I'm a ninja,
A chess piece of a chess piece.
I'm probably from the Fire Country, born in Konoha 41, and I'm about 20 years old this year. Perhaps for civilians, this age is about like a pink flower bud that has just grown on the small fruit tree of life,
But for ninjas,
However, he had already lived longer than most people. I'm proud of this,
After all, it proves that I'm strong enough. Of course, if you insist that it also proves that I'm afraid of death, I won't refute it. Because my life is indeed more important to me than my superiors think.
So,
Two of my three superiors just died recently,
And I'm still alive,
I'm alive and well. As for the remaining superior,
I have to wish him a long life — I'm still so young. Now that the borders are stable, the economy is recovering, and the politics are so clear that fools dare to endlessly look forward to the future. The future might really be like what he said, where the world is peaceful, the idiots live and work in peace, and the oceans of the continent will be full of love … Phew … a very boring joke, right?
But my first dead superior was called Shimura Danzo,
The second dead superior was called Orochimaru, and my last superior who always tells boring jokes and has to live a long life was called Bo Fung Watergate.
Isn't that much more interesting?
Yes, it's so interesting. One is the elder of Konoha who has always wanted to be Naruto since the third generation took office, and the other is the former Naruto's disciple who almost became the current Naruto,
And the current Hokage, who was alive and well.
What's the virtue of XO!
⋯⋯
. is it a gear in my life?
Well, I'll stop joking. I'm not Bo Fung Watergate. I'm just an ordinary ninja. Ordinary enough to be no different from most of my colleagues,
The name was randomly given in the orphanage,
Surname,
My surname is a bit special. The other guys who don't know their surnames can also call them by their surnames. And me and us,
Those who used to live in the former Konoha Orphanage No. 3 all took the surname of the head of the orphanage at that time. We called the manager of that orphanage Mother. Unfortunately, I'm the only one who still uses this surname.
They're all dead. Our orphanage isn't the current Konoha Third Orphanage. It's just a predecessor.
Therefore, he deserved to die.
Hunger, cold, disease, and ninja … everyone had to die in the end.
So, why am I still alive when they are dead, and living well?
Someone once told me with a tone full of envy, jealousy, and hatred that this was called 'different people have different fates'. It was fate, fate was on my side. But I'm really not Bo Fung Watergate. I felt that no one, not even fate, could so easily deny the life that I had fought so hard to live. I knew that I could only live because of myself. It was my own choice. It was my choice that made me stand on the side of fate.
For example, on that gloomy evening after the rain, when Shimura Danzo opened the door of the orphanage.
My first boss, Shimura Danzo, came to summon our mother for a mission. And our mother was still a ninja at that time. As for why a living, capable ninja would run outside of Konoha when there was a shortage of manpower, regardless of whether she had the qualifications to be a ninja or not, as long as she was a kid that no one wanted … I don't want to know. I only know one thing for sure. My mother wasn't a ninja, because the condition that Danzō -sama used to threaten my mother was to stop the supply of supplies to the orphanage.
If it was now, as long as there were enough hands and feet in the orphanage, there would be a way to maintain it. But in times of war, stopping the supply means that we will die together. But if my mother left, even now, if there wasn't a strong enough adult in the family, I'm afraid it wouldn't be good. So, when Shimura Danzo said that if my mother didn't go, at least a few children should come to replace the casualties, I stood in front of those adult ninjas with strange eyes.
I understood that I wanted to become a ninja. I admit that I didn't know what a ninja was at that time, but I felt that I understood what an orphan was. At that time, every child could be a war orphan, but not all children could become a ninja. Like the saying goes, "Because there are always lucky few, there are always unlucky majority in the world." So, I'm still glad that I didn't underestimate myself, nor did I misjudge myself. I really did have enough talent to become a ninja. Even if I didn't become a powerful ninja who could fly around and reap lives easily, I was trained to be a spy.
A spy among ninjas, a spy ninja, a silent lurker, a nail … I didn't get the kind of good life that a ninja should have. Instead, I was like a real war orphan, wandering everywhere except Konoha, lurking, investigating, collecting information, and cooperating with others.
But now that I think about it, being a spy ninja was an important reason why I didn't become a cannon fodder. A Nightwalker, unless unlucky enough to be seen through on the spot, rarely needs to directly participate in combat missions. No combat missions, which means that the death rate is relatively low. At the same time, it also means that I was lucky enough to get a precious opportunity to grow and become stronger without any special resources or channels. Of course, at that time, I couldn't have understood how lucky I was. After all, I was only about 5 years old, one year younger than the genius ninja Kakashi on his first mission.
Yes, you didn't misunderstand, when I wrote the last sentence of the paragraph above, I was indeed proud.
There aren't many geniuses in the world, but there are more than one or two geniuses.
But it's a pity that I'm not only a spy ninja, but also a root, the root of a tree. A root doesn't even need a name, so naturally I won't be stupid enough to cling on to fame and reputation. Really, it's not just me, my other colleagues also said the same thing. There's also a joke that I don't know who said it first, "When a root is dug out of the soil, the ugly one is called rotten wood, and the good-looking one is called Root Carving. Hey, Root Carving, how are you? "
I don't know whether I'm good or not.
