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“The language of flowers?”

A trace of worry appeared on the distressed little face. After thinking for a while, Nohara Lin replied hesitantly.

"Is it the language of flowers? Hmm... probably sunflowers. I hope my friends, teachers, and people in the village can be sunny and happy. What about Huayue?"

His eyes moved, and a clear and gentle voice came out from under the fox mask, as if he was laughing softly.

The drizzle continued. Lin looked at him puzzledly, feeling a little distressed and a little depressed. Was her answer funny?

"Want others to be happy? I have a better eye for talent than anyone else, and the same is true for a person's character and the flower they represent."

"You are so gentle, firm and selfless. You watch over your companions silently, just like the purple color on your face."

The stuffiness and distress in his chest dissipated with the raindrops, and he quickly walked forward, his usual gentle smile replacing his hesitation.

"I'm really surprised to hear your praise. People in the village say that Shunshin Gengetsu is an arrogant guy who even the Third Hokage looks down on! Hehehe..."

During this period of time, Uchiha Obito's sacrifice, the confession and feelings he wanted to express were rejected decisively by Kakashi without even listening...

The irritability and distress hidden in Nohara Lin's heart were now expressed without reservation in her laughter in the continuous drizzle, and even her mood seemed to be washed away by the rain.

"So, what flower do you think I should use to describe you, and what kind of flower can describe you?"

Looking at that sweet and tender smiling face, Huayue did not think much. The answer from her mouth made Lin restrain her smile. She looked at the lake with ripples in a daze.

"You are a purple bellflower, looking at your companions tenderly, full of gratitude towards your friends and teachers, and... regretful love."

There was a long silence with the sound of rain continuing. Lin slowly raised her drooping head and remained silent for a long time.

Lin never thought that this young man, whom she had only met a few times, who was called a genius ninja by the people in the village and was of the same clan as Obito, would make such an evaluation of her.

"A love full of regrets? That's... so scary. I feel like I've been seen through. What about you, Kagetsu? What kind of flower can describe you?"

Upon hearing this question, Huayue, contrary to her usual behavior, fell silent behind the mask.

"It is often easier to see through others than to see through yourself. If I had to choose a word related to flowers, it would probably be mirror flowers, which reflect everything but cannot see one's own capacity..."

On the boat islet, the dark figure remained silent and listened quietly to Lin's mumbling until the sound of rain began to die down, and then he woke up from his immersion.

"I'm sorry for keeping you busy and talking all the time, which has delayed your practice. I will definitely practice with you in the future!"

After revealing the depression in her heart, Nohara Lin completely regained her former cheerfulness. Her gentle gaze fell on the red and white fox mask, but her mind couldn't help but recall the scenes related to Huayue.

The swiftness with which he rescued everyone, the trust of the Konoha ninjas, the rumor that he was accepted as a disciple by the legendary Sannin, the talent of being a young jonin in the village like Kakashi...

"Calm down, Lin, what are you thinking about? The girl who is his friend and teammate is Anko, and the person you like is Kakashi. How can you fall in love with someone else and compete with your friend for his lover?"

Although she thought so in her heart, the love full of regrets that Huayue mentioned made Lin's eyes misty. Is this love full of regrets?

"I am looking forward to that day. Maybe one day, the love full of regrets will come together. Goodbye."

A pale and powerful hand with a faint hint of blue lightly patted the shoulder, and a simple twisted spell rune flashed by. When Lin tilted her head again, the corner of the cloak that flashed by had already disappeared without a trace.

"Already gone?"

As if she felt regretful and as if she had put down a heavy burden, Lin felt empty in her heart, but she still talked to herself.

"Calm down. We are going to go to the battlefield tomorrow. If you hold on to this half-baked mentality, you won't be able to save your comrades who are injured on the battlefield, huh!"

Lin walked briskly in the intermittent night rain, smiling as she waited for tomorrow's mission.

Shortly after they left, a stealthy white figure emerged from the grass and trees, looked deeply at the girl, and murmured in a low voice.

"Is it her? The person Obito cares about the most..."

At the same time, in the inner world, above the blue heart lake.

Black Ninetail's ears twitched, and his furry fox ears trembled, and he urged casually.

"Hey, Uchiha brat, there seems to be a similar guy lurking here, why don't we just deal with it?"

"What's the point of killing him? It's just transferring the risk in front of us to the dark and waiting for the consequences."

Huayue, who mastered the Nine-Tails' chakra mode, naturally saw clearly the malice of White Zetsu, but even so, he did not choose to attack Konoha for the time being.

What's the point of killing a White Zetsu? It still can't stop Madara's actions, and it will also arouse Konoha F4's suspicion of himself and the Uchiha clan.

Black Zetsu has been planning for thousands of years. Although he does not have much strength himself, he has prepared countless means in secret.

"Besides, this is the moment to witness the power of the Book of Vermillion Moon. Let's see where its limits are. This is our goal now, isn't it?"

The fox's snout was raised, its sharp fangs flashed coldly, and its huge claws were clenched into fists and stretched in front of Huayue.

"Kid, you have greater potential than Menma. Bet everything I have on you and turn the whole world upside down. Wahahahaha!"

Faced with this scene, the pale and powerful fist lightly touched the Black Nine-Tailed Fox, and each other's determination and beliefs were mutually exchanged.

"The hatred and war of ninjas... the hatred and pain that are linked together in this world, in order to create eternal peace..."

The pupils in her eyes changed, and delicate and intricate strange patterns flickered quietly, turning the lake in her heart into a sea of ​​blood. Huayue slowly opened her right hand, as if she wanted to hold the entire world in one hand.

"Those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish. The era of ninjas ends with my own hands."

The next day, golden clouds fell and the mist gradually dissipated.

In Konoha Village, in Orochimaru's personal laboratory, Orochimaru, who had been working all night for three or four days in a row, had two big dark circles under his pale and cold face.

"As expected of my most proud disciple, you really know my preferences too well. Apart from the genetic information, this sample is almost indistinguishable from the Wood Release Cells of the First Hokage."

"If it wasn't confirmed that the First Hokage is now lying in a coffin, I would have thought that he was walking in this world with another identity."

The excitement in his eyes was not concealed, and Hongdou, who was yawning beside him, was also quickly dispelling his tiredness, as if he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Huayue because of the long period of auxiliary research.

"So, where did you get this trophy?"