Fuck Meow Hokage

War is raging, and ordinary people in the Rain Country, where it rains all year round, are even more impoverished.

Don't tell me whether there was a meal or not, but there was neither a meal nor a meal, and countless refugees starved to death.

In order to escape the war and survive, refugees from the neighboring countries fled to the Country of Grass.

The world war in the Naruto world is not just a battle between ninja villages.

Without the approval of the daimyo and the allocation of materials from them, how could the war be fought?

War in different spaces is the same as on earth, and it is the common people who suffer.

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This is a refugee gathering place in the Country of Grass.

The first batch of refugees fled here and found that this place turned out to be a treasure:

It is surrounded by mountains to the west and north, and prairie to the south. The land is not fertile, but at least there is soil for planting; there are dense deep forests to the east, and deep forests mean that there are a large number of animals to hunt; and the grasslands to the south have The river passes by, and there is water and maybe some small fish and shrimps.

After the first batch of refugees built houses to live here, more and more refugees gradually fled here.

Although it's not as good as the town they once lived in, they finally have a sheltered place to stay.

At first, the refugees called it "tomorrow."

......

As time went on, the war produced more refugees and even some escaped ninjas and samurai.

Of course, they are just some genin and low-level samurai who are trying to catch up.

Or maybe some guys who didn't even go to ninja school.

They feared death, or fled from defeated villages, or were deserters fleeing the battlefield.

They have long lost their faith and themselves.

But these ugly things that lost themselves gradually became the rulers of the small town.

......

In Konoha's 37th year, it has entered the later stages of the Hokage World War II. The Second World War was fought for eighty-nine years, and this town also existed for eighty-nine years.

After years of development, it seems to have its own power.

Houses were divided according to strength. The scumbag genin or samurai occupied the most magnificent house.

Then the able-bodied and in their prime have the right of first choice.

When it was the turn of the frail elderly and children, they could only stay under the roof.

Some people chose to leave and continue to flee to places where there was no war.

But for most refugees, this is already a good place.

The plains to the south have been reclaimed and have begun to take shape. After seven or eight years of development, the dangerous animals in the deep forests near the gathering place have also been cleared away.

Large and dangerous animals stay away.

As the war spread, more and more people fled to the gathering place.

The newly arrived refugees had a miserable life. Because the resources in the gathering place have already been allocated.

They can only eat the food they pick up, or go to the wild to hunt some small animals.

And whenever they hunted for food, they had to sneak it back to the town and bring it back to their families.

To prevent it from being snatched away by people at the gathering place.

As for the cultivated land in the southern plain, it has already been taken over by the ugly overlords who fled here, and young and strong people were allowed to cultivate it in exchange for survival.

Here, the powerful exiled ninjas and samurai lived a very comfortable life, with wine, meat and women.

And some old, weak, women and children have become the most miserable characters.

In sharp contrast to the enjoyment of wandering ninjas and samurai, people starved to death every day in this gathering place.

No one would pity them with their own life-saving food.

It’s not that the people at the bottom of the gathering place have never thought about escaping here again, some people have also taken action. However, there is war everywhere outside, and no matter where they can escape, some people still escape after all.

What's more, I have heard that some big countries have begun to recruit strong ordinary people to fight on the battlefield.

There are rumors among many refugees:

"Are you saying that even the most powerful Konoha Village and its children have been sent to the battlefield?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"How old is the child?"

"They are all about ten years old! The team I saw wore Konoha forehead protectors, and the leading child had golden hair, and looked quite cute! I didn't know that the entire Fire Nation had fallen to this It seems that this war is more cruel than we imagined."

"Tch, has Konoha already reached this level? It seems that all the ninja adults have been killed and injured, and even the children have been sent out..."

"So, it is somewhat credible that there are rumors that strong ordinary people have begun to be taken to the battlefield."

“It’s unbelievable~”

"Are you still leaving?"

"Forget it, although it's a bit fucked up here, at least we can still survive..."

........

The golden-haired man on a C-level mission somewhere sneezed: "Ah!"

"Is Mr. Jiraiya talking bad about me again?"

"Captain Minato, do you have a cold?"

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As the center of the war, the Kingdom of Rain has countless ruined villages.

Many people have already fled, but some will always choose to stay.

The child's family, led by his father, stayed in the village. He thought that after the war was over, everything in the village would be his. He could rebuild the village, choose the most fertile soil, and live in the best house.

There are many people who think the same as him.

......

Warm room, a few stomach growls.

"Dad, I'm hungry!"

"Go to sleep, kid. You won't be hungry when you sleep... Tomorrow, daddy will go out to try his luck and see if he can catch prey. You lock the door at home and don't open it..."

But how can I sleep when I'm hungry?

The child opened his eyes and thought: "Maybe it will be my turn tomorrow..."

......

Since he was born and could remember, he had eaten three full meals, and he still ate meat, which made him miss the taste extremely.

At the same time, as he grew older, he began to have doubts, and even began to faintly hate that feeling.

He remembered that he should have a twin sister and a mother who could sing to them.

His mother told him when he was still alive that war spread to their village not long after they were born.

Many people fled, and the remaining people hid in the village. The ninja adults ignored these civilians, but the war destroyed everything.

Thick smoke billows and no particles are collected.

From then on, they began to starve.

When he started to have memories, every morning his father and mother went out in search of food.

When I come back in the evening, most of them eat wild fruits, and occasionally there is a little rabbit.

But a family of four has also been hungry for a long time.

Gradually, the little rabbits disappeared, and there were fewer wild fruits, but more tender grass roots.

But later, the grass roots became increasingly difficult to gnaw on.

......

One day, my father brought back a lot of meat, but my mother was missing.

He and his sister had several hearty meals.

When he asked: "Dad, where is mom? I want to give meat to mom!"

The man said nothing and just ate the meat with tears in his eyes.

Since then, he has never seen his mother again.

......

After this incident, the brother and sister were hungry for several days.

Their father once again brought back some meat, but the meat was somewhat spoiled and had a slight stench.

But compared to grass roots and bark, dry wild fruits, and even Guanyin soil, smelly meat is undoubtedly a delicacy in heaven and earth.

But this time my father was particularly fierce. He didn't say a word and just ate the meat fiercely.

A long time passed and he was hungry for a long time.

But the scenes kept going on, and there was meat to eat from time to time.

......

Until one afternoon, his father took his sister out...

That was also the last time he saw his little sister.

In fact, the night before that, he faintly heard the uncle next door saying to his father: "Give me your daughter. My little daughter is also six years old..."

So the next afternoon, his father left with his little sister with a gloomy face.

That night he was woken up by his father. He smelled the strong aroma of meat in the pot and his stomach growled.

His father silently invited him to eat meat together.

He ate quite a bit of preserved fruit, and he didn't realize that his father was already covered in blood and tears.

It seems that that day, there were bursts of heart-rending wailing and the faint smell of meat coming from the uncle's house next door...

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To exchange children for food, to break bones for cooking, is already a very embarrassing situation...