Konoha 62
In the night,
Under the moonlight
Snow,
A thin layer of sparkling and translucent
Border station,
Naruto's office silently rehung the name tag of the station's person-in-charge.
Jiraiya didn't notice the change in the name tag at all. He was just thinking,
In the first half of the night,
The ninjas in the station ate so happily,
Watergate didn't come out to share the fun with the people,
Looking for his son,
He was afraid that he was really sick. However, "in the middle of the night, he went back without saying a word"
"He didn't say anything either." Guy really did send Naruto off.
"By the way, before Four Generations left, he said that Master Naruto would return to Konoha with the Anbu after the end of the period of garrison duty at the border. Four Generations -sama asked you to stay for a few more days,
Then you can do as you please. "
"What does he mean?"
Guy was a little embarrassed. Uchiha Itachi had returned to the field, Yamato was the captain of the guard, and Naruto's team didn't have a Jonin sensei again. So as everyone knew, Jiraiya rushed to the border during the New Year to replace Yamato, but before the New Year was over, Naruto went back on his word.
"Heh,
You don't have to be ashamed of him,
He's used to being Naruto all these years, no one dares to interfere,
It's not the first time he wants to do something like this,
Burning the bridge after crossing the river, forgetting his mother after marrying a wife, I think he can still pick someone to be Naruto's sensei! "Jiraiya muttered, lifted his leg, and jumped down a few floors to the ground.
Guy had no choice but to jump down. He swore that this master and disciple were really master and disciple when they were crazy. "Jiraiya -sama..."
Jiraiya patted Guy's shoulder, "Guy, you've always been the one with my temper, why are you suddenly so petty? Don't worry, I won't be irresponsible like someone and suddenly leave. "
Guy was really flattered. "Uh, if you don't have any other orders..."
"Is there wine?"
"If you don't mind, let's go to the kitchen in the cafeteria." After Guy finished speaking, he quickly climbed up the wall like a gecko and climbed several floors high. He then jumped into his office through the window.
Jiraiya watched as Metke fled for his life. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Instead, he silently walked toward the cafeteria. He knew that the wine in Konoha's canteen was tasteless and had a pitiful amount of alcohol. But it was still wine, wasn't it? Jiraiya loved good wine, but he wasn't picky when there wasn't any. He was approachable, gentle, and kind. He wasn't like that little bastard Bo Fung Watergate who was hard to please!
Jiraiya, who was standing in front of the cafeteria, wanted to smash his wine gourd again.
"Sir Jiraiya, are you hungry?"
"So, can you please open the cafeteria door for me?" Jiraiya smiled at the Dark Ops who were guarding the cafeteria, just like Metke.
"The barbecue rack in front hasn't been removed yet."
"You want me to eat the leftovers?"
The Dark Ops trembled and quickly opened the door to follow him.
This made Jiraiya want to smash his wine gourd even more. "Why do you keep following me?"
The Dark Ops looked at Jiraiya who was rummaging in the kitchen. He really wanted to test this famous senior's skills. "The kitchen is an important place. It needs to be protected. If someone sneaks in and poisons the food, a lot of people will die."
Jiraiya gritted his teeth and suddenly turned around and grabbed the collar of the Dark Ops. "Do I look so unreliable?"
"This is the rule." After the Dark Ops finished speaking, a group of Dark Ops with dog masks surrounded Jiraiya.
Jiraiya gritted his teeth again but still didn't dare to fight. He was just a Jiraiya who loved freedom. He wasn't a traitor who attacked the Dark Ops on duty. He understood that at this time, he should behave like he did when he caught the thief in the Water Country. He should obediently follow the rules. It would be best if he apologized to the Dark Ops on duty and said that he drank too much during the New Year … But it would still be too embarrassing.
Fortunately, someone came to help him out. "Jiraiya -sama, how much did you drink?"
