[Hokage] Long Night Shimmer
Chapter 9 9.
This opportunity came quickly.
On this day, Mao, who didn't go on missions with the clansmen, rarely stayed at home, sitting on the corridor in the backyard basking in the sun, so comfortable that she was almost drowsy.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted her drowsiness, one after another, it can be seen how anxious the visitor was.
Mao rubbed her eyes and wanted to stand up to open the door, but Mikoto, who was closest to the door, grabbed her one step and walked to the outer door. After a while, Mikoto's exclamation came from the door.
She had a bad intuition, got up and walked up quickly, and heard their conversation before reaching the door.
"Fuyue... How is his injury? Is it serious?"
"It's not serious. The people in the medical class have treated the patriarch. Now that he is recuperating in the hospital, Madam don't need to worry too much."
"Great, it's fine."
Mikoto's voice was mixed with joy, she is pregnant now, too intense emotions are not good for the pregnant woman's health, Mao soon took over from her to ask the details of the tribe's affairs, and forced Mikoto to go into the house to rest.
The clansman understood her approach, so they relayed the matter to her. It was undoubtedly that Fu Yue and his teammates encountered an ambush by the enemy when they were on a mission, resulting in too serious casualties.
Suddenly, a thought flashed in Mao's mind - if his brother was injured so badly, what about Akira Uchiha, who was on the mission with him?
She hurried forward two steps, grabbed the clansman who wanted to leave: "How is Uncle Ming, Akira Uchiha? Is he injured too?!"
The person being asked didn't seem to have expected this, and paused for a moment before showing a sad expression.
"Unfortunately, Master Ming..."
Seeing the expression of the clansman, Mao knew what he was going to say. She didn't continue to listen and quickly interrupted the other party: "I see, thank you."
"...Please forgive me."
The clansman hesitated to speak, left this sentence and left.
Looking at the back of the man going away, Mao stood there without saying a word for a long time, his expression numb.
Miqin's call came from inside the house, and she came back to herself as if she had just woken up from a dream, shook her body, turned and walked into the house.
Half a month later, Mao and Mikoto went to the hospital to visit Fuyue together, and took him home, who was in a stable condition, to continue recuperating.
Back in the clan, Fuyue called them to the living room with a serious expression on his face.
He knelt on the tatami, glanced at his wife and sister, and said straight to the point: "After this incident, I opened the kaleidoscope Sharingan."
As he said that, Fu Yue's eyes instantly turned into a complex kaleidoscope pattern.
Akira Uchiha's death created this pair of eyes. I really don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but their brother and sister have this cursed power.
Mikoto covered her mouth in horror when she saw the swirling red and black pattern.
"How, how could this be!?"
Fuyue sighed, and closed Sharingan: "Now there are two pairs of kaleidoscope Sharingans in the family. If Konoha's senior management learns about this, they will definitely take relevant measures."
"Mao."
He called to his little sister in a deep voice, "You don't have to worry about anything when the time comes, just leave it to me."
Fu Yue's tone was rare and gentle, but there was a sense of undeniable rejection in his words.
Mao stared blankly at his elder brother who seemed to have made up his mind, his eyes darkened, and he lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.
"I understand."
The order from the top was issued soon, and the above ordered to send Uchiha Mao to the front line to prevent other countries from using the power of the tailed beast.
Fu Yue, who has not yet cultivated well, had expected this situation long ago and wanted to go to Hokage to cancel this order, but when he learned that his sister got the news and went straight to the battlefield overnight, he was so emotional that he almost spit blood. Come out, causing him to be furious and resting at home for another week.
Of course these are all for later.
At this moment, Mao Uchiha came to the cemetery again. It seemed that every time she was in a bad mood, she would wander here unconsciously. Surrounded by death-like silence, her mood unexpectedly calmed down.
The Land of Fire has just experienced a baptism of rain, the air is filled with the fragrance of vegetation after the rain, the land is wet and muddy, the flowers and plants are sparse and withered, presenting a desolate scene.
