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

The light rain is falling, and the residual lotus is tumbling.

Time passes like sand, and summer goes away with one autumn rain after another.

There are countless small towns in the huge Kingdom of Sichuan. In a remote town located near the Kingdom of Fire, there is a medical clinic with a green mountain behind it.

It's called "Rolling Shutter Hall".

This is a medical clinic hidden in a market.

There are only two people up and down - doctor and boss Qing Gu and his blind maid Mei Zhi.

This young doctor belongs to the Akatsuki organization and is also a subordinate of Uchiha Madara.

In addition to being responsible for the sale and transportation of drugs, his daily work is also responsible for secret intelligence collection, transaction and provision.

But when he has nothing to do, he prefers to tease the little blind girl he raised by himself.

Early winter.

It's another rainy weather.

Rain continued to fall in the gloomy sky, carrying the air of frost and sinking into the withered grass leaves.

Maid Mei Zhi started her day's work again - cleaning the hospital.

However, just when she fumbled for the broom leaning against the wall, she heard familiar footsteps not far away.

A little more urgent and cheerful than ever before.

It seems that even on a rainy day, Mr. Kiyotani is in a good mood.

Mei Zhi smiled.

"Meizhi, Xiaomeizhi, listen to me -" Qinggu took the broom away from her hand and said with a smile, "Hey, I can do this kind of trivial matter later."

Mei Zhi blinked, "Mr. Qinggu, let me guess, you are so happy so early in the morning... Could it be that the lady is awake?"

"As expected of Plum Branch."

"It's really amazing," she tilted her head, a faint smile appeared in her dull eyes, "Master Qinggu's medical skills."

Qinggu took a long breath and said fearfully: "Ah, but it was really tricky. I almost didn't save him."

The gurgling blood, the woman's delicate moans of pain, intertwined with the scarlet eye of the adult, and were engraved in my mind rather harshly.

Looking back now, I still feel sweaty and chilly all over.

Qinggu wiped his forehead, "However, the vitality of ninjas is really tenacious..."

"It's probably because I have a strong desire to live," Mei Zhi smiled and handed over the handkerchief out of habit, "I guess there are still some unfinished things. I was extremely unwilling to die like this, so I survived."

Qinggu nodded understandingly.

He will never forget that day.

It was a sultry summer day.

——This is also the most chaotic day since the establishment of Rolling Shutter Hall.

afternoon.

The leaves were curled up by the scorching sun, and the noisy cicadas sounded weak.

Qinggu yawned and sent off the last guest in a good mood.

He handed the information to Bai Juefen in the corner/behind him. This strange creature did not leave in a hurry, but instead grinned.

"He's coming soon, please prepare a little bit."

The person in his words refers to Kiyotani's immediate superior, Uchiha Madara.

Qinggu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's so considerate, Lord Jue."

"Hehe," Bai Jue laughed and pointed behind him, "Look, he's here."

The next second, as the absolute words fell, the air twisted into a vortex, and the bamboo curtains hung in the hall crackled.

Qing Gu followed the sound and saw a tall figure standing outside the curtain.

The sultry summer wind raised the bamboo curtains.

From a distance, in the gap between here and there, Qinggu could only secretly glimpse the raised corners of his black robe and the black clothes that wrapped his body extremely tightly.

With his appearance, a vague smell of blood floated in the air.

Qing Gu had sweat on his forehead and lowered his head respectfully, "Sir."

"Follow me." A hoarse, low voice came into his ears.

"Yes, my lord."

By the time Qing Gu reacted, the man had already neatly opened the obstructing bamboo curtain with one hand and walked towards the bedroom.

The doctor quickly lowered his head and hurried to follow, his eyes naturally falling on the lower end of the other party's black robe.

The silken silk hanging from his arms suddenly captured his attention.

...Is there another one in my arms?

Is it a woman?

Qinggu took a breath, his brain was spinning rapidly, but he still couldn't explore the other person's thoughts.

