[Hokage] Terukawa

The army was defeated like a mountain.

It didn't take me a lot of effort to break into the core battle circle.The formation of sand ninjas has long been smashed by Konoha's vanguard ninjas - but I know this also cost Konoha a lot.

The windward hillside was not desolate at all, but after this battle, there was a layer of rough yellow sand on the many plants, trees, flowers and leaves, which felt dry and hardened, and it turned out that it had hardened into lumps long ago.As a result, the verdant and verdant forests in the mountains turned gray overnight, and the blurred and gloomy appearance was a sluggish gray-yellow-grey-green from a distance, almost the same as barren mountains.

Instead, red... red is the most eye-catching color.

My eyes seemed eerily designed to be attracted to every shade of red, whether it was the ocher blood stains darkened by oxidation that had been splashed and splashed on the rocks, or the swirls of bright red cloth, whole or broken— — Deep and shallow, high and low, always firmly imprinted on my retina in a very short period of time.The sharp blades they turned into silently but continuously pricked my tired nerves. While making people uncomfortable, they also reminded me to wake up and spur me all the time, telling me that there must be no slightest relaxation and slack in the battlefield. .

——"It's not impossible to relax, but that may cost you your own life."

"Maybe" again.I sneered in my heart, the most unreliable thing in the world is "maybe".Obviously, the truth that a sword has no eyes is being said every day.

As I went deeper into the core battlefield, I saw more and more figures, and the land gradually became muddy or dry... These are the traces left by the evasion technique, but compared with them, the more striking It is still the mountain that is about to collapse.Broken rocks are scattered in all directions, large and small, piled up or cracked, blunt or jagged.Such a hillside is quite difficult even for ninjas to climb. The chakra attached to the soles of the feet can indeed play a good role in adhesion, but nothing is absolute. If the rocks under the feet are loose, the climbing speed is natural. Not going anywhere anytime soon either.What you have to follow at this time is stability, otherwise the gravel under your feet will always make you lose your balance at a certain moment, and this moment is enough for ten ninja knives to cut your neck open in turn.

I have seen already stiff and cold limbs under more than one boulder that fit the ground tightly.There's nothing scary about corpses, they're no more visually striking than a whole set of guts, it's just their discolored skin and twisted joints that further heightened my anxiety.

I said, Qinghe Chunma and the others...should have gone down the mountain, right?But don't be left here for such a strange reason as a landslide.

And the evacuation of people... the evacuation of people.Even though ninjutsu has been developed to the point where it is almost on the verge of reaching heaven and earth, can it still be carried and evacuated in a stupid way?According to Shanfeng's information, the Konoha ninjas on the mountain should all be wounded. I don't know if there are enough medical ninjas from the follow-up troops and if they are all in place... Haruma must not be idle, but his own How about the injury?Is it serious?Shanfeng, Shanfeng... I'm afraid it's enough to catch him.This big lynx is smart and loyal, but because of this, he can't hold back his extremely stubborn and extreme contractor.

Li Hayakawa Haruma, this person seems to have changed his personality since the day his mother passed away.He has become cold, sensitive, and aggressive, and occasionally speaks with guns and sticks, but I can always spell out something different through some subtle details.For example, the brand-new tables and chairs, the occasional morning breakfast at a moderate temperature, and the medical ninjutsu notebook he generously threw to me—the handwriting is extremely neat and detailed, as if he is carefully putting the dried Bit by bit, the cake was broken and crumbled, and then patiently stuffed it into my mouth. I had to see with my own eyes that I ate it cleanly before I could rest assured.

——So, how much has he changed, and how much has not changed?Although the wildfire of hatred is fierce, it seems that it is not enough to touch the point hidden in the deepest part of his heart.He has a pair of clear chestnut eyes - hey, that's maroon, how can there be a more gentle color than that kind of maroon in the world?It is deep but not dark, transparent but not superficial, it is a kind of softness, sweetness and softness - it is a color that is extremely gentle and beautiful, it is the warm light of autumn, it is the warm burnt Sugar is an extremely stable fire that burns quietly in the dark.

