I, who was determined to stay in Naruto, became the white moonlight

Realizing that there was something wrong with her memory, Tsunade ran through the crowd, trying to find those who were related to Haruko.

Kushina: "Sister Haruko? I don't know this person... Since I came to this village, the only Jonin I'm familiar with is you, Sister Tsunade."

Namikaze Minato: "Kushina and I have never met anyone with black hair and a flower hairpin?"

Kushina and Namikaze Minato looked at each other, and looked at Tsunade running away with a pale face in surprise.

Hatake Sasun: "This person should not be on the list of jonin. Is she really a jonin?"

Seeing Tsunade, a fellow ninja he was not familiar with, running away, Hatake Sakumo scratched his head and thought it was time to pick up Kakashi...

Sarutobi Biwako: "Tsunade, what are you talking about? The Third Hokage never had any brothers or sisters."

Sarutobi Hiruzen: "Haru...ko? I feel like I've heard it somewhere before. Where is it..."

Looking at his student's abnormal emotions, Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned, wondering what was going on.

……

After asking around, Tsunade had asked everyone related to Haruko, but whenever she mentioned them, they all spoke in unfamiliar tones.

Tsunade walked back home step by step. After using her last bit of strength to open the door, she fell to the ground. Fortunately, when Kato Dan went out to look for her, Nawaki was still at home. When he saw her coming back and was about to fall, he rushed over to catch her.

The sound of Nawaki's panicked voice in her ears became louder and softer, and Tsunade seemed to have a severe tinnitus in her head for an instant.

Haruko... Haruko...

*

When he opened his eyes the next day, Orochimaru realized that something was wrong. There was obviously a missing corner in his memory space, and if it weren't for his keen sense, that missing corner would have been slowly expanding.

What is it? What did you forget?

Orochimaru sat on the edge of the bed with a frown on his face, his eyes suddenly focused on the laboratory.

He remembered that he had applied for a recycling laboratory yesterday. He probably would not use it again, but... why?

He had been conducting research for a long time, why did he suddenly give up?

And... this bed. How could anyone be so stupid as to put a bed in a laboratory? It must be that brat Mitarashi Anko.

Orochimaru contemptuously attributed all the mistakes to others, and he got up and walked around the laboratory for a week.

Life... Reincarnation... Resurrection...

Life is fragile, so he wants to prolong his vitality...

Reason is dead, so he has to be resurrected...

Resurrection... Haruko!

Orochimaru's eyes suddenly widened. He was knocked back against the laboratory table by the sudden impact of his memory and grabbed the edge of the table in panic.

It was Haruko! He actually forgot about her!

This was very wrong. When Orochimaru went to the cemetery and parted with Tsunade and the others and came back, he felt that all this was too deliberate.

It was as if fate had wiped out her entire existence.

destiny……

"Wait for me in the future... Orochimaru..."

Orochimaru suddenly remembered the words she had said in her ear with all her might before she died. He clenched his right fist and kept hitting his forehead.

Why can't I remember more...more memories about her? !

He raced against time to write down every possible event that might lead to the loss of her memory, and then crossed them out one by one through personal practice.

Can’t find it…can’t find it…

Can't find the reason why she lost her memory...

Orochimaru used his tightly grasped pen to poke hard at the paper that was densely written on. There were scratches all over the paper, but he couldn't find a reason for the scratches.

No...I must remember...

If she is waiting for me in the future, I must see her!

Orochimaru's dark gold snake pupils shrank sharply, and he directly opened the drawer and took out the experimental knife, and slashed at his forearm that had pulled up his clothes, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

Sunny, son.

Dark red blood continued to flow out from the long wound, sliding down the arm and dripping onto the white floor.

But Orochimaru raised the corners of his lips strangely and stared at the words on his forearm without blinking.

I have to remember...

*

"Xiao Nan, whose tombstone is this?"

Yahiko passed by the center of the base camp and found an unknown monument standing there. He scratched his head and wondered why there was no name engraved on the monument.

Hearing his words, Xiaonan came over with a bit of confusion, "What tombstone?"

"This is it. Do you know whose tombstone this is?" Yahiko asked while staring at the tombstone.

Xiaonan observed it carefully, but still shook his head, "I don't know, could it be built by Nagato?"

"What?" Nagato's weak voice came.

Xiaonan turned around and found him walking slowly towards her. She quickly went forward to support him and said disapprovingly, "I told you to rest now. The wound on your back is too severe. It's so bloody and it may take more than a month to recover."

Yahiko also nodded, "You should listen to Konan. You really don't take care of your body at all. How...how did you use that ninjutsu?"

Speaking of the day when they were deceived by Hanzo of the Salamander and fell into trouble, Yahiko could not help but clench his hands. If it weren't for Teacher Jiraiya who saw Konan's letter in time and rushed over, the three of them would probably have died without a burial place.

In order to save Yahiko who was willing to die, Nagato consumed his own life to revive him, allowing Yahiko to be reborn.

This matter has always been a knot in Yahiko's heart. If he had not easily believed Hanzo of the Salamander, they would not have encountered all these, and Nagato would not have suffered a bloody injury on his back due to summoning the Outer Path Demon Elephant.

Konan noticed his emotions and patted Yahiko's shoulder with her free hand, giving him a faint smile, telling him not to blame himself.

Nagato felt strangely grateful to feel their concern, but then he thought about the topic just now.

"What were you talking about just now?"

Yahiko pointed to the nameless tombstone behind him, "Did you build this tombstone? Why is there no name on it?"

Nagato narrowed his eyes slightly. The nameless monument gave him a feeling that was both familiar and strange. In the end, he shook his head, unable to remember anything.

"Could it be someone in the organization?" Xiaonan guessed.

"Impossible? No matter how much we build it, it's impossible to reach the center." Yahiko refuted her.

That was indeed the case. Although they valued their companions and would mourn deeply for the sacrificed members, none of them were important enough for them to build a base in the center of the base, unless... it was the death of one of the three of them.

So, who is the one who can be comparable to these three people?

Yahiko hesitated and said, "How about tearing it down? It could be some reckless guy in the organization."

But they were met with silence from the other two. For some reason, the three of them were reluctant to see the monument disappear.

"Keep it. It looks pretty good there."

Xiaonan forced an excuse, but received unhesitating support from the other two.

Finally, after the two of them left, Xiaonan quietly sat next to the nameless monument and picked many purple flowers and placed them in front of the monument.

After a deep look, the nameless monument witnessed the departure of the last person.

***

Thank you for reminding me of the reminder from an old friend! Your update has been delivered?(???????)?