He was very sensible and did not ask.

Speechless all the way.

After Obito put the person in his arms on the tatami, the young doctor got a rough glimpse of the person in his arms.

She is indeed a woman, and she looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Her fine black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her face randomly. Her complexion was like gold paper, and her beautiful features were twisted together in pain.

It's like even breathing is painful.

Qinggu frowned and boldly checked the woman, only to find that her condition was worse than imagined.

After a while, he took out a pill from his pocket and raised his hand to stuff it into her mouth.

A black-gloved hand immediately grasped his wrist.

Obito tilted his head and asked, "What is this?"

His strength was slightly stronger, and within a few seconds, Qinggu felt a dull pain in his wrist.

Really not daring to resist, the doctor's voice lowered, "She was poisoned, so..."

The strength of the shackles on his wrists gradually relaxed, and the other party turned to pick up the medicine in his hand and said calmly: "I'll do it."

If you eat it directly, she will definitely not be able to swallow it.

With this thought in mind, Obito ordered: "Go and get some warm water."

Qing Gu responded and heard the man say from behind: "You don't have to do your original job during this period."

"Yes, otherwise, let Mei Zhi take care of it," Qing Gu considered for a moment, then turned around and said, "She is blind, so it is more convenient..."

Hearing this, the other party made a breathy sound from his nasal cavity, as if he was suspicious, "Huh?"

Qinggu wiped his sweat and quickly added, "Sir, she has been responsible for taking care of my daily life since I was a child, so... what do you think?"

Obito tapped the mask with his fingers and finally nodded, "That's fine."

He took off his blood-stained black cloak and put it on the edge of the bed. Dark blood drops continued to drip from the edge of the hem, slowly gathering into a small puddle on the ground.

"Are you also injured?" Qing Gu asked.

Obito didn't even look at it, and said with a hint of disgust in his voice, "That's not my blood."

Qinggu breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

He quickly brought hot water and new clothes with his maid Mei Zhi.

As he said, even if she is blind, she can move freely, just like a normal person.

Qinggu explained while feeding the people on the bed medicine, "I have lived here since Mei Zhi was a child, so I can handle it with ease."

Obito said nothing, only stretched out his hand to wipe the medicine stains from the corner of her mouth.

Even in such pain, Yu Ye was quite obedient and drank all the medicine in one gulp.

--fine.

Qinggu sighed secretly in his heart and said to Mei Zhi: "Come on, I will prepare the medicine."

The maid was waiting aside and had already twisted up a clean veil.

What happens next is beyond what I, a doctor, can do to help.

Qinggu opened the door of the Japanese room, turned around and walked out.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the paper door was closed, cutting off the sunlight and steaming heat outside.

The maid Mei Zhi took the handkerchief and slowly fumbled up.

Obito lowered his eyes slightly, and then stood up to make way for her. He leaned against the wall on the other side, crossing his arms and facing away from them.

The blind maid kept fumbling with the buttons of her collar, carefully trying to remove her dirty clothes.

However, the Uchiha clan's uniform is wide and elegant, and is usually only restrained by a girdle.

Where did the buttons come from.

Mei Zhi groped in every possible way and accidentally pressed the wound on Yu Ye's shoulder, and the blood that oozed out stained her hands.

The blood was warm and the new wounds were opened. Yuye frowned and let out a small groan.

Mei Zhi was startled after realizing it, "Sir."

Hearing the shout, Obito came to his senses.

He turned around and his eyes paused for a moment on her round-necked uniform. Then he took off one of his gloves, revealing a palm like a normal person.

Not having anything to say, he took the handkerchief from the maid's hand and fumbled to untie his belt.

The clothes stained with dust and blood were quickly discarded on the ground, and Mei Zhi carried them out for cleaning.

Obito wiped away the blood and dirt on her face meticulously, and slowly traced the tip of her nose with his fingertips, and finally repeatedly touched the scar on her neck.

