely.She just watched helplessly as her former teammates' aura gradually weakened but she was helpless. The feeling of powerlessness as if she was drowning was extremely suffocating.

Huge grief poured out from the bottom of her heart, and when she came back to her senses again, her face was already wet with tears, making her beautiful face into a mess.

At this moment, she was in so much pain that she couldn't say a word, she could only hold onto the skirt of her chest tightly and let out a short mournful cry from her throat, and finally everything returned to calm.

"Brother, Mikoto, good morning."

Mao walked in a dazed manner, floating towards the dining table like a ghost.

Seeing the red corners of her eyes, Meiqin knew that this person must have cried again. This kind of thing happened repeatedly in the recent period. She didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only say "Good morning" according to the other person's words, as if nothing had happened. Put breakfast in front of the girl.

Fu Yue glanced at the younger sister's expression with his eyes while reading the newspaper, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

In fact, she was not responsible for that incident. Judging from the information obtained by the people of the Yamanaka clan, those ninjas only wanted to sabotage their mission at the beginning, but when they found that Mao, a rookie of Konoha, was also in the team, So he thought of taking a shot at her, and strangled this enemy who might become particularly difficult in the future in the cradle.

This was not a planned action, but such a sad thing happened.

Mao actually opened the kaleidoscope Sharingan because of this. While amazed at her amazing talent, she also had to lament the good fortune.

Fuyue shook his head secretly. The misfortune of the eighth squad also means that the peace that the ninja world is trying to maintain is about to be broken. Kirigakure's actions are undoubtedly breaking the existing stability.

The war is about to begin.

Neither he nor Mao can escape the fate of being sent to the battlefield.

When Uchiha Mao was 14 years old, Fuyue gave her a scroll, which is a psychic scroll of the ninja cat family, and the ninja cats summoned are different according to the amount of chakra.

Mao knew the purpose of her brother giving her this scroll. On the one hand, it was time to contract a psychic beast when she reached the age.

She was silent for a moment, then opened the scroll without saying a word, bit her finger and left a blood bond on it, and then began to seal——

With a bang, a small figure appeared in the center of the scroll, and the smoke cleared to reveal a black milk cat.

When the little black cat was summoned, it still looked blank. It stared at a pair of blue cat eyes, and licked its paws leisurely.

"........."

Mao fell silent for a moment, she squatted down and stared at the kitten, stretched out her hand to pinch its nape and lifted it up, the kitten was still meowing a little uneasy because of its body hanging in the air.

Seeing this, Fuyue coughed awkwardly and said, "An adult ninja cat needs the consent of the other party to form a bond. It's not bad to raise it from a milk cat... After half a year, it will be able to go on missions with you. Ninja cats are growing fast."

"All right......"

Anyway, with his own ability, the psychic beast is only a support, and it doesn't matter if its ability is stronger or weaker than hers.

She put the milk cat on her shoulder, and the milk cat stuck out its tongue and licked her face, feeling the wet touch of her cheek, Mao moved her lips imperceptibly, but finally said nothing.As if he had let it go before, the milk cat got into her collar and lay down close to her neck.

Mao felt a little itchy as the cat's fluff pressed against the skin of her neck. She scratched her neck and said to her brother, "Brother, I'm going out."

During this time, Mao refused the new team that the third Hokage arranged for her. Even if she was on a mission, she would only take on a single mission, and occasionally form a team with the tribe, and most of them were alone.

It stands to reason that the ninja should have adapted to death, but after all, it is his teammates and teachers who have been with him for three years, so it is impossible to say that he is not sad.

It's just that most people are good at regulating and hiding their sadness in their hearts, even she is no exception.

Along the way, Mao bought a few bouquets of lilies, and on the way to the cemetery, he ran into a friend he hadn't seen for a while.

"Good morning, Kakashi."

"Good morning."

The two were relatively silent, and after a while, Mao took the lead in breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Together?" She looked at a lily in the opponent's hand and gestured.

Kakashi responded nonchalantly.

The two walked side by side towards the cemetery. Even though the mourners were different, their moods were the same at this time.

Mao squatted in front of the tombstone, his mind was in a mess.

She should have said something, but she had nothing to say, so she could only stare blankly in front of the grave and wait for the time.

Did Kakashi feel the same suffocating emotion when Sakumo died?

It's like drowning in deep water, sinking down bit by bit, with no hope in sight.

That kind of pain can only be known by those who truly experience it.

Mao wiped the tombstone with Mizuno Kota's name clean with her hands, and put the lily bouquet on it, she didn't say a word during the whole movement.

"You've been staring at this tombstone for a long time."

She looked towards the sound source reflexively, and saw the boy standing beside her with folded hands against the light. The evening sunset softened his outline, making him look a little unreal.

Mao squinted her eyes, and in a daze, she felt her legs were sore, numb, and stiff in place.

With Kakashi's help, Mao stood up with difficulty, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

"You're welcome...Is this your psychic beast?"

She nodded, and lifted the reluctant milk cat squeezed into her collar and held it in her arms: "Yes, the contract just concluded today."

Kakashi looked at it and wanted to touch it, but was slapped away by the paw of the little black cat who suddenly opened his eyes.

Kakashi: "......"

"This cat is so fierce."

"It must be the dog smell on your body that stimulated it, it's obviously very good." Mao teased the corner of his mouth, and waved at him in disgust.

Kakashi stared at the dead fish eyes and didn't answer the words, and changed the subject silently: "What are you going to do in the future, you can't be in a state without teammates all the time."

"Who knows."

The girl looked calm, her eyes fell on the towering Hokage Rock in the distance, she didn't know what she was looking at, she carelessly stroked the hair on the side of her face, her voice was calm.

Kakashi felt that this kind of Mao gave him an indescribable subtlety. Since the death of her teammate, she seemed to have changed. She forcibly smoothed her edges and corners, and her whole person softened.But he knew that this was only superficial calm, and the turmoil hidden in the other party's heart might be even more terrifying than he had imagined.

The girl said indifferently: "Maybe rejoining the team, maybe being sent to the battlefield...it's all possible."

Right now the situation is getting more and more tense, and there are constant border frictions between countries. She knows that she will not stay in the village like this forever, and she is waiting, waiting for an opportunity for Konoha to send her to the battlefield.

If that day does come, Mao will not escape, and her character will not allow herself to escape.

Kakashi was silent for a while when he heard her say that, and stretched out his hand clenched into a fist.

"In this case, we will meet less frequently in the future, please...don't die."

Mao was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted, clenched his fist and touched him with a very pleasant tone.

"thanks, I will."

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The tool man is dead, and I am crumbs.

I will mention everything I don’t know how to write in this article, and the tone and description are not as nondescript as you imagined.