[Hokage] I don't need that kind of thing at all

In Konoha Village, which has experienced turmoil, most of the buildings have been more or less damaged, showing a decadent beauty in the dim light of the setting sun.

When the sound ninja and sand ninja completely retreated, Konoha officials began to gather all the ninjas participating in the battle to count the casualties, and at the same time give emergency treatment to the injured.

Uchiha Itachi watched Mizuki Ibuki go to the assembly point near the venue, and after confirming that nothing would happen again, he untied the avatar.

After the incident completely subsided, Mizuki Ibuki returned to the apartment with Yemao curled up in his arms and dozing, with a stiff expression on his face.

"Reaper?" After listening to Mizuki Ibuki's explanation of the ghoul seal, Ye Mang couldn't help laughing. "You say that something that only scares children is the Grim Reaper?"

Mizuki Yibuki, who was frightened at a glance, pursed the corners of her lips, slid her fingertips to the soft fur on the back of Yezang's neck and rubbed it back and forth twice, holding back so hard that she didn't pinch her: "...Are you the god of death? "

Being able to send him to this world, and to directly seal up the ghouls and summon the summoned "Reaper", Mizuki Ibuki really couldn't think of his identity.

"You're flattering me too much." After entering the entrance, Ye Man jumped out of his arms, lying on the armrest of the sofa and wagging his tail. "I'm just affiliated with the Resurrection Division, but after so long now, I should also be dismissed by the Division."

"Resurrection Division?" Mizuki Yibuki was startled.

"There should be a similar saying in your original world." Ye Mang closed his eyes and explained slowly. "The Resurrection Division is one of the 72 Divisions of the Netherworld. It is in charge of the fate of the dead. Every once in a while in the human world, there will be people who have not yet lived their lives but died due to accidents. Kick back to the mortal world. Ah, that's right..." Ye Mang raised one eye lazily. "You're one of those unlucky ones."

Unlucky?The corner of Mizuki Ibuki's eyes twitched.

"But your kid's fate is so hard that you even pulled me over." Having said that, Ye Mang bared his teeth dissatisfiedly at him. "After so long, you didn't take the initiative to apologize to me!"

Mizuki Yibuki changed into her slippers and walked in, slumped on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, deciding not to apologize even if she died.

"It doesn't matter to me anyway." Ye Mang gently brushed his chin with his tail. "This world is not bad. There are no rewards and punishments hanging over your head. It doesn't matter if you sleep every day."

Mizuki Yibuki scratched his words from the beginning, and frowned: "Does this have anything to do with you being able to kill the 'Reaper' who has sealed all the ghouls?"

"It's just a soul-like creature artificially created through a technique. It can't even compare to the little ghosts at the bottom of the nether world. It's a breeze to destroy it." Ye Mang didn't care. "This world doesn't have any rules and restrictions on the Yin and Yang worlds, and the creators are the humans in your original world. From a certain point of view... I can be regarded as a half-hearted Nether Master here."

Mizuki Yibuki was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this, jumped up from the sofa, sat up straight and looked at him: "Then people in this world... can you control life and death?"

"This statement is a bit too exaggerated." Ye Man tilted his head, trying to organize his words. "It's only for those who died in vain. There are very few such unlucky people."

"Cut." Mizuki Yibuki threw her body back on the sofa in disappointment. "It turns out that I can only deal with unlucky ones. I thought I could conquer the world by relying on you."

"I said you..." Ye Man laughed angrily. "I saved your life anyway, you still despise me?"

"That's your duty." Mizuki Yibuki rolled his eyes. "It's a waste of emotion to talk so many gods and gods, but can't bring the dead back to life."

At that moment just now, he directly thought of Uchiha Itachi, and almost bit his tongue with excitement.

"You look like this, I really want to slap you!" Ye Man stood up directly, raised his tail and made a comparison in front of his eyes.

Mizuki Yibuki tilted her head to the side, instead of continuing to bicker with Yechan as usual, her brows were furrowed, and she was slightly lost in thought.

Ye Chong looked up at his lowered eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's not impossible to revive, but the conditions are relatively harsh."

"What condition?" Mizuki Yibuki's eyes lit up.

Ye Man shook the beards on both sides of the three-petal mouth, lay down again on the armrest, and said slowly: "Persistence."

Mizuki Yifuki narrowed his eyes, his expression became a little subtle: "..."

