[Naruto] Warrior of Love Uchiha

My tired brain couldn't handle the amount of information brought by Uchiha Obito, I blinked and stared at him for a few seconds, and decided to use my last resort.

——The technique of pretending to hide and pretend to be dizzy.

The one-eyed person behind the mask watched me fall in surprise. To ensure the effect, I didn't dare to lean against the wall, so I deliberately fell on my side on the ground.

"……Hey?"

"Hey!"

"Sasuke... Hey, Sasuke!"

With my eyes closed, I could hear him calling me several times, but as a person who had passed out, I naturally didn't respond to him.

The next second, my body soared into the air, and I felt Uncle Obito's arms supporting my body and lifting me from the ground.

Uchiha Obito clicked impatiently: "Troublesome brat."

I lay my head in his arms and pretended I didn't hear anything.

The smell of blood and dust in the air was distorted by space, and the faint light in front of my eyes finally fell into darkness.He seemed to just take a step forward, but I smelled the familiar smell of home from the cool night breeze outside.

"Tsk, it's a mess... This little trash has never been cleaned up."

My face was pressed against his robe, and at an angle that Obito Uchiha couldn't see, I opened my eyes and took a sneak peek.

His ability is really easy to use, less than 1 minute before and after, I have already returned to my room from the clan.

Obito Uchiha laid me flat on the bed, and I adjusted my breathing so that my acting skills would be perfect without being noticed.

He really didn't see that I was faking it, he just thought I was mentally exhausted by the backlash of the illusion, he pulled the quilt up and covered me and didn't say anything more.

There was a rustling sound of cloth rubbing in the room, and I didn't dare to open my eyes to see it.

Maybe it was the familiar room and the familiar bed that made me relax suddenly, and I was no longer on guard against Uchiha Obito's purpose, or maybe I was really mentally damaged by the illusion I cast, and I had no spare energy to struggle to wake up.Originally, I was still pretending to be dizzy, but in the end I really lost consciousness while pretending to be dizzy.

When I close my eyes it is night, in my bed at home.

When I opened my eyes, it was daytime.

Before I panicked and overslept and was about to be late, I realized that this didn't seem to be my home.

Eyes are full of white, and there is a faint smell of disinfectant in his nose.

I propped myself up from the white bed, looked around, and realized that this place seemed to be the ward of Konoha Hospital.

There is a bottle of medicine on the IV stand by the bed, and the medicine goes all the way to the back of my hand along the hose.After waking up, there was a subtle pain in my numb limbs. The fingers that I had bitten to pieces had been neatly wrapped with bandages. The small piece of skin pierced by the needle was also soaked in coolness by the cold medicinal liquid.

I leaned against the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed for a long time in a daze.

The clock was hung on the wall of the room. Calculated the time yesterday when he was rescued from the illusion by Uchiha Obito yesterday, it was around two o'clock in the middle of the night.Now it's eleven o'clock in the noon, and I slept for more than eight hours but less than nine hours... I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time.

Is it possible that my loss of consciousness was not falling asleep before, but that I really passed out?

... No wonder I didn't dream.

The medicine in the bottle was still dripping into my veins, the minute hand of the wall clock moved forward a few notches, and a series of footsteps came from the quiet corridor outside the ward.

I looked away from the infusion bottle and looked towards the door. Not long after, someone pushed the door and entered.

The man pushed the door open and came in, just in time to meet my gaze looking at him.

He froze for a moment, grabbed the black hair at the back of his head and sighed: "You finally woke up..."

"Good morning, Shikamaru-kun."

I calmly beckoned to him with my hand without the pin inserted to signal him to come and sit down.

Nara Shikamaru came over and sat down on the side of the hospital bed very familiarly, staring at me with dead fish eyes: "Do you know how long I have been asleep?"

I nodded.

"Well, I slept through work hours, right?"

"It's more than that, do you think you only slept for a few hours!"

Shikamaru raised his voice as if he wanted to scold me, and realized that this is a hospital where loud noises are not allowed, so he clicked his tongue impatiently: "Just because you are in the hospital, you have been lying in bed for three days."

