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

Nora's name is Neji.

And most of them have the surname Hyuga.

He was wearing a cloth strip to cover his eyes, but he could see other people's sorrows and joys.

But as an outsider, Tsunade could not see Neci's sorrow or joy.

Neji put the purple scroll into his clothes, and it seemed that Tobirama's body temperature was still lingering on it.

He watched Tobirama take his last breath.

The first Tobirama that Neji met was a young man full of vigor and vitality.

Wearing armor and wielding a sword, he is invincible.

Those red eyes can hold the whole world, as well as one’s own small home.

As the younger brother of Hashirama Senju, it seems that no matter how hard he tries, he cannot surpass his brother.

But Tobirama is not a jealous person.

Before becoming a Senju ninja, he was first the younger brother of Senju Hashirama.

Before he became a warrior who fought bloody battles, he was first Tobirama Senju.

Neji unfolded the purple scroll, and light blue smoke filled the air.

They eagerly drilled into Neji's body, absorbing the boy's chakra and sucking Neji's blood.

Until he became one with the boy.

The smoke carried the scent of Tobirama, but it was neither the Tobirama of youth nor the Tobirama of middle age.

But it is Tobirama who is now an old man.

Neji remembered himself the second time he met Tobirama.

There is no doubt that he was nervous.

When Tobirama and I last parted, we were still enemies, but in the blink of an eye, we became reliable partners.

Tobirama is always there, standing still.

He is a mountain and a river.

He is a gust of wind and also a rain.

Tobirama Senju was not someone Neji could have met. They lived in different eras, and even if they met, they could only use forbidden techniques.

The Impure World Reincarnation Technique was the first encounter between Neji and Tobirama.

What does the old Tobirama look like?

Neji decided that it should be something like this scroll.

Mysterious and gentle, but after the white veil is lifted, a familiar sharpness is revealed.

He is not a double-edged sword, but a samurai sword.

The sharpness of the door seems to always be directed towards the enemy, while the fragile and blunt side is always facing the people close to it.

Neji didn't know what he had done to make Tobirama put him under "protection".

But as far as the result is concerned, he has already been the one with the back of the knife facing him.

People always say that life is short.

But how does it feel to watch someone else live out their life?

Tobirama is a genius, and the techniques on the scroll have never appeared in the original timeline.

The caster's ninjutsu is sealed in a scroll and then passed on to the first person to open the scroll.

The purple smoke is Tobirama's technique, and it is also the ninjutsu that Tobirama is most proud of.

The art of Flying Thunder God.

"The seal attached to this scroll..."

"I didn't write it on any scroll."

Just a few minutes ago, Tobirama was proudly showing Neji his newly developed ninjutsu.

The only one in the world. Unique.

The ninjutsu sealed inside is also unique in the world.

"When this technique is used, the user will lose the sealed ninjutsu."

"Although it sounds useless, who would be willing to lose an important ninjutsu if they need to inherit it?"

The old man who is about to die still has the mood to gossip.

Ningji had been sitting beside him, listening quietly.

Until the scroll was stuffed into his hands.

The purple scroll seemed to have thousands of degrees, burning his skin and conveying the owner's mood.

"I can't accept it."

Neji waved his hand to refuse - even if Tobirama's technique was to be passed down in this way, it should have been passed on to Tsunade or Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Instead of Hyuga Neji who had only been seen three times.

Tobirama looked very old, but he didn't know where he got the strength from.

The scroll seemed to be fixed in Neji's hand and could not be pushed open no matter what.

It seems like: If you don't accept it, I will die with regret.

The scroll was finally accepted by Neji.

The scroll was of normal size, but it made Tobirama close his eyes with satisfaction.

Those red eyes inevitably became cloudy with the passage of time.

But time has not smoothed out the shape of Tobirama, and he is just like the person I met at the beginning.

Make decisions calmly and rationally, and have your own ideas for every step.

Whether it is here or Tsunade in the future, they are all important treasures of Tobirama.

Just by seeing those eyes, Neji knew what Tobirama wanted him to do.

Gifts are often priceless.

Once you accept a gift, you cannot refuse the responsibility.

"You really haven't changed anything."

Neji couldn't help but smile, he had a lot of questions to ask before meeting Tobirama.

What happened in the decisive battle between the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn?

How did Tobirama survive?

......

But when he saw Tobirama, Neji felt that these questions were no longer necessary.

At least now, Tobirama looked peaceful. He seemed to have fulfilled all his wishes and closed his eyes contentedly.

It seemed that the children were just feeling sleepy after dinner and took a nap with happiness and satisfaction.

"The tree has grown...very tall..."

"If you have time... go and have a look..."

Neji's hand grasped Tobirama's, and the other gently squeezed back.

Surrounded by white gauze, it seemed as if we had arrived at a funeral.

