Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

There are some relatively small villages on both sides of the road from Amagakure to Iwagakure. Due to the years of war, this area has been affected and has always been very poor and desolate.

It's not the rainy season, and it's rare that it doesn't rain in the village. Even so, the sun can't penetrate the thick clouds and shed some sunshine on the village.

Lead-like clouds weighed heavily over the village. Based on their years of experience, it would soon rain heavily here again.

Yahiko Nagato and Konan walked in the village warily. The buildings like the barn were not used to store food, but were inhabited by people.

But they had been walking in the village for a long time without meeting anyone. Yahiko looked around a little anxiously. The collapsed house, the charred trees and the crater made by the detonating talisman all pointed to what happened here not long ago. A big battle.

"People in the village are probably hiding." Seeing this scene, Xiaonan's eyes looked a little sad.

Over the years, the Akatsuki organization has been working hard to build peaceful villages, but no matter how hard they try, the war has never subsided. Even if there is no war between major powers, the wars between these villages have never stopped.

"Let's look around to see if there are any villagers left." Yahiko said and made a "disperse" gesture. Nagato and Konan nodded and dispersed.

Yahiko went from house to house to see if anyone was still there, but everywhere he went was empty. If he was not dead, he could tell with his toes that he had fled.

Thinking of this, his face showed a distressed look, and his fists were clenched tightly in annoyance.

He was angry that he came late. If he had come earlier and if he had enough manpower, he would have been able to come here as soon as he received the request for help. Maybe after talking, a war could be avoided and the villagers would not be devastated. Displaced.

Just as Yahiko continued to investigate, he suddenly found that Konan's paper butterfly flew in front of him. This was Konan's usual method of conveying information.

Without thinking, Yahiko stretched out his hand, and the paper butterfly landed quietly in his palm. Yahiko opened it and looked at it, and his expression suddenly became happy.

He held the paper butterfly tightly, turned around and ran, running for a distance towards the 21 o'clock position, and soon found Xiaonan's figure.

Xiao Nan was squatting next to a collapsed house, feeding the water he brought with him to a young man lying on the ground.

"Xonan, what happened?" Yahiko hurried over and saw a boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had multiple injuries on his body. His gray-blue clothes were old and torn, and he was covered in dirt and The blood stain made him look very weak and embarrassed.

"He's still alive. He was seriously injured and can't move much now. Yahiko, come and help him get up. It's hard to give him water."

After hearing Konan's instructions, Yahiko hurriedly knelt down to help.

Lifting the boy up and leaning on her arms, Xiao Nan fed the water to the boy's mouth. The boy forced himself to swallow and drank a few water in a row before he regained consciousness.

"You are……"

"We are people from Akatsuki, and we have been commissioned to deal with the conflict between this village and other villages."

The young man thought for a while and seemed to remember such a thing. He suddenly became excited. He grabbed Yahiko's wrist without any strength and complained: "It's not the village next door, it's the people of Iwagakure. It's at the national border. This kind of thing happens all the time, I can’t tell how many times it is…”

Nagato also rushed over at this time. Seeing the boy leaning in Yahiko's arms, Nagato quickly understood what was going on.

The boy also saw Nagato, and his head slowly turned from Yahiko's side. The wind blew Nagato's red bangs, and the pair of samsara eyes appeared clearly in front of the boy.

The young man looked at it for a long time, with a slightly surprised look in his eyes, but soon he looked away.

The young man looked at Yahiko and asked: "What should be done to save the village? We don't want to use force. Using force means casualties. We don't want to see our relatives and villagers injured and die."

Yahiko lowered his eyes silently, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "Ah, I understand."

The boy added, "Because we know that the philosophy of your Akatsuki organization is to achieve peace through talk, we put our hope in you."

Yahiko had already understood the subtext of the boy's words. All he needed was a promise from himself, a promise that peace could be achieved through dialogue without the use of force. This was indeed the philosophy of the Akatsuki organization.

"Don't worry, we will do our best to help you. Although we all live in different places, we are all Yuyin villagers, right? We will not let you suffer."

After receiving Yahiko's assurance, the boy seemed to relax a lot. He twitched the corners of his mouth a few times and showed a comforting smile.

Konan checked the injuries on the boy's exposed clothes. Some were injured by swords and some were stabbed by kunai. Although there were more wounds, they were not serious. Judging from his weak appearance, there must be many injuries in places covered by clothes. And it's not light either.

"Yahiko, take him to the empty room over there and check him out. Check if there are any injuries elsewhere on his body. I have a medical kit in my scroll. At least give him a brief treatment first."

"As a man, it's fine to check here." Realizing that Xiaonan was a woman, Yahiko was a little embarrassed for taking it for granted, and hesitantly said: "Xiaonan, turn around."

"Uh, Yahiko...it's better to go to the next room." After all, he had to take off his clothes for inspection.

After thinking about it, Xiaonan was right. Yahiko agreed and tried to help the boy up, but unexpectedly the boy struggled violently.

"It doesn't matter. I don't have many injuries on my body. I don't need to check them. These skin wounds can be disinfected and bandaged."

Nagato, who had been silent all this time, also squatted down with a smile. He asked teasingly: "Is Yahiko's sullen face making you feel scared?"

"Nagato!" Yahiko frowned, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Nagato smiled even wider and put his palm on the boy's shoulder, "What's your name?"

"Uh... it's called... it's called Kamui."

"Kamui," Nagato called out, the corners of his lips curling up, "That's a good name."

He continued: "Kamui, don't look at him like this. In fact, Yahiko is a very good person, but his expression is a little too serious. There is no need to be afraid. Come, I will take you to check."

"Hey, Nagato, I'm not as serious as you say..."

Xiaonan couldn't help covering her mouth and laughed. When she saw Xiaonan smiling, she swallowed all the words she wanted to refute. Yahiko blushed slightly. As he blushed, his expression became even weirder.

Kamui glanced at Yahiko and Konan, raised his eyebrows in understanding, and then was helped up from the ground by Nagato's arm.

The two slowly walked to an empty house nearby. There was no sun in the sky, and the light became even dimmer once they entered the house.

Nagato looked around, then helped Kamui sit down on the straw scattered by the wall.

"We are all men, so there is no need to feel embarrassed. If there are any injuries that are not detected, you will suffer a lot in the future. Do you understand?"

Kamui stared unblinkingly at the red-haired young man in front of him in the dim light. His eyes were very bright, like twinkling stars in the night.

He didn't say anything or refute. Such a submissive attitude showed that he accepted Nagato's words.

Nagato smiled, stretched out his hand to Kamui's front, and unbuttoned two buttons. When his fingers reached the second button, Kamui slowly raised his hand, placing his index and middle fingers on the eyelid of his left eye. , he called Nagato softly.

"Nagato."

"Huh?" Nagato raised his head.