I froze for a moment, Shikamaru glared at me imposingly like Mr. Shikaku

"Who knows when you fainted, or that night when Tsunade-sama found out that you didn't come to Hokage, he sent me to Anbu to ask what was going on, only to find out that you were not in Anbu... You know I was seeing How do you feel about bleeding from your seven orifices, thinking about other people's health, your heart almost stopped being scared by you, bastard!"

At the last few words of this sentence, Nara Shikamaru couldn't hold back and raised his voice again.

His face, which was carved out of the same mold as Mr. Lu Jiu's, made me feel guilty as soon as I saw it.Shrinking my neck in shock, I collapsed on the head of the bed with a dispirited face under his stare.

Shikamaru let out a long sigh.

Seeing that he didn't intend to continue to get angry at me, I turned to look at him again: "...do you want to deduct your salary?"

"Are you still thinking about your salary?" He squinted at me: "You might as well think about how to deal with the anger of Fifth Generation and my father later."

"No, don't be so angry..."

It's all my uncle's fault.

He obviously moved me back home from the clan area on purpose, wouldn't it be exhausting for him to take extra effort to help me wipe the blood off my face?

Nara Shikamaru sat quietly in my ward for a long time.

He is not a talkative character, and I don't think it will be awkward if I don't say a word to him.

During this period, all the medicine bottles hanging on the drip rack were infused into the blood vessels. Before the nurse came to deal with it, Nara Shikamaru stood up and pulled out the needle for me while I was staring eagerly.

His hand quickly and lightly pulled out the needle that had penetrated into the skin on the back of my hand. Before I felt any pain, he used the medical tape and cotton ball that had been attached there to hold the needle hole to prevent bleeding.

Nara Shikamaru dropped the needle and sat down beside me again.

"Tell me, what's going on." He pressed the back of my hand without raising his head, and pointed directly at the most critical question in a somewhat understated tone: "The fifth generation's diagnosis is that you are too stressed and lack of rest. I'm unconscious, I don't know the symptoms of lack of rest and bleeding from the seven orifices."

"...Did Tsunade not say anything to my bloody face?"

"Tsunade... You should be in awe of the Fifth Hokage anyway."

Shikamaru raised his head and gave me a blank look: "Godaimu didn't see it. Before I sent you to the hospital, my heart, which was almost stopped by your fright, just kept working enough to help you get rid of the blood."

"Too reliable, Shikamaru-kun."

I am so relieved.

Shikamaru Nara is really a good teammate.

If I let others see my appearance, I may not be able to explain it clearly.

"Don't change the subject, keep talking about the main point."

The back of the hand had almost stopped the bleeding, Nara Shikamaru let go of my hand, looked at me with his arms around his shoulders and said, "What are you doing?"

"I was backlashed by the technique I performed, because my mental state is not stable." I retracted my hand and touched the back of the hand that was slightly tingling from the needle, and smiled with the corners of my lips bent, using a serious incident to explain it. Overshadow another more serious incident: "You should also know that Uchiha Sasuke's only brother is his brother who is five years older than him, and there are no twins living outside, right?"

I asked so rhetorically.

Clever is clever, but Nara Shikamaru, who is still limited by experience and age, was immediately taken away by me.

He frowned before slowly saying: "Indeed, your appearance...is very sudden."

The control of the conversation was back in my hands, and I slowly dropped another heavy message: "Actually, I come from another parallel world. I am not a twin with the same name as Sasuke at all. I am Sasuke Uchiha himself."

Nara Shikamaru's expression changed from contemplation to astonishment.

I think maybe in his heart, he may have doubts that I am not Sasuke's brother, but he has never considered another parallel dimension.

It's not a secret that I come from another world, and it doesn't matter if I tell Nara Shikamaru who has become an accomplice at this time.

Using one important point to obscure another, more terrible point, this kind of conversation technique is the same as speaking half-truth, and I am quite good at it.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to Teacher Lu Jiu for verification. Your father should know about this very well." I smiled and said, "I, I have been in this world for so long, and I want to go home..."

I murmured, the last few words barely audible.

