[Hokage] Summer Festival

Tsunade's hysterical cries were heard outside the tent where the corpse was parked, as if the fine silk and satin were being torn apart, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of determination and cruelty in his ears.

It was like the whole world collapsed suddenly, that kind of cry.

Zilai also accompanied her to this battlefield, and she was also standing outside the tent at this time, with her arms folded and her head tilted, her brows were tightly frowned, with a very unbearable expression on her face.Standing a few steps away from him was Orochimaru, with his eyes half-closed, his face was calm rather than expressionless.

Lying inside is the student who used to get along with him day and night, how could he behave so disapprovingly.

Jiraiya angrily grabbed his collar and questioned him loudly, but he was not angry, and still calmly brushed Jiraiya's hand away, and even smiled mockingly, and said slowly:

"Will the war stop because of your pity? Never do meaningless things."

Zilai also yelled at him:

"Is it meaningless for this guy to grieve over the dead students!"

"It's meaningless and superfluous."

Jiraiya gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, as if he would swing at him at any moment.

Orochimaru ignored him and walked away slowly step by step. When passing by, he turned around and said:

"This is war."

It was unnecessary to even grieve for a fallen comrade—this, he said, was war.

If it was Hatake Sakumo, he would definitely not think so.Even on the battlefield, he would not take the sacrifice of his companions for granted.What he has been doing all along is to try his best to make one less casualty of his companions—this point can be clearly seen during the days around him.

"Isn't it because Senior Orochimaru was originally a fickle person?"

I don't know what kind of emotion is in it, but I can feel the sarcasm in my tone very accurately when I speak.

The figure of Orochimaru walking forward was the same as when he was walking normally, and it took several seconds before a low, almost inaudible laughter came from the front:

"Well, who knows."

Jiraiya punched the tree trunk next to the tent.

Tsunade's cries gradually became inaudible, and he glanced at the tent door, then turned around and found three children waiting not far away.They bowed their heads, looked depressed, and remained motionless.

Go over and ask what's wrong.No answer, Asi turned his head and wiped away his tears. After a while, he said in a crying voice:

"I always thought that going to the battlefield was a very exciting thing, but I didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable."

These children who grew up with heroic ninja stories as their bedside stories, before they went to the battlefield, must have thought that all who died in the war were enemies.

——There are so many powerful ninjas in Konoha, they are extremely brave, and they are invincible.

The children who have never been out of Konoha Village have nothing more to say about war.

One day, when they set foot on the battlefield and really come into contact with the war, they will find out how frighteningly simple they used to be.There are more and more corpses around, besides the enemy's, of course there are companions too.

That so-and-so may have encouraged and talked with each other a few hours ago; that so-and-so may have secretly liked him/her in the ninja school before; there is that so-and-so, who may have known each other for a long time and agreed to be a lifetime good friend. — They watched them die beside them one by one.

There are more and more corpses that can be named, and they finally realize that the war is not what they imagined.

Bend down and pressed his shoulder and said:

"Being able to understand this is already the biggest gain."

He opened his eyes wide in a daze, forgetting to wipe away the tears.

Lizi looked up with tears in her eyes and said:

"Teacher, if one day we die in battle, will you be sad?"

meeting.

There is no way to see it so lightly like Orochimaru. I get along with these children day and night, and all the feelings of motherly love are poured into them. I hope they can grow up safely and healthily when they can still see.

"Probably sad."

The girl squeezed out a not-so-good-looking smile, and stretched out her curled little finger:

"Then the teacher must not be sad for a long time, let's make an appointment."

Asi and Zhiwei looked at her, and also pointed out their little fingers.

Immediately heartbroken, I had no choice but to agree:

"Okay, we made an agreement, if one day the teacher dies in battle, we shouldn't be sad for a long time."

***

After returning to Konoha, the three children were sent home one by one.Because the four of us lived in different places, they usually refused to send them off, but today they all kept silent and delivered them to their doorsteps like obedient puppies.

I don't know how many opportunities we have to stay together like this. ——Probably they have the same idea.

The world is changeable, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, although they are young, they gradually begin to understand that this is not a bad thing.

Cherish the present.

The next night, Hokage held a Shinobi gathering, and Tsunade excitedly proposed to increase the number of medical ninjas to reduce the death rate of his companions on the battlefield.What she said was methodical and eloquent, obviously she had thought about it in detail.

Hokage pondered in embarrassment for a long time before saying:

"I also know that it is not easy to train a medical ninja. The current war is tight. Where can I have such time and energy? The proposal and the two consultant teachers will seriously consider it, but this matter will be discussed later."

Menyan and Xiaochun nodded in agreement.