Jiraiya said, "Not much. I didn't drink enough five or six pounds of good wine. Metke asked me to come to the cafeteria to find some vinegar."
Then the Dark Ops scattered.
Jiraiya suddenly turned around. "Uchiha Itachi, why didn't you go back with Watergate? Is there only one Yamato with him? "
"Konoha sent someone." Itachi was also worried about Naruto's condition, but he was not worried about the senior of the Night Guards. "And I don't know how to do Thor."
"…" Jiraiya gritted his teeth, opened the door of the wine cellar and jumped in.
Itachi also jumped in. Jiraiya couldn't poison the Dark Ops, but he could spit and sprinkle some croton seeds.
Jiraiya quickly found a jar of wine that was pleasing to his eyes. He opened the lid and tasted it, and then poured it into the wine gourd. After pouring the wine, he patted Itachi's little shoulder. "Do you want to drink with me?"
"Thanks, but no thanks." The Dark Ops brothers went to the harbor in groups. As the one who stayed behind, he had to be more vigilant.
"You're so boring. You're just like your father." Jiraiya rolled his eyes at Itachi and climbed out of the cellar.
Itachi followed him out and signaled the Dark Ops to check again.
Jiraiya pretended not to see. He drank the wine and winked. "Itachi, do you want me to take you to the harbor to see it?"
"I've been in the Dark Ops for a long time. I've been to many places." Itachi rejected Jiraiya, who was getting more and more amiable.
"Don't be so sure. I'm guessing your father won't teach you how to enjoy the night." Jiraiya winked again. "Young man, do you know what's the most interesting place to go at night?"
Itachi said seriously. "Jiraiya -sama, I've been to the red-light district several times. There's nothing interesting."
"That's because you don't have an interesting senior like me to guide you." Jiraiya put his hand on Itachi's shoulder.
Itachi sighed again. This time, the back of his ears was a little red. "Konoha, my problem is that there are too many girls who like me. If you don't mind, you can teach me how to gently and clearly reject them."
"…" Jiraiya choked for a while before he pushed Itachi away. "You deserve it. You're on duty!"
But someone had to be on duty. Only then could someone else go and have fun. Itachi silently continued his patrol route. Then, he realized that nothing had happened.
Itachi hated it when nothing happened. Perhaps it was because he had seen too much of Naruto's fatherly love and filial piety, or perhaps it was just a coincidence that he missed his family even more during festive occasions. Now, as long as he was not doing anything, Itachi would fall into …
When he saw the snow, he was reminded of the time when Sasuke was two years old. His family was enjoying the snow in the backyard. His father dropped Sasuke into a snowdrift. His mother threw his father over her shoulder while he ate rock candy balls. When he saw the steam rising from the water, he was reminded of the time when Sasuke was four years old. His family went to a hot spring. His father held his mother's hand, carried him from behind, and carried a sleeping Sasuke in front of him. They walked under the starlight and sang terrible songs to go home. When he saw the lunchbox, he was reminded of the time when Sasuke was six years old. His younger brother forgot to bring a lunchbox during a school outing. His mother asked his father to bring it to him. His father was busy with work and forgot, so he took the blame.
These were all interesting little things, but they made Itachi very uncomfortable.
Things that had passed away could be missed occasionally, but should not be revisited frequently. His father's father taught his father this way. His father taught him this way since he was a child, and he was going to teach his children this way. Otherwise, according to the fate of most ninjas … I'm afraid no one can live a good life.
Itachi was 20 years old this year. He graduated from the ninja school at the age of 7, was promoted to Chunin at the age of 10, and became the captain of the Anbu at the age of 13. Now, in theory, the entire Anbu field brigades were under his command. In short, except for the internship and the two years at Naruto's side, he had worked for ten years. In these ten years, he had disabled more than 20 colleagues, killed more than 60 colleagues, disappeared three, and killed five by themselves. On average, nearly ten people a year, he would receive bad news every thirty to forty days.
