I play DOTA in Naruto

The frontline base camp of Konoha Rain Country.

In a single tent in the center, Tsunade sat up suddenly. Even though her chest was wrapped in a ninja vest, people couldn't help but stare at the mountain peaks, which continued to rise and fall with her rapid breathing.

She has nightmares.

In the dream, her brother Shengshu accidentally stepped into a detonating charm trap set by the enemy with her team, and died tragically on the spot. Her identity could only be confirmed by relying on the necklace she gave to Shengshu.

"call!"

Finally managing to calm down, Tsunade glanced at the sky outside the tent. It was still rainy and foggy outside, but the sky was indeed getting brighter soon.

Shocked by the nightmare she had just had, Tsunade, unable to fall asleep again, got out of bed and walked out of the tent against the rain that seemed to never stop.

Although she is one of the three ninjas and an idol worshiped by countless Konoha ninjas, she is still an ordinary person after all. She is an ordinary person who worries, is afraid, and has nightmares, so she chooses this somewhat self-harming way to think. Allow yourself to calm down.

But feeling the raindrops constantly hitting her head and face, and feeling a chill in her heart, Tsunade could never calm down.

The bad premonition surged into her heart uncontrollably, and the miserable appearance of the rope tree in the nightmare that she didn't want to recall flashed through her mind over and over again uncontrollably.

According to time, Rope Tree should have arrived yesterday afternoon.

What happened to my kind-hearted, always sunny and cheerful brother who dreamed of becoming Hokage? Less than a year after graduation, he left the village and entered the battlefield for the first time?

. . .

"Bo Gu, are you sure that your identity will not be discovered by the enemy if you do this?"

Looking at the wave in front of him, covered in yellow-brown mud, like a mud monkey, the face of the rope tree that had just been washed not long ago was filled with rejection.

"Oh, do you think the enemy will believe that the Senju Rope Tree, one of the only remaining bloodlines of the Senju Clan, will do such a thing that does not care about the image, ignores the pride of the Senju Clan, and brings stain to the Senju Clan? ?”

He took off his ninja vest, cut his clothes into tatters with his shuriken, and rolled around in a puddle full of mud. While throwing shurikens, steel wires and other ninja tools as far as he could, he kept moving. He asked thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Shengshu was silent for a long time before finally reluctantly but helplessly shaking his head.

"But we have thrown away all our ninja tools. If we encounter an enemy, won't we not even have a chance to fight for our lives?"

But accept it, he doesn't agree with Nami's approach of throwing away shurikens, kunai, steel wires and even precious detonating charms.

In his opinion, even if you have to disguise yourself, you should at least keep these ninja tools so that if your identity is discovered by the enemy, you can still fight to the death.

Bo Gu's approach is obviously a waste of martial arts. What's the difference between him and a coward who yells for surrender before the battle begins?

And when he saw that after Haotani threw away these ninja tools, he actually took off all the forehead protectors that symbolized Konoha's ninja identity, and threw them into the drizzle without any hesitation, he frowned even more, and in his eyes Even with anger.

"If you are willing to give up, you will gain something."

Bo Gu was already prepared. After making all preparations, he came to another puddle with clean water. After looking at his disguise in the water with satisfaction, he started his deception plan again.

"If we don't throw away all these things that belong to ninjas, how can we make those venomous Sunagakure ninjas believe that we are just two orphans from the Land of Rain who have lost their homes, can only wander around, and will die tragically at some point? ?”

"But, that is the forehead protector that symbolizes Konoha!"

Apparently, Roeshu still couldn't accept Botani's practice of throwing away his forehead protector like trash.

This is what countless people dream of, it represents the identity of Konoha ninja, and it is something that countless people are willing to protect with their lives!

This time, Bo Gu didn't answer, but he couldn't help but look like a fool and stared at Naoshu's eyes.

"I didn't expect that in your heart, Konoha, Konoha's ninjas are such cheap things."

Finally, when Naoshu was about to become angry from being stared at by such a gaze and couldn't help but explode, Bo Gucai shook his head and sighed softly and said to him.

"???"

This time, Naoshu was really anxious.

How dare you confuse right and wrong like this?

Isn't it you, the guy who throws away your forehead protector casually, who really takes the identity of Konoha and Konoha ninja so cheaply?

"Let me ask you, what is Konoha? What is a ninja?"

But before he could speak, Bo Gu spoke first again.

"Konoha is a village founded by my grandfather according to his ideals. In order to protect the orphans who lost their homes and relatives, to protect the civilians who have no ability to protect themselves, and to end the chaotic and cruel Warring States period, so that people can live in the village. With shelter, we don’t have to face war anymore.”

As the grandson of Senju Hashirama and the only bloodline of the Senju clan, Naoki immediately spoke like a treasure.

"As a ninja of Konoha, you must practice your own ninja, protect the village, protect the children and civilians in the village, and ensure that they are no longer harmed by war."

"Clap clap clap!"

Bo Gu pretended to applaud him.

"That's very well said, follow me...ahem,"

Bo Gu, who almost said it smoothly, quickly coughed to cover up his embarrassment. After clearing his throat, he said again with a serious face.

"Hmm! Yes, you are right."

"then you..."

Shengshu was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth in confusion.

The trough is a bit difficult for him to deal with.

"Since you know it so well, let me ask you, isn't it cheap enough to let two young ninjas, who should be fighting bravely to protect the village and the villagers, lose their lives for no reason just to protect this mere forehead protector? "

Bo Gu didn't give him a chance to speak again. He looked at him directly and asked righteously.

"This..."

The still young Shengshu couldn't get around the adult Bo Gu. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"This forehead protector is just a symbol. It is important, but the ninja wearing it is what is truly important."

Bo Gu obviously would not give him a chance to continue thinking. He changed his tone and softened his tone, but his voice was full of determination and continued.

"As long as you and I can successfully reach the frontline base camp because we lost our forehead protectors, then the forehead protectors will continue to be worn on our bodies in the future. On the contrary, if we are killed by the enemy because we keep our forehead protectors on, our identity will be revealed. This forehead protector has truly lost its value forever.”

Bo Gu said, helping Sheng Shu take off the forehead protector on his head, solemnly handed it into his hand, and said extremely seriously.

"Remember, it is us ninjas of Konoha who determine the value of Konoha's forehead protector, not the forehead protector that determines the value of our existence."

"If you lose your life because you don't want to throw away this forehead protector, it's like you went to the market and saw a gorgeous box containing pearls. You liked it and bought it, but after buying it, It’s like throwing away the really expensive pearls contained in the box.”

"People, ninjas, are the most important thing in a village, do you understand?"

Botani was like a machine gun, not giving Roeshu any chance, and instilled in him a lot of advanced "people-oriented" ideas.

"I understand!"

The rope tree was shocked by this "people-oriented" idea, and the confusion in his eyes was swept away. He raised his head to look at the wave trough, nodded heavily, turned around, and threw away the forehead protector in his hand with all his strength. Into the rain curtain.