[Naruto] It turns out you are the tail end of the crane

It rained continuously.

Instead of grabbing the other party's clothes as expected, the girl's hand went directly through the hem of the cloak.

Reluctantly, she tried again, with the same result.

I've never seen anything like this before...

The unknown girl was stunned for a moment. In her daze, she could only see the feet in front of her moving forward a little, getting closer and closer to her.

In the rain that covered the sky, the masked man in black robe casually squatted down and raised her chin with his hand.

She was forced to look up at him.

However, all he could see was the swirling mask that was wetted by the rain, and one eye exposed.

What a strange person.

While she was dazed, the man slowly twirled the broken hair on her cheek with his other hand, and the expression in the only exposed eye suddenly became gentle and caring.

Soon he turned his wrist slightly, and the hand with a little residual warmth carefully wiped the water droplets on her cheek.

After doing all this silently, a sigh seemed to escape his lips.

Although he couldn't see his face, such gentle treatment gave the girl a little confidence in her heart.

She endured the pain in her body and said happily: "Sir..."

The person in front of her interrupted her, "What's your name?"

The girl seemed to realize something, and felt that the chance of survival was close at hand.

She held on to her body and showed him her usual soft smile - living in such a harsh environment, she also needed means to save her life.

Seeing that the person in front of her showed no objection, her hands boldly climbed onto his bandaged hand like dodder flowers.

"My name is..." Her soft voice stopped abruptly.

——The hand that was lifting her chin suddenly grabbed her throat violently.

Such a sudden change was something that an ordinary girl could not have predicted.

She was caught off guard and restrained so hard by him that she didn't even have room to struggle.

In the suffocation, she slowly opened her eyes wide, looking at him with eyes full of disbelief.

As the strength continued to increase, the girl finally understood the opponent's intention.

"Please...let me go," she began to beg intermittently while she could still speak, "My lord..."

However, the other party remained unmoved, and the hand holding her neck became harder and harder.

He slowly straightened up, and the girl's frail body was lifted off the ground by him in an attitude that could not be ignored.

Feeling the approach of death, the woman on the verge of despair kept struggling in his hands, and the look on her face became ferocious and painful.

No matter how much she begged, the other party didn't stop.

"Why...what?" The girl clung to his hand tightly.

Under the intense suffocation, her eyes gradually became blurred.

Through her hazy vision, she unexpectedly discovered that the originally pitch-black eye had turned as scarlet as blood at some point, with three black magatama dots spinning crazily in it.

At this moment, it carries the chill from hell, and the tenderness just now is like a mirror that breaks at the touch of a mirror.

As soon as she made contact, she felt a wave of fear.

"Because..." As if showing mercy, his hand relaxed a little.

Before the girl could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw the swirling mask slowly enlarging in front of her eyes.

The next moment, words as cold as the abyss rang in my ears, "With such a face..."

The rest of his words were lost in the heavy rain.

Before the girl could hear clearly, an even more profound suffocation than before had already hit her crazily.

In just an instant, her body softened and she became silent.

Obito let go of his hand indifferently and threw her body casually into the corner of the alley like trash.

The heavy body fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Jue, who was standing aside and watching with cold eyes, finally said, "You are so heartless."

Hearing this, Obito turned his head slightly and glanced at him, his tone extremely indifferent: "In this painful world, whether to save or not is meaningless."

He was definitely very satisfied with his answer.

He curled up the corners of his lips without revealing any trace, and sighed: "But Madara, she is really just an ordinary person."

"Just in case," Obito stood upright in the rain and gathered his robe slowly, "It's time to get down to business."

"I'll clean up here."

As if he thought of something, Obito froze for a moment, then returned to normal, "It's up to you."

Trying his best to ignore the chewing sound coming from behind, he took a few steps forward and suddenly asked a confused question, "How is... over there?"

Sure enough, he still couldn't hold it back, and Jue immediately understood what he meant.

He smiled slightly and said, "Ah, she seems to be having a bad life."

Obito paused slightly and said casually, "Really?"

Zetsu added: "After all, if they want to figure out her abilities, they have to work hard."

Being able to make people survive in that kind of life and death situation, once such eye skills are revealed, people will continue to covet them.

However, some people in Konoha are destined to be disappointed.

In the dark cave, Madara told him: "Subichiru, a kind of pupil technique that can make people go back to the state before death. It is also a kind of pupil technique that can only be used by the person himself or those who are related to him. Cooling The time is unknown.”

——So Yuzuha is still alive.

When the crazy ecstasy passed, only endless confusion and pain remained.

He would never forget that day, when everything was filled with despair.

