In the village of Konoha, there was a house with a small area. Inside, there were a lot of people.
"Aoyama, don't be too sad. Your parents sacrificed themselves for the glory of the village. They will be happier if you live well." A middle-aged ninja with a broom-like braid, two long slanted scars on his face, dressed in black mourning clothes, gently comforted the eight-year-old Gekko Green Banner.
"Shihisa -sama, we have found the will. Please take care of it." Someone shouted from afar.
Shihisa Nara nodded and rubbed Aoyama's hair before walking over.
Tsuka Aoyama scratched his messy hair. He had a head of white hair that looked like a hedgehog's. His cheeks were slightly thin, and his two pale white eyebrows were slightly raised with a hint of happiness. However, his dark eyes were filled with confusion. He only felt that the scenery in front of him was like a revolving lantern. Then, he blacked out and fell to the ground.
"Oh no, the child fainted!" The few people who were waiting by the side suddenly became chaotic. They said that they were sending the child to the hospital and that it was still a funeral. They couldn't leave.
"Quiet, don't make a fuss!" Shihisa Nara heard the commotion and rushed over. He rushed forward and took the unconscious Aoyama. After checking on him, he was relieved to find that he had only fainted. He carried Aoyama and ordered everyone to take action. Everything was done cleanly and neatly.
Kiba Hospital.
In a single ward, Tsuka Aoyama was quietly lying on the bed. He didn't say a word, but his heart was filled with sorrow. In his previous life, his parents also died early. He struggled to survive alone. In the end, he got into a car accident after graduating from university. Then, he was inexplicably reborn in Kiba. Here, he felt the long-lost family. Unexpectedly, in just a short eight years, bad news came again. His parents who were born in this world left him again.
"I'm the only one left!" Tears flowed down uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. Tsuka Aoyama sobbed softly like an injured wolf cub. The world was too vast, and he was too small. He felt so lonely.
Outside the door, Shihisa Nara put down his right hand that was about to knock on the door. The veins on his left hand bulged as he clenched the fruit basket in his hand. The death of his friend made him very sad. Ninjas are just used to life and death, they are not ruthless.
The eight-year-old Shikamaru Nara looked at his father's rare anger in surprise. He was puzzled, but when he thought of the uncle who used to play chess with his father passed away, he seemed to understand.
"Go back, Shikamaru!" Shihisa turned and left.
"Eh? But aren't we here to visit Aoyama? "Shikamaru asked.
"Let's go back first and let Aoyama be alone for a while." Shihisa passed the fruit basket in his hand to a nurse and asked her to send it to Tsuka Aoyama's ward.
Two figures, one big and one small, walked out of Kiba Hospital. The sharp-eyed Shikamaru saw the yellow figure behind the big tree and asked, "Is that Naruto? Why did he come to the hospital? "
With doubts in his heart, Shikamaru followed Shihisa and blended into the crowd on the street.
The eight-year-old Uzumaki Naruto had a sour expression on his face. Enduring the cold gazes from the crowd, he pushed up the dark green goggles on his head and walked into the hospital. He found the front desk and asked, "That … May I know where Tsuka Aoyama's ward is?"
"Second floor, room 206, ah … demonic fox!" The nurse at the front desk answered habitually. When she raised her head and saw Naruto, she was shocked and couldn't help but shrink back. She covered her mouth and shivered.
After getting the information he wanted, Naruto ran upstairs. However, he swore in his heart that he must become the greatest Hokage in Kiba and make everyone acknowledge him. Soon, he found the door number.
"Dong dong dong!" A rather rough knocking sound came from the door.
"Please come in!"
Tsuka Aoyama used his sleeve to wipe his tears and answered. He was quite surprised. Who would come to visit him at this time? It definitely wasn't Uncle Nara. Uncle Nara wouldn't knock on the door like this.
Then, he saw a yellow-haired man with messy hair come in. Naruto, who was wearing a black t-shirt, smiled and greeted him. "Yo, Aoyama, I'm here to visit you."
Naruto took out a bowl of unopened instant noodles and placed it beside the bed. He said, "That … I heard that … Uncle Kazuhiko and Aunt Katsuya passed away, so I came to visit you."
Tsuka Aoyama was surprised to see Naruto standing beside the bed in a depressed mood. He felt touched. Tsuka Kazuhiko and Tsuka Megumi, Aoyama's parents in this world, were Kiba's Special Jonin. They just died in a mission.
Uzumaki Naruto was Tsuka Aoyama's classmate in the ninja school, and the two had a pretty good relationship. Aoyama's parents were Special Jonin in the village, and they were also once the subordinates of the 4th Hokage. Naturally, they were clear about Naruto's true identity. They weren't like the majority of the villagers who discriminated against Naruto and thought that he was the incarnation of a demon fox.
Tsuka's family had invited Naruto to their home for a meal before, and they took care of Naruto quite a bit. However, due to the orders of the Three Generations and the villagers' emotions, most of the time, Aoyama's mother could only send Aoyama to deliver food to Naruto. Even so, for Naruto, it was the only bit of light in his childhood. Therefore, it wasn't strange that Naruto would come to Kiba Hospital.
"Naruto, I'm fine. It's not your turn to worry about me." Although he was quite grateful to Naruto, Aoyama's mentality seemed to have returned to when he was a child after his rebirth. Therefore, he was very unconvinced as he retorted.
"Tsk, this is a gift. It's a super deluxe version of instant noodles. I've been keeping it for a long time. You should thank me!" Naruto held the super large bowl of instant noodles in his hand with a proud expression.
Rolling his eyes, Tsuka Aoyama's last bit of sadness disappeared. Only excitement was left in his heart. Since God gave him a second chance to live, he wouldn't let it go to waste.
After laughing and joking with Naruto for a while, Naruto left, leaving Aoyama alone on the hospital bed. He just fainted because he was too emotional. It wasn't anything serious. He would probably be discharged tomorrow. But when he thought of the empty house, a touch of sadness appeared in his heart.
The next day, Shihisa came alone this time. Because it was Monday, Shikamaru went to the ninja academy. Shihisa, who had already changed his black mourning clothes, sat on the chair beside the bed. "Aoyama, is it okay to be discharged today? Do you want to observe for two more days? "
"Uncle Shihisa, I'm fine. I've completely recovered. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself." Aoyama exaggeratedly raised his small arms and showed his muscles.
A trace of a smile appeared on the corner of Shihisa's mouth. His good friend's son didn't become depressed, even if it was only on the surface. "That's good. Oh right, your father left behind a will. Take a look at it." Taking out an envelope, he passed it over.
Hurriedly receiving the envelope, Aoyama vaguely remembered that before he fainted, he seemed to have heard the words' will '. Trembling, he opened the envelope, took out the will, and slowly read it.
"This is … Uncle Shihisa, is this okay?" Aoyama finished reading the will. It was indeed written by his father. The will mainly said that he was worried that before Aoyama grew up, if they were to unfortunately die in a mission, he would ask his good friend Nara to take care of Aoyama. Also, he would have the identity of Aoyama's guardian, including funds and so on. Everything would be arranged by Shihisa until Aoyama becomes a ninja.
However, Shihisa, as the think tank of Hokage, the leader of Kiba Jonin class, and the patriarch of the Nara clan, was extremely busy. Perhaps, he wouldn't have the time to be Aoyama's guardian. Therefore, Aoyama asked.
"You don't have to worry about this. Your aunt Kinai has already prepared dinner and is waiting for us at home. For the next few days, you can move in with us. Hurry up and pack your things, I will go and register you." Shihisa smiled slightly, rubbed Aoyama's hair, and left the ward.
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