Gintama's Naruto Story

Knowing that the old man had no hope of rebirth at this time, Gao Shan, who was left in despair, did not say a word, and sat quietly listening to the life told by the old man.

From when I was a child, until I turned an enemy into a friend with the friend named Senju Zhuma, and established the Konoha Village of my childhood dream together.

Then I turned against the other party because of the infinite monthly reading on the stone tablet and rebelled against the village duel. For the infinite monthly reading, I used everything I could use.

Only today did I realize that everything was just a dream.

"...Hashirama's dream continues, and I..."

Seeing that the voice gradually disappeared, and there were some moist spots in the eye sockets, Takasugi usually looked forward and said very flatly.

"Madara, a fool who is as confused as you, there is one here. How to do it right and how to do it wrong, how can there be an answer to this kind of question. If this is the case, let me destroy it, destroy this place full of ninjas world."

"Do you want to erase all ninjas from this world? What about naive brats, that would be useless. Before the birth of ninjas, human beings were still in conflict..."

Takasugi didn't answer, but stood up.

"Madara, do you want to go up there and take a look? You haven't seen the scenery on the ground for many years, right?"

……

Today is a rare sunny day, the sky is not gloomy at all, as if it is also announcing that the war enveloping this country is over.

On the simple wheelchair, Madara watched the devastated land just quietly, and there was nothing he couldn't let go of when he was about to die.

Wish granted... no, wish is dead.

The sun that I haven't seen for many years, the endless blue sky, the white clouds, and the breeze that caresses the old face from time to time, all comfort Madara's dead heart.

In the distance, some farmers are cultivating on the land ruined by the war, and a few young children in dirty clothes are holding paper pinwheels and chasing and playing in the barren land, looking so happy.

Looking at those young children, the corners of Madara's mouth also raised unconsciously, and he couldn't help but think of his own childhood, as if there had been such a time.

"Human beings are a race that repeats mistakes over and over again, there is no doubt about it. But, even if only a little, they also grow from mistakes again and again."

Madara didn't reply, still staring closely at the little devils who were chasing and fighting, full of laughter.

Suddenly, a child who looked as young as three years old was wiping tears from a sudden fall and began to cry.

"If you fall down, you have to stand up by yourself, how many times have your parents told you?"

The older little girl also stopped helplessly, and complained when she saw the little boy who couldn't stop crying.

But it didn't work, the little boy still couldn't stop crying, and didn't listen to anything, until the little girl probably felt a little angry and left the little boy no matter how far away, the little boy stopped crying through his fingers He looked in the direction of the little girl.

After seeing that the other party ignored him and ran farther and farther, he hurriedly wiped away his tears and patted his buttocks, got up and hurriedly chased after him.

After a while, the laughter of a few little ghosts came again.

"That kid actually stood up by himself, hahaha..."

As soon as A Fei started laughing, he was stopped by Takasugi's eyes, and after scratching his head resentfully, he also lowered his head like a child who made a mistake and dared not speak.

"Go somewhere else."

As soon as Madara opened his mouth, Ah Fei also hurriedly responded, pushing Madara and started a wild racing!

……

After "hanging out" until dusk in this country that had bid farewell to war for nearly a year, Madara began to talk about going back.

Without the nutritional supply of the golem, I can persist until this time at most. The reason why I can persist for so long is because A Fei often secretly drinks Jinzhu's Yakult before.

Looking at the small bottle of Yakult with straws that Takasugi handed over, Madara closed her eyes and coughed lightly, her old face flushed.

In fact, when did Jinzhu know that he drank it himself?

"Hmm... I'm really thirsty."

……

The few people did not go back to the cave, but found an ordinary village nearby and settled in a farm restaurant.

Looking at the menu he saw for the first time, Ah Fei was also extremely excited, and threatened to eat all the dishes on the menu!

"Do you need to eat?"

Bai Jue complained.

"The taste can still be tasted, just like Jinsuke's Yakult, sour and sweet, Madara-sama likes it too!"

"Cough cough!"

Madara once again coughed lightly twice with her hands in her hands, this Ah Fei has no one to tell the truth, how can such a thing be said?

"There's nothing delicious, just eat it."

It was the proprietress of the store who served the food, and the part-time chef of the proprietor was busy in the back kitchen.

Seeing that head of bright red hair, Madara also recognized the other party's identity instantly - an immigrant from the Uzumaki country who had fled.

Somewhat unexpectedly, they, who lost their village, didn't show the expressions Madara imagined.

Originally, it was difficult for people like this to be accepted by other villages, and even if they were accepted, it was difficult to be trusted.

Is it because Caoyin Village was destroyed by Jin Zhu?

Madara thought so.

"Hero, eat quickly."

The peasant woman greeted Takasugi, but Takasugi just shook his head, and replied flatly: "There are no heroes, and even if there are, they will become ordinary people after the war."

"Jinzhu, you always go around and around when you speak, it's hard for others to understand!"

A Fei, who was stepping on the wooden stool, held wooden chopsticks and spoke earnestly, in exchange for Bai Jue's kick.

……

At night, a few people still didn't go back to the cave, but came to the open field to watch the stars, and Madara had only one breath left, and Takasugi wanted him to take a last look at some beautiful scenery in this world.

Listening to Madara who started to breathe quickly, Takasugi said softly:

"Don't worry, at least our starting point is the same now, and we have similar confusion. What is the inheritance, it is not necessarily a certain concept, why is this confusion not?

People in this world who feel confused because they want to cut off the chains of hatred in this world but don't know what to do, they are all your inheritors, and they are all your comrades.

There are tens of thousands of such people... No, there will be tens of thousands of such people in every era.

So Madara, don't feel lonely and at a loss, and don't blame yourself for not being able to do it. "

"That's it... so I still have so many "comrades"... It would be great if I knew earlier... I can discuss with them their own troubles, and explore what the world is like..."

Having said that, Madara stopped, and took a last look at Takasugi who was quietly looking at the starry sky. After another moment of silence, he lowered his head and closed his eyes while smiling lightly.

Hashirama...at this last moment...

I also found a true inheritor and comrade.

The same confusion, the same ambition...

In this way,

I too... should be satisfied...