"Actually, I didn't really want to be a doctor before." He smoothed his bangs that were too long on his forehead with one hand, and gently tapped the entry-level doctor's book with his other hand. The encyclopedia notes, "I also want to rush to the front, I also want to hold a knife, and I also want to use those offensive ninjutsu more... For things like revenge, I have to do it myself to be considered a hundred and one hundred."

"You're right." I nodded, but stared at him deliberately, until he couldn't help but turn his head to avoid my sight, but I don't know if it was because of the guilt of exposing my scars earlier. Or something... His face was turned away, but his eyes were still quietly turning towards me - this made me feel a little tired for him.

"Go on," I said, "so what are you going to do now?"

"Now..." He paused, but changed the subject in his mouth, "How do you feel after reading this notebook?"

——How much have you learned from this notebook?

Being familiar with his way of speaking, I completed the translation in my mind almost instantly.For this reason, I have to sigh an interesting sentence-to a certain extent, Tachibayakawa Haruma is simply the other extreme of Chun Riqing. Listening to him can't always be understood on the surface, but needs to be circled in the mind again .

Obviously, this is not a good habit that people like in Anbu - so after years of "getting along" in Anbu, he can be regarded as a lot of straightforward (especially when he is against Inoue Koshi), and occasionally this happens It can only be out of nervousness and subconscious temptation—however, the thickness of his skin is obviously proportional to his age, and this cautious way of speaking has become rare in recent years.

With an inference in my mind, I raised my eyebrows and said: "...[-]%?" I watched closely the changes in his expression, and then, before he could speak, I added something pointedly, "With you It's far from that."

Chun Ma nodded first, then shook his head - even the smile on the corners of his lips remained unchanged, in short, he didn't look surprised at all: "Anyway, I have been practicing medicine for so many years, if you If it can compare to me, I’m going to go out and find a wooden stake and crash it to death.”

I rolled my eyes at him, and heard him slowly spit out the second half of the sentence: "But your speed is really good, it probably won't take a year or so to catch up with me, right?"

"It's too exaggerated for you to flatter me." The corner of my mouth twitched, and I said seriously, "It's you, you should know that there is no possibility of complete transformation at present. We are indeed familiar with you, but what we are familiar with is you who is a doctor... ...You understand what I mean?" I waved my hand, "We need time to re-adjust, but the level of the tasks we are taking on now is obviously not suitable for adjustment."

Especially green.I think.Someone who has always worked with me perfectly.Qing is very smart, but she will definitely not be able to slow down for a while. It is impossible for me to just turn around and slap my ass and leave so irresponsibly.

I didn't speak thoroughly, and Haruma is not someone who needs me to speak thoroughly-or in other words, these issues would not have been out of his consideration.

So I'm just curious... curious about how he chooses, how he balances.

Say something, Haruma.I think, what are you thinking...?

——How to put the existing and the lost at the two ends of the same scale?How to compare them?How to measure them?Is there a method that can stop losses to the greatest extent, is there a greedy but perfect method that intends to have both fish and bear's paws——

"I..." It was a calm voice, with some coolness like the night wind.The moonlight was very good tonight, so we didn't leave any lights on. His cool and indifferent voice just flowed in the room, like the moonlight wandering on the ground.

But I saw that his hands were crossing his fingers on his abdomen at this moment——shuddering, trembling, the skin was stretched by the raised bones, and the joints were stretched white by the tightened muscles.The knuckles at the base of his fingers wriggled and undulated uneasily, as if trying to overcome the great pain.

Give him a rub.Suddenly an electric spark burst out in my mind-I raised my hand.

"...I have no plans to transform," he said clearly, and he looked calm - he has always been calm.

"For me, companions are far more important than enemies."

"...Is that what he told you?" The question blurted out, and I couldn't help asking again as if confirming, "Lynx?"