The old Madara Uchiha sneered: "As long as this ninja system still exists, the war will not stop, the accompanying despair and death will not end, and true peace... will never come."

——So he would see her stabbing herself with a knife.

In the darkness, Uchiha Madara raised his head and smiled suddenly, "So, if this is not changed, she will die again."

——So he couldn't cover her bleeding.

After saying all this, Madara lowered his eyes and murmured to the void: "So..."

——So, he must, must...

Create a world for her where there is no more pain and there is peace forever.

His thoughts returned to the present. He looked around and saw raindrops weaving into a net in the sky and white mist floating in the distance.

The sky and the earth are connected together, and the rainwater in the pits and ravines on the ground flows freely.

All things are born and destroyed, and life and death are endless.

However, this is all false.

At some point, the weird chewing sound stopped.

The hands hidden in the broad sleeves slowly clenched and unclenched. He raised his head and looked forward, his tone still calm and indifferent: "About the situation here...has the news been revealed?"

"Ah," Hei Zee replied, "He has already begun to pay attention to this side."

"Let's go."

……

and indoors.

The dim candle flickered, illuminating half of the man's face that was not covered by a bandage.

"Have you finally asked?" The man put his head on his hands, looked at the young ANBU kneeling in front of him, and asked impatiently: "Her abilities."

"Yes, Danzo-sama."

The ANBU walked forward with his head lowered and respectfully handed over the information scroll with both hands.

Danzo took the scroll with a stern face and said in an unhappy tone: "It looks like a lot of effort was wasted."

Namikaze Minato and Nakajima Dai had proposed to Hiruzen many times about his release. If he hadn't pressed them again and again, they would have missed the opportunity.

It's best not to let him down with the results of the interrogation.

"...It's because my subordinates are incompetent."

"Go down." Danzo scolded expressionlessly.

The root members immediately hid themselves in the darkness, "Yes."

The candlelight in the silence was flickering and dancing in the room.

The black words on the scroll were reflected clearly in Danzo's eyes.

The further down he looked, the darker his eyes became, and finally turned into a mass of intense disappointment.

"Subichiru, it is indeed..."

Useless and extremely disappointing.

All the efforts these days were in vain.

He frowned irritably, curled his fingers with his hands, and tapped the table impatiently.

After thinking for a moment, Danzo suddenly shouted somewhere: "B."

As soon as he finished speaking, another masked Root member appeared out of thin air in the open space in front of him and said respectfully: "Danzo-sama."

Danzo didn't ask any questions for a long time.

He placed the information in his hand over the flames, and the jumping flames licked the paper gently.

His eyes flickered in the firelight, looking rather sinister.

That thin piece of information soon turned into fine ash and scattered.

In the endless dullness, the superior finally spoke, "How is the Akatsuki organization in the Land of Rain doing now?"

"B" who was questioned lowered his head and answered, "It has already faintly surpassed Sanshouyu Hanzo, and their leader Yahiko..."

The whispers between the two were like sharp arrows, lurking in the darkness.

"It seems it's time to give a warning..."

At this moment, a sudden and regular knock on the door took him away from his endless thoughts.

At the same time, there was a voice outside, "Danzo-sama, Sandaime Hokage-sama please come over."

The interrupted plot turned into an awkward silence.

Danzo said with a cold face, "...I understand."

Without instructions from the leader, "B" did not dare to report any further. He nodded and lowered his eyebrows, waiting for Danzo's next order.

Just as he thought, the greedy superior turned his face sideways and ordered: "Keep staring."

"B" immediately responded: "Yes."

……

Danzo was right in his prediction.

Many people came to the Hokage's office, filling the originally small space to the brim.

Apart from Namikaze Minato and Nakajima Dai standing aside, what surprised him most was that the oldest advisor also came.

He shouldn't be here because he hates Uchiha deeply.

But his intentions are also clear.

After getting along for a long time, Danzo quickly figured out that Yu Nakajima would not let him obtain the power he could not obtain so easily.

Thinking of this consultant, sometimes it would be so difficult that even Danzo Shimura would have a headache.

The two factions are constantly fighting, but as long as the foundation of the village is not harmed, the Sandaime will not take it seriously.

Therefore, after so many years, the friction between the two has always existed.

Of course, it's not like they haven't cooperated before, as long as the interests of both parties are consistent.

Obviously this is not the time.

Thinking of this, Danzo's eyes became more and more obscure.

Before he could speak, the Sandaime Hokage, who was holding a pipe in his mouth, got straight to the point, "Danzo, I came to you this time to discuss the release of the two members of the Minato class. Look, these are two interrogation records."

Danzo responded by picking up the two records on the table and glanced at them casually.

