[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Naruto and his actions, as expected, caused a huge wave among ninjas.

This can probably be said to be the most exaggerated update of the Three Views in recent years. For the first time, the ninjas knew that they were alienated from the civilians. Apart from the fact that there was a real gap in strength between them and ordinary people, there was another group of ninjas. People are struggling with separation.

What's more, what they can't accept is that this other group of people are all ninjas.

As people from different families, it is impossible for them to regard all ninjas as their brothers, but there is still a trust hidden in their hearts. They feel that everyone is a ninja, so they cannot achieve absolute trust, at least not to stab in the back.

As a result, they were not only stabbed, but had been stabbed for many years. If this situation was not suddenly revealed, they don't know how long they would have been kept secret.

After finishing the first mission, Madara and the others took advantage of the chaos to lurk again, and the other organization they were targeting was equally silent. After all, the existence of this kind of organization is a good hand to pull hatred, completely overshadowing Koma Kore Yayoi's limelight.

"If you don't make a move, it's fine, but if you make a move, it's big news."

Uchiha Tsukimi and Yayoi, who came back with the wine jar, sighed: "Now the streets and alleys are talking about this matter, and everyone's discussion focuses on ninjas."

"It's just that once someone turns the conversation to the nobles, the situation is completely different."

After being oppressed for so many years, even if the opportunity to overthrow the other party was presented, no one dared to seize it.

As long as life can go on, and it is not so bad that it cannot survive at all, these people who are good at patience will live on step by step.

They are still struggling for food and clothing. Before this problem is solved, the common people will not accept how round the pie is.

"Just wait a little longer."

Yayoi Komaeda enjoyed the rare peace. After the truth was revealed, the aristocratic class fell into panic. They more or less knew the existence of this organization, but for the stability of their own rule, they unanimously chose to turn a blind eye.

Some things don't feel right after you get used to them. The nobles know how many innocent people died, and how many ninjas died on the battlefield because of their one thought.

But so what, if you don't want to, you can also refuse.

The vicious multiple-choice questions were placed in front of the ninja, and he could only be forced to make a choice.

Just as nobles are used to oppressing ninjas and civilians, ninjas are also used to being in a weak position. They have many reasons to comfort themselves, such as buying food and medicine from merchants, iron ore for making weapons, and medicinal materials for healing. We must rely on each other.

Ninjas are good at patience and not treating themselves as human beings. Only in this way can they survive under oppression.

But now, these reasons for brainwashing themselves have been ripped off, and the ninjas have grief and indignation in their hearts, and at the same time, they also have the feeling that it was so.

It's not that they are unaware of the truth hidden under the "facts", but this kind of truth is useless to them. The deeper they investigate and the more they know, the less happy they will live.

And the happiness that belongs to them is so small, a flower blooming, a piece of malt candy are all objects worth aftertaste.

Life is already painful enough, everyone is drunk and you are sober alone, the consequence is that when other people are still touched by that tiny happiness, you can only suffer quietly on the sidelines.

It is precisely because of the smiling faces of other people that people who know the truth can keep their minds steady and go on. When they are alone, there are few things to think about, but when there are other clansmen standing behind them, they must learn to Turn a blind eye.

The nobles naturally acquired this skill, and the ninjas also subtly changed it into their default state.

"But it will hurt."

Uchiha Tsukimi had also experienced this heart-wrenching feeling himself. He wanted to scream at the sky, asking God why their ninjas had to suffer such a fate, and questioning each other, if someone hadn't revealed the truth, they Is it necessary to suffer from generation to generation?

However, no god will answer this question.

Yuejian could only bury the pain in her heart, and vent her resentment on the people in these organizations, as well as the nobles behind them.

The blood shed by those high-ranking nobles is no different from that of ninjas.

Same red, same hot.

The only difference is that ninjas are used to silently licking their wounds after being injured, swallowing their grievances and sorrows, while the nobles are miserably clutching their wounds, lowering their proud heads to beg for mercy .

How ridiculous, this kind of coward is the object they have always obeyed.

Listening to the other party's orders, he used his own life as a bargaining chip to bet that he would die if he was not careful.

"Really, it will hurt."

Uchiha Tsukimi emphasized in a low voice, the pain was so painful that he thought his soul would be split in two, half said it would be good to do so, and would be "happy", while the other half pointed a knife at himself, preferring to go I don't want to go on like this anymore.

"Then at least after the current pain is over, the future will be different."

Yayoi Komaeda pushed the wine glass to Tsukimi, motioning him to have a taste of the glass: "The spirits I found with great difficulty are different from the ones you usually drink."

The spicy liquid irritated all the way from the tip of the tongue to the stomach, and the throat and esophagus along the way were cut and burnt.

But it is very happy.

He didn't wait for Yayoi Komaeda to add more wine, so he lifted the wine jar and poured it into the cup, one cup after another, until his whole body turned pink and didn't let go.

