Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

It was obvious that he, Uchiha Madara, was the one who hated to see his relatives and friends separated the most, but all the important people in his life died in front of him.

Kagura spent the last moments apologizing to him.

She said: "I'm sorry, Nissan, although I think this is cruel to you, but I don't know who is the most suitable person besides you."

She said: "Nissan, stop looking at me. Look at the Kongming Lantern flying higher and higher."

She added: "Nissan, you should never turn your back to others. That person can't be anyone. Remember what I said."

She also said: "Nissan, will you forget me? Will everyone forget me?"

Madara sniffed and replied to her: "No, at least a few of us will not forget you. Those who have been treated well by you will also remember you. You are in our hearts."

He waited for Kagura to say something else, but this time, he didn't hear what he wanted to hear for a long time.

Madara turned around stiffly, and the place where the person was standing next to him was already empty.

Snowflakes fell one by one, and there seemed to be something like dust blown away by the wind.

Madara stared blankly, and then he finally realized——

Kagura, she was completely gone.

Kagura left.

The days without Kagura seemed to be no different from usual. Everyone was still living their lives day after day as before.

Tobirama still lingers in the laboratory, or in other words, since no one is waiting for him at home, he spends almost all his time in the laboratory.

However, no new ninjutsu has been developed, and it is not known what he is busy with in it.

Joruri and Kakashi often went to see him, but every time they met, Tobirama was the same as usual, with a faint smile on his serious and handsome face because of seeing them.

Jing Liuli was not used to such a father, but she did not dare to mention her mother in front of her father.

Tobirama seemed to notice her caution, and touched the top of his daughter's head with his big hand, with a lustful light in his eyes.

This is his and Kagura's child, this is the treasure Kagura left to him.

Looking at this face that was very similar to Kagura, Tobirama choked up and finally sighed, "I'm fine. Your mother lives in my heart. As long as I still remember her, she is not dead."

Tobirama is so normal, even too normal, and Izuna is quite unhappy seeing him like this.

He blocked Tobirama in the laboratory and held the collar of his white coat with his hands.

He questioned him, "Don't you love her very much? Don't you couldn't live without her for a moment? Why do you act like nothing is wrong? Why don't you feel any pain at all? Don't you miss her?"

Tobirama lowered his eyes and looked at Izuna. After slurping his lips for a long time, he smiled weakly. He just smiled and couldn't say anything.

He couldn't say a word when asked by Quan Nai.

Madara would occasionally go to the Second Hokage's mansion to sit with Tobirama for a while, or ask Hashirama to have a drink with him at home.

In the past, when they had gatherings, Kagura would prepare dishes to go with their drinks, no matter how lazy she was, but now, she could only eat the pickles brought by Joruri to go with their drinks.

After Tobirama was left alone, even though he was good at cooking, he was not in the mood to cook.

The family is still the same without one person, but it clearly feels different.

There is obviously a living person living in Feijian, but it feels deserted and lifeless.

Hashirama understands the sadness of losing a loved one. He wonders if Tobirama has always been restrained. He always feels that his brother will get over it faster than he did at the time.

On the third day after Kagura left, Tobirama could already smile at him and even joked that he had to rush to the laboratory as he had a backlog of many experiments to do.

But looking at it now, it is obvious that the negative emotions have not been vented and are all accumulated in the heart, sealing the whole person away.

He looked worriedly at Tobirama, who kept drinking, and then looked helplessly at Madara beside him.

He was not good at persuading people, so he had to place his hope on Madara.

Madara raised his head irritably and drank the wine in one gulp. When he looked at Tobirama again, there was already a smile on his face.

"Tobirama, Kagura has been gone for a long time. No matter how deeply we love her, we can't change the fact that she is gone. Everyone will die, and so will we. We don't know how long we can live, so let it go."

Tobirama, who was holding the wine glass, looked at Madara blankly. He looked at him for a while and shook his head violently.

He murmured to himself as he played with the wine glass, and the blue blood vessels on the back of his fair hand bulged slightly.

"As long as I remember her, she has never left me." This was what Kagura once said to him.

"Look, these curtains are the lake blue color that Kagura likes."

"You see, I installed this low wall lamp specially for her. She likes to sit here and read comics. If the lighting is not good, it will hurt her eyes."

"And that room over there, she has used it as a studio since a long time ago. At that time, she just started running newspapers. She was afraid of my interference, so she hid in it secretly. Now those old newspapers and the notebooks she drew are all Inside, I didn’t throw away at all…”

As if he remembered something, Tobirama ran to the window sill and brought the pot of red beans over to Madara and Hashirama. He seemed to like it very much and said with a smile: "There are also many leaves in this pot of red beans. I believe it." It will bloom soon and then form pods, which Kagura gave me at the wedding. She said red beans represent lovesickness in her hometown.”

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"These two red beans have been growing well over the years. Some time after she left, I was surprised to find that they had sprouted. This is the thought she left for me."

Tobirama seemed to think of something else, pointing to the short landscape bamboo in the corner and said: "There is also this bamboo. During festivals, she will hang stickers on it. Year after year, these bamboos are full of stickers. It's all her fault."

Madara walked over and took a look. All the tags had the same sentence written on them - may all the parents' wishes come true and be in good health!

Yes, in another world, her parents are still alive.

He wanted to believe what Kagura said that he didn't understand.

So, did she really die, or did she return to the world that originally belonged to her and be with her parents?

"You see, here are all the traces she left. As long as I don't forget her, she will always be by my side and in my heart."

Madara has always felt sorry for Izuna who lost Kagura, and now, he wants to feel sorry for Tobirama even more.

On the fifteenth day of the first month of the year 58 in Konoha, the second generation Hokage Senju Tobirama passed away at home, and by his side was Uchiha Izuna.

At the last moment of his life, he asked Quan Nai: "Quan Nai, is it really possible to see the deceased in the Pure Land?"

Quan Na didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, she said, "Ah, maybe."

Tobirama smiled weakly: "Haven't you been there?"

Izuna listened to the noisy sounds of the streets coming from far away, the dim light of lanterns and the release of fireworks lighting up every part of Konoha.

The Pure Land is the good wishes of people in this world for the deceased, right?

He smiled extremely tenderly, tucked Tobirama's blanket, and said calmly: "Yes, I have been there, will you believe what I say?"

"Well, this time, I will believe you."

Quan Nai continued to laugh, the smile spreading from her lips little by little, "I said, I can see it."

Tobirama's crimson eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to be satisfied with the answer, but gradually, the light slowly dissipated and his eyelids closed.

There was a whistling wind in my ears, dry and biting, as if it could suppress the sound of a person's breathing and heartbeat.

Quan Nai sat beside him alone, and he looked around the house.

This time, it was really deserted and lifeless.