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

Shisui heard what I said and didn't ask any more questions. At this time, Orochimaru also came late with Mitarai Red Beans. I always think he did it on purpose.

"It seems that my students are quite capable, which is amazing."

His eyes lingered on me as if he had discovered something interesting. I was so horrified that the skin of my whole body tightened, and the alarm bells in my brain rang.

Just listen to the other party's next sentence: "The supplies are still intact, let's continue the mission."

In the end, the supplies were sent to the front line without any danger. There was no comparison to the rear, where the corpses lay on the ground, and blood flowed like a river. It was a real purgatory on earth.

Only at this time did I truly feel the cruelty and bloodiness of war.

On the way back, the hearts of the few of us were very heavy. It was the first time to kill someone. No matter how decisively and mentally prepared, I couldn’t stand it, let alone this Uchiha who was younger than me. , a girl who, despite her age, probably didn't see much blood.

Due to an accident during the mission, Dashemaru rarely let us go back early. I was about to leave on the front foot, but he stopped me on the back foot.

"Teacher Orochimaru? What's the matter?" I wondered why Orochimaru was the only one calling me, and I couldn't help but become vigilant.

I still don't like being alone with this person very much, there is always a feeling of being watched.

"Don't you know the reason why I called you? Senshou who owns Sharingan, Mr. Ri Zhan really gave me a big surprise."

My eyes widened suddenly, and I quickly calculated the probability of getting away after fighting him. I subconsciously put my hand on the saber at my waist, and I was about to pull it out in the next second.

I'm staring at Orochimaru.

It seems that I guessed right before, Orochi Maruyuki has actually been watching Shisui and me nearby, and I'm afraid he also saw the whole process of me using Sharingan.

"Oshemaru-sensei was ordered by Hokage-sama to guide me, so you don't know my background?"

Now that the window paper has been torn, I don't want to pretend anymore, so I just tear my skin open and face each other calmly, and say what I should say.

"Of course I know, but Mr. Hirizhan didn't tell me that you have opened your eyes." Orochimaru's deep voice slowly passed by my ears, like a snake seeing its prey, "Maybe the teacher doesn't know at all, You are so tight...Let me guess, besides that little Uchiha, Tsunade should also know."

"Yes, Tsunade-sama did know about this, but she didn't tell the higher-ups in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. What? Is Mr. Orochimaru going to make a small report to the third generation?"

I forced myself to calm down, no matter how young and mature I am, I am only an eight-year-old child, and I will definitely lose against a ninja with kage-level strength like Orochimaru.

But if he really wanted to tell me, he wouldn't come to me alone, but he had to find out what his purpose was. You must know that Danzo was still watching over him, and that old man was very sensitive to the Uchiha clan. Difference.

"Of course not, I'm just here to make a deal with you."

"What deal? What else can I, a child, catch your eyes?"

Orochimaru seemed to be delighted by me, and laughed lowly, "I want to study your Sharingan... Oh don't worry, I won't do anything to you, but I used to have a few under my hand when I was on the battlefield Uchiha, but if Uchiha's Sharingan is used too much, his eyesight will be slightly reduced. So I want to know how it will affect when you, a mixed race of Senju and Uchiha, use Sharingan."

"What do I gain from making this deal with you?"

I frowned, not sure why he would know about Uchiha's vision loss due to excessive use of eyes, it seems that he has planned for Sharingan for a long time.

But... If you use Sharingan too much, your eyesight will decrease?This is the first time I've heard of it.

"There are a lot of ninjutsu in my laboratory that you can't learn outside, and I can teach you all of them, of course, if you don't even look at them..." His voice was drawn out, and his eyes glanced at the saber on my waist , "I also know a thing or two about knife skills."

"You just need to draw a tube of blood and come to me every day to let me study your Sharingan, and I can teach you everything. This deal is very good." Da Shewan licked his lips and waited calmly. Looking at my answer, it seems inevitable, and I firmly believe that I will agree to him.

I really wanted to say yes to him right away.

But I held back, pretending to be thinking still had to be done.

"Okay, I promise you."

For me, this is actually a business that can make a profit without losing money, and it is impossible to say that I am not tempted.Recently, the basic learning of the sealing technique is almost done, so you can put it aside for a while and continue to study it when you have time.

And I'm not from the Uchiha family, so I don't have much feeling for the existence of Sharingan. If he really wants to do something, it's what Uchiha has to worry about. Tsunade is there and looks at Orochimaru and dare not say much rash.

"Let's start next week, I'm going to finish my previous study."

Orochimaru was not in a hurry, anyway, the meat in his mouth couldn't escape, so he let me go back.

Since then, he has really kept this matter secret, and he kept it in his stomach until he rebelled against the village and left, but that will be another story.

"Shisui? Why are you still here?" As soon as I walked to a corner, I saw Uchiha Shisui leaning against the wall as if waiting for himself to come out.

"I...you said you wanted to tell me about this matter." Shisui pointed to his eyes, "You know, I'm a Uchiha."

Also, if Uchiha really knew about it, it would be hard to explain.

I looked around and saw the people walking back and forth around us, and at the same time, I also felt Konoha Anbu in some hidden corners, so I whispered in his ear: "This is not a place to talk, let's talk in another place."

In the end, the two of us agreed to go to the dessert shop to eat and chat while Zhishui ordered a plate of three-color meatballs and I ordered a bowl of double-skin milk.

"that..."

"Wait for Zhishui, don't talk." I casually opened the scroll in my arms and set up a small sound-proof array. This is the most basic sealing technique, the kind that is drawn in the scroll in advance and then released instantly.

After I was fully prepared, I said, "Okay, now we can talk."

Zhishui didn't know what to say when he saw that I showed my hand, he just marveled.

I put my hand on his head.

"You must have a lot of problems. Of course, you can rest assured that my Sharingan is my own, not a transplant from Uchiha's Sharingan."

I scooped a spoonful of double skin milk sprinkled with red beans, and it tasted sweet, soft and waxy in my throat, and I was in a good mood.

"You are a Uchiha and also my teammate. Since you found out, I didn't intend to hide it from you. Let's put it this way, my father is a Senju, my mother is a Uchiha, and I am Senju and Uchiha half-breed—you understand that?"

Zhishui nodded vigorously, he believed this statement without any doubt, and didn't know what to say.

Although most of the people in the big family are intermarried within the clan, of course it is limited to "most", and there are also a very small number of people who choose to live with foreigners.If this was put in the Warring States Period, it would definitely not be allowed, but since the first generation of Hokage established Konoha, and the peaceful coexistence between clans, it is not uncommon and strange for people.

Besides, it's none of your business who other people hang out with.

"I don't mind if you tell Mr. Fuyue, but if you want to tell it, it's best to tell it in private. I believe he will handle this matter well. If this matter is exposed, not only he but also I will cause trouble. Necessary trouble."

I said dryly, even if it was found out, it would just be a little more troublesome. That old bastard in Danzo would at most be wary of me and would not do anything out of the ordinary. Could it be that he really treats the third generation as a display? .

"Okay, I will tell the patriarch truthfully."

"Thank you so much! I'll treat you as a thank you for your meatballs." I looked at him with a smile on my face, and it was really nice to have a friend I could trust.

Zhishui didn't shirk after hearing this, and let me invite this meal.

The revolutionary friendship between the two of us has been forged since then.

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I have to re-read the black history I wrote last year to post an article, which really blinded me.