A pair of shoes that fit for a long time would be reluctant to throw them away, let alone people. Therefore, Itachi had long learned not to dwell on things that had already passed. He was Naruto's Anbu, Konoha's special assassination team. Field work was always about people's lives. Between life and death, there was no room for distractions, and distractions were often caused by unnecessary emotions. Those unnecessary emotions often led to mission failure, and mission failure usually meant death.
Therefore, if he wanted to live, as long as he was in the Anbu field, he had to learn not to think too much. At least, he, his father, and his mother all did the same. The experienced ninja family would not let their children in the field have any unnecessary psychological burden. Uchiha Itachi had been in the field for ten years, and he never had to worry about his family. Even when he received the news of his father's death a few months ago, and even when his mother who had just lost her husband was left alone at home for the New Year.
Therefore, even when the elites of various families were less and less appearing in important positions in Konoha, he was still a genius. He was a dazzling banner of the Uchiha family that could not be ignored. This was the family's expectation, and it was also the life he loved. He knew that he would become stronger and stronger through training, and it would not be considered a mission failure if his enemies ran away in fear when they heard his name.
Therefore, how could he allow himself to feel guilty because of a mere memory? He would not allow it!
"Brother?"
"Yes." Itachi stopped cleaning and turned around.
In the dark ninja dormitory.
The morning sun had not yet shone in.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Sasuke was shocked by Itachi's appearance. His brother was wearing a pink laced apron, rubber gloves, and a large paper hat on his head. Then he stood on the window sill of his brother's dormitory like a ghost. "Cleaning the windows?
"Year-end cleaning." Itachi nodded seriously.
"But it's already the first day of the New Year." Sasuke looked at his watch. It was half past four in the morning, and he almost facepalmed.
"That's the New Year cleaning." Itachi was still wiping the windows seriously. "Cleaning is the New Year."
"That's … right." The corner of Sasuke's mouth twitched. He did not want to clean the house at all, but he could not let his brother do it alone. Especially his brother — "Pa … la."
"…"
"It's okay, brother. You can wipe something else first. Just tape it up later." Especially his brother, like his father, could be called a housework disaster.
Itachi silently jumped down from the window sill. "The quality of the glass at the border is really bad. I've cleaned the windows in Naruto's office countless times, and I haven't seen any cracks."
"That's because the glass of that floor-to-ceiling window is probably the strongest in the world. If you don't believe me, brother Konoha, you can burn it with fire. I guarantee there won't even be a mark left." Sasuke opened the drawer and searched for his hair with tape. "Naruto said he kicked it countless times when he was young, and it was fine."
Itachi looked at Sasuke gluing the glass and felt like he was being mocked by his younger brother. He wanted to change the topic. "By the way, Sasuke, do you have any plans for the next few days?"
"No, I'll be fine after cleaning the pigsty and feeding the pigs twice a day." Sasuke felt that his brother was especially strange today. "Brother, do you have something to tell me?"
"Nothing, I was just thinking that you should buy some souvenirs every time you go out. I have time for the next two days. "
"You don't have to stand guard for Four Generations anymore?"
"My secondment has ended. I'm on vacation now."
"Oh."
"Do you want to go shopping?"
"I'm fine …" Sasuke hesitated.
"Don't hesitate."
"I want to invite Sakura to go with me." Sasuke's gaze drifted, and his voice was soft.
"Oh, that pink-haired girl is your teammate." Itachi looked at Sasuke, whose ears were a little red, and suddenly felt that his cabbage had learned how to poke a pig.
Sasuke was not shy at all after he finished speaking. His face was cold and serious. "Mom said that Konoha women have so few ninjas. Those who make the first move gain the upper hand, those who make the last move suffer. Besides, she's the one who likes me. I'm not ugly, so why should I reject her? As for you, brother, what kind of women do you like? Are you going to marry a girl of the same tribe like dad? "
"That's none of your business. Hurry up and get to work. After you're done cleaning your dorm, there's still mine." Itachi poked Sasuke's head hard. However, after thinking about it carefully, it was also time to consider the issue of the new Uchiha Patriarch's wife. The patriarch was single, and there was too much gossip.
