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

Once you decide to do something, never give up.

Someone had taught him this.

But who?

Neji couldn't remember clearly.

Just one night, he received an unexpected gift.

“I don’t understand...”

"Whatever it is... all of this from the beginning to the end..."

There was no one around, and Neji was the only one in the warm room.

And of course, there's the snake wrapped around Neji's wrist.

"Do you think this would be a good thing?"

The snake relaxed its body, not quite understanding what Neji was asking.

"About memory?"

"It's strange that I couldn't remember it before."

"You and I are already the same - something you should have remembered from the beginning."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a good thing or not now that you're late."

Snakes are cold-blooded animals, but are they just cold-blooded?

Unknown to the snake, the snake remembered the words that had been used to comfort Neji.

"Let's just take it as a good thing for now..." Even though I can't remember it, it's still a good thing.

But before Snake could finish his words, he heard Neji's denial.

"I can not do it."

The boy's voice was childish and weak, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

But the snake could surprisingly hear from it that it was Hyuga Neji's hysteria.

"It was done by 001..."

"It's still the experience of that day."

"What is causing you pain?"

"What made you lose control again?"

The boy curled up in the quilt was trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to recall something.

"Nothing surprising."

"Too much stimulation can be destructive."

"Whether physically or mentally - Hyuga Neji, no matter what you will become in the future, you before and you now are undoubtedly human."

The voice of a snake is always cold.

Even in such a warm room.

Like a glacier, it is difficult to melt.

But the snake was mostly right.

“You don’t have to force yourself to do it.”

"Even if I do, what will happen?"

"Before the predetermined future arrives, it is better to be casual and live well now."

It's easy to say - even Snake himself knew that Neji would not have a good life.

"I will not question you, nor will I deny you."

"But please know that I like..."

"A creature with a wealth of emotions and experiences."

"I am full of greed and desire, and I am fed up with my previous life..."

"Time and again, the serpent in the Garden of Eden spread the seeds of sin."

...

"What...why is there such a loud noise at night?"

Tsunade was in her pajamas and not yet fully awake.

Ri Zu claimed that his daughter was sick with a high fever and needed someone to take care of her.

With just one order, the dishevelled Ritsu was taken away with a few words.

His son's condition had just stabilized, but he was called over by the clan to serve as a guard - it was so pathetic no matter how he thought about it.

But there is no choice for Japan.

The child can only be entrusted to Tsunade.

After all, we are still not strong enough - just to avoid being a caged bird is already the best we can do.

Even in Hizashi's eyes, he might be a "savior" like a god.

But there are limits to what she can do.

She was having her usual nightmare until a loud noise came from next door.

One after another, it was the sound of objects being thrown to the ground!

"Wait a moment!"

There was no murderous intent, just sounds.

It’s no wonder that Tsunade, as a ninja, didn’t wake up immediately.

But no matter what, my previous reaction was too unqualified for a ninja!

If only I were stronger, if only I were more sensitive...

Wouldn’t many things have turned out this way?

Tsunade would think like this from time to time.

"Ningji...!"

if...

If she could be stronger...

...

"What did you see that day?"

"What day?"

Itachi held the already cold tea and took a sip.

"That day six years ago."

"We're all leaving Konoha, so it might as well be said now."

"Humph."

Tsunade snorted coldly, thinking that Itachi had a point.

She and Itachi were not originally in a hostile relationship.

There's nothing strange about sharing information - but the fact that she didn't say it before was purely Tsunade's own problem.

Hemophobia doesn't seem to be as easy to cure as Tsunade had previously thought.

It was just that his obsession with Hyuga Neji overshadowed his fear.

The desire for him to survive came first, before fear.

"I saw blood..."

"Lots and lots of blood..."

Just thinking about the scene that day made Tsunade tremble all over.

That night, she heard a loud noise and came out of her nightmare, but she just grabbed a lantern and went to check on Neji.

She walked very quickly, her steps so light that they made no sound.

Is it an assassin? Or something else?

What should she do if it was the Hyuga family?

But up to now, Tsunade has not sensed any murderous intent.

At least...

"Please don't let anything happen..."

"Neji!"

The woman yelled and opened the door.

Assassins and clans don't exist.

The only person in the room was the boy that Tsunade was very familiar with.

Ningji's long hair was disheveled, covering his eyes, and the ends of his hair were covered in blood.

He was standing barefoot in a corner of the room, holding a charcoal brazier in his hand.

It was a charcoal basin made of white porcelain, and the coal inside was burning slowly.

This is also the last one.

Whether it's a charcoal basin or a bottle...

Even the pillows and bedding were thrown on the ground.

Cotton wool and lint flew out of the rip, just like the boy's blood.

Floating around the room.

From various parts of the owner's body.

"Cough cough..."

"boom!"

He was hunched over, coughing so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, but he still had the strength to smash the charcoal basin to the ground.

"Sorry... ahem..."

"Don't... cough... don't say that anymore!"

Tsunade saw the man, holding his head in pain, and kneeling among the charcoal and debris on the ground.

The change in body position created some gaps between the hair, allowing one to see the boy's tear-filled eyes.

"Neji...?"

"Ahem...I'm sorry..."

"sorry..."

"You have nothing to be sorry about."

Tsunade looked at the burning charcoal, and the lantern in her hand seemed to no longer be needed.

The blood is so scary.

Even scarier than I remembered.

But the woman still walked forward quickly, not even feeling the severe pain from the soles of her feet.

She hugged the boy who was kneeling and crying, and everything became clear in her mind.

It must be that they did something wrong and made Neji angry.

That's why Neji didn't want to come to them.

"We are the ones who should say sorry."

But the person being hugged can no longer hear any sounds from the outside world.

He was trapped in his own world, drowning in the freezing cold of sadness.