Remnant bones

I accidentally picked up two, what should I do? ——On the handsome face of the black-haired boy, there was no expression on his face, but I clearly saw the above words from his eyes.

...What else can I do, keep it up. ——shrugged, I raised my eyebrows, and pulled the corners of my mouth with a half-smile.

Looking at the "canned food", one big and one small, as the current "only" source of income for the family, I couldn't help but sigh.This is all right now, the old man of the third generation should be happy ~ someone sent it to his door for free to squeeze.

Fortunately, these two are not as difficult to raise as the two at home. As long as the dormancy system is not terminated and the nutrient solution is sufficient, they can sleep in it forever... In fact, even if I want to wake them up, it is impossible. Without the driving force of the soul, they, or "they", are just a shell.

Yaqijian Jiuyin said that it was a "gift" given to me, which is not entirely correct. Half of it was collected by me on behalf of Orochimaru.

Cloning... Leaving aside the world where technology has evolved to such an extent in the previous life, perfect cloning is only a theoretical thing.None of the cloning subjects in the high-tech research laboratories can escape the fate of dying young. They obviously have the same gene, but they seem to be cursed by God, and they are destined not to survive in this world forever.

I don't know how Yajijian Jiuyin did it. Biological genetics is not my strong point, but I can also see... This body is definitely not a pure "copy".

The little baby curled up into a ball, its thin black hair rising and falling with the transparent viscous liquid.The closed eyes made me unable to see whether the color of those eyes was as beautiful as Orochimaru's animal pupils.However, the lavender eye shadow in the corner of the eyes is exactly the same... except for the ear pinna which is slightly pointed than the average person, and the row of delicate lavender scales extending from the back of the ear to the temple.

"It's so beautiful..." It is undeniable that such a body can be called "perfect".

The light-colored white right eye is sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and the snake pupil in the left eye has turned into a deep dark gold with unconcealed fanaticism.It's hard for me to imagine how the old and immortal father of Orochimaru achieved all this... Or, the Yaqi clan is really a natural "forbidden person". Such a "miracle" is said to be "against the sky" Not too much.

If this isn't something from Orochimaru... I really want to dissect it.

Itachi, who had been feeling uncomfortable from the beginning because of the two soulless living dead, suddenly shuddered.Tightening the neckline, looking at the undisguised obsession in the eyes of the lover beside him, a faint helplessness flashed in the black eyes.

The hostile relationship between him and Orochimaru is simply because of the different positions.

The other party's behavior of experimenting with living people is undoubtedly an unforgivable evil act in the eyes of ordinary people. However, in the eyes of senior ninjas who have already stained their hands with blood, it is also killing, but one is for the task, and the other is For selfish desires, it is not unbearable.

Moreover, such research facilities are not uncommon in the shadows of a ninja village, and they are even directly under the leadership of "Shadow" or the elders, and Konoha is no exception. The only difference lies in the attribution of interests.

Because you can't get it, others don't want to get it either. ——The reason for giving the order to kill is nothing more than the jealousy that greed cannot satisfy.Except for the old man who is nearing the end of his life, it is really... sad, or worried.

In the final analysis, war is a "peace smasher" that is more terrifying than forbidden techniques.

A person's power is limited after all, and Orochimaru has never used war for revenge, and this alone is far better than those self-proclaimed old immortals in Konoha's senior management.

Orochimaru may be cruel, but he never deceives.And on the battlefield, there are too many people who don't know why they are fighting until they die... Initiating war in the name of "peace" is the cruelest lie to die. where desires swell.

And if a forbidden technique can protect someone he cares about, he will do it without hesitation.

Itachi was not surprised that Jun Mai's cold temperament would become friends with someone like Orochimaru.However, now it seems that the fanaticism for the field they are good at is not the common ground of the two people who share the same interests.It was also because of the person in front of him that for the first time... he found a sense of identity hidden behind the appearance from that recognized pervert in Orochimaru.

He is the same kind, so he cares, so...he will guard the secret hidden in the depths of "death", the secret that determines whether someone will be reborn or not.

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The "gifts" left by Dashemaru's hidden and controlling cheap father are not only the two "cans", one big and one small, but also a stack that is enough for me to be talked about by Jun Malu for a long time. Insist on reading the precious materials overnight.