Nara Shikamaru let out a long breath, his expression was still in disbelief, but it seemed that he was shocked by this news and had forgotten his original purpose.

He followed my rhythm and asked: "It's because of this that you..."

"That's right. I'm looking for a way to break open the space."

I answered him briskly: "It's a pity that I don't have the talent to use time and space ninjutsu. Coupled with my mental instability, the ninjutsu that was doomed to fail backfired on me. That's why you saw me bleeding from seven orifices and falling into a coma gone."

He was completely fooled by me.

"I see." After a long time, Nara Shikamaru collected his thoughts.He stood up as if he was going to leave. Before he left, he said seriously: "I won't tell others about this. You asked me to help you because of this, right? Although it is very troublesome... I will try my best to help you .”

Ah, that's not it.

I looked at Nara Shikamaru who was stupefied by me and couldn't wait to jump into the pit, and I couldn't help but feel pity for him.

I commandeered your brain to make trouble.

God teammates who believe what I say are really... great.

After fooling Nara Shikamaru, I ate a meal from Konoha Hospital that was so unpalatable that it was as bad as Bingliangwan. In the evening, I welcomed Teacher Shikajiu with a stinky face and a bad mood.

When dealing with Mr. Lu Jiu who came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, I did not choose to treat him with the same gag attitude towards his son, but before he entered the room, I got under the quilt and pretended to be too weak to get up. He looked like he was trying to sit up.

Sure enough, Teacher Lu Jiu saw me like this, although he still had a sullen face, he pushed me back to the bed very gently: "Still moving around, brat, you don't want to die, do you?"

I deliberately stretched out my right hand that had been poked by the infusion needle and rubbed the center of my eyebrows, so that Teacher Lu Jiu could clearly see a strip of medical adhesive tape on the back of my hand, and then said in an extremely weak tone: "I...I Are you causing trouble, Teacher Lu Jiu..."

"Have you given me less trouble?"

Nara Shikahisa sat down beside my bed, pushed away my right hand that was resting between his eyebrows, and poked my forehead several times with two fingers together like my brother poked my forehead when I was a child.

"Excessive pressure, lack of rest, and weak spirits. The fifth generation said that you haven't slept well for at least a month, and your nutrition can't keep up. You little bastard is relying on no one to control how much instant noodles and military food you eat. pill?"

Teacher Lu Jiu would poke me every time he said a word. He didn't move hard, as if he was worried that I would be stunned by him when I just woke up: "Why don't I know that you Anbu are so busy, even if it is Kakashi, he didn't say he was miserable enough to go to the hospital because of this kind of thing."

I saw that he wanted to make a heavy hand for the last time, so he quickly raised his injured right hand to block it.

Teacher Lu Jiu really didn't want to be cruel. He avoided my right hand, stared at the back of my hand and the bandages on my fingers, and said coldly, "Tell me, what's going on."

He spoke the exact same lines as Nara Shikamaru, but asked a different question.

"Don't try to fool me, I know very well that you Anbu are not so busy that you don't even have time to sleep."

I cover my eyes with my right hand indiscriminately, lest Mr. Lu Jiu see the flaws in my eyes, and said in an aggrieved tone: "...I can't sleep."

My voice paused for a moment, then I asked him cautiously.

"Mr. Lu Jiu, I have... worked hard, haven't I?"

He gave a "tsk".

From the cracks in my fingers, I saw Mr. Lu Jiu take out the cigarette case containing the cigarettes from his pocket a little irritably.He took one out and bit it in his mouth, not igniting it considering that this was a ward.

"Working hard is a good thing." Nara Shikahisa bit the cigarette holder, and the slender cigarette was shaking up and down in his mouth with his voice: "If you try too hard and start forcing yourself, then you owe a lesson."

Teacher Lu Jiu gave me a squinting look, as if he noticed that I was peeking at him between my fingers, and he stared at him: "Whatever you are looking at, I am talking about you."

"But the task..."

I mean something.

Teacher Lujiu seemed even more angry: "What a mission, are you desperate? Your missions for this week have already been stopped by the fifth generation."

