Naruto: The Strongest Kakashi

Konoha thirty-five years.

During World War II.

Dim battlefield camp.

The three people, Oshemaru, Jilaiya, and Tsunate, who showed off their sharp edges in the Ninja world, gathered here.

Tsunade hurried over, his clothes soaked and panting heavily, as if he wanted to enter a certain room, but was stopped by Jiraiya.

Da She Wan's complexion was calm, with a sneer on the corners of her mouth.

It was torrential rain outside.

"Tsunade, it's better not to go in and look at the corpse." Jilai also whispered.

Da She Maru sneered and said, "What's the matter? Anyway, I can't recognize him as his younger brother."

"Oshewan! Just say a few words less, things are already like this!" Jilai also shouted in a low voice.

"The corpse has long been completely different. What I see now is just a reorganized appearance. There is no doctor on the battlefield. Even if it is injured, it is difficult to treat. Moreover, it is still the same kind of injury, even if you are on the scene, it cannot be treated. hand."

Oshamaru looked at Tsunade coldly, her voice a little cold.

Tsunade took a step back, but was unable to speak.

Da She Maru stretched his right hand into his arms, took out a green pendant, and said in a low voice: "It's just that this is too cruel for a child, especially a guy who has just received a birthday gift and is full of blood. ."

Oshamaru handed the pendant to Tsunade, and then left.

It was still raining heavily outside, but Dashemaru didn't care at all.

He lifted his head slightly, the rain drenched his face.

There seemed to be drops of water falling from the corners of the eyes.

I just don't know if it was tears or rain.

Noseki, he is not only Tsunade's younger brother, but also Oshemaru's first disciple.

For this talented disciple, Da She Maru is very fond of it.

But now, such a person should die like this, which is really a bit aggrieved.

"Orochimaru."

In the rain, there was a shout from a person, and Da She Maru tilted his head to look.

In the rain, is another familiar figure.

Shumao...

"What happened to the rope tree?" Shuomao worried.

"Oh, die. If you get caught in such a trap, even I won't be able to live, let alone he is only twelve years old." Da She Maru sneered.

He was accustomed to disguise, and he did not show the slightest sadness at this time.

The rain wetted his face, and there was no trace of it.

Shuomao's heart was shocked, and sure enough, it was the result.

On the battlefield, even if it was them, they couldn't always protect a person's thoroughness.

Shumao sighed just looking at the pretentious appearance of Dashemaru.

"Oshemaru, just show your sadness, don't look like this."

After more than ten years of getting along with each other, Shuomao naturally knows Dashewan very well.

This look, you really have to pretend as much as you can.

The rain drenched Dashemaru's long hair, he lowered his head, and the rain kept falling.

"Shuo Mao...what is the life of a ninja? Is such a sacrifice really necessary? Is life really so fragile?"

Da She Maru kept asking questions, not knowing whether he was asking Shumao or himself.

"Oshemaru, in the Shinobi world, we can't help ourselves."

"Is it involuntary? Hehehe, it's really sad." Dashemaru mocked.

"Oshe Maru, are you okay?" Shuomao said worriedly.

Oshemaru shook his head and whispered, "Sakumo, that ninjutsu that can revive the dead, I will definitely create it, definitely!"

There was firmness in that tone.

Shuomao was taken aback, recalling the scene when the two met when he was a child.

At that time, I thought that Dashewan was just a childlike word, but now I should have retreated.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

"Oshe Maru, it's full of risks, and the sacrifice is too great." Shuomao persuaded.

Osamaru smiled and said, "Don't worry, Shushi, there are many materials for the experiment in this era of war. I have collected many corpses of enemy ninjas, and there will be no problem."

"Involving the soul, even if there are experimental materials, it is not a small harm to oneself."

"Shuo Mao, some things can't be done without sacrifice. I think you should know more about this truth than me."

Dashemaru finished speaking, and left without looking back.

The rain is still falling.

Seeing Dashewan leave, Shuomao knew that he had changed.

It has become different from before.

"Orochimaru……"

Shuomao murmured softly, an unidentified emotion in his heart.

This friend seems to have embarked on a different path.

World War II is not over yet, Konoha has not yet won.

But everything seems to have changed.

Da She Maru became more indifferent and stayed in his own laboratory as soon as possible.

Shuomao hadn't seen him for a long time.

In the days when the war was temporarily stable, Shuomao went to Oshe Maru as before, but he could not be seen.

Shumao knew that Dashewan was hiding from himself.

Because he is the only person who knows what he really thinks.

That is a road full of human distortions.

Looking at Dashemaru's home from a distance, Shuomao finally sighed.

Turning and leaving, perhaps, between the two can never go back to the past.

Inside, Oshe Maru silently watched Shuomao leave, the light in his eyes dimmed and uncertain.

"Shuo Mao, wait, I will definitely succeed. I have already obtained the second generation of adults' reincarnation technique. As long as I understand more about this, I can definitely create a real longevity technique!"

Dashemaru didn't want to see Shumao, nor dared to see it.

He was afraid that his friend would come to persuade himself.

He was afraid to see his disappointed eyes.

"Shuo Mao, I'm sorry."

Konoha thirty-seven years.

Shuomao disappeared for a year and finally returned.

The Ayako he went to rescue did not come back, but the baby boy with the same silver-white hair was carried back.

His name is Kakashi, his and her son.

"Is Ayako dead?"

Oshemaru muttered to himself, he was a little worried.

Oshemaru knew how much that steel-like man liked Ayako.

But now, this woman is dead.

On that day, Dashewan went to find Shuomao.

Dashewan was a little surprised the moment he saw Shuomao.

The man who used to be as sharp as a knife now looks like an ordinary person.

He reduced his sharp edge.

He was taking care of the baby, with smiles and tears on his face.

In a daze, Da She Wan remembered what Shuomao had said to him.

A man must not cry.

I had never seen Shuomao crying Dashewan, and was stunned.

"Shuo Mao, do you believe that people can be resurrected after death?" Oshe Maru asked quietly.

"Oshemaru, Ayako is still alive, living in my heart. She will never die."

When Shuomao said this, he quietly looked at Da She Wan, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

It's just that Dashemaru doesn't understand what that smile means.