Yachima Hisune really gave me "them" as a "gift", and those materials related to the research are incidentals... That is to say, as long as the matrix is ​​not broken, in fact he will not Mind if I add some material to his son's body.

The little bit of regret brought about by not being able to dissect was forgotten by me in a blink of an eye.It's just that as a "married" man, I still know which is more important... Anyway, the key is in my hand, and the two shells without batteries can't escape, so it's more important to accompany Itachi.

As for what kind of person Yaqijian Jiuyin is, and who is the identity of the knife-wielding man?It's not that I'm curious, but since the other party is strong enough to stay nearby without being discovered by Itachi and me, and monitors in all directions without mosaics... I never believe that old immortal will know what it means to be reserved. Sometimes you can consciously block it.So as long as the other party has no intention of showing his face, my investigation and exploration will be in vain.

After being a bounty hunter for so long, this kind of time-wasting loss-making business has never been in my consideration.

The change of Itachi's mission content and the month-long vacation are more than enough to prove that the old ghost is behind all of this.It's a pity that I want to settle accounts after autumn, but I can't find a partner.

Everything that happened at night, the little ones sleeping soundly in the bed, knew nothing.

After the sick leave, Kimomaro returned to school.During the period, the disease occurred several times as expected, but they were all under my control, and I tried to minimize the sequelae caused by them.And Jun Ma Lu's physical defects have become a well-known fact to everyone, but this has no effect on his excellent grades.

One year is enough for him to graduate with the first grade in the first grade.According to the previous agreement, Jun Ma Lu officially became a member of "Anbu". After a short special training, he followed the group of "Silver Fang" and "White Clothes" as a newcomer as a combat backup. practice.

What I forgot to mention is that I am the "White Clothes".After Kakashi was discharged from the hospital, I quit teaching at the school and replaced "Karma" as his partner.It's just that although I left school, the legend of the "White Demon King" is still a nightmare that those little ghosts can't get rid of until they get married and start a business.

And Jun Ma Lu, codenamed "Bai Lian", made an exception and became the third person in the two-person team. Naturally, he went through the "back door" of three generations. I don't deny it.

The days fly by day by day, go out on missions, drink a little wine, play tricks on two small animals at home, drink tea with ferret in the backyard and have sex, occasionally come to the group of unqualified rookie doctors in XX Hospital, or disappear For the past two days, in the secret room of the death forest, I watched the growing little snake in the culture tube in a daze.

Konoha's life is just as I expected... peaceful, yet fulfilling and unsatisfying.

However, what is left behind by the passing of time has never been only beautiful, but also the reality...cruelty.

Looking up, I am no stranger to the tall and stern man in the mirror.However, unlike the amazing knee-length snow-colored hair in everyone's eyes, the man in the mirror has gray hair that is half white and not black.It's not the kind of gray with mixed black and white hair, but from the tip of the hair to the root of the hair, from dark like ink to light like snow, gray.

Grabbing the ends of the weirdly colored hair, I stared at it for a while, and I couldn't help but lowered my eyes with a wry smile.The hair can be dyed to cover it up, but this left arm... is really useless.

In three years, I have never had a single attack, but I would not be so naive as to think that the stubborn disease that penetrated into the bone marrow just disappeared at the price of soaring height inexplicably.

From trembling from time to time at the beginning, to the severe pain of not being able to fall asleep without taking medicine at the end, the mutated genetic disease was swallowing up day after day, approaching my heart, telling me the "victory" of "it" with pain, The time is not far away.

Toxins accumulated on the left arm, just like the hair, first the nails turned black little by little, and then to the blood vessels.The ferocious black totem began to spread from the palm of the palm, leaving a series of "devil marks" that could not be concealed on the pale skin... If it wasn't for the loss of control over the bone veins of the left arm alone, I think, then The bones that were once as white as jade must now have the enchanting color of obsidian.

... That is a curse, and it is also the price to be paid for delaying the life that should not exist.

Raising his left arm with unconcealed trembling, the slender palm with blue and red in the interlacing of black and white has obviously deviated from human aesthetics.I have tried it before, where the black totem on the left hand is all over, just a drop of blackened blood is enough to pollute the land with a radius of nearly five meters, and the ground is covered with dead ashes, which is quite spectacular.