The warmth and touch brought by the palm of her hand made Yuye couldn't help but tilt her head slightly. Her finger bones turned white when she clenched her sleeves tightly, and she looked miserable.

"It hurts..." She shrank into his arms and murmured.

Obito opened those tense fingers inch by inch, gathered them all in his palms, and asked patiently: "Where does it hurt?"

His response was still pain.

Well, she has always been afraid of pain, Obito thought involuntarily, his eyes falling on her body.

And indoors, the light and shadow are mottled.

The omitted warm light spread unevenly over the criss-crossed scars, and finally flowed and filled her sunken collarbone.

——There are too many wounds. It is certain that these are definitely obtained through countless tasks.

The pupils under the mask narrowed slightly, and then darkened.

Obito couldn't bear to look closely, not to mention that the body under his palm was still trembling.

He only felt his chest being filled with coldness, and the other hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist unconsciously.

After the shock, unreasonable anger surged forward.

Obito, who had learned to control his temper, felt so angry for the first time since being taught by Madara.

He pinched her face, leaned down uncontrollably, and asked softly: "Tell me, why did you make yourself like this?"

A person in a coma has no idea they did anything wrong.

She frowned in pain, her fingers convulsively climbed onto his cuffs again, and held on tightly, trying her best to break free from his shackles.

The whispers that escaped from his lips and teeth turned into his name at some point.

When the doctor came back, Obito was wiping her hair. Hair filled with moisture leaked from his fingers, glowing faintly in the sunlight.

She put on new muscles, but the sight in front of her was still a bit shocking.

Blood seeped out from the wound on her shoulder, gradually soaking the bandage.

However, the smell of blood floating around was a bit lighter.

"I'll leave the rest to you." Obito turned his head, and the red eyes under the mask had softened and looked at him with a hint of arrogance unintentionally.

Qing Gu suppressed the fear in his heart and stepped forward.

This time, he finally saw her face clearly.

The black-haired woman was mellow and looked like a pampered canary, but this thought was immediately eliminated when Qing Gu saw the thin calluses between her fingers.

This is a pair of hands that has been trained with shuriken or kunai.

It turns out to be a ninja.

However, she seemed to be "injured" too seriously.

In fact, flesh wounds, poisoning, and dislocated wrists are not big problems for ninjas.

The most serious thing is that she has sequelae similar to those caused by blood inheritance boundaries.

The long-term suppressed emotions and the pain that eroded her heart were intertwined, and they were tormenting her day by day, so she felt very painful.

So, who is this person?

Until he saw the clothes that Mei Zhi had washed with the Uanfan clan emblem embroidered on the back.

Qing Gu finally realized it.

Uchiha.

A fish that slipped through the net during the genocide.

Therefore, her sequelae should be caused by excessive use of Sharingan.

……

The rain has beaten down the remaining leaves, and the dead trees have broken off.

The doctor and the maid walked through the winding corridors and arrived at her room.

The gloomy weather meant that the light was gloomy, and there were no lights indoors. When you opened the door and walked in, it was completely dark.

Qinggu fumbled to light the candle on the table, and the warm yellow light instantly filled the entire room.

The woman huddled in the corner of the tatami, her head buried in her arms, her silky black hair flowing down her neck.

Thinking it was due to unfamiliarity, Qinggu didn't notice anything was wrong.

He took off his wooden clogs, squatted down beside her and whispered softly: "Miss Yuzuha, I want to see your eyes."

Yuye raised her head slightly, but did not respond. She just tried hard to withdraw her wrist.

The doctor pursed his lips and struggled to hold her arm.

When Youye wasn't paying attention, he raised his hand to hold up her eyelids, "Just take a look, she'll be fine soon..."

His language is not tough, it can be said to be very gentle.

When the warm fingertips touched her eyelids, Youye suddenly trembled, and then started to struggle crazily.

"No... no!" she shouted intermittently.

The rain is soft and the wind is silent.

The dim candlelight overlaps with those painful memories, separated and separated.