Still a child after all.

Komaeda stroked Tsukimi's hair, sent this big friend to the next room, and covered him with a quilt before leaving.

This cruel world makes them grow up quickly as ninjas, but it doesn't give them a matching strong heart. Those fragile thoughts and ideas will always be smashed to pieces by the calmness of reality.

This is especially true for the people of the Uchiha clan, who are born with delicate and sensitive nerves.

Sometimes I wish they would be more nervous, so that even if they are in pain, they can withdraw quickly after the pain is over, so as not to let themselves be haunted by the past.

It's just that this possibility is too low. The Uchiha family are a group of people who like to carry the pain of others on their shoulders.

People can't help but want to stretch out their hands when they see it, don't let these geniuses fall early.

"Have a good dream."

There is everything in the dream, at least in the dream, you can enjoy a moment of leisure.

After settling down his "little servant", Yayoi Komaeda, a nobleman, still has a lot to do. The various threads he buried before are almost ready to be lifted, and with the transmission of the black mist, he and Naruto and the others Getting in touch is a piece of cake.

"Mr. Gray, can you also let out the dead wood for ventilation?"

Hei Wu looked at Sidangmu, who was holding his knees motionless inside the small cube, and felt sorry for him.

I'm used to seeing the other party's flamboyant secondary school appearance, this kind of rare fragility is too poignant for him, a man with a nanny heart.

"It's not impossible."

Komaeda shook the cube, caught Shigaraki's resentful look, and released him.

Coming out of the transparent but narrow space around him, Sigangmu standing on the wooden floor was in a trance.

"Is there anything you want me to do?"

He tugged at his messy bangs nervously.

"No." Yayoi Komaeda pointed at the opposite side of her and let Ikugaraki sit down. "Speaking of which, the special barbecue here is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

"Don't think that I will betray the teacher by doing this."

Sikuomu gnawed on his nails, blood oozes again from his chapped lips: "I will never betray the teacher."

Yayoi Komaeda got tired of hearing this sentence, basically, Shigaraki had to repeat it every time he came out, and he didn't know whether he was telling Komaeda or himself.

"Then I'll have someone deliver one."

Ignoring Ikugaraki's speech, Yayoi Komaeda slapped her hands twice, and the maid waiting outside the door responded softly, opened the wooden door and came in, setting up the small table and food with brisk hands and feet.

The small charcoal stove is emitting heat, and the plate next to it is filled with meat slices made into flower shapes according to different parts.

"Then I'll give the things to Mr. Naruto first."

Heiwu gave Sikuomu a "you must hold on" look, pulled his hand, opened the portal and walked in.

The two of them were quite passive in this different world, and Kurogi realized early on that it would be impossible to leave here without the help of Yayoi Komaeda.

Compared with Shigaraki, who had been stubborn for a while, the mature adult Kurogiri chose to become Yayoi Komaeda's helper, using his own efforts in exchange for the two people's gradually becoming more comfortable living conditions.

Being able to come out once in a while to get some air is one of them.

Staying in a small place for too long is not good for physical and mental development. Although the small square is transparent, this suffocation that is visible to the outside world but intangible can drive a person crazy.

Shigangmu was already seriously ill, and Heiwu really didn't want to see him get worse.

"Eat."

Yayoi Komaeda skilfully picked up a piece of butter and slid it on the iron grid, and then put the meat slices on top: "The food here is much more delicious than ours. Since the emergence of individuality, most people have no thoughts Going to live a normal life."

Komaeda has never experienced the chaotic situation when the personality first appeared, but AFO has continued to do evil for decades, and OFA has gathered enough power to defeat it after passing on so many people.

Sigangmu put the meat on the wire net clumsily. Speaking of which, he was usually taken care of by Heiwu, and he was no different from the real young master in terms of basic necessities of life.

AFO is a teacher who will not be stingy with him, and the expensive brains let him take them out to waste casually, and there is only one reason why Shikuraki looks a bit sloppy, and that is that he thinks it is more like a villain.

If he dresses too brightly, it doesn't match his own gloomy temperament, and the persona will collapse.

Judging from the appearance of Shigangmu, it is really unimaginable that he is actually a person who pays attention to details.

Yayoi Komaeda watched him burn the meat, dipped the seasoning into his mouth angrily, his whole face twisted for ten seconds because it was so unpalatable.

Almost ten years have passed in this world, this dream is the dead Karaki who overturned the world, and Yayoi Komaeda wants to applaud him before giving up his original idea.

"Eat this."

Using clean chopsticks to pick up a few pieces of well-grilled meat, Komaeda is like an old man who cares about his younger generation: "Eating too much burnt food will cause cancer."

Shigangmu really wanted to scold directly, but he didn't have the guts, so he could only eat the roasted meat aggrieved, restraining himself from making delicious exclamations.