As for the antidote...the one who needs it the most is probably me.

It was a miracle that he was not poisoned by his own blood.But that day is not far away.With his head down, his upper body was naked, and the ink-colored thorn pattern had spread to the side of his neck, which was only a step away from his heart.

"As long as I can last until that day..." I muttered subconsciously, but what came to my mind was the silent and indifferent face every time I faced the ink pattern on my shoulder.Itachi never asked, and I never explained it, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know what it means.

That understanding was the bond that was initially established between us, but it was also doomed to suffer unimaginable sorrow... just like how I could do it in the face of his black eyes becoming more and more out of focus and in a trance. What he did was to gently press a kiss on the eyelid.

I can heal his physical wounds, but I cannot take from The Law the price he paid for his power.Just like in order to get rid of Junmalu's illness, something is destined to be a "sacrifice" for the blood sacrifice.

It would be great if time could stop at that most beautiful moment... The unbearable weakness and escape come to mind uncontrollably.

I raised the corners of my lips mockingly, and then pressed my whole head into the pool full of water in front of me.

When the pain of suffocation forced me to raise my head, the drenched man in the mirror showed an unconcealable embarrassment and an absolute sobriety that threatened me with death.The beauty in that fantasy never even appeared in my dreams.

Time to wake up... Jun Mai, time is running out.

A bottle of white hair dye was put down, and the gray-black long hair returned to the original flawless snow.I wiped off the water droplets on my body, and changed into a pure black high-necked gown that can cover most of my face. This kind of ninja in Konoha is no stranger to it. It is the symbol of "Copy Ninja" Hatake Kakashi apparel.The only difference is that my inner shirt has only one sleeve, and that sleeve is as long as the palm, and it comes with a glove of the same color.

At the beginning, I wore it like this, just because I didn’t want to see Junmaro frowning at my arm, and in name... er, it was to protect against brainless frogs like "Kappa Kai".It's just that there seem to be more people who are keen on shining their eyes behind me.This makes me suspect that the reason why Kakashi pretends to be mysterious is purely as a selling point for the pimp.

"Brother!" Just as he was inevitably distracted again, Junmalu's voice came from outside: "Asma and Hong have already arrived in the living room, do you want to keep them for dinner?"

"No need." I tied a red string at the bottom of my hair, tied my forehead around my waist, walked out of the bathroom and replied, "We have a party tonight, and I'll be back later. Eat first, don't keep me That share." Just as he was talking, he saw Jun Malu who came to deliver the message, still holding a spatula in his hand.

The 15-year-old Jun Malu still has the same white hair that is half-length but not short, but he is tall enough to reach my chin.There is a slight greenness on the delicate face, and it has begun to take on the vigor of a young man, but a pair of emerald-like eyes have never changed their thoroughness and purity.

Mingming has a serious face, but he is wearing a light green apron with a cute little fox and a little black cat printed on it. The childish dress offsets the sword-like sharpness.

Still in the prime of life...

The initial decision has never wavered in the slightest.I reached out subconsciously, rubbed his head as usual, and said with a light smile, "I'm leaving."

"...Well." The grown-up Jun Malu subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but in the end he didn't move a step, but obediently responded: "Go early and come back early."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but at that moment, the elder brother's figure was clearly in front of his eyes, but it was blurred like a phantom.Looking at the disappearing figure at the corner, Jun Malu blinked, but the rhythmic footsteps in his ears hadn't disappeared yet.Maybe I was worrying too much... Sure enough, I shouldn't have slept so late last night.

Going back to the kitchen with a low murmur in my heart, listening to the talking and laughing of the adults in the living room, it gradually faded away with the sound of the door.After Jun Malu finished dinner, he was about to ask the two little ghosts to eat, but found that he was the only one left in the empty mansion.

Unable to help stroke his forehead, it was not difficult for him to guess where the two naughty and willful little ghosts had gone. Therefore, the laborer who had worked so hard to prepare food for three people but was released by pigeons was completely angry.A cold roar erupted, echoing over the Uchiha's mansion for a long time: "Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha...don't come back to eat if you're so hungry!"

From a certain point of view, Jun Malu is the person behind the scenes who controls the life and death of a family of four, so the ending of the two small animals can be imagined.

As for the content of the punishment, please use your imagination in your mind and make up your own brain.