"The dead souls will develop resentment if they are too attached to the people, things, and things of their lives, and they will fall into ghosts that cannot enter reincarnation." Ye Mang explained. "Too little attachment has become your last wish. The most serious thing is to find someone to fulfill it." He paused, and then said: "As for obsession, the degree of attachment is neither too much nor too little. You have to do it yourself, attach yourself to the people and things you cherish, or wander in places related to yourself. The soul body of this kind of dead soul is not pure, and it is contaminated with too much popularity. Not to them."

Mizuki Yibuki was stunned: "So...until they finish what they want to do, can they reincarnate?"

"Revenant, how can I accomplish what I want to do." Ye Mang gave him a suspicious look.

"That's why you were resurrected?" Mizuki Ibuki guessed.

"Fart!" Ye Mang couldn't help but cursed. "If I dare to do that, I will be chopped into ashes!"

"Then what do they do?"

"It will be gone after ten years." Ye Yan hummed. "The soul body is broken into slag, and it can fly all over the world when blown by the wind."

Mizuki Ibuki sighed with regret, and looked at him: "You are so cruel."

Ye Man was so angry that his beard trembled, he stood up and spun around, and then fell down again after calming down: "This kind of dead soul is rare in the first place. I have only seen two cases since I took office until now."

"It's all gone?" Mizuki Ibuki reached out and touched his back, smoothing his fur.

"One is not in front of my eyes, and the other—" Ye Mang dragged out the end of his voice comfortably. "Resurrected by me."

Mizuki Yibuki's hands froze all of a sudden, and he lifted the flesh from the back of Yekan's neck and lifted it in front of his eyes: "Didn't you say that you would be chopped into ashes if you did that?"

"That was in the original world." Ye Mang slapped his paw on the back of his hand. "I can't sense the Nether Division here at all, who can control me. And that dead soul... has something to do with you."

"Me?" Mizuki raised her eyebrows and opened her eyes wide in surprise. "... died with me?"

"No, when you came to this world, space and time were distorted for a short time, and he was probably implicated in that gap." Ye Mang recalled. "At first I didn't know you were not in Konoha, so I tried to find you nearby, and found him by accident."

"So who is that person?" Mizuki Ibuki moved towards him curiously.

"I don't know." Ye Man rolled his eyes at him. "Of course I was busy looking for you. I had a brief conversation with him. I only knew that he originally belonged to this world, but he came from the future."

"The future? This world?" Mizuki Ibuki looked at him incredulously, and organized the keywords again by himself. "From the future of this world? Brought by me?"

"Why do you look so proud." Ye Man suppressed the urge to stretch out his claws and scratch his face.

"I'm just curious." Mizuki Yibuki saw through his thoughts and reached out to hold his two front paws. "Then since you can resurrect him, then the others..."

"Yi Chui." Ye Mang interrupted him, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but he continued. "This kind of obsessed soul seems to me to be close to reality. I have been with you for so many years, and I have never encountered such a soul again."

Hearing these words, Mizuki Ibuki seemed to be choking on something, and Sora looked at him with his mouth open, like a poor cat that was poured a bucket of cold water.

"The word 'obsession' just sounds simple." Ye Man sighed. "Not everyone has it."

Therefore, the water tree was doomed not to come back in the beginning.Ye Man really couldn't bear to say the last half of the sentence.

Mizuki Yibuki flicked his gaze to the side, suppressed the embarrassment in his eyes, and then curled the corners of his mouth: "I know."

Ye Mang pulled his paw out of his palm, pressed it on the back of Mizuki Yibuki's hand and patted it.

Mizuki Ibuki closed his eyes and leaned back, crossing his fingers on his stomach, thinking about Mizuki Yoshimoto for a while, and then began to think about Uchiha Itachi involuntarily.

What Uchiha Itachi wants is that the lives of him and Sasuke will not be threatened in any way, and that they will have the strength to gain a foothold in the ninja world in the future.In a few years, Uchiha Sasuke and Mizuki Ibuki will gradually grow up as he wished, as for this always gentle brother——

Mizuki Yibuki frowned.

--will die.

Today's series of accidents consume a lot of energy and physical energy, Mizuki Ibuki is nestled on the sofa and thinking about it randomly, the tiredness that penetrates into the limbs and bones slowly rushes to the brain, unexpectedly so unknowingly fell asleep.

Mizuki Yibuki did not sleep for a long time, but his body had the illusion that he had slept for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, the living room was already dark, with only a few gleams of light coming through the window before the setting sun completely set.Ye Mang, who was lying on the armrest, has disappeared, and he is the only one left on the sofa.

"Hmm..." Mizuki Yibuki snorted sleepily, stretched out his hand to touch his sore neck, and was about to get up to turn on the light, but found a vague figure standing in front of him.

