[Hokage] Terukawa

When Yasaka Toaki was eight years old, Yasaka Terukawa was only four years old, but Yasaka Terukawa was actually 33 years old.

In the palm of my hand lay a pure white gouyu, with a scorched brown string running through its head—its size, texture, and feel are all damn familiar to me, because its other half is old now. Hanging honestly around my neck is.

I don't know and dare not guess how long it has been hanging in my ponytail hair, all I know is that when I touch it, it is very cool, and the coolness stings my skin, With bone-piercing low temperature.

["I'm sorry, but you really can't think like that, let alone act like that... If you think about things with that kind of logic, most lives will lose their meaning. If you must have a reason—then I will Try to find one for you.”]

I curled up vigorously, and buried my head deeply between my arms.

oh my god oh my god...

I clasp my fingers tightly into my lap, which makes them look less wobbly.

My goodness.

I sniffed, why is it so cold.

Where have you been?You left me your Gouyu, where do you want to go by yourself?And you... how did you manage to leave here if you had something to do?And, is that why you left me?

How absurd this is.

While I was thinking about these questions, another voice in my heart spoke in a mocking tone.

It said, "Oh, you're so cute when you play dumb."

After a while, it sneered, and continued: "Poor thing, your brother knows everything, and you know almost everything now."

……Do not.

I forcefully opened my muscles and joints, and walked slowly to the hole.It was snowing again, and I looked up at the protruding clifftop above my head, and as expected, I saw a series of footprints—even though the continuous wind and snow had greatly weakened their traces, I still saw them.

It doesn't take a few hours, maybe as long as a few 10 minutes, they will disappear completely.

The facts are now plainly before my eyes.Dong Ming broke the seal, and then he left—leaving his half of Gouyu and a small note—I found it in a small hole in the cave.I have more or less my own guesses about what is written on it - in fact, there should be no other possibility other than the "truth" I have been pursuing these days, but I don't want to read it for the time being, or I dare not read it now .

... I still have another guess in my head, but it's too scary, so let's put it aside for the time being.

All I can do is pray that there are no sentient ninjas among the people who come.

This is so strange, I thought, and couldn't help reaching out and touching my eyes—I thought I was going to cry, but in fact these eyes had only been there for a short time. A feeling of soreness.Then I came to the entrance of the cave, and then this feeling seemed to be blown away by the cold wind.

So what is this, a stress response?

Stress response, also known as hunting response.When the body is suddenly subjected to strong harmful stimuli, the hypothalamus will issue instructions to rapidly increase the concentration of adrenocorticotropic hormone in the blood... In short, it is all non-specific tension caused by harmful effects, and the usual symptom is hypervigilance like a frightened bird Category.

Scared...well, I might as well be close.

It was like my hands were shaking so hard I couldn't stop.

I subconsciously wanted to press my lips together, but the vague pain stopped my movement.I had a guess in my heart, and I reached out to touch it, and I really touched a finger of blood.

I groaned in my heart.

It's snowing harder outside—it always does these days, and it always does in Waterland.It will last for a few days even if it rains, and it will last for a few days even if it snows. It is always necessary to toss people's mood from novelty to boredom.

Snow dust drifted in from the entrance of the cave, and fell on me in a daze. After a while, the ground at the entrance of the cave turned white, and I couldn't help but shiver.

At this time of year, the stove in the house has already been lit.The flames in the furnace are dancing with flames, red, golden and orange... Actually, it can’t be said how warm it is, but warmth is such a concrete thing. I usually think that the real hero in terms of warmth is probably the ginger tea cooked by Zhizi.

Then Yiren and Zhizi hold a glass each, and Dongming and I drink juice occasionally, so that the legs and feet of the four of us just fill up the space under the kotatsu... Occasionally, I will stretch out my feet to step on anyone, and occasionally Will step on me.

But I guess this "whoever" is not just Dongming, maybe there is also my parents' matter, in the future...

There is no more.

I wiped my face.

