Every time I'm lazy, I'm putting on big things, and I'm very tired today

When I arrived, the enchantment in the center of the battlefield had disappeared, and Nine Tails had been re-sealed.But I was still at a loss for the situation in front of me, and my feet were as if they had been filled with lead.

what did i see?

I saw Minato-sensei and Kushina-san lying on the ruins-like open space, life and death unknown.The two who were smiling and stroking their hair the day before were as lifeless as a dead body.

I saw the blond baby crying in Sandai's arms, and the seal on the stomach showed the final destination of Kyuubi.

At this moment, I feel like the sky is falling.

The third generation's voice seemed so unreal to my ears, but I still heard his commanding voice.

"Send it to Konoha Hospital immediately and summon the medical ninjas."

I suddenly came back to my senses and shouted: "I am a medical ninja! Let me see their injuries!"

"Yanichi, why are you here!" Sandai was shocked and angry at my appearance and disobeying orders.

I pushed away the ninja who wanted to stop me, and picked up Kushina, who was still breathing, and delivered medical chakra to her body.

"Master Sandai, this—" the Jonin who was pushed away had a tangled expression.

Sandai sighed and waved his hand: "Forget it, let him see, Hikoichi is Konoha's better medical ninja."

Maybe it was because of my medical skills, Kushina's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes as hard as she could, staring at me blankly with somewhat lax eyes.

"Is... Xiaoyi..."

"It's me." I wiped away my tears, and my hands didn't dare to stop, "Hurry up and stop talking."

Kushina forced a smile. In my opinion, she has no desire to live anymore: "Xiaoyi, I'm dying...don't waste chakra on me."

"No, you won't die, I will definitely save you, stop talking!!" I yelled loudly, as if I wanted to vent the grief and anger in my heart, I don't know why I was angry.

Tears overflowed my eyes, flowed unstoppably, and flowed into my mouth, salty and bitter.

I also know that my medical skills are a drop in the bucket for the current Kushina, the vitality in her body has been exhausted, and the current situation of trying to speak is more like a flashback.

I transported chakra like crazy, quite a feeling of breaking a can.

Why...why is the life force of the teacher's wife constantly draining.

Stop it for me! !

stop now.

Please, please stop...

My mood is extremely sad.

"Xiaoyi...that child's name is Naruto, which Minato and I named based on Mr. Jiraiya's novel..."

Kushina coughed up a mouthful of blood, ignored my words, and continued to explain the funeral to himself: "From now on, you will be his brother, Naruto... I'll leave it to you."

I sniffed and wiped away my tears: "Mrs., I understand. I will take good care of Naruto."

Even now, I have to accept the fact that I can't save Kushina.

I lowered my head and suppressed my trembling voice, letting the hot tears soak the hem of my clothes.

At this time, a hand touched my cheek and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. I raised my head in a daze and looked at Kushina.

I only heard the other party concerned and said: "Xiaoyi, there will be no Minato and I to urge you... You have to eat on time, and you can't skip lunch because you are too devoted to study. Put on more clothes so you don't freeze yourself..."

Maybe because he realized that his life was coming to an end, Kushina's chattering voice became smaller and smaller.

"I will, I will..."

At this moment, it was as if I was strangled by the throat, and I could only answer every word of her mechanically.

"Don't cry, Xiao Yi is so good-looking, you should smile more."

Following her words, I gritted my teeth and wiped away the tears on my face indiscriminately, pulling the corners of my mouth to raise a smile with difficulty.

I think my expression must be uglier than crying at this time.

I can't laugh at all.

How could it be possible to laugh in this situation!

Seeing this, Kushina smiled in relief, as if her strength had been emptied in an instant, she closed her eyes in the next second and was lifeless.

I held her hand trembling in disbelief, and my voice gradually broke.

"Master...Master!!!"

The hysterical shouts echoed in the dead space. I have never felt so hopeless and powerless. I once again asked myself why I learned medical ninjutsu.

It was the same with my father's death when I was five years old, and now with Kushina's death.

I can be regarded as experiencing Tsunade's feeling of watching his younger brother and lover die in front of his own eyes, but he couldn't save him.

That was so sad, so sad, an unbearable pain in life.

Life is too fragile, and medical ninjutsu cannot save everyone.

But only strength, only when you are strong can you protect your important people from harm.

I clenched my fist tightly, letting my fingernails sink deeply into my palm.

"Yanichi, your eyes are bleeding, hurry up..."

Sandai's voice stopped abruptly the moment I looked at him.

I saw what I was like at this time through the sight in his eyes—the scarlet windmill-like pattern appeared in the eyes, like flowers blooming in the dark night, mixed with remorse, despair, and unwillingness, blending into such a pair of exciting Eyes beyond words.

It seems that as long as you take a look at it, you will be deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate yourself.

Under the pain of the deaths of four generations of couples, my Sharingan has evolved.

No wonder Fu Yue was unwilling to tell me about the evolution of Sharingan at that time. It turned out that this evolution required a heavy price.

Is this Sharingan?

Cursed eyes that feed on pain and evolve.

Sure enough, great power is accompanied by boundless pain.

After that, Sandai Sarutobi Hiruzen immediately blocked the news from anyone present, and the well-informed Danzo and Sandai quarreled about this issue, and finally had to give up at the latter's insistence.

In the end, this matter was not publicized, and it was still only known among a few people in Konoha's senior management.

After the death of the fourth generation, the whole village was immersed in great sorrow. The third generation had no choice but to pick up the Hokage hat and go out of the mountain again, and continue to sit in the Hokage building until the successor of the new generation of Hokage appears.

Of course that's not what I need to worry about.

I don't want to pay attention to the high-level shit, and it has nothing to do with me.

On the day of Minato and Kushina's funeral, my expression was very calm, not at all the mood that an important person who died should have.

Something has changed, but it also doesn't seem to have changed.

Afterwards, I rejected the hospital's invitation, gave up continuing to live as a medical ninja, and put on my saber to be active on the battlefields of all sizes.

On the battlefield, I finally found a new pursuit of life. Stepping on the bones of the enemy brought me great pleasure, and every cell in my excitement was clamoring for joy.The repressed mood was released, and I could vent my anger to my heart's content. I couldn't be more happy watching those ninjas who ran away as soon as they saw me.

Since then, I have understood that I may be more suitable on the battlefield than in the rear.

what's wrong with me...

I may be crazy.

The black long knife was stuck in the enemy's body, I covered my face, and tears covered my face again unconsciously.

I hate war so much.

I also hate myself lost in the war.

The author has something to say:

我想了想，反正每个作者的设定都会有所不同，大家当我里面写的是二设就够了，不要较真啦。感谢在2020-08-1618:51:19~2020-08-1622:46:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Monroe;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!