Hokage: My destiny is me, I am Hokage

"Is it Yota?"

Iwate Rina's voice soon came from the bedroom.

After hearing his mother's inquiry, Mikado Yota did not hesitate and whispered: "Mom, I need to discuss some things with you. Is it convenient now?"

"It's convenient, come in."

After hearing his mother's words, Mikado Yota opened the door without hesitation and entered his mother's bedroom.

The first thing Mikado Yota saw after entering was that his mother, neatly dressed, was sitting by the bed, looking calmly at Mikado Yota who walked into the door.

"Now let's tell you what happened, Yota."

"Mom, I just completed a very powerful forbidden technique recently. Through Yin and Yang, I can create an existence with the memory of the deceased, and there is almost no difference in personality and emotion."

Mikado Yota said with an incomprehensible expression. Even he himself didn't know whether it was good or bad to tell his mother these words, but as the relative who cared about him the most in this world, Mikado Yota really couldn't handle such a thing. I chose to hide it from my mother, simply tell everything and let my mother make her own choice.

After Iwate Rina listened to Mikado Yota's words, the gentleness on his face could no longer be maintained, and he began to become a little confused. Such a situation is very rare for an elite jounin. It can only mean that this ninja's mind has been exhausted. Completely overwhelmed.

Seeing his mother's confused and overwhelmed expression, Mikado Yota did not speak, but quietly waited for his mother's choice.

After a while, the confusion in Iwate Rina's expression slowly disappeared, her face regained its determination, and she murmured: "Blue stone?"

After that, he looked at his son again and said almost in admiration.

"Yota, what I really like is the figure who rushes to Lei Guang without hesitation in times of crisis. Even if the 'Blue Stone' you created has the same character, the same memories, and the same emotions, it is not him after all."

"I see, Mom."

Mikado Yota's calm face was full of recognition.

After a pause, he continued: "Mom, one day I will develop a real resurrection ninjutsu, and then our family will be truly reunited."

Hearing Mikado Yota's words, Iwate Rina slowly stepped forward with a gentle expression and patted Mikado Yota's shoulder.

"As long as Yangtai can be safe, mother, I will be very satisfied. As for your father Qingshi, if he passes away, he has passed away. There is no need to force yourself."

Seeing the unconcealed longing in his mother's gentle eyes, Mikado Yota did not expose his mother's words, but just nodded and exited his mother's room.

Looking at the closed door, Iwate Rina returned to the bedside, took out an old photo from under the pillow, and looked at it quietly, tears streaking across her face unconsciously.

Yes, Rina Iwate did not tell her son her true inner thoughts. She was far from as open-minded as she said. Some feelings not only did not dissipate with time, but instead became more and more intoxicating and desirable as time went by, just like old wine.

Mikado Yota, who returned to his room, lay quietly on his side on the bed, looking at the stars in the sky outside the window. His mother missed his father, and how could he not miss his close relatives in his previous life, but now he still lacked strength after all. There is no way to return to the hometown from this world.

With the sky full of stars, Mikado Yota slowly fell asleep.