I originally wanted to say that Tsunade stopped my quest, so the delegation can give me a week off.

But when I thought about it, Tsunade didn't need me for seven days, and I had nothing to report to Danzo, so I was relieved.

Thinking of this, I pulled up the quilt with peace of mind and went back to bed to lie down.

Teacher Lu Jiu seemed to come to see me specially. Seeing that I was so honest, he stood up from the bed in relief.

"Be honest and stay in the hospital. Don't worry about the children's family all day long. Just learn from my son."

Your son almost made me fall into a big trap today, you know.

"Really, when Shikamaru said you were in the hospital, Yoshino even scolded me for being a teacher..." Mr. Shikahisa stretched out his hand and rubbed my head twice while complaining.

The teacher's hands are bigger than when I was 17 years old, rough and warm, just like my father whose face has been blurred in my memory.

Teacher Lu Jiu said gently: "Sleep well, no matter what...there is still a teacher."

I obediently closed my eyes.

Nara Shikahisa's steady footsteps sounded and then disappeared, and the ward became quiet again.

I didn't feel sleepy at all, but I closed my eyes and didn't open them.

The door of the ward opened and closed, and the nurse who thought I was still sleeping lightly inserted the infusion needle and left quietly.

The room was very quiet, and I lay motionless on the bed and began to count the sound of medicine dripping from the hanging bottle.

The last ray of the setting sun did not reach below the horizon, and the dark night shrouded the sky.

I suddenly opened my eyes and turned over to sit up, glanced at the medicine bottle hanging on the drip rack, and pulled out the needle on the back of my hand.

Compared with Nara Shikamaru's slightly rougher action, a little bit of blood vessels and skin were broken, and the blood beads soaked through the cotton ball and adhesive tape.I dipped some blood on the back of my hand with my left hand, and pressed it directly on the bed after the seal was formed.

For the first time, the silver "cat" and the black "dog" appeared in front of me at the same time.

Ninja Cat and Ninja Dog looked at each other, turned their heads away in disgust, and looked at me at the same time.

I also know that Ninja Cat Ninja Dog is born to be wrong, but this is not the time to adjust the feud between cats and dogs: "I have something to do with you two."

The ninja dog named Mao straightened his petite body seriously: "Please tell me."

But Ninja Cat named Dog tilted his head and asked blankly: "Are you going to fight?"

This shows that the two have different personalities.

I stroked the heads of the cat and the dog one by one, and said to the cat first: "Go to my house, transform into me and take care of me for two days. If you have money at home, you can buy whatever you want. To buy it, go to Kakashi's house, he has dog food. I'm going out for a while, and don't bother anyone looking for you in the past two days."

"Excuse me, Master Sasuke." The cat disagreed: "Your current physical condition does not seem to be suitable for action."

"Don't worry, I have the numbers."

The little ninja dog sighed old-fashionedly, and finally acquiesced in my choice, jumped out along the window of the ward and ran all the way home.

Watching the cat leave, the real ninja cat named Dog couldn't wait to wag its tail: "What about me, what about me? This is the first time you have summoned me since you concluded the contract!"

I put my index finger against the dog's mouth to signal him to be quiet, and then I opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet of the hospital bed, and found the paper and ballpoint pen used to record the medical records.

Tear off a page and I leave it 'Can't sleep in the hospital, I'm going home to recuperate. ' With these words, I got up from the bed and found out the clothes and ninja tools I had brought with me before I was hospitalized.

Take out the uniform from the scroll, and put away the Anbe uniform.I took off my hospital gown and put on Uchiha's clan gown.

The dog kept looking at me eagerly, but obediently kept silent because of my instructions.

The grass shaving sword was inserted horizontally behind the waist, and after everything was packed, I patted the dog on the head.

"You go out with me for a few days. I'm really not in a good state. The battles these days are...please."

The author has something to say: I came back too late yesterday to write an update, so I made it up overnight.

In the last chapter, Mr. Ka, who I sent out to do tasks outside the village, didn’t know that his child pretended to be dizzy and ended up in the hospital. Mr. Ka missed the plot.

Sasuke, who was offline in the next chapter, comes online.