May 8, 62 Konoha
It was time to close the curtains on the windows facing the west.
In the dark underground of Konoha.
Uchiha Belt Soil's life flashed through his mind.
Then he stopped at a cute girl's face — Harano Rin.
Belt Soil called out softly. "Rin."
Kakashi heard it.
He didn't stop his kunai. Rin or anyone else, let the dead die.
"I have a way to revive Rin."
The kunai cut through the fat. Rin Harano wasn't an ordinary girl.
She was passionate, kind, and hoped that she could become a great person who was respected and loved by others. Then she did it.
When the enemy used her to hurt Konoha,
She died at the hands of her companions with unparalleled willpower and courage, and became a great hero who protected Konoha.
"Kakashi.
If you kill me, you won't be able to revive Rin! Don't you want to see her smile and live happily with us forever? "
The kunai cut through the muscle. Rin Harano died. She was such a young girl, how could she be willing to end her life before it truly began. But Kakashi will always remember Rin's smile before she died — her death allowed more people to live.
This was Konoha Chunin Rin's own choice and will.
She died regretfully, but she died a worthy death.
"Kakashi, you can't kill me.
You'll regret it! You can't revive a dead person.
I can do it.
Look at me, I'm still alive. I didn't crawl out of hell to be killed by you. "
The kunai cut through the ribs. Becoming a ninja, living a better life than ordinary people, having a high status and power, you have the obligation to fight for the village. People who plant crops should grow food, and people who weave cloth should weave cloth, what's wrong with that?!
"I want to see Sensei! Kakashi, I can not only revive Rin, but I can also revive Kina -san! "
The kunai tore through the thin membrane between the bones. Kakashi finally stopped for 0.0001 second. Kina Maelstrom, Bo Fung Watergate's lover, Naruto Uzumaki's mother, Konoha's second Nine Tails Force Of Human Column … Konoha never forced anyone to become a ninja, and the Konoha Ninja Academy was willing to give all children who volunteered a chance, just a chance.
"Sensei! Watergate -san! I know you're watching me somewhere, I know how painful it is to live alone! Don't … "
In the end, the kunai still entered his chest. With a slight vibration, it touched his beating heart.
"…"
Then, it tore through the myocardium and pierced a narrow gap in the aortic wall.
"Kakashi …"
Kakashi once again stopped his kunai and recalled his childhood. It was a sunny day. Watergate -sensei taught everyone close-range combat skills. Watergate -sensei taught the freshly graduated Rin and Belt Soil how to kill people. On the battlefield, the only thing that truly reaped lives was never ninjutsu. The most efficient weapon was always a sword, a sharp weapon, or anything with a sharp edge. When using these things, one must remember that just stabbing them didn't count, they also had to turn them around.
And so, Kakashi turned them around.
"Kakashi …"
The turned heart would shatter, and there would be a sharp pain, but it would only hurt for a moment. Then, the chest would feel hot, and the heart would feel cold. Then, when one opened their mouth, they wouldn't be able to breathe.
Kakashi Sensei looked at the human body that was gasping for air, and pulled out the kunai that was dripping blood. The genius ninja Kakashi, if he wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't fail.
He wasn't Bo Fung Watergate who saw the cruel and chaotic world from the moment he opened his eyes. His sensei became a ninja only to survive. He wasn't Rin, who was taught by her parents from an early age. She was full of reverence for life. Even if she didn't have any talent, she was only willing to become a medical ninja. He wasn't the proud and brave Uchiha or the inferior and cowardly Belt Soil. Fighting was just to prove himself to his family and the people around him …
Hatake White Fang's son didn't need to prove to anyone whether he was a ninja or not, because he was one. He graduated at the age of 6, became a Genin at the age of 6, went to the battlefield and killed his first mission target at the age of 6 … Kakashi didn't feel disgusted, nor did he vomit.
But now he felt really uncomfortable in his stomach.
"Kakashi, do you want to drink?"
Kakashi didn't take the bottle of wine from Shisui. He just quietly took out a cigarette box, took out a cigarette, and lit it in his mouth. The pain-relieving tobacco slowly wafted in the air. As usual, it didn't help his aching eyes. "Let Aoha Yamashiro see his own body, and then show him all the evidence. It's not that we trusted Itachi's information, but Uchiha Belt Soil is a traitor."
"Okay."
"If Aoha still insists that Belt Soil is a good person and not a traitor, and still wants to help him hide it … then torture him. If he's a traitor, then sacrifice him for duty. If he's really just a traitor, then let's see if we can make up for it."
"Okay."
"After that, give Aoha's body to Dou. As for Belt Soil's body … whether dead or alive, give it to Dou. It's the brain that stores memories, but Aoha and Belt Soil didn't lose their memories even if they changed their bodies. "Kakashi blew a smoke ring." Don't you think it's strange? "
"This is Ninjutsu." Shisui accompanied Kakashi to smoke. "Some Ninjutsu just don't make sense."
"That's true." Kakashi knew his Raikiri, but even after learning Thor, he didn't understand its principles. "Shisui."
