Naruto's caged bird

"Wake them up"

A deep voice echoed along the rain-soaked path.

"Hi," the lean man replied, grabbing a ball of mud that looked bright in the night. Then he looked towards the safe-looking rooms, showing an excited and longing face.

This is a group of ninjas wearing one-sleeved redwood coats and earth-brown vests.

They used their skilled earth escape to sneak up from the ground, getting closer to the sleeping enemy before dawn. After gradually drawing closer to the tired vigil ninja who only focused on guarding the ground.

Then wake them up

"Bang, boom" "Ah ha ha ha, explosion"

The rumbling sound and the shaking of the earth are accompanied by the dream that gradually collapses until it can no longer be woken up.

Open your eyes and roll your eyes.

"Enemy Attack"

At this time, the Konoha ninja's warning came from outside, and then it was completely covered up by a huge roar. However, it seemed that there was no need for warning, and all kinds of information and curses began to spread amidst the noise.

"Mad, it's those crazy people. Get out of the buildings and bunkers quickly."

The older Konoha ninja seemed to have dealt with this group of attacking enemies. When the ninja faced the Iwa Ninja's demolition troops, instead of looking for a bunker, it was better to find an open area to quickly dodge or use ninjutsu to defend.

"Bang, bang" as soon as he finished speaking, several more buildings collapsed.

The awakened ninjas rushed out of the building. The houses in front of them had been bombed and collapsed into tombs. Everything seemed to be buried inside, including the guard leaning against the wall. The sleeping ninja seems to never have to wake up again.

The Iwa Ninja from the north launched a surprise attack before dawn, when they were most comfortable sleeping. This also indicates that these Konoha and Iwa ninjas are just fighting against the rain ninja, and the battle between each other has really begun. The superficial calm maintained by the great country is finally gone.

"Bang" at this moment, even the ceiling began to scatter dust. The people hiding in the building are no longer safe, and it is time to face the bloody storm of the Rain Country again.

The three of them suddenly woke up.

Hizashi slapped the unresponsive Nawaki, and then dragged Mikoto, who was frowning and confused, from the room where he had rested for the night to the living room. He seemed to pause for a moment, and then rushed towards the door of the house as usual.

In his Byakugan, the dazzling chakra exploded like a flash bomb. It seems that only the Iwa Ninja's demolition troops can use such a brilliant attack method.

The steel and concrete buildings of the Rain Country, which had protected the ninjas for one night, could no longer protect the human body. Facing the notorious demolition troops will instead become a grave for burying oneself.

The surrounding houses began to collapse and burn one by one amid the roar.

Hizashi listened to the rumbling explosions and looked at the battlefield of street fighting with burning metal pipes amidst the dim smoke in front of him. The diffuse smoke and the style of the buildings are like the "Fog London" in the memory.

Hizashi, who was in a dazed state of sleep, instantly felt like he had gone from the "Second Ninja War" to the "World War II" of thermal weapons. The battlefield was still filled with the ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping pong of cannonballs.

Explosions, smoke, burning, and broken limbs filled the entire battlefield. How could this be a ninja war?

Have I traveled back in time again?

"No, which family?"

"What are you doing? I can't hear you..."

Senju Naoki, whose ears were ringing from the noise, asked Hizashi loudly, and then, without hearing clearly, he saw the other party rushing back into the house where he had rested for the night.

"Hizashi-kun, he went back to save..." Mikoto looked worried, and then explained to Naoki, who seemed to be deaf at this moment.

"I can't hear you." The blasted rope tree repeated this nonsense loudly.

"Unlock" the detonating charm that was still hanging on it, "Ping" to cut off the rope, "Bang" to kick open the door that had been pushed and knocked, and "Bang" to hit the door panel hard against the wall.

In front of him, what appeared in front of Hizashi was a family.

At this time, the two of them hugged the girl in the middle tightly. Six pairs of orange pupils looked at Hizashi, who was also a boy but was already a ninja, in horror.

It was as if he was not facing a young man, but a thug.

"boom boom"

"Heart" beat violently, and Hizashi immediately understood what

That look in his eyes was so familiar, I never thought I would be looked at like that. Just like the way the villagers in the "Poor Village" looked at the robbers they killed

"Come on, run to the west" Hizashi waved to them, and then let the door open.