But when I was a young boy — — if I was in Konoha's First or Second Orphanage, I would have graduated from school on time and gotten a number and forehead protector — — Shimura Danzo wasn't dead yet. So when that tragic event happened, the one thing I regretted the most was that I didn't participate in my colleagues' plan to kill Danzō in time. If I had participated, hehe.
I remember when I was in Shinobu Iwa carrying out a mission, everything was fine, but suddenly I was exposed. It was so inexplicable that I still can't figure out what went wrong. Then there was Shinobu Iwa who chased after me for no reason. Normally, spies who didn't declare war would be expelled for diplomatic reasons, but in the end, Shinobu Iwa and I inexplicably fought for our lives. And so, that Shinobu Iwa died, and I lived. Actually, up to this point, things were still considered normal. The only accident was that when I killed her, I saw her face. My mother, one of the rare "Walking Shaman" among the spy ninjas. She didn't recognize me even when she died.
In fact, this was also very normal. First of all, being killed by a colleague was not news to any ninja in any village. Second, my mother and I had not seen each other since we were separated. Third, no one could underestimate the disguise of a veteran spy, not even him. But … that's my mother, the only person in my short life who gave me a normal life. How can I pretend that nothing happened? As for why, why would a useless Ninja not stay in her orphanage, cook and wash diapers, but appear in my mission? As a loyal Shinobu Iwa, I don't want to know. I don't want to know at all.
But Orochimaru insisted on telling me!
Orochimaru, no one told me whether his surname was Orochimaru, or whether he didn't have a surname at all. In any case, he was my second boss. He appeared in my field of vision earlier than Danzō. The first time we met was when my mother brought a few children who had learned simple medical ninjutsu to help save the wounded in exchange for necessary supplies. I remember clearly that he looked at me. The second time we met was when Danzō took me away. He stood behind Danzō and also looked at me. And this time, of course, it wasn't the third time he looked at me, but it was the first time he spoke to me. "Danzō asked me to kill you."
As a ninja, being killed was a very normal thing. I didn't mind dying at the hands of Orochimaru, but he didn't seem to have any intention of getting rid of me. He said that he heard that I was very talented in medical ninjutsu, and he needed a good assistant in his small laboratory outside of Konoha.
At that time, Orochimaru was the pride of Konoha, the disciple of the third generation and the most popular candidate for the Fourth Generation. And I was a root, an ordinary one, and a root that Danzō seemed to have thrown away. Of course, if it was now, I could join Bo Fung Watergate like my other colleagues, but at that time, there was no better choice than to follow Orochimaru. As for whether my boss, Shimura Danzō, could really command the best disciple of Naruto, who had already become one of the top leaders of Konoha? Also, did Orochimaru really have the ability to see through Danzō's schemes? I didn't want to know, I didn't want to know at all.
As a result, it didn't take long for Orochimaru to become a shiny new Shinobi, and I became a shiny new Shinobi, and I also got my first forehead protector since I became a ninja — Orochimaru's Shinobi Village's New Dream. Great, I could finally do some taboo research that I had always been interested in. In addition to the things that Danzō needed me to learn, I could also happily learn new knowledge that I was interested in. There were also new colleagues who were much more interesting than the stupid colleagues in the root — Orochimaru was really worth following. I think, if he didn't carelessly agree to some people's suggestion to send me back to Konoha as an undercover agent, I feel that I would never betray him in this life except for killing his wife.
At that time, Shinobi Naruto and Bo Fung Watergate took over the mess of Konoha from Sandaime-sama under everyone's expectations. Konoha was busy cleaning up the mess, and naturally didn't have time to pay attention to Orochimaru. So everything went smoothly on our side, and everything was calm as if we were never a Shinobi. But Orochimaru, who was the new village leader, knew what it meant to let go of a traitor. So I, a former spy, began to return to my old job. Originally, as an important assistant in the laboratory, it was enough for me to do short-term investigation, and I shouldn't take the risk of going back to Konoha for a long time. But as long as I thought of the opportunity to kill Shimura Danzō, I couldn't stop. Moreover, this may be my last chance to use the identity of a Konoha Ninja to see the bedtime stories my mother told me with my own eyes.
So I really did go back to Konoha, and became the adopted son of the former medical class leader. And everything that happened afterwards seemed to be real. I was like a normal child who had always lived in Konoha, graduated from the Ninja Academy, and saw the legendary Bo Fung Watergate for the first time at the graduation ceremony. I have to say, he was really a terrifying person. Different from Danzō's "empathy", and also different from Orochimaru's "unscrupulous", it was "an indescribable feeling of power".
In short, the moment I received the ninja number and forehead protector from him, I knew I was exposed, and I almost couldn't help but raise my hand to test how fast the golden flash was. But in the end, I just thought about it. So, until now, I'm still alive, and my life seems to be getting better and better. Everything still seems to be real. After graduation, I started from a Genin, one mission after another, step by step, I became a Tokubetsu Jonin, and now I've just been promoted to the head of the Konoha Hospital's research department, and even became Naruto's Anbu. And I feel that I'm fully qualified to apply to join Naruto's guard.
…
It's really strange.
If it wasn't for Orochimaru suddenly contacting me that day. I might have really thought that I was ninja number 012140. My name is Dou, Yaoshi Dou, and I belong to Konoha.
But unfortunately.
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