"Yeah."
"You must know Belt Soil."
"Well, same generation."
"I know that Uchiha Macula and his followers want to overthrow Konoha. Belt Soil is Madara's man. Akatsuki wants to catch the Bijuu and summon the Juubi. Belt Soil is Akatsuki's man. Madara and Akatsuki should be against Konoha and try to free the Bijuu. But why, what made a kind and gentle person who respects the old and loves the young turn into Madara and Akatsuki? "
"Because they can help me fulfill my wish." Uchiha Belt Soil answered Kakashi's question loudly. But whether it was Kakashi, the hateful genius Shisui, or even the guards far away, no one paid attention to him.
Obito had thought that he might die in Kakashi's hands before he could even begin his journey. But he couldn't imagine being stabbed to death in a dark cell, unarmed and unarmed by an ordinary Kunai. If it wasn't Sensei's three-pronged Kunai, then it was the kind of Kunai bought in a ninja store and used a few times but was too lazy to pick it up … And he turned into a ghost.
There are really ghosts in this world.
Orochimaru has been studying the reincarnation technique for so many years, but he has never heard of seeing a ghost!
But Belt Soil looked at his own body, no, Aoha Yamashiro's body, floating silently, and couldn't help but believe it.
But a ghost is a soul. Belt Soil stretched his arms and legs, he didn't feel anything, but he could move. A ninja can move, what's the first thing to do?
Belt Soil immediately kicked Kakashi and Shisui through, ah, no body. Hand Seal – Great Fireball Technique! Ah, no fire, no Chakra. It doesn't matter, Belt Soil soon found his body. Hand Seal – Two-Way Reincarnation Technique! No reaction, no reaction, Aoha Yamashiro is still using his body to weave a straw mat! Then let's just hit it. What if the Green Leaf is knocked out? Obviously, he should be lying in the base to help him recover his eyes, and wait for him to deal with Konoha, and catch a young and useful Uchiha to change back. Damn it! Who was it that released Qingye, this trash, from the mountain city! Aoha actually dared to do it! He even dared to use his eyes! The Sharingan has a lifespan! Every time it's used, it's gone, bastard!
But no matter what, ghosts can't touch people. But the ghost Belt Soil is not willing! How can he be willing! Everything was going so smoothly! Just because he hesitated when he should kill Bo Fung Watergate! He just hesitated for a moment!
But a dead person is dead, it's useless to say anything. Belt Soil lay flat and floated, floating until the sky was dark, and then he was startled by an old granny. Belt Soil didn't know if this smiling old granny was someone he had helped before, but soon the old granny waved at him and disappeared in a stream of light.
When people die, they become ghosts and go to another world. Belt Soil lamented that he seemed to be stranded in the human world … Then, if he was stranded in the human world, could he still meet Rin in another world? It's been more than ten years, Rin has probably reincarnated long ago.
But Belt Soil is still not willing. He silently wandered in Konoha Hospital. Yes, that's where the old granny floated out, alone with a white cloth covering her, waiting to be dealt with. In short, Belt Soil hoped to find another dying person … But suddenly, he looked back and saw Bo Fung Watergate.
His sensei was sitting on the hospital bed, surrounded by the tall Jiraiya and the round-faced Naruto, which made him look even thinner than before.
In the ward.
"What's wrong, is it cold?" Naruto suddenly noticed that his father had shivered a few times in the past few minutes.
"I think there might be ghosts nearby." Watergate looked at the hair and goosebumps on his arms, and his eyes flashed coldly. "It's definitely not your mother."
Here it comes again. Naruto believed that there were souls in the world. Jiraiya had told him so many strange ninjutsu, many of which were aimed at souls. But when people die, their souls return to the Pure Land. The reason why ghost stories were called ghost stories was because no one except his father said that they could see ghosts. "Of course, this is Konoha Hospital, people live and die every day."
"That's true." Watergate thought about it and continued to eat dinner. He didn't even add salt to everything, saying that it was good for the heart. Then let's eat together. He wanted to eat with Kakashi when he came, but the kid learned to avoid people. "Jiraiya -sensei, take Naruto to Mount Myoboku later and learn about the Senjutsu."
"Oh, okay." Jiraiya answered carefully. He didn't forget how angry Watergate was when he saw Naruto come back in a Jonin uniform.
"Then I'll go." Naruto felt that his father's anger was almost gone. As Uncle Dingzhuo said, any parent would feel proud and gratified when they see their child become successful, even if the child didn't listen to them and didn't become what they wanted. "Toad Yoshi invited me last time."
"Go, go." Watergate heard Naruto's calm voice. Yes, Naruto wanted to play with Toad Yoshi for a long time. "Don't eat too much before you go, and don't bring any snacks or military food pills. Otherwise, Toad won't cook for you. The food in Mount Myoboku is the best in the world."
"Oh oh oh, really?" Uzumaki Naruto loved delicious food!
"Really, really. Jiraiya -sensei told me that years ago." Watergate glared at Jiraiya, and felt that dinner was even harder to swallow. He ordered everything because Kakashi said he wanted to eat with him. In fact, he didn't need to eat this for every meal anymore. "Naruto, do you want to know why Kakashi won't take off his mask?"