That little bit of drowsiness traveled a hundred and eight thousand miles in no time.

Mizuki Yibuki quickly moved his right hand to the sofa, trying to jump away, but felt that the figure in front of him was somewhat familiar.He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and heaved a long sigh of relief: "Sasuke, it's you." After speaking, he relaxed his body and stretched vigorously.

Uchiha Sasuke stood in front of him, looking down at him, his facial features could not be seen clearly in the dim environment, only his eyes were shimmering from the light.

"Why don't you turn on the light when you're back?" Mizuki Yibuki looked up at him. "By the way, your injury... I'll help you deal with it."

As he spoke, he sat up from the sofa, trying to find the emergency medicine kit in the bedroom.

As soon as Mizuki Ibuki took a step, Uchiha Sasuke grabbed his wrist tightly.

Mizuki Yibuki swayed from being pulled by him, and looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Uchiha Sasuke didn't speak, just looked at him fixedly.

"Sasuke?" Mizuki Ibuki turned back to face him, leaned forward, and saw a slender bloodstain on Uchiha Sasuke's cheek by the faint light shining into the living room. "The face is hurt no matter what." He raised his fingertips and gently covered Uchiha Sasuke's cheek.

Uchiha Sasuke pursed the corners of his lips tightly, his eyes fixed on Mizuki Ibuki.

The other party was leaning in front of his face and looking at the wound carefully, his warm breath came towards his face with a faint fragrance, his slender and curly eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly because of nervousness, his dark eyes were still There is mist like waking up from sleep.Even in the dim surroundings, those eyes were still exceptionally clear to him.

After staring at the bloodstain for a while, Mizuki Ibuki realized that he should turn on the light first, but Uchiha Sasuke still held his wrist tightly.

"Sasuke." Mizuki Yifuki twitched twice, unable to break free at all, had to look at him helplessly. "Let go of your hands first."

As soon as the words fell, the hand encircling his wrist increased its strength.

The helplessness in Mizuki Ibuki's eyes turned into confusion, watching Uchiha Sasuke blinked slowly.

The two stood facing each other in front of the sofa, their eyes intertwined, and they were relatively speechless.

I don't know if it's because the living room is too dark, but Mizuki Ibuki always feels that the eyes in front of him are darker than usual.He thought of Sasuke looking up at him at the venue today, his heart skipped a beat, and his fingertips moved accordingly.

Just as a bold guess was about to pop into his mind, Uchiha Sasuke held his wrist and pulled it back.Mizuki Yibuki crashed into his arms unexpectedly, and was surrounded by a pair of lean and powerful arms.

Uchiha Sasuke's movement was too sudden, and Mizuki Ibuki subconsciously raised the other arm up to resist, so that the hand that was not held before was sandwiched between himself and Sasuke, directly covering the opponent's In front of her chest, it seemed that her actions at this time were like a little bird clinging to a person... a bit girly.

Mizuki Yibuki felt embarrassed and wanted to move his hand.However, Sasuke Uchiha hugged him too tightly, and he could hardly move in his arms.

Mizuki opened his mouth, wanting to express his guess, hesitated for a moment and then gave up the idea, Jing Jing was embraced by Uchiha Sasuke, waiting for the other party to ask him who the person standing next to him today was.

"Ibuki." Uchiha Sasuke was silent for a long time, and finally whispered in his ear.

Mizuki Yifuki clenched her fingertips nervously.

"I told you earlier." Unexpectedly, Sasuke Uchiha didn't ask him any questions. "If you have anything, you must tell me." His voice lowered and lowered, but the strength of his arms gradually increased.

Mizuki Ibuki was stunned, and turned his neck to the side, but he could only see the messy ends of Uchiha Sasuke's hair.

"Why..." Uchiha Sasuke finally spit out these three words lightly, and then continued to remain silent.

Mizuki Ibuki always felt that Sasuke vaguely knew something, but he really didn't dare to take the initiative to say the name "Uchiha Itachi" in Sasuke's ear.

He wanted to hug her back, but he couldn't pull his hands out, so he touched Sasuke Uchiha's shoulder with his chin, and said in a voice so soft that he couldn't hear clearly, "I'm sorry."

Mizuki Ibuki didn't know if Uchiha Sasuke could hear clearly, but he just felt that the other party gently rubbed his ear tip with his cheek.

The author has something to say: I feel like it will end around Chapter [-]... But I don't feel quite sure _(:з」∠)_ I used to think it would end in Chapter [-]...