There are few people in the cemetery, and few people come to visit the grave in the early morning.
After spending most of the time here again, Mao finally planned to go home, but before he could stand up, he heard a slight sound of footsteps behind him.
When she turned her head, she saw a pale face. The man was thin, with long hair hanging down, and his golden pupils were full of interest—it was obviously Orochimaru, one of the Sannin.
Mao lowered his eyes and greeted politely: "Master Orochimaru."
Orochimaru looked back and forth over the girl's head, the meaning in his eyes was unclear, he smiled, his voice was very hoarse.
"I recognize you, Uchiha Mao, you are a recognized genius of the Uchiha clan."
I don't understand the meaning of the other party's mention of these clichés, but he is one of the Sannin and his senior, so I just need to follow his words anyway.
Her voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and she was not at all proud of being praised by her seniors: "It's just a false name. If I were really a genius, I wouldn't be here."
Mao looked at the three tombstones in front of him with a complicated expression.
After all, she is not strong enough to protect anyone.
Hearing this, Orochimaru raised his eyebrows: "There is no need to cry for the dead. Life loses its meaning at the moment of death. With your ability, you should look elsewhere."
"........."
Speechless for a while.
Orochimaru was not in a hurry, as if he was sure that the girl would answer him, he patiently stood by and waited for her next words.
She raised her head, no emotions could be seen in her deep black eyes, only her voice seemed temperatureless in this solemn atmosphere.
"You're right, there's no need to weep over the dead, because it might be a sacrilege to them."
Orochimaru let out a chuckle in his throat, satisfied with her answer.
"Looking forward to seeing you on the battlefield, Mao Uchiha."
"I am very honored."
"This is the first time you and Oshemaru-sama met?"
"Yeah, he's really a strange person, isn't he?" Uchiha Mao sneezed in a low voice, wrapping the blanket tightly around his body, "It's been more than half a year since I came from there."
It had been half a year since she came to the battlefield, and her brother's child had already been born, but it was a pity that she couldn't go back to see her.The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is no guarantee that she will be in crisis at any time and need her to rescue the field, and it is impossible to spare even a trip back to the village.
Namakaze Minato glanced at her, paused and said: "If you really feel cold, go to bed first, I'll be here alone to watch the night."
"No, I'm fine."
Mao wrapped himself into a ball but still stubbornly refused to enter the sleeping bag. They are located at the border between the Land of Grass and the Land of Rain. Unlike the Land of Fire, where the four seasons are like spring, the temperature here has a large temperature difference between day and night. It's winter now and it can get very cold at night.
Originally, she was afraid of the cold, even if she was wrapped in a blanket and warmed by the fire, she could barely dispel the chill.
"You care about my kung fu, why don't you study more about tomorrow's battle plan, Captain."
"...you're so narrow."
Minato laughed dryly, spread the map in front of the two of them, and began to analyze the recent battle situation by the light of the fire.
"Iwa Ninja has pushed the battle line to this position. There are many valleys here, and it is an important place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack." He pointed to a place surrounded by a red circle, "If you can't cut off the supplies behind them, you must Find a way to trap them here and kill them one by one."
Maou frowned slightly, looked at the map and thought about it, and after a while, she pointed at an inconspicuous area next to her, and suggested, "How is it here?"
Minato followed her hand and looked over.
"The soil here is soft, and it is easy to cause landslides. As long as this place is blown up, it will not only trap Iwanin inside but also block their rear supply."
Minato nodded approvingly, and then heard the girl's hesitant voice.
"...Now the question is, who will come and go in this place?"
The two fell into a brief silence.
This place is not too big, and it is not dangerous, but this move is indeed risky, and it may be affected if it is not handled well.
After a long time, he was the first to speak out: "Let me go. When the time comes, I will use Flying Thunder God to come out. Keep an eye on the situation and lead the others to retreat."
"I understand."
"be careful."
"I will."
The author has something to say:
flag.No matter how the previous summary is finally released, the male lead can be released.