The world is so big and so beautiful that my poor and pale language can't describe it at all.Ginkgo, red maple, wild flowers, small ponds, sunshine, rain and snow, rivers, cliffs, valleys... and many more.I saw flocks of great gray-blue birds flying across the pale sky in the same direction—I knew where and what was there, there were some other kinds of shrubs growing in that wood, and this The berries of this shrub always remain fresh for a considerable time; and I have seen even in this cavern on the cliff, in its deep crevices, hidden fine mosses, a very inconspicuous moss. The small plants are closely gathered together and emit a kind of cold emerald green. This color will make people feel cold when looking at it, but it makes people feel unreasonably warm in this ice and snow world; There are goshawks spreading their wings and hovering, the edges of the golden brown feathers are flowing with light and even have a bit of cold and hard metal texture. These smooth wings are like blades cutting the cold wind in the sky, and they show their strength all the time when they are retracted and stretched. Beauty and sharpness, if Haruno was here...

Well, there is no if.

My heart felt cold, and I suddenly remembered a sentence I saw in my previous life. The original sentence was called "Tragedy is breaking a beautiful thing for others to see."Atrocities are tragedies, but in my opinion, the people who witness this tragedy may themselves become a tragedy.

It seems that something has coiled around my body since yesterday, it clings to my limbs, close to my cheek and whispers some disgusting words in my ear persistently and full of malice.

"Yasaka Zhaohe, Zhaohe," it whispered my name with a breathy tone, its voice sticky and hollow like a cold nightmare, and like a swamp black mud that exudes a stench and cannot be easily shaken off, "the world How beautiful... But you have no time to take care of it from now on, and you can't see your heart anymore. Moses can use the crutches bestowed by God to part the sea, but even God can't restore the eyes that look at the enemy. What's more, this world There's no God, and you don't have such a crutch... Alas! You're going to drown in this sea!"

I know, of course I know... But it's only been a day, and I haven't said what relief I want!

Hatred.

I chewed the monster's name in my mouth - it's a very tempting word, if you ask me.Through the strokes I wrote, I can feel that under these few strokes, there is an extremely thick and opaque black that is suppressed like a sea of ​​tranquility, but I can also feel that there are magnificent blood-red flames. Licking and burning a heart day and night—it was such a novel feeling, I thought I was witnessing a demon.

My hands are very cold, and now I don't feel much as if they were frozen, as if the temperature was exhausted when I sat at the entrance of the cave for a while.I slowly opened the note left by Dong Ming with my hands.

There is no light source in the cave, and the light of the snowy sky is extremely dim... But it is enough to illuminate my cloudy eyes.

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It was getting dark, but I just broke through the shackles and started walking upwards on the vertical rock wall.My whole body and the rock wall can form an angle of almost [-] degrees-this behavior that once destroyed my world view has long been accustomed to me now-God knows that I actually found a self-destroying method on the scroll left by Dongming. How to seal Chakra.There are still many messy lines on the note - I can understand that this is a deduction about the structure of the seal, which means that he himself experimented with this extremely complicated method.

What a hassle.I muttered a sentence in my heart, but it also ignited a cluster of flames in my heart.I tried my best to calm my mind and try to succeed once, but after all, the difficulty factor is there... When I really succeeded, I realized that the sky was already dark.

How the hell did you do it?

["I'm sorry, but you really can't think like that, let alone act like that... If you think about things with that kind of logic, most lives will lose their meaning. If you must have a reason—then I will Try to find one for you.”]

Is that your second reason?

The cold snow particles hit my face, making it hard for me to see the rocks under my feet.I gritted my teeth and borrowed the strength of a foot on a hanging thuja, and stepped on a little higher-damn it, my foot slipped and I almost fell!

A nameless fire burns inside of me, but I can't tell whom I'm mad at or why - I just think it's all so ridiculous!

But that's not the most important thing either.

I pursed my lips and suppressed the anger in my heart.It seems that the blood scab was accidentally removed, and I felt some faint pain.

One reason, you have done both reasons, so - please be sure to give me the third reason yourself.

Please, my brother.

Please, my brother.

In the past days, you have never let me down.

Faint excitement and endless bitterness spread in my heart. These two opposite emotions clashed in my heart, which made my heart beat like a drum for a while.