[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

Mirror's temper is as soft as his hair.

In Sasami's stereotype, the Uchiha people seem to be accustomed to hiding their tenderness under a surface full of thorns, and are too shy to express any weak feelings.

But this is not the case with mirrors.

On the way to Tobirama's research room, Kagami kept talking to her softly, taking care of her feelings in every possible way, which was fundamentally different from the brats of the same race.

"I have also seen your graceful appearance when you were in court. It is truly extraordinary and unforgettable." He praised with a smile.

The other party used troublesome honorifics throughout the whole process, and even though she was so shameless, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, and pulled her sleeves sarcastically.

Yan Yan was talking and laughing all the way, but when the two came to Tobirama's research room, his expression became a little gloomy.

"Miss Riru," he glanced at her and said softly, "you should know Madara-sama very well."

"Children shouldn't know about things between adults." She lowered her eyes and said casually.

Facing the pure young man's gaze, she felt a little guilty. What I know about Madara is... isn't it?

...Tell this kid that he will be arrested for such a thing.

Jing Wenyan's eyes narrowed, then slowly relaxed, "If he wants to do something to the current village... what would you do?"

A wisp of cherry petals fell on her shoulders. She walked slowly under the drooping branches of the cherry tree and looked back at him in the bright spring scenery.

"What do you think I will do, Uchiha Kagami." She put away her smile, her spring cherry-like face seemed to be covered with ice, "The matter between him and Hashirama will naturally be settled by the two of them."

"..." Jing's expression was a little stunned, and he didn't know whether he was frightened by her expression or moved by this beautiful spring scene.

At this time, his usual precociousness finally faded away, revealing the confusion of a young man.

"This is something that no one can have a hand in. ... As for me."

She raised her index finger, placed it on her lips and closed it gently, then raised the slightly upturned corners of her mouth, "...Only by looking into his eyes can I survive."

……

Even more than ten years later, Jing still remembered the woman's smile among the weeping cherry blossoms, and the spring blossoms blooming at her fingertips.

>>>

After bidding farewell to Kagami, Sasami finally met Tobirama-kun, who had longed for her.

Tobirama, who came to open the door, had two black lumps hanging under his eyes and looked haggard with kidney deficiency. He didn't know how long he had been in the research room. He just opened the door and glanced at her, then returned to the desk to calculate formulas.

Faced with his indifference, she didn't care much. She just opened the door, looked around, and waved to him: "Hey, Tobirama-kun."

Tobirama was still intoxicated by the charm of formulas and the secrets of ninjutsu. He had no time to pay attention to her for a while, and just gave a faint "hmm".

If he didn't intend to pay attention to her, she would naturally not get involved in it and ask for trouble. After fulfilling her bet with Hashirama, she felt a little sleep deprived, so she leaned on the table and took a nap.

Until noon, the sky was clear and the warm sunshine made her black hair shine. Tobirama's research at hand finally came to an end. He looked at Sasami, who was sleeping soundly with his head lowered, and was briefly stunned.

——It’s bad, and the troublesome woman has been forgotten.

Thinking like this, he carefully looked at her peaceful sleeping face.

Her face rested on the table, and her breath created a dense mist on the table. Her eyelashes trembled gently as if blown by the wind, as if she would wake up in the next second.

Whether he is awake or asleep, this handsome face is always pleasing to the eye.

If Madara Uchiha, a powerful killer, was not in charge, the men who came here would probably have crossed the threshold of her house...

Tobirama thought somewhat complicatedly.

Thinking of his experience in Minato's house that day, his little finger felt a little sore again.

He keeps saying that he hates himself, but his words and actions are inconsistent with what he means. How on earth did she miss him...

Whether it is evil thoughts or love, they all seem to be like quicksand that cannot be caught. Once the wind passes, they are nowhere to be found.

The pain and sweetness she brought that day seemed to have been deeply engraved in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he unconsciously fell into the boundless sand flow.

Even though he knew that she had no good intentions towards him, he was still tempted by the flowers blooming out of her own malice.

"...Women are such troublesome, stupid, naive and cunning things."

He couldn't help but caressed her cheek and murmured.

"...Woo."

Sasami had an uneasy sleep. The annoying Tobirama-kun became her homeroom teacher in her dream. Once he found her sleeping in class, he would force her to stay in class to do arithmetic exercises. If she made a mistake, she would be punished.

In the dream, she turned in nine out of ten questions in her homework. Teacher Tobirama carried her back to the office without a smile, and his knuckled hands were mercilessly pinching her face.

"...Teacher Tobirama?" She woke up under Tobirama's touch, but she still hadn't come back to her senses, and she suddenly called out the shameful name in her dream.

——Tobirama-sensei?

Did he accidentally miss a season's worth of plot? Tobirama's hand suddenly froze.

Feeling the rough fingertips caressing her, Sasami finally came out of the terrifying dream.

"Tobirama-kun, what are you doing...?"

"Sasami, what exactly is 'teacher'...?"

They both spoke together again.

"Cough." Looking at each other, the two of them coughed at the same time, tacitly avoiding the topic just now.

Sasami quickly put on a serious face and said businesslikely: "I am very interested in the principles of spiritual transformation, Tobirama-kun."

Tobirama also corrected his unnatural expression, "Is that what you said in your letter, about the soul materialization?"

Seeing her confused look, Tobirama had no choice but to patiently explain everything to her.

"In the study of ninjutsu, life and death are the most taboo areas." He said with absolute professionalism and certainty, "Once the boundary between life and death is involved, no matter what the result is, there will be a huge price... …”

As if he had read through her thoughts, he stared into her eyes tightly, "No matter whose soul you want to recall from the hands of death, the price you pay will definitely be unbearable."

...so give up. Including your revenge for who knows who.

Tobirama thought for a while, but still didn't express his guess.

He originally wanted to scare her away when he said these words, but he didn't expect that she was very determined. Not only was she not frightened by him, but she became even more aggressive.

"You haven't developed just one or two forbidden arts, right?" She closed her eyes lightly and raised her eyebrows as she glanced at him, "Although we have a very bad relationship, I can't think of anyone else besides you. If you have any dissatisfaction..."

She stretched out her little finger and put it into her mouth in front of him, gently closing her teeth with a cold expression.

"Don't you want to be hated by me anymore, Tobirama-kun?"

The flowers full of malice seem to exude an intoxicating fragrance.

"Promise her."

In the quicksand, this answer came faintly.

>>>

Tobirama's disciples gradually discovered that their teacher had been running to the research room much more diligently recently.

"Did we encounter some serious trouble?" Uchiha Mirror guessed.

"Teacher must be developing a super powerful new ninjutsu!" Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes flashed.

One bright spring afternoon, the two of them (mainly Sarutobi Hiruzen) finally couldn't hold back their curiosity and quietly came to the door of the teacher's research room.

Through the locked door, they vaguely heard strange conversations coming from the door.

"...This kind of erroneous assumption that lacks theoretical basis is not even necessary to try. Just give up."

"...Do you want to be bitten again?"

...Tobirama-sensei, you seem to be having a hard time today.