Three years ago, Aduan had raised the issue of the shortage of Konoha medical ninjas, and Hokage's answer back then was almost exactly the same as now.Three years seems to be far from enough to turn the "later" in his mouth into "now".It seems that putting more energy into training medical ninjas should be something after the war, but the end of this war is still beyond sight.

Tsunade still insisted on reasoning, his persistent appearance reminded him of Ah Duan back then, so he turned his head to look at him, only to see him staring at Tsunade fixedly, with an expression of surprise and affirmation.

Both of them have the same belief.

It's a pity that such a proposal was still persisted by Hokage and the two consultants.

After the meeting ended, I chatted with another ninja for a few words, and A Duan was nowhere to be seen when I turned around.I forgot to bring the key, and I still want to go back with him.

Walking out of the gate, I saw him and Tsunade walking side by side in the opposite direction of Kato's house, a little far away, their backs were a little blurred in the night, and they were a little thin against the dim halo of the street lamps.

With the strength of the two of them alone, convincing Hokage and the two advisors would be as difficult as going through mountains and seas.

Xiao Pao went over to ask Ah Duan for the key, but when he was about to catch up with them, he heard Ah Duan saying these words to Tsunade:

"...Death can't be resurrected, so I'm so sad. Ah, I can understand the feeling. When Xia Zifeng's country was attacked, I thought I was going to lose my only home. I'm not afraid of jokes. Whenever I think of that dangerous situation, I still feel terrified I'm going to die..."

Suddenly I couldn't walk anymore, my feet seemed to be filled with heavy lead, and I watched silently as the two in front of me gradually walked away.There seemed to be a transparent wall standing in front of me, and for some reason, the thought of "it's not Natsuko Kato" was stronger than ever.

I feel like someone who used improper means to get something that didn't belong to me.

He didn't keep up, turned around and changed the other direction.

After walking aimlessly for a while, pictures flashed through my mind like a movie lens, some before returning to Japan, some when I was in school, some with my parents, some with friends, many There are so many that I can't help but miss the original life.But it felt like it was a long, long time ago.

It's like an eternity.

Ah no, it's already a world away.

The current life cannot be said to be good, and of course it is not the worst.

Unlike when I first came here, I counted every day.

"Xia Zi?"

It was actually Hatake Sakumo's voice.

Looking around, I realized that I had unknowingly walked near his house, and walking further was the outskirts of the village.He stood in front of the door, the wooden door was half open, he didn't know if he was about to go out or just returned home, there was a slight surprise in his tone.

"Is there something wrong? Why did you come here?"

Literally said:

"The moon is bright tonight, just take a walk."

He took a few glances and asked:

"Do you want to continue walking to the suburbs?"

"Hum" sounded.

"I also want to go for a walk. If Xia Zi doesn't mind, I just have a companion."

"Please."

"Wait a moment."

With that said, he dodged into the house.

The night wind in early September is already chilly, and it is still a bit cold in summer clothes.

Looking up at the night sky, it is so dark that you can't even see the shadow of the moon, not to mention the moonlight.

The sound of the wooden door being gently closed brought him back to his senses. Hatake Sakumo came over and handed him the things in his hands. It was a dark purple feather weaving under the overhead light.

Looking at him puzzled.

他 说:

"This is my mother's clothes. It's cold and dewy at night in the suburbs. It's best not to catch a cold."

No one could be more considerate than him.

Suddenly, I wondered why I couldn't meet such a man in the original world.

We walked along the path leading to the suburbs, the air was filled with a strong fragrance, I don't know which family's evening primrose bloomed.

The man next to him was talking, talking about his ninja school, missions, and when his parents were still alive.Most of the time he talks and listens.

His voice is deep but not hoarse, and there is a very reassuring feeling.

Hatake Sakumo seldom speaks so much, and in my impression he has always been a man who is not good at talking.And apart from the time when he behaved abnormally after the first kill, he didn't talk much about himself.

He's not the type to dissect himself for others to see.

The outskirts were dark and misty, and no matter how good the night vision of the ninja was, he could only see the blurred branches of the bushes.

There are no stars and moons in the sky, and the deserted lake is as deep as a pool of stones falling without a trace of ripples.

I lost my mind all of a sudden, my thoughts drifted away, as if I had arrived in an unknown time and space, the words around me were clearly in my ears, but it seemed that they came from a very far away place, and I couldn't even hear the content clearly.

Haru, Shinichi, Aduan, Uchiha Makoto, what they cherish and love is Natsuko in their hearts.But Sakumo Hatake is different from these. The "Natsuko" he knew from the beginning was just him, and it didn't matter if he was right or not.

"senior."

Hear yourself say.

"How about we go together?"

I knew it was a moment of feverishness, and I knew that when I calmed down tomorrow, I would regret it so much that I wanted to shoot myself to death, but at this moment, I just said such words.