The junior Anbe, who was carried behind my back, let out a low "hmm".His throat was injured by the wind ninjutsu he released during the sand ninja attack, and his voice was hoarse, as if rough iron stones were rubbing against each other—even speaking coherently became a difficult thing, so I let him Shut up, lie on your stomach quietly, and leave the matter to the seniors.

But he refused, he was still talking.This makes me wonder.

He kept talking, chattering non-stop, he turned over and over and asked me questions, asking me "what's the matter with Senior Bobcat", "is there anything wrong with Senior Bobcat", "Senior Bobcat didn't look so good when I left Great", "Senior Lynx is a very good medical ninja, right?", "Senior Lynx saved us all" and so on.

Bobcat Captain Bobcat Captain...I thought to myself how good Chun Ma is, and you still need to tell me?And will he be okay... Damn, you who came down from the mountain don't know how I know?Going to the doctor in a hurry is not such a game, is it?

"Bobcat will be all right, I'm sure," I told him. "He's the best medical ninja of our generation, and he's proven it in countless fights."

"Tell me about the things on the mountain, and your own things. Use more concise language." As I said this, the early morning wind was ripped out of my ear, "The temporary repair location has changed, right? It's okay, I I'll take you there, don't worry."

He began to babble again, talking about how his parents were killed, and how he entered Anbu with the belief that he would take revenge.How lucky he is to be an offensive ninja, and how lucky he is to meet his dear Captain Lynx.Captain Shan Mao is very strong, his moves are very cold, but his eyes are very gentle, he protects him and enlightens him all the way... and finally let him go first and he is in the back.Captain Bobcat will definitely be the one to stay until the end, to leave after making sure everyone is evacuated safely.

Then came the "Classic Quotations of Captain Bobcat" sentence after sentence.

His voice was hoarse, but full of admiration seeped out of the gritty gaps in his voice.He must be smiling, the arms around my neck are very thin, but they tightened a little at this moment, as if embracing a round of warm but soft sun——

"'The hate belongs to you,'" he said lowly, "'but you don't belong to the hate.'"

So my outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Haruma's ten fingers were still painfully entangled, while my hand froze in mid-air.

"you you."

I opened my mouth, but spit out a few meaningless syllables.I don't know how to say it anyway.

I want to ask him, I want to question him a lot—hey, hey, are you the one who said just now that he wanted to kill his enemy with his own hands? !Aren't you ain't you!So what are you doing now? !Are you as irresponsible as farting if you say it? !You—what is your state of mind right now?What's the point of preparing revenge if it's not to kill your enemy with your own hands? !You—please, what are you thinking! !

I withdraw my hand.

But a biting chill started from my fingertips and climbed up my body joint by joint.

It hurts to poke your fingernails into your palm.

The blood is hot, but the air is cold.

My blood goes cold fast.

"Then you, all the efforts you are making now, all the efforts." I tried not to let the corners of my mouth drop, and I don't know if it was because I spent too much effort on this point, so that the words came out of my throat. The extruded voice was very soft, almost like a few shallow breaths, "Where is your result?"

"Maybe there will be, but the greater possibility is that there will be no." Chunma answered quickly, almost as soon as I blurted out my question, his answer came one after another.

"...I'm just a little bit unreconciled."

It seems that I have wanted to know the question for a long time, so I gave the answer in a targeted manner-so there is no need for any hesitation or thinking, because everything is just like that.

There was no ups and downs in the voice, and the soft voice was as cold and sharp as a steel knife at this time, and as cold and indifferent as a piece of steel with cold light.Its action of cutting open the flesh and taking the bones was decisive and crisp, as if the body that had been cut and deboned never belonged to him.

Finished.

He turned his head slightly, and looked at the moon outside the window.

But I kept chasing after him, staring at him with wide eyes as if looking at an unknown monster.

And that bone-piercing chill finally climbed into my heart.

"Hey, you'd better not die." My teeth seemed to be chattering, and my breath seemed to be trembling. "The kid you brought down the mountain, he, he seems to have something to say to you."

