Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

Human beings walked out of the Garden of Eden.

With guilt and freedom.

The fire is buried deep in every human soul until death comes.

...

"The thing that this world has the most is funny things."

Of course, this would never include falling in love with the spoils picked up from the Senju clan's territory - and his nominal adopted son.

"Old man, are you shy?"

This little bastard has been acting lawless for a long time. You have to be patient.

As a mature adult, be patient.

Forget it, why should I endure it?

Taking a step back will not make the world a better place, but will only make you angrier the more you think about it.

Besides, Uchiha Madara is not shy.

"What's there to be shy about?"

"We are all old people, there is no track for old men to get involved in."

The contemporary master of stepping on landmines, the role model of our generation, Uchiha Obito.

The brightest star in the night sky tonight is decidedly Uchiha Obito.

Neji leaned on the pillow, half closing his eyes, looking listless.

If you are mentally alert, there will be big problems.

This is Tsunade who is muttering to herself on the side.

From the first second she woke up, she became the direct victim of Uchiha Madara's wrath.

It is said that old people’s tempers are difficult to control, but not like Madara.

"Why doesn't he look well."

"Not even as good as before he fell into a coma."

Add another sentence: "Quack."

What a joke, if I could be better than before the coma, why would I be in a coma?

Am I right, old man?

Tsunade did not refute directly, but just sat aside with her head down and said nothing.

This is an attempt for ordinary doctors.

But she is Tsunade.

Tsunade who brought about countless miracles.

Even she herself felt that she should have done better.

What came before the self-blame was Madara's cursing.

The woman's emerald green eyes rested on the graying hair.

When he took me away, it seems that Madara’s hair was not yet so white.

It's only been a few months.

It means that the older you are, the faster you age...

He is already her grandfather's age, but instead of enjoying his old age in his tribe, he becomes a human trafficker...

I don't know what Ban is thinking.

Or maybe he's plotting something.

The one who stands up at that time will most likely be Uchiha Madara, the public enemy of the ninja world.

"Humph..."

A breathy sound came out from between Tsunade's teeth.

Tell people not to think too much and just speak nicely. Instead of going around in circles here, it makes people want to scold him.

Gray hair, visible wrinkles...

It is not completely impossible for someone who possesses the Rinnegan to change his or her appearance.

"Have you really thought about it?"

When I was born, Madara was no longer in the village.

But grandpa’s description of Madara is never absent.

"Madara...that guy..."

The grandfather in my memory always spoke with great sincerity.

But I couldn't help but smile.

“He just does what he wants to do.”

"He didn't stay in Konoha, probably because there was nothing he wanted to do in Konoha."

Grandpa's voice paused.

"Maybe it's just not there now."

Grandfather was still in his prime at that time - it was not a pity that Hashirama didn't grow old.

It's the price of power.

"Ban is a guy who is too gentle."

The memories come to an end here.

Further down is Grandpa Tobirama's one-sided complaint against Madara.

From the evil Uchiha to the fool who didn't know how to be grateful, not a single good word or bad word was left out.

But I can never leave one person.

The young man with white eyes and black hair watched all this with his brows lowered.

Hinata Neji.

Tsunade then turned her gaze towards Neji.

"You know something, don't you?"

The words were fierce, but the tone was gentle.

The voice was incredibly gentle, as if she was afraid of scaring the other person.

This question seemed a little too cruel for Hyuga Neji.

"She really knows how to ask."

"But, unfortunately, now is not the right time to ask."

I can vaguely hear the sound of a snake spitting out its tongue in my mind.

The system calling itself 000 resides in Neji's body, and pops up from time to time to say a few words.

Most of the words were not informative, but they made Neji feel inexplicably relieved.

All memories, including my own, disappeared.

There are only 000 that can support the boy's existence here as a human being.

"I'll remember it when the time comes."

000's consolation was somewhat lame: "It's not all bad to take a break once in a while."

"You haven't really seen the world yet."

According to 000, because he was forced to escape from the dream world, the fluctuations of his soul were slightly affected - short-term memory loss is very common.

“This world is made possible by you.”

000 likes to tap the wall with its tail, and you can always hear the tiny tapping sounds.

"There's no need to rush. I'm still here for you, right?"

"If everything makes the host anxious, what is the point of the system?"

It's not a good memory anyway.

000 thought to himself that even if he remembered it, it would just be a series of suicide cycles.

He will never be happier than he is now - even if a horror movie was made based on this guy's memory, it wouldn't sell.

"All you have to do is breathe. Breathe! Breathe!"

000 feels the need to emphasize again: "You will always breathe."

The host's silence was deafening.

Even though I just woke up, I still asked myself where I was and who I was.

Now I am just like a puppet, just staring at everything.

Tsunade's question received no response, and 000's questioning received no echo.

After about half a minute, the man finally moved.

"I feel like... I've lost something important."

It was said to 000.

Something that even Neji himself couldn't describe.

