Naruto the Strongest Hatake

Chapter 16 Bonds of the Past, Bonds of the Present

Late at night.

After finally dismissing Maji, who was a pain in the ass, the fuming Fujiwara made himself a cup of strong tea, then walked to the window with the strong tea, and looked out of the window indifferently through the small glass window. of darkness.

The wind and sand at night beat against the window violently, but it didn't affect him in the room at all.

"Bang bang..."

There was a knock on the door outside.

Fujiwara was stunned for a moment, who would come at night?
Thinking of this, he had already walked towards the door with his tea in hand.

Because there was only a knock on the door and no human voice, he was already prepared for the knocker to come.

"Who?" The one who walked to the door asked aloud.

"it's me……"

He froze for a moment, then quickly opened the door, and pulled in the guy who was standing outside the door covered in sand. After closing the door, he asked, "Didn't I tell you to go back? Why did you come back again?" There are many dangers outside at night, why don't you have a long memory!"

"I'm the only one at home, I don't want to go back..."

Markey covered his mouth and turned his head away, with a stubborn and aggrieved expression.

His father died in the Second Ninja World War.

And his mother, when he was five years old, died of an incurable disease.

Since then, he has been alone in the family.

Whenever he was alone in the empty room at night, he couldn't help worrying that the door would be smashed open by robbers, that the windows would be smashed by wind and sand, and that there would be a sudden explosion near the house, and that explosion happened just right. It spread to his home...

It was precisely because of these unnecessary worries bred at night that he didn't want to stay at home for several years.

"Really, I'm not a child anymore, how can I still be so noisy!"

Complaints are nothing but complaints, Fujiwara still brought him slippers and the pajamas that Maggie wore when he lived here before.

While Maggie was changing his clothes and shoes, Fujiwara went to the window again with still steaming tea in a daze.After changing his clothes, Maji made himself a cup of tea and rubbed it over, raised his head and asked curiously: "Mr. Fujiwara, what are you looking at?"

"Are you looking at something?" Fujiwara thought for a while, and replied seriously: "If I have to say it, I should be watching a ghost..."

"Ghost?" Machi was stunned, and asked Fujiwara with some anxiety: "Mr. Fujiwara, are there really ghosts in this world?"

Fujiwara sighed, swallowed a big mouthful of tea, and said with a wry smile: "Who knows! I can't see it, I just hope to have it..."

"Why does Fujiwara-sensei want ghosts?" Markey expressed his puzzlement. In his eyes, ghosts are very scary.

"Once upon a time, when my companion was on the verge of death trying to save me, she said that she would keep watching me until I went to find her!...You said that if there were no ghosts, how could she watch me!"

Markey could hear the bitterness in Fujiwara's words, and he didn't want Fujiwara to be too sad. He brought up what his mother said before his death: "My mother told me that the past is fake, and those friends and relatives who live in the past belong to the past , that's where the unreality lies... People can't always live in the past, they have to look forward when they live in the world."

"But I'm the one who should belong to the past. My friend gave me her future..."

Having said that, I suddenly realized that I was a little forgetful.

Maybe if there are too many things in my heart, I can't help but talk to someone I can trust!
Knowing that Maji was not a suitable person to confide in, Fujiwara knocked Maji on the head, pretending to be serious and said with a straight face: "Little brat, what can you understand? You even talked about it with me for a long time Great truth—"

Ma Ji gritted his teeth in pain, and defended himself aggrievedly while ignoring the pain: "Didn't I see you feel sad..."

"It's none of your business that I'm sorry, go to sleep! Otherwise, don't come in the future—"

This trick is very effective. Hearing this, Ma Ji immediately put down his teacup, ran towards the bedroom and echoed loudly: "Yes, I'm going to sleep,... Fujiwara-sensei!"

"Cover the quilt, I have no time to take care of you if you catch a cold!"

"Yes..." There was a soft response from inside.

Fujiwara stared, "Answer louder, I can't hear you!"

"Yes, Mr. Fujiwara!" There was a loud response from the bedroom immediately.

After confirming that Maji had fallen asleep, Fujiwara went to help him close the lights and the door, while he went to the window where the wind and sand were raging again with his teacup, looked out the window at the dark night, and murmured: "I miss you so much." Ah, Zhong Wu, Xizi... Teacher Shuo Mao!"

(End of this chapter)