Remnant bones

——Outside of a certain family in Sand Hidden Village——

"Dong dong dong!" The crisp knock on the door was very clear in this silent night.

The little red-haired boy nervously looked at the things in his arms, and subconsciously controlled his breathing, as if he was afraid that something wrong with him would cause the other party's disgust.If you know your mistakes, correct them... Is it true that as long as you do this, the other party will forgive you...

With a soft squeak, the warm light yellow light shone on his face.But inadvertently, he was born with a little hope and expectation.

"I'm sorry just now...it must be very painful! These are some wound medicines, if you don't mind..." After seeing the other party open the door, the little guy smiled cautiously and repeated the apology he didn't know how many times in his heart Say it in the most friendly tone.And handed the medicine bag that he had been holding in his arms to the eyes of the long-haired boy at noon.

However, before he finished speaking, the boy's face turned blue, and he shut him out with a bang without hesