[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?
Chapter 25 Night Run
The idle days after recovering from the injury did not last long. Sasami soon received a letter from the Senju clan.
This letter came out of nowhere, and the content was full of official tone. It was more of a serious and cold notice than an invitation.
Although she is currently considered a member of the Uchiha side, before the final battle, she had never been on the battlefield, nor had she participated in the decision-making within the clan. To put it more clearly, she is actually just a woman raised by the two brothers Madara and Izuna.
...So, the Thousand Hands Clan now summons her, a non-staff member, to account for the murder she committed during the last battle.
After two near-death experiences, Sasami believed that she was fearless under any circumstances. She flicked the bland letter with her fingers, noted down the time and place, and happily went to the appointment.
"...What, it turns out to be Hashirama."
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the eaves outside the window, and the ground seemed to be covered with a bronze-gold carpet under the orange-red light. In the empty conference room, Hashirama was sitting upright correcting official documents, his upright and relaxed face was quite majestic.
"Sasami!" Seeing her come in, Hashirama's newly established image of a big shot was instantly shattered. He waved to her excitedly, as enthusiastic and silly as when they first met, and suddenly reminded her of the boy who once peeled chestnuts for her.
"Yo, Hashirama."
She waved to him, and Hashirama put down the documents and stepped in front of her in two or two steps. He looked at her eagerly in confusion and with some expectation of seeing her again after a long absence.
He looked a little cute. Sasami showed a subtle smile and couldn't help but want to do a little...well, strange things to him.
Forgive me, Hashirama.
"I really like your hair the most!" She stretched out her sinful hands.
The slightly cold hands were inserted into his hair, and there was no resistance at all when the fingers slid. His hair was smooth and shiny, and he could stroke it all with his fingers. He could have been photographed in a shampoo commercial.
Ah, this is probably what heaven feels like.
Indulging in Hashirama's smooth hair, she almost cried with happiness.
Even though he has become the head of the clan, Hashirama still looks so good-tempered. After being teased like this by her, not only was he not angry, but seeing that she was struggling to stand on tiptoes, he even cooperated by squatting down and letting her stroke her.
"Sasami, you still haven't changed at all."
"Hashirama, your hand still feels so good."
The two spoke at the same time.
"How have you been over the past few years?" When asked this question again, Hashirama no longer hesitated.
In his opinion, although he didn't know how she and Madara were connected, with a gentle friend like Madara, she must have been well taken care of...
"As you can see..." She lowered her eyes with a half-smile, pointing to the wound in her heart that had been healed by Hashirama, "I have become a ninja."
"..." Hashirama didn't know how to answer for a moment, and there was a guilty expression on his face.
She may not have been very happy as a "Rirutafu", but her life was safe at that time. In Hashirama's heart, Sasami was still the delicate and weak being she once was. Even if he saw her killing everyone with a Susanoo with his own eyes, he could not easily change this impression.
From the moment she chose to become a ninja, she was destined to embark on a thorny road.
Ninja or Oiran, which one is better...
Seeing that Hashirama seemed to be falling into depression again, the soft area deep in Sasami's heart seemed to be poked again. She finally rubbed the top of his hair, revealing the long-lost "shine of the goddess of light".
"...Anyway, I'm super strong now!" She gestured exaggeratedly with her hands, "I can even pilot a Gundam!"
Hashirama was not happy about this.
His cheeks showed a resolute and reassuring warm color in the twilight, and his gaze passed through the open window and fell on the mountains covered with red clouds in the distance.
"It won't be long before the village is back on track." He said softly. "Whether it's you or anyone else... there is no need for such a 'helpless act' forced by survival to happen again."
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It wasn't until Hashirama and Sasami's stomachs growled that they realized that dinner time had already passed a long time ago.
Even the delicious ramen shop that Hashirama claimed to take her to had closed its doors early. Hashirama squatted on the ground with a depressed face, muttering "I'm sorry", "It's all useless to me" and other such fragmentary thoughts in his mouth. Mushrooms sprouted in the corner.
Madara had already said in advance that he would not be able to come back because of something, so even if he went home now, he would not have food to eat. She thought with some distress. It was so late that she had no chance to eat anywhere. It was too troublesome, so she might as well not eat.
…Anyway, it doesn’t matter if I skip a meal.
"It doesn't matter to me..." She leaned lazily against the cedar tree beside the road. The moonlight poured through the gaps between the leaves, projecting patches of light on her face, and her whole figure seemed to be shrouded in silver. In the halo.
"..."
Hashirama originally wanted to say something, but the beam of light happened to hit her delicate lips, overlapping with those lips that opened and closed. They were as dazzling as a swallowtail butterfly flapping its wings under the moonlight, and continued to shine with her movements. The glittering scale powder came down.
For no apparent reason, he suddenly recalled the day he said goodbye to her, her faint body temperature under the umbrella, and her faint fragrance.
The peach-like transparent fuzz, the upturned corners of the lips, the cherry-red tip of the tongue... At this moment, memories of the past reappeared in front of his eyes one after another.
"You are a person that people can't help but want to believe..."
The conversation from the past echoed in his ears.
Hashirama almost forgot what he wanted to say.
Because Hashirama was distracted, no one said anything for a while, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Sasami stared at his lost face in confusion, wondering why this good young man suddenly became stupid.
"Hashirama?" She stepped forward, stretched out her finger and waved it in front of his eyes.
"……what."
A drop of rain fell on the tip of Hashirama's nose.
"It's raining...?" He came back to his senses, opened his palms to try, and then said stupidly and plainly: "It's raining again, Sasami."
"I know." Sasami said, "I didn't bring an umbrella this time, so I can't give you another ride."
He tilted his head and thought about it, then decisively took off the moon-white feathered fabric he was wearing and wrapped her upper body in it.
"..." Sasami was simply stunned by his magical brain circuits. She struggled hard in her clothes, "I can't breathe!"
"...Yes, I'm sorry..."
After being frightened by her, Hashirama finally returned to normal Hashirama. He hurriedly released his hand and let her out, looking up and down her body nervously.
"...You'll catch a cold if you look like this. I just want to take you...to take you out of the rain." He explained in a daze.
Even if you are taking shelter from the rain, you are really as good at wrapping a mummy as you are, Hashirama. Sure enough, the man known as the "God of Ninja" will never slack off in any situation, right?
Sasami almost laughed out of anger, but when she saw Hashirama's silly apologetic face, she suddenly lost her temper again.
"...Forget it." After a long time, she took the feather fabric from him, handed him a sleeve and half of the clothes, pulled the half on her side and put it over her head.
"Go back." She imitated Madara and raised her chin in a pretentious manner, "I don't know the road at all."
"...Then come and sit at my house. If Tobirama is at home, you can help heat the food..."
To the sound of dripping rain, they danced the titi-tapping dance steps and escaped from the hazy rain curtain.
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