After just a cursory glance, he knew that this interrogation record was roughly the same as the previous stack of interrogation records between the two of them.

At this point, it actually doesn't matter anymore.

Since there is no benefit or reward from it, there is no point in continuing to detain it.

Now, it is better to focus on the Akatsuki organization that is about to threaten Konoha.

It's just a pity that I can't use this ability for myself...

He suppressed the envy in his heart and quickly looked through the interrogation records again.

Although he was extremely irritated in his heart, he still had a silent expression on his face.

It seemed that he was really looking at these two interrogation records very seriously.

Seeing that he was still silent, Nakashimayo couldn't hold himself back, "Danzo-sama, Minato and I have already seen it, and we both think there is nothing wrong with them."

He spoke so fast that even Minato beside him couldn't stop him.

Danzo ignored him.

He put on a serious and steady face and looked at the other consultants, "What about your opinions..."

"The three of us have unanimously agreed to release them," Nakajima Yu couldn't help but glared at Uchishimayo, and was the first to sarcastically say, "I listened to your opinion before, but I couldn't get any new information. I doubt whether you Have your own selfish motives..."

Tsk, it really started.

Danzo narrowed his eyes and calmly prepared the words to respond in his mind.

Soon, he put down the report and said with a serious look on his face, "I'm overthinking it. I'm just doing it for the sake of the village. Such a vicious thing happened, so I have to be more careful no matter what."

"Haven't their memories been read?"

"When it comes to the safety of the village, I always have to think more about it. I believe Lord Nakajima will understand."

"Really?" Hearing such words, Nakajima Yuya was angry.

He leaned on the crutches with both hands and said casually, "Duanzo, I thought you wanted to..."

However, there is a strong sense of oppression between the lines.

"Okay." The Sandaime Hokage suddenly interrupted him at this moment.

He frowned, as if he was deep in thought.

This time, no one dared to speak again.

After a while, the Sandaime finally looked at Namikaze Minato and Nakajima Dai and made the final decision, "Let this matter end here."

……

Thanks to the Sandaime Hokage's words, this long and ridiculous interrogation finally ended.

With the rush of cold air, the secret room of the interrogation department was opened again.

Rays of light also rushed into the dim room, illuminating everything in the room.

Nakashimayo saw Yuzuha with slightly messy hair at a glance.

After not seeing her for a long time, she seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and she felt empty even in her single clothes.

At this moment, she was hiding under the table in the corner, her limbs curled together, her face numb and cold.

When she heard the noise, she curled up tighter.

Not as fragile and helpless as he imagined, Nakajimayo couldn't help but let out a long breath.

He walked to Yu Ye, squatted down slowly, and carefully untied the chains that were holding her while observing her face.

"Don't..." Her hoarse voice was a little sad, as if she wanted to avoid his touch.

"It's me, Nakajima Dai," he didn't dare to touch her, so he kept explaining, "it's me, not someone else."

However, Yu Ye's face was still pale, a little confused and dazed.

"Yuzuha, it's okay, you can go home," Nakajimayo felt guilty for a while, "We are late, we are so sorry."

Yuzuye finally reacted, turned her head and murmured: "...us?"

"Is there anyone else?" She opened her eyes wide in a daze, looked outside the door, and asked persistently again: "...Is there anyone else?"

Nakashimayo didn't know why there was a trace of hope on her face, but he could only tell the truth, "Minato-sensei is here too, but he is on the other side...Kakashi, he..."

As he moved, several heavy chains fell to the ground.

His words finally brought Yuye's sense back to her, and she sobered up.

She had been recalling the past in the boundless darkness, and now she finally returned to reality.

Ah, by the way, it's been Konoha's 46th year, maybe 47th year.

As if thinking of something, Yuye lowered her eyes and asked, "...Is he okay?"

Nakajima Dai smiled and touched her hair, put the cloak on her body again, and replied: "Well, don't worry, it looks fine, and she has probably been sent to the hospital now."

As he said that, he supported Yuye's body with one hand, pulled her up from the cold ground, and said, "Now I will also take you to the hospital for a physical examination."

Yuye pursed her dry lips, held his arm and stood up slowly.

She staggered and followed Nakajima Dai, and finally walked out of the dark secret room.

When she saw the scenery outside again, a feeling of a world away suddenly arose in her heart.

It turns out that winter is really here, and the village is once again covered with white snow powder.

She couldn't help but take a few more glances, but the bright light reflected by the snowdrifts made her eyes hurt.

Yuye subconsciously raised her hand to cover it.

It was too late, the sour tears in his eyes had flowed down uncontrollably.

She wiped away her tears quite calmly and suddenly remembered something.

"Teacher, may I ask...have you passed your first year of study?"