Huddled together, indifferent.

"This place is going to be blown up. Take your daughter and go west." Hizashi yelled at them angrily, as if he was "bitten by a dog". He would not have come in if he had known it.

Perhaps it was for the sake of his daughter, or perhaps he was reminded of his daughter by Hizashi. Amidst the roaring sounds outside from time to time, accompanied by the shaking and shaking of the house, I stumbled out of the house.

"The heart of the emperor is different"

A lump of mud flying in the air flew towards the house behind it...

"Back".

"bang"

In the family's final reluctance and looking back, the house that should be called home was bombed to the point where most of it collapsed in an instant. A large number of pieces of paper and toys were thrown up in the smoke of the explosion, and paper cranes, animals, and "paper flowers" flew and burned in the flames.

The sputtering debris and air waves rushed towards everyone, but were blocked by Hizashi's "rotating" back.

"Made"

Hizashi, who had blocked the impact, complained speechlessly. His head was shaken by the clay bomb that enveloped the area, as if he had a sense of déjà vu as if he had fought in World War II.

"Flee to the west" he yelled angrily at the family again. He didn't know whether he was venting his bad luck about being hit by a stray bullet, or he was depressed that he was already a ninja, but saving these things had nothing to do with him. What do people do.

The west side should have been cleared by Konoha's middle ninja army at this time. At least it should be much safer than the north side, which is still on the battlefield, and the south side, where two third generations are fighting head-to-head.

He took one last look at the brother who had saved his family. The way he was spinning his chakra made him feel as if he would still be protected in this way in the future.

The girl held the paper flowers in her hands and disappeared into the night on the eve of dawn with her parents.

......

To the north of the Rain Ninja Village, the Iwa Ninja who were repelled by the demigod Hanzo and did not dare to move southward began to invade and expand horizontally. Until now, I finally faced a ninja who was also from the great country Konoha.

At the front of the position, Hatake Sakumo and the Iwa ninja were fighting.

Lightning was accompanied by burning fire, and thunder was mixed with the roar of explosions. The ninja battlefield is extremely gorgeous, with hand-to-hand combat and ninjutsu echoing each other.

As the light of dawn became brighter and brighter, the enemies in Hizashi Byakugan's field of vision retreated one after another. This was just a simple surprise attack before the opponent's large forces were assembled, but it instantly cast a shadow over the hearts of many Konoha ninjas.

The ninjas of the Rain Country who had fought against each other these days were like drizzle every day in the face of the attacks from the big powers. Although annoying and annoying, it is always harmless.

But this time, the careless and unlucky Konoha ninja could never be woken up.

The brief battle before dawn tightened everyone's nerves. The ninjas of Konoha seemed to have no intention of sleeping peacefully anymore.

Then, the dim light penetrated the clouds and shone down once and for a while. It was a good day.

Because the cloudy weather in the Land of Rain is considered sunny.

Hizashi looked at the confetti with only ashes floating around in the room, and suddenly something happened.

The moment he opened the door, he seemed to see a room full of paper products, and the girl with violet hair between her father and mother.

I thought back on the memories that had been buried in dust for more than ten years. Could it be her?

"The Rope Tree" Hizashi, who couldn't remember clearly, called out to the Rope Tree next to him who was sighing with his hands on his hips.

"what"

It was rare to hear Hizashi take the initiative to communicate with him, and the Senju rope tree responded.

"Help put out the fire."

"..."

Naoki looked at the house that Hizashi pointed at speechlessly, and in the end did not argue with the other party. The house is exactly the one where the three of them rested last night. "Does this guy still have the heart to go back to sleep?"

Then, the Thousand-Armed Rope Tree, who was awakened by the enemy, let out the first splash of water in the morning and shot out.

"Kang Dang"

Hizashi rummaged through the owner's house, which was still intact, and dug up pieces of rubble. In the bombed-out house that had extinguished the flames, the white paper products seemed to have been burned clean.

"Ping Ping"

Something crushed the photo frame that was pressed at the bottom and protected by glass...

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Some readers are wondering that Hizashi did not stab the bandits to death one by one, but what I think is that what I want to write about is a person who struggled in the ninja world but did not lose the "bottom line of humanity." If we lose the "bottom line of human nature", there will be no ending of yesterday's picture.

That would be hands-on...