No, that was Kakashi's privacy. Naruto was going to answer like this, but he suddenly saw his father's annoyed face show a little bit of a mischievous expression.
Jiraiya was familiar with this expression. Naruto's mother, as long as she didn't mess up the important matters, the Nine Tails Force Of Human Column, the infamous king of pranks and gossip … When he was bored, he would look at the whole of Konoha.
The disobedient Kakashi couldn't be beaten anymore, but Watergate still wanted to teach his disciple a lesson. "Have you guys gone swimming with girls in the summer?"
The Anbu nearby all pricked up their ears.
"Have you seen it when you took off your swimsuit and went to bed?
“。。。。。”
"Dad, are you talking about …" Wait! It's not a dirty joke! Naruto thought of his toes that turned two colors because of wearing ninja shoes all year round.
Jiraiya thought of Orochimaru's whole body that was whiter than Tsunade's chest.
More people thought of the reason why so many ninjas didn't want to wear forehead protectors on their forehead!
"Pfft, hahahaha, hahahaha." The laughter started from Naruto's ward and continued to spread to the whole of Konoha like dominoes … Our Naruto is finally in a good mood.
But very quickly, Xuan Zi entered the ward. "Sir, you seem to be in good condition today."
"I'm fine."
Genma poked his head out. "Where's Kakashi?"
Watergate pointed at Naruto's Jonin uniform. "Why did you think of coming here to look for him?"
"Aren't they all laughing at Kakashi?" Genma had also suspected that Kakashi had long since been sunburned to the point where he couldn't recover. Because there were many ninjas who wore masks, even if he didn't take it off, others would occasionally do so. "Then Four Generations, sign the papers for me. I need the money for logistics today."
Watergate put down his spoon.
"No, no, no. Nothing happened." Genma knew that he shouldn't talk about work, but he had been looking for Kakashi for the whole afternoon. "Kakashi hasn't officially taken office yet. Such a large sum of money needs your stamp to be counted."
"Go ahead." Watergate picked up his spoon and stuffed a mouthful of fruit in his mouth.
"The stamp is in the drawer. Kakashi doesn't have it with him." Jiraiya helped Genma out.
His hands were full of IV needle holes, and they were stiff and painful. He couldn't even pick up his chopsticks, let alone write.
Naruto glared at Genma for bringing up his sore spot. He grabbed his father's right hand and rubbed it gently. "Can't you think of something else if you have to do it again every day?"
"I'll ask him when I see him later." It wasn't that Watergate hadn't encountered a situation where he had to receive IV infusions every day. The last time he had pneumonia, it took him three months to recover. But now his small wounds couldn't heal automatically — were the second generation's scrolls really all failures? Based on the various conveniences he had obtained and the so-called sequelae that had never appeared, Watergate strongly suspected that he might have encountered a successful product.
Genma opened the drawer dejectedly and took out the stamp. He turned his head and saw the big red invitation card inside. "Who's getting married?"
"Asuma. It's set for June 11th. You'll probably see him send you the invitation when you arrive at the office tomorrow."
"Why did he set this date?" Genma complained to Asuma. He didn't know if the Four Generations would be able to recover enough to attend the wedding next month. But on second thought, it didn't seem right that the Four Generations didn't even have an invitation when the whole Konoha knew about it. "It's set for August 8th. September 9th would be great. It's easy to remember and auspicious."
Minato no longer paid any attention to Genma. He waved his hand and told him to leave as soon as he was done. He didn't want to stay and help him clean his lunch box.
But the Anbu at the door was very attentive. "June 11th is Kurenai senpai's birthday. It's one more thing to choose the same date as the wedding anniversary."
"Red Jonin didn't beat him?"
"Red Jonin also thinks it's one less thing."
"…" Genma felt 10,000 points of damage multiplied by two. He, a good man, wasn't loved by girls. Asuma smoked and drank, and the bearded man was cunning, but he had a good relationship. "Thank you for the little information."
"You're welcome. It's our pleasure to serve you." The Anbu said sincerely. Ninjas worshipped the strong. Yondaime-sama, Shisui, Kakashi the Great Demon King, and the genius Itachi were all strong, but now even the civil servants couldn't be underestimated … Genma's previous performance of daring to fight against Yondaime-sama was really impressive.
Of course, Xuan Jian could feel the recent surge in his reputation. This made him a little proud and couldn't help but feel complacent. But after all, he was the Chief of Staff. Besides, there were still many wounded in the Anbu who hadn't been discharged. So, he could only silently tell himself not to be arrogant and not to be arrogant. He walked out of the Four Generations' ward with his usual humility and gentleness.
But when Minato saw that Genma was still oblivious to the fact that he was using the same hands and feet, he listened to the coughs of the Dark Division members who were trying their best not to laugh. Feeling the warmth of his son's palm, he finally revealed a sincere smile. Half of his life was full of hardship and pain, but it didn't seem to be a loss.
It was a gain.
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