But my heart felt so tight that even breathing became difficult.

Just wanting to explore, my eye sockets couldn't stop feeling sore, and even my brain started to swell.

"I'll remember it when the time comes."

The tattoo with the number 000 became a little warmer, like a hug.

It's obviously a cold-blooded animal, so how can it have body temperature?

But it is like this...a warmth that is unforgettable.

"Um..."

Ningji stopped talking again when he got here.

From the time he woke up until now, that mouth has never moved in the true sense of the word.

Even Uchiha Madara suspected that he was brain dead.

People are old, not dead.

He and Izunai lived in seclusion in the mountains, but they were not really isolated from the world.

Medical development is as rapid as the country's. Even if you don't make special efforts to learn, you can still hear some rumors - although most of what people hear from them are distorted and simplified versions.

"Don't think too much."

The alcohol content of Japanese sake is generally not very high.

When you put it to your nose, the first thing you smell is not the stench of wine, but the fragrance of fermented grain.

Tsunade pointed the bottle directly at Uchiha Madara.

“This is a common occurrence.”

He is arbitrary and autocratic in his own affairs. If it were Hyuga Neji next to him, he would have the gloomy look he has now.

"Really? If someone says that you, old man, are cold-blooded and heartless, I'll be the first one not to believe it."

Obito next to him finally climbed up from the wall, shook off the dust on his body, and felt like he was back to normal.

The legendary Uchiha Madara himself doesn't seem as scary as the rumors say.

Rin next to him is still alive and well, so Obito doesn't feel any psychological pressure.

only...

"If you keep talking nonsense like this, I won't turn a blind eye to that matter."

Madara silently clenched his fists - if he hit him again, the kid's training plan would really be delayed.

Sometimes verbal threats may be more effective than physical ones.

Just hearing about that incident, Obito's whole body tensed up like a door panel.

Yes, how could such a blatant thing not be hidden from Madara?

It wasn't the first time that Obito sneaked out to see Hatake Kakashi, but it was the first time that Madara brought it up in public.

He shut up.

With dusty hair, he sat quietly beside Nohara Lin and began to peel an apple skillfully.

This bastard old man is so disrespectful to his elders.

"Humph..."

Madara's nasal tone was accurately transmitted to Obito's ears.

This is...the refreshing nasal sound after defeating the younger generation!

Uchiha Obito was unhappy, but he didn't say anything. He just glanced at the person sandwiched between Tsunade and Madara.

"Lin, don't you think he looks a little strange?"

Strictly speaking, the time Nohara Rin and Hyuga Neji spent together was the shortest among everyone present.

Even Rin herself could realize that Obito just wanted a positive answer.

No one brought this strangeness to light.

The silence became a more obvious strange thing.

But it was Obito who asked the question.

Knowing that there was something 100% wrong in the air, the girl had no choice but to continue.

"Ah... Now that Obito said that, it seems that there is a point..."

There seemed to be a sound of something breaking in the air.

Looking again, I saw those pure white eyes.

"twenty three..."

The snake is always there: "What's the matter?"

"Will they be disappointed if they find out that I don't remember anything?"

"It would take a more sensitive person to make this statement feel real."

The snake was always blunt: "What does their disappointment have to do with you?"

"As long as you don't get disappointed."

It might be normal for someone who can't even remember who he is to be more sensitive.

But the disappointment that the host is talking about now is probably not the disappointment that ordinary people think of.

"Am I not here so that they won't be disappointed?"

You see, it is true.

Snakes know very well what kind of person their host is.

Only the snake knows how long they have been together.

"Who told you that?"

The snake seemed to turn over. It was always lazy, as if nothing in the world could move the snake.

"No one said anything, but there was a vague feeling like that."

After saying this, Neji didn't say anything else.

"You just have to remember this kind of thing clearly, but you forget other things easily."

"Should we start the mission next - to see if the target is still alive?"

Snakes' hearing is not very good, but at least they are inside the other party's body, so they can hear the subtle "hmm" clearly.

Otherwise, why is Hyuga Ningji said to be the hardworking model of this group?

Something that can be seen at a glance.

People whose minds are full of tasks deserve to be model workers.

"I don't know what attracted you to those crappy tasks."

000 sighed - the snake's body structure determined that it required more effort than ordinary creatures to sigh.

For example, whole body exercise, squeezing gas.

Even so, I have to sigh.

"Do not worry."

"See that half-white kid?"

It's the one who was just knocked away.

"It was the murderer's knife."

000's tattoo became hot again. "Turn around."

Neji turned to Tsunade obediently.

"the other side."

It's the guy who looks a bit serious, with gray hair and strange eye color.

The one they call Ban can perhaps be considered an old grandfather.

“This is the murderer.”

"The murderer and the knife are all around you, what else is there to worry about?"

What 000 said seems to make sense.

Ningji let out a breath, shook his body, and his eyelids drooped, indicating that he fell asleep.