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

"Do you have a wish?"

"A wish that I want to fulfill."

The boy continued, but in a way that was completely unfamiliar to the three of them.

"Let me help you make it happen."

People always have many, many wishes, and even Uzumaki Naruto is no exception.

At the age of twelve or thirteen, children want to be loved by everyone, want to see their parents, and no longer exist as monsters in the village.

After Sasuke left, the child's wishes increased.

He wanted to bring Sasuke back - he was his most important partner, his most important friend, and the bond between them could no longer be measured by ordinary human values.

"Naruto..."

Uzumaki Naruto's movements obviously slowed down, and his desire to rush forward was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.

"I...I can fulfill my wishes myself!"

I know clearly that some wishes can never be realized by my own strength alone.

Even if I try my best, even if...

"I don't need people like you to fulfill my wishes!"

The golden color was so dazzling that it almost burned Neji's eyes. Facing Uzumaki Naruto, he was abnormally free of the hazy feeling that had tortured him every day.

He seemed to be really standing on this land and breathing.

Neji couldn't tell whether this feeling came from Uzumaki Naruto or the corpses.

He believes that he is not a cruel and bloodthirsty person. Even during the Fourth Ninja World War, he was able to be compassionate like a good child with traditional values.

But now, the good kid part seems to be missing.

Also flying away were the shackles and constraints that worried them day and night.

Is he free? Is he no longer a caged bird?

Neji smiled and shook his head at himself, but he also smiled and denied Uzumaki Naruto.

"is it?"

The smile gradually widened, revealing an obvious eerie coldness, and became increasingly different from the Hyuga Neji in Xiao Hei's memory.

"Mother..."

This is obviously what I want, so what does the fear and terror I feel now mean?

Xiao Hei couldn't make any more sounds, and just kept peeling off, but all he had waiting for was failure. From the day he could bathe in the warmth of the morning sun, he became a part of this world.

No longer a passer-by, no longer a spectator, but a real part of this cage.

"You know very well that some things are impossible."

"You can't catch Naruto, Hara Nozomi, or even Uchiha Sasuke."

The boy's white and slender wrist looked like it would break if bent. This was not something Uzumaki Naruto was familiar with - the bodies of ninjas were always strong and powerful, even Haruno Sakura, a girl, could be said to be both strong and soft.

But what is in front of me?

The bones were connected one by one, and the wrist bones were only covered with a thin layer of skin. Both the skin and the fingertips were pale and unhealthy. On the back of the hand, there were dense pinholes and a purple cyanosis that would not fade, as if a demon beast from another world had suddenly intruded into Uzumaki Naruto's world.

Only the skeleton looked like a male.

Even a man who is one year older than herself.

He suddenly didn't know what to do and could only stand there stupidly, feeling the hand getting closer and closer.

Will Uzumaki Naruto die at this moment?

How is it possible? Will Uzumaki Naruto be killed by Hyuga Neji?

Just a touch? No matter how you look at it, the one who killed the person should be the black guy next to him who looks very strong!

The pores were shrinking and waves of cold sweat climbed up Uzumaki Naruto's back. The fear of death at this moment was like a midnight ghost, lingering and lurking around.

"Miracle..."

"A wandering merchant who sells miracles."

"He is also... a wandering merchant who can grant wishes."

Shikamaru's memory switch was suddenly turned on, and the stories he had heard in childhood suddenly popped out from the depths of his mind.

That was the time when the Nidaime was reborn, Nara Shikamaru had not yet been born, and the so-called Nara family was not yet a close confidant of the Hokage.

This is the story from my father's father - Grandpa Nara Shikamaru.

What was the legendary old man thinking about on his deathbed?

Grandpa was still a young man, and only served as a bodyguard to protect the second generation. This man really aged too early - he was only in his fifties, but he looked like an antique that was over a hundred years old.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at the door, then turned to the window, as if he was urgently looking for something.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

Nara was always as clever as a deer, which Tobirama didn't hate.

"Ah."

He struggled to utter the individual syllables.

"Wait... one..."

"He's not the same person as us."

This sentence was complete and fluent, as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his mind and finally said it today.

"Someone different from us?"

The one who interrupted the conversation was Tsunade, who had just returned from a mission. There was still dust on her face, but she had a smile on her face, as if she already knew what the two were talking about.

"You've heard of that guy, right?"

"It's a mysterious existence that can fulfill wishes."

It's natural that this person exists as an urban legend, but unexpectedly he was told by a very powerful person - if he was told by Tsunade-sama or Tobirama-sama, it wouldn't seem like an urban legend, but rather someone who really existed.

Even though they had just met, Tobirama's serious and rigid image had already been deeply rooted in people's minds. To say that such a person could tell a mythological story would be more intriguing than the myth itself.

“Maybe it really exists.”

...

"perhaps..."

Nara Shikamaru stared at Hyuga Neji motionlessly, repeating the words that had taken him decades to get here: "Maybe it really exists."

"Ok?"

"Shikamaru?"

"Neji."

The person who appeared at the door was also the narrator of the story. The woman was no longer in her prime, but she still retained her original appearance. Her golden hair swayed in the air, and her emerald green eyes almost glowed.

"you..."

Hyuga Neji was not surprised at all, and had no awareness of being an urban legend at all. He paused, nodded slightly and greeted Tsunade, as if to say it had been a long time.

It has been a long time indeed, so long that Uzumaki Naruto returned from his training, and so long that the world has changed drastically, and the people and things are no longer the same - but the person pushing the issue was none other than Hyuga Neji himself.

Tsunade instinctively felt happy that the reunion she had imagined countless times was happening at this moment - no matter what the process was like, at least Neji looked much better now.

He seemed to come alive and rediscovered the law of his existence as a human being. The ambiguous future finally became clear at this moment.

But the process actually happened.

And now, I am no longer the idle ninja I used to be, but the legitimate Hokage.

Hyuga Neji is no longer the young master of the Hyuga branch family who needs protection, but the famous "Judge" on the wanted list.

"Let me fulfill your wish."

The boy's voice was full of temptation, just like... that ominous snake.