He listened to Tobirama's breathing becoming more even and slower...

"Tobirama."

Neji called out like this, his voice was so soft that it was blocked out by the white gauze.

He saw Tobirama's eyelashes tremble slightly, but he hesitated to take the next step.

"Tobirama..."

Neji spoke again, and this time, not even his breathing could be heard.

The hand was placed on Neji's palm, still warm.

"Good night."

Neji said this, lifted up the corner of the quilt and stuffed it into Tobirama's arm.

He looked older and thinner.

Neji raised his head once more, trying to imprint Tobirama's appearance in his mind.

He raised his hand inexplicably, covering the aging face of Tobirama.

It might be because Tobirama originally had white hair, so when he raised his hand to cover it, we could unexpectedly see that Tobirama was still a young man.

He raised his sword with great momentum and rushed towards him.

That day, Tobirama loudly asked, "Who are you?"

The current Neji responded dryly: "Hinata..Ningji."

His eyes felt a little sore, so Neji blinked.

The young Tobirama disappeared, and in his place was the middle-aged Tobirama.

He seemed to put on the blue armor again and threw the medicine basket in front of him.

“You need an identity.”

He would take the medicine seller to the bridgehead and do things that he might not have done before.

The light of the sun suddenly appeared behind Tobirama and shone on his white inner garment.

Without the armor, Tobirama felt more relaxed in life.

He was holding a glass of water and walking slowly towards Neji.

The hand was lowered, and it was Tobirama who turned gray.

He would never rush towards him with a knife again, nor could he hold a cup of water in his hand again.

He would always lie quietly like this, on the bed, under the ground.

Until it was awakened from its slumber by an impolite snake and forced to take away innocent lives.

Marked with the mark of the deceased's reincarnation - after resting in peace, they will be tortured by their descendants.

"See you tomorrow."

For Neji it wouldn't be particularly long, and for Tobirama, it would just be a nap.

When tomorrow comes, they will meet again.

......

The smoke cleared, and Tsunade, who had been sent away, walked into the room with understanding.

When the white veil was lifted, it was Touma who was no longer alive.

“He looks very complete.”

Tsunade didn't know what Tobirama's last words were - her grandfather had been prepared to die at any time since he became an adult.

He would take nothing away and leave nothing behind - if there was anything left for her, the old man would have given it to him long ago.

“It’s great to catch up.”

The female ninja showed a rare moment of vulnerability and buried her forehead into Tobirama's chest.

I couldn't hear anything, it seemed I was completely dead.

"My parents died early...Grandpa Hashirama also died at the age of thirty because of Hashirama's cells."

Neji sat on the other side of the Tobirama, listening to Tsunade.

Her voice was muffled, with a hint of bitterness mixed in it.

"Since I was a kid..."

"Grandpa Tobirama has been taking care of me."

"But the old man isn't very good at taking care of children. He's a little oddly clumsy."

"It's not like he was at ease in the lab at all."

"Even so, he still tried his best to love me..."

"Love Rope Tree..."

Tsunade's voice died down at the mention of her brother.

She stopped talking and just buried her head in the quilt on Tobirama's chest.

"What the living can do for the deceased is to live a good life"

The candlelight is made into a wall lamp and hung on the wall, emitting bright and warm light.

Neji stood up and when he turned around, he saw Tsunade raising her head.

The female ninja's eyes were red, and there were tears that had not been wiped away, crystal clear and shining.

There was also a quilt soaked with tears.

“My father once told me that.”

The four-year-old Neji was unable to understand the meaning of his father's words. He just felt that the curse of the caged bird and the fate of the branch family had taken his father's life.

He spent most of his life in resentment and pain - for Neji's short sixteen years, most of his life was still an underestimate.

If my father could still see me after his death, he would probably be more painful than me.

The love that Tobirama, Nawase and Tsunade have for each other is no less than the love that their father has for themselves."

Tsunade seemed to have listened - but before that, she realized something she was even more curious about.

People do not appear out of thin air. As long as one is a human being, he or she will have a father and a mother.

What about Hyuga Neji? Is he still human? Is it his own power that allows him to travel through time, or does he use other powers to do so?

At least one thing is certain now, Hyuga Neji is a human.

This person has parents.

The wandering merchant who travels through time and sells miracles also has parents.

She couldn't help but wonder, what did Hyuga Neji do before he became a wandering businessman and traveled through time?

The sixteen-year-old boy is full of vigor and vitality. Has he also made his own achievements in Konoha and found his own happiness?

Tsunade was just thinking about it when she saw Neji looking at her and inviting her.

"I have a place I want to go, would you like to come with me?"

Go and see how the sapling planted at the entrance of Qiaotou Village is growing now.

Tobirama once said: This tree will grow very big.

How big will it grow?