That, that kid.

Yes, that kid.That last... straw.

What a sincere and fiery emotion, what a pure and strong expectation.

The kid begged me to bring the gentle Captain Bobcat home safely.

"But I'm dying."

But Chunma said quietly.

The voice is very calm, without any ups and downs.In his eyes, a certain word that we keep a close eye on seems to have become an objective fact, a rough concept that is completely equal to "life" and "live".His voice is nothing more than an objective exposition, and he calmly cuts away all the blood and flesh that obstructs the eyes, so that the pale bones are exposed to the sky, telling us that we don't need to be sad or angry, because everything As it should be.

Fuck you as it should be.

I lowered my eyes to look at him—his lynx mask had been broken long ago, and there were new cuts all over his pale face, and purple-black poisonous blood was coagulated everywhere, his hair was on his forehead, on the bridge of his nose, on his chin... I I can't find clean and intact flesh, and I can't wipe off the damn poisonous blood.

"But that kid has something to tell you."

"I didn't ask you to tell me," Chunma took a breath, "...that must be a very important matter."

ha--!I almost laughed out of anger - should I praise you for seeing it clearly?What I said before is all in vain!

Damn it, Tachihayakawa Haruma, you come and go whenever you want—what do you think of us?What do you think of your juniors? !What do you take...yourself as? !

But the nameless fire didn't know where it started, and naturally it didn't know where it was going to go.I just feel bad, very bad.The air in the temporary shelter cave was stagnant and dull, and taking a deep breath felt like bringing sticky glue into the lungs—it burned all the way, and my respiratory tract was burned as if it had been scorched by fire It hurt like hell, and my nose couldn't smell anything but the stench of blood.

Facts have proved that the rainwater on the windward slope is useless at all except for promoting wound inflammation.The wounds that had been brought all the way were cooled by the rain, but they all seemed to erupt at this moment.My nose is sore and my eye sockets are hot, I want to stay still to avoid the little cracking of the wound - but I also know that this is absolutely impossible, I can't hide here.Not only do I have to go down the mountain myself, but I also have to drag Haruma Tachikawa and bring everyone down the mountain, because each of them is very important to me, and each of them should not be left here.

If you're supposed to be snuffed out in a lampshade, blow up a spark; If you're supposed to be trampled into the dirt, take root; You are clearly not even afraid of death, so why should GG be here?Just because—asshole, didn’t you think clearly before?

I sniffed, reached out and snapped my fingers.

You have to at least actually look at the kid, and let the kid actually look at your face.

You must at least let Senju Tsunade touch the poison in you... maybe everything is not without a turnaround.

You haven't mastered offensive ninjutsu yet, and my medical ninjutsu is as bad as a boar climbing a tree.

……

Damn, you still have so much to do.

If you don't want to live, then I will force you to live.If you can't walk, then I will drag you along.

"Qing, you go ahead and take him away—I lost medical ninjutsu to those in the Minato class, so I woke them up and took them away, I believe they can keep up." My voice became cold again, "As for the others in the back Sand ninja...Leave it to me to solve."

"Don't worry, I'm behind you."

"sorry."

I bowed deeply to Haruma.

"Really sorry."

——I’m really sorry about the fact that I imposed my will of revenge on you.

Everyone has the right to choose, and the right to choose themselves.But I am trying to impose my own will to revenge on you, turning you or me into shadows of mutual revenge.

——I hope you can't give up revenge, I hope you can't let go of your companions.I want you to be cool and sharp, I want you to be indecisive and soft.

I can't give up revenge, I can't let go of my companions.I am cold and sharp, I am indecisive and soft.

I fear.I am calm.I am determined.I hesitate.I am arrogant.I am humble.I am willful and assertive, I am indifferent and indifferent.

Moonlight as water.

Haruma said nothing.

I pinned his long, disheveled hair behind his ear, and patted Qing's shoulder reassuringly.

"Safety."