On the edge of the cliff, in the dungeon, the blood moon hangs high.

Broken lanterns in the clan, blood all over the ground.

Lost eyes. Broken knife.

A kunai that goes straight into the shoulder.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

All the blood stains and sword light were stacked together, torturing her, and bringing endless pain to annihilate and devour her.

"Yuzuha, I want your Sharingan."

"The clan will be exterminated tonight."

"It was Uchiha who started the war!"

"The murderer is——"

By the way, the murderer...is...

In the memory, the black-haired boy smiled obediently and politely took the three-color meatball from her hand, "My name is..."

"I am Shisui Uchiha."

"Akiha Uchiha."

In infinite terror, they quickly fell into the river with smiles on their faces, causing splashes of water.

"Your reputation as a crane has spread throughout the school——"

"Obito."

"I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, Yuzuha."

The light and shadow cast from nowhere shone brightly in Yuzuye's pupils, stretched and then widened, and then shrunk and turned into white spots of light.

She clutched her neck and gasped uncontrollably, cried miserably, and stumbled outside with bare feet.

Qinggu was pushed to the ground hard by her, and his legs hit the corner of the table.

He watched her rush into the rain, ignoring the pain on her body, and shouted anxiously: "Meizhi! Meizhi! No! She ran out!"

"Brother loves you."

"Go to die too!"

"Your eyes will eventually be mine."

"No chance of survival!"

He is dead, he is dead, he is dead, he is dead, they are all dead!

"Ka, Ka, Xi..."

The girl's last scream was pierced by the sharp blade, and the warm blood dyed the sky red.

She must be in pain, she lost so much blood.

Yuzuye didn't run far.

She cried and staggered as she knelt down beside the rockery in the courtyard. According to her memories from many years ago, she dug out the rocks with her bare hands, and her green-white fingertips were bruised with blood.

"Please don't leave me alone. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yuzu wiped her tears with dirty hands, leaving mud all over her face.

In the pouring rain, guilt and self-blame wrapped her up in a ball, and she almost suffocated from crying.

All the distant and painful memories were like a knife that cut open her heart, pierced it, crushed it, and turned into ashes and blew away.

Fragmented.

falling apart.

All the suffering fell into the abyss with her.

At some point, someone put his arm around her. He pressed her head and returned to the corridor in the blink of an eye.

A black cloak with body heat covered her head and face.

In the darkness, what fell with it was a kiss indulging in despair. The cold touch rolled on her lips, with a vague salty and bitter taste.

The damp smell of rain hit my face.

The other party quickly let go of her and covered her face with the mask again.

Yuye stared blankly at the person in front of her, her eyes unable to focus.

She didn't understand why he wore a mask, nor why those eyes were so scarlet, nor did she know that the kaleidoscope pattern she had been so obsessed with was now so close at hand.

Fingers with black gloves stroked her cheek, gently wiping away the mud on her face. The slightly rough texture reminded her subconsciously of the kiss on the top of the cliff that day.

The possessive paranoia, the kiss that forcibly suppressed resentment but could not help but tremble.

After a thousand turns, the other party had put her hand in hot water and washed it carefully, as if talking.

But...what is he talking about?

I can't hear you.

Yuzu couldn't help but show a confused look.

She tilted her head, subconsciously not wanting to disappoint the other person, so she tried her best to search deep in her memory.

Hmm, I seem to have remembered it.

Generally speaking, it's 'Yuye, you're playful again, and my brother is very angry.' It might also be 'Yuye, please, it's obviously you who wants to play!' ’.

Under the setting sun, the young man wearing goggles covered his injured cheek and pointed at the cliff in the distance, smiling so much that he showed his white teeth.

It turned out to be him.

Yuzuha also laughed.

However, these overly bright smiles caused intense pain deep in my heart.

Perhaps because she was so afraid of this feeling, Yuye hid her whole body in the bottomless abyss.

The dark tide seemed to be alive, instantly submerging her broken body and burying her in the deep sea.