[Naruto] I, the winner in life, am forced to destroy the world

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"...You are like an unruly wind. Nothing can restrain you, but I can't help but want to keep you by my side..."

1

Kakashi had been feeling restless since morning.

Since the last mission to the Land of Fire failed, his father has been idle at home. Even though his attitude is as usual, Kakashi can feel his father's increasingly depressed aura recently, which makes him feel uneasy.

He wanted to be by his father's side, but as a ninja, he had to carry out the mission.

At this time, Kakashi will think of someone. It would be great if he did not accept a long-term mission and could be in the village at this time.

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Finally completing the mission, Kakashi handed over the mission scroll and rushed home.

He stepped forward quickly and opened the door. There were no lights in the house, making it look dark and uncomfortable.

Kakashi's eyesight was not bad. After he saw a cyan figure, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he thought that with that person around, his father would be much better.

"Hasumi!" Kakashi looked at the blue back and called him.

Hasumi came over, as if he was worried about something, he just tilted his head slightly, and Kakashi could only see his pale profile.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and his thick eyelashes hit the deep green pool, making the originally magnificent pool look like a dangerous place with turbulent undercurrents.

There was a hazy melancholy between the young man's brows and eyes, and his slightly curly hair hit his cheeks, making the night darker and the pale whiter, giving him a pitiful and broken feeling.

Kakashi had an ominous premonition in his heart and asked, "Where is father?"

"Sakumo is dead." Hasumi said in a slightly hoarse voice, as if she was talking in a dream.

Only then did Kakashi notice the person in his arms as if awakened, and the vague smell of blood in the room. Kakashi came closer and saw the man who seemed to be sleeping peacefully in his arms, and the stained clothes. mottled bloodstains.

Kakashi's mind suddenly went blank.

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After coming back to his senses, Kakashi's brain became clearer than ever before, and he said calmly, "Don't be sad, Hasumi."

His voice was cold, with a hint of hatred, "That man abandoned us."

"So stop feeling sorry for that coward."

Hasumi looked at him with clear eyes and did not miss the pain hidden deep in the young man. So he pushed away the broken hair from the young man's forehead and put his forehead against his. Their breaths intertwined. Like beasts clinging to each other and licking their wounds: "Don't cry, Kakashi."

"Leave it to me next."

He covered the boy's eyes, and the purple rosemary climbed up Kakashi's body. The next second, Hasumi caught the sleeping boy.

"Get some sleep, Kakashi."

4

"Josuke Hahara, Soya Tachibana, Seijuro Fujiwara"

Every name that came out of the young man's mouth was enough to make the elders' brows jump, but he said a total of thirteen names, which made the elders tremble with fear.

"The above is the list of participants who advocated the execution of Sakumo~"

Sarutobi Hiruzen exhaled a puff of smoke and asked, "So, what did you do?"

The upward curve of the boy's lips deepened a little, "I just went to check. You also know that they are still alive, right? Now that I am here, what can I do to them in the capital?" "

"Humph" Shimura Danzo put down his crutches heavily, "Hiruzhan, I have said that the 'cursed master' should have been controlled a long time ago, and handing it over to Gen is the best choice."

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at him deeply, "Danzo, he is Teacher Tobirama's child and should not be treated like this."

"Child?" Shimura Danzo said disdainfully, "It's ridiculous, he is just an experiment!"

Although the elders did not agree with Sarutobi Hiruzen's remarks, Koharu still yelled loudly when he went to bed: "Danzo!"

The young man who was always smiling remained silent, staring at everyone with his empty blue eyes, but it was as creepy as looking at dust.

"Stop arguing!" Hiruzen Sarutobi knocked on the table and said, "Since you didn't do anything, today's questioning ends here."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an urgent report from the ANBU.

Sarutobi Hiruzen paused and chose to check the information first under the ANBU's signal. Then his eyes were fixed on the scroll and he froze on the spot. This unusual reaction made the elders on the side look at him inquiringly.

Sarutobi Hiruzen breathed a long sigh of relief, handed the scroll to the other party, and asked in a deep voice: "What did you do?"

The news from the spies following the capital was shocking.

Just now, in the capital of the Fire Nation, a total of thirteen nobles died mysteriously.

The method of death was so strange and the timing was so clever that one almost suspected it was the work of ghosts and gods.

But Sarutobi Hiruzen knew that there was probably one person in Konoha who could do it.

Hasumi still maintained a smile, his posture was leisurely, and he didn't seem to be nervous at all, "What are you talking about? Hokage-sama."

After quickly reading the information on the scroll, Shimura Danzo asked with a sullen face: "'Cursed Master,' what did you do?"

"What is Danzo-sama referring to?"

Shimura Danzo's brows were furrowed, almost tying into a knot, "All the people on the list you just mentioned are dead."

"Ah" the young man exclaimed, his round green eyes widened slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a malicious arc: "Isn't that great?"

"Have you admitted that you did it?" Mito Kaden asked.

Hasumi smiled and said: "There is no evidence that I did it, right? Please don't accuse me unjustly."

"Hasumi-kun, have you ever thought about the reaction of the daimyo and nobles? How will they treat Konoha?" Sarutobi Hiruzen blew out a smoke ring and said deeply.

"Do they dare?" The young man said with determination and arrogance, "I am the 'Curse Master'."

There were thirteen corpses lying in front of him, and he didn't believe they didn't understand what this meant.

They are not afraid of death, so they can provoke him no matter what.

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"Hasumi-kun, your verdict is here."

"You have been expelled from the ninja class."

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"Compared to death, this is not bad now, right? Sakumo."

The young man walked in the dark alley with his creaking wooden clogs, humming a song and looking back with a smile.

Behind him is a monster no one can see,

He gently took the monster's ferocious front paw and placed it against its soft cheek. "Don't worry, one day, I will find a way to resurrect you."

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This ray of wind that could not be caught was finally left behind by that man.