Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

When making wontons, choose meat that is [-]% fat to [-]% lean, so that it does not taste greasy and oily, which is the most ideal ratio for making wontons.

Kagura was very familiar with the butcher shop owner. When the butcher shop owner saw her, he kept pushing the better-selling meat to Kagura's hand.

"This, this part is the hind leg meat, it tastes the best."

Kagura used her slender fingers to turn the meat over and over through a layer of paper bag. It was very fresh, but the meat was very dry and had not been frozen. Whether it was stewed, stir-fried or made into dumplings and wontons, it was all the best material.

Kagura decided to want this piece of meat. Just when she was holding the piece of meat and wanted the boss to wrap it up, a white hand appeared in front of her eyes, and that hand stretched out to the side of the piece of meat she was holding.

This is a fair and small hand, and it looks like it belongs to a child. However, what does not match the age of this hand are the scars on it. There are some old and new scars scattered on the fingers on the back of the hand, especially the index finger.

It doesn't look like it was caused by ninja training, but rather like it was scratched by a scalpel.

Kagura stared blankly at the hand, her eyes resting on his wrist. The smooth and thin wrist was exposed from the black robe. A silver bracelet was worn on it. The patterns engraved on the bracelet were worn away. More than half of it was written, but the words were still clear because they were deeply engraved.

The meat "squeaked" and fell back to the table, and the white wrist was grabbed by Kagura.

She pulled her wrist towards herself and saw the words engraved on the bracelet clearly in the bright midday sun.

"Peace, joy, and longevity." Kagura chanted silently.

The owner of the wrist seemed to be frightened by her, and struggled to take his hand back, but Kagura's grip was very tight, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Sir Kagura..." The butcher shop owner looked at Kagura in a daze and reminded her.

Kagura was startled, came to her senses, and subconsciously let go of her hand.

She raised her eyes and looked at the owner of the wrist in front of her, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. His whole body was covered by a black robe. One look at that costume and he knew he was a child from the Konoha Orphanage.

Some hair and a small face as big as a palm were exposed from the black robe. A pair of round framed mirrors took up most of the area on such a small face.

Kagura frowned and looked at him. This face was too familiar to her. At this moment, this face was looking at her doubtfully. After looking at it for a few seconds, he smiled slightly and said softly: "You pick first?" Well, I can wait until you finish choosing."

Kagura looked at this harmless smiling face and had mixed feelings for a moment.

She pursed her lips and called his name.

"pocket?"

Kabuto was confused when he heard the boy who was slightly taller next to him exclaimed: "Ah, she knows your name, Kabuto."

Kabuto glanced at Qiu, then turned his attention to Kagura again. He smiled and said, "Yes, I am Yakushi Kabuto. Well... you must be someone who has helped the orphanage before. Thank you very much."

It was true that Kagura had aided the Konoha Orphanage. At that time, it was just because she did not want Danzo to take away Yakushi Kabuto.

But this matter was kept secret. Except for Yakushi Nonou and a few staff members, no one else knew about it. Moreover, he had never been to Konoha Orphanage in person, and had never met Yakushi Kabuto before.

He does not know himself.

This kid was obviously talking politely.

only……

Kagura looked at his wrist again, and Yakushi Kabuto also noticed Kagura's gaze. He raised his hand and looked at the silver bracelet he was wearing, and said with a smile: "This... was probably left to me by my mother. Well, it has been on my hand since I woke up."

Mother...?

The butcher shop owner smacked his lips and looked at this and that. The person who originally wanted to buy meat didn't mention it at all now. He couldn't understand it, so he called Kagura again in a low voice.

"Master Kagura?"

His mind was no longer on the meat. Kagura casually pointed at the piece of meat he just picked up and said absently, "That's it."

The butcher shop owner was very happy and immediately wrapped the meat with a smile on his face.

Kagura's heart was empty but chaotic. She walked out a few steps carrying the piece of meat, then stopped and looked back at the two children at the door of the butcher shop.

Kabuto smiled happily at the other child and said, "Although it's not much, it can be used as a snack tonight. The little ones will be very happy, and the dean will also be very surprised."

The other child nodded, "Well, after all, meat is too scarce for us, so it has to be you, Kabuto. If I had your medical level, maybe Orochimaru-sama could also let me help, but it's a pity..."

"I'm just doing some simple things for him. Ah Qi, it's better that you don't get close to him."

"Why?" The child didn't quite understand.

Kabuto bit his lower lip, thought for a while, and smiled kindly at him, "No, it's nothing."

With that said, he took the meat from the boss, took money from his wallet and gave it to him, before pulling Aqi to leave.

"Come on, it's a long way back to the orphanage from here."

He, Kabuto Yakushi, is actually Lianhua's child?

Kagura seemed not to understand. She sighed and watched the two figures in black robes disappear into the crowd.

She was suddenly very happy. Fortunately, she sent aid money to the orphanage before Danzo took action. Although the original purpose was just to prevent Yakushi Kabuto from going astray and avoid bad things happening later.

But she didn't expect that what she saved was not only Yakushi Kabuto, but also Lianhua's child.

Kagura thought of Renka again, and how impatient and disgusted she was with him when he first met her at the Yuno Country stronghold.

Thinking of the second time I saw her at Platycodon Mountain, she said she had a baby with a happy face, stroking her belly.

By the time we met again for the third time, she could no longer be called a human being and had become a puppet without emotions and consciousness.

Kabuto, the pharmacist in the original work, has been searching for himself all his life. Now that he has not left the orphanage, has not traveled to villages to become a spy, and has not lost the pharmacist Nonou who he regarded as his mother, is he still searching for himself?

In Yatang's memory, Lianhua said that his son's name was Benzhen. Would a person named Benzhen spend his whole life searching for his true self?

What an irony.

Just like Kagura promised Tobirama before, she would no longer hide anything from him and no longer make difficult decisions by herself.

So, this time, when she was hesitant, she immediately shared her troubles with him.

At nightfall, the couple sat on the porch in the backyard with a bottle of wine made from green plums and a plate of side dishes. They had not had a drink together for a long time and drank in front of the moon.

Kagura told Tobirama what she saw during the day. She kept smiling lightly and said that she saw Renka's child, a child she was always afraid of going astray.

Tobirama seemed to remember something and asked: "Is it because of that child that I suddenly said that I would aid Konoha Orphanage?"

Kagura nodded and shook her head again. She was a little confused herself. It was probably just a coincidence.

"For a child who has lost his memory, does he want to remember the past? In my opinion, he should be living a pretty good life now. He smiles very gently and has no anger at all. He must be someone from the orphanage. It’s all good for him.”

"Yes," Tobirama sighed slowly, "After all, with Renhua's current appearance, if the child is allowed to see her, I don't know what kind of psychological shadow it will cause."

"Then what should I do?" Kagura stared blankly at Tobirama's face under the moonlight, "Pretend to know nothing and see if he doesn't know who he is for the rest of his life?"

After thinking for a while while holding the wine glass, Tobirama looked directly into Kagura's eyes and said, "Then tell him, he should at least have the right to know who he is."

Yes, you should at least have the right to know before you make a choice.

Choose to know the past, or bury the past, choose to own the past again, or give up completely and cherish the present and embrace the future.