Change the map in the next chapter.
On this day, Mao, who didn't go on missions with the clansmen, rarely stayed at home, sitting on the corridor in the backyard basking in the sun, so comfortable that she was almost drowsy.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted her drowsiness, one after another, it can be seen how anxious the visitor was.
Mao rubbed her eyes and wanted to stand up to open the door, but Mikoto, who was closest to the door, grabbed her one step and walked to the outer door. After a while, Mikoto's exclamation came from the door.
She had a bad intuition, got up and walked up quickly, and heard their conversation before reaching the door.
"Fuyue... How is his injury? Is it serious?"
"It's not serious. The people in the medical class have treated the patriarch. Now that he is recuperating in the hospital, Madam don't need to worry too much."
"Great, it's fine."
Mikoto's voice was mixed with joy, she is pregnant now, too intense emotions are not good for the pregnant woman's health, Mao soon took over from her to ask the details of the tribe's affairs, and forced Mikoto to go into the house to rest.
The clansman understood her approach, so they relayed the matter to her. It was undoubtedly that Fu Yue and his teammates encountered an ambush by the enemy when they were on a mission, resulting in too serious casualties.
Suddenly, a thought flashed in Mao's mind - if his brother was injured so badly, what about Akira Uchiha, who was on the mission with him?
She hurried forward two steps, grabbed the clansman who wanted to leave: "How is Uncle Ming, Akira Uchiha? Is he injured too?!"
The person being asked didn't seem to have expected this, and paused for a moment before showing a sad expression.
"Unfortunately, Master Ming..."
Seeing the expression of the clansman, Mao knew what he was going to say. She didn't continue to listen and quickly interrupted the other party: "I see, thank you."
"...Please forgive me."
The clansman hesitated to speak, left this sentence and left.
Looking at the back of the man going away, Mao stood there without saying a word for a long time, his expression numb.
Miqin's call came from inside the house, and she came back to herself as if she had just woken up from a dream, shook her body, turned and walked into the house.
Half a month later, Mao and Mikoto went to the hospital to visit Fuyue together, and took him home, who was in a stable condition, to continue recuperating.
Back in the clan, Fuyue called them to the living room with a serious expression on his face.
He knelt on the tatami, glanced at his wife and sister, and said straight to the point: "After this incident, I opened the kaleidoscope Sharingan."
As he said that, Fu Yue's eyes instantly turned into a complex kaleidoscope pattern.
Akira Uchiha's death created this pair of eyes. I really don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but their brother and sister have this cursed power.
Mikoto covered her mouth in horror when she saw the swirling red and black pattern.
"How, how could this be!?"
Fuyue sighed, and closed Sharingan: "Now there are two pairs of kaleidoscope Sharingans in the family. If Konoha's senior management learns about this, they will definitely take relevant measures."
"Mao."
He called to his little sister in a deep voice, "You don't have to worry about anything when the time comes, just leave it to me."
Fu Yue's tone was rare and gentle, but there was a sense of undeniable rejection in his words.
Mao stared blankly at his elder brother who seemed to have made up his mind, his eyes darkened, and he lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.
"I understand."
The order from the top was issued soon, and the above ordered to send Uchiha Mao to the front line to prevent other countries from using the power of the tailed beast.
Fu Yue, who has not yet cultivated well, had expected this situation long ago and wanted to go to Hokage to cancel this order, but when he learned that his sister got the news and went straight to the battlefield overnight, he was so emotional that he almost spit blood. Come out, causing him to be furious and resting at home for another week.
Of course these are all for later.
At this moment, Mao Uchiha came to the cemetery again. It seemed that every time she was in a bad mood, she would wander here unconsciously. Surrounded by death-like silence, her mood unexpectedly calmed down.
The Land of Fire has just experienced a baptism of rain, the air is filled with the fragrance of vegetation after the rain, the land is wet and muddy, the flowers and plants are sparse and withered, presenting a desolate scene.