Thus, two hours later, the sun rose.
It was still the Genin dorm.
After breakfast, Naruto Uzumaki, who was strolling around, was first asked by Sakura to help her feed the pigs today. He agreed. After that, he went upstairs and walked to the door of the dorm. Sasuke next to him also asked to help feed the pigs. Naruto also agreed. Anyway, based on his father's intentions, the idea of the father and son going out for a stroll would be rejected sooner or later. Moreover, earlier, when Sasuke and Sakura willfully crossed the sea with him in the middle of the night, he promised himself to the heavens and earth that since he was born to cheat his teammates, then his teammates must rely on him to protect them more.
However, holding a basin of crab legs leftover from yesterday, Naruto sat on the bed in the dorm, shaking his legs and thinking, 'Eh, is something wrong?'
First of all, Genin, who were doing D-level missions, were not allowed to leave the base. Then, the two of them did not do anything for a day. Was there a Jonin who promised to take them out to play? Well, looking at the person sitting in Sasuke's room just now, it should be Brother Itachi. There's no doubt about it. Secondly, wait, Brother Itachi took Sasuke out to play and called Sakura, but not me … Hey, what's going on!
The two of them, Sasuke and Sakura, are having a sweet date under the nose of the boy's parents?!
Naruto felt the corners of his mouth astringent. He only knew that Sakura had always been infatuated with Sasuke. He also saw Sasuke's attitude towards Sakura change from a cold face to a girl who was okay to occasionally a little ambiguous.
But are they really together? Her brother brought her along to play. This is completely different from the two of them going to the grove to look at the stars, the moon, and talk about life and ideals, okay?!
Congratulations to Sasuke for being enlightened. Congratulations to Sakura for being able to see the moon after the clouds parted. Congratulations to Naruto Uzumaki, your secret little first love is completely over.
Naruto Uzumaki had long expected that this day might come. After all, he only took advantage of everyone's encouragement to say "I like you" to Sakura a few times when they were in school. After they became teammates, he did not do anything special for the girl except make trouble for his teammates.
In short, Naruto's reason told him that he did not have to be with Sakura. However, compared to his childhood sweetheart, Hinata, who blushed and could not speak when she saw him, he felt that it was rare to have a girl like Sakura who was so ordinary in terms of birth, strength, and appearance, but was still so confident and cute no matter who she faced.
However, his soft little heart did not seem to understand the words of reason. His little heart told him that he was really hit by a bolt from the blue, and his HP bar was almost empty.
"Naruto Uzumaki, you deserve it. Two years ago, when Sasuke was not fully grown and was scared by the sight of poison, you did not seize the time. Now that you found out that the two of them were together, you did not pay attention. Now you are here squawking like a frog's leg." Naruto gnawed on the crab leg. The crab meat was delicious.
However, no matter how much he ate, he still wanted to cry. "Mom."
Naruto threw away the food bowl and took out his mother's photo frame from his luggage. He looked at his young and beautiful mother looking at the camera blissfully like a fool. Why are women in love always so foolish? Naruto used his sleeve to vigorously wipe the photo. When there was no more ground to wipe, he stuffed it into his chest and sat up on the bed. He just sat there, listening to the waves outside the window and the chilling sea breeze. He felt cold and lonely.
Thus, Naruto got up, closed the door, and quietly slipped into the office building.
He did not care, he did not care, he did not care! He did not care whether his father was busy or not, whether the things he was doing were big or not, or whether he was meeting with important people. He needed his dear Papa now, he wanted him, more than ever, more than ever!
Need is an irreplaceable dependence.
… …
The first sunrise in the year 62 of Konoha.
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