There are few people in the cemetery, and few people come to visit the grave in the early morning.
After spending most of the time here again, Mao finally planned to go home, but before he could stand up, he heard a slight sound of footsteps behind him.
When she turned her head, she saw a pale face. The man was thin, with long hair hanging down, and his golden pupils were full of interest—it was obviously Orochimaru, one of the Sannin.
Mao lowered his eyes and greeted politely: "Master Orochimaru."
Orochimaru looked back and forth over the girl's head, the meaning in his eyes was unclear, he smiled, his voice was very hoarse.
"I recognize you, Uchiha Mao, you are a recognized genius of the Uchiha clan."
I don't understand the meaning of the other party's mention of these clichés, but he is one of the Sannin and his senior, so I just need to follow his words anyway.
Her voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and she was not at all proud of being praised by her seniors: "It's just a false name. If I were really a genius, I wouldn't be here."
Mao looked at the three tombstones in front of him with a complicated expression.
After all, she is not strong enough to protect anyone.
Hearing this, Orochimaru raised his eyebrows: "There is no need to cry for the dead. Life loses its meaning at the moment of death. With your ability, you should look elsewhere."
"........."
Speechless for a while.
Orochimaru was not in a hurry, as if he was sure that the girl would answer him, he patiently stood by and waited for her next words.
She raised her head, no emotions could be seen in her deep black eyes, only her voice seemed temperatureless in this solemn atmosphere.
"You're right, there's no need to weep over the dead, because it might be a sacrilege to them."
Orochimaru let out a chuckle in his throat, satisfied with her answer.
"Looking forward to seeing you on the battlefield, Mao Uchiha."
"I am very honored."
"This is the first time you and Oshemaru-sama met?"
"Yeah, he's really a strange person, isn't he?" Uchiha Mao sneezed in a low voice, wrapping the blanket tightly around his body, "It's been more than half a year since I came from there."
It had been half a year since she came to the battlefield, and her brother's child had already been born, but it was a pity that she couldn't go back to see her.The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is no guarantee that she will be in crisis at any time and need her to rescue the field, and it is impossible to spare even a trip back to the village.
Namakaze Minato glanced at her, paused and said: "If you really feel cold, go to bed first, I'll be here alone to watch the night."
"No, I'm fine."
Mao wrapped himself into a ball but still stubbornly refused to enter the sleeping bag. They are located at the border between the Land of Grass and the Land of Rain. Unlike the Land of Fire, where the four seasons are like spring, the temperature here has a large temperature difference between day and night. It's winter now and it can get very cold at night.
Originally, she was afraid of the cold, even if she was wrapped in a blanket and warmed by the fire, she could barely dispel the chill.
"You care about my kung fu, why don't you study more about tomorrow's battle plan, Captain."
"...you're so narrow."
Minato laughed dryly, spread the map in front of the two of them, and began to analyze the recent battle situation by the light of the fire.
"Iwa Ninja has pushed the battle line to this position. There are many valleys here, and it is an important place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack." He pointed to a place surrounded by a red circle, "If you can't cut off the supplies behind them, you must Find a way to trap them here and kill them one by one."
Maou frowned slightly, looked at the map and thought about it, and after a while, she pointed at an inconspicuous area next to her, and suggested, "How is it here?"
Minato followed her hand and looked over.
"The soil here is soft, and it is easy to cause landslides. As long as this place is blown up, it will not only trap Iwanin inside but also block their rear supply."
Minato nodded approvingly, and then heard the girl's hesitant voice.
"...Now the question is, who will come and go in this place?"
The two fell into a brief silence.
This place is not too big, and it is not dangerous, but this move is indeed risky, and it may be affected if it is not handled well.
After a long time, he was the first to speak out: "Let me go. When the time comes, I will use Flying Thunder God to come out. Keep an eye on the situation and lead the others to retreat."
"I understand."
"be careful."
"I will."
The author has something to say:
flag.No matter how the previous summary is finally released, the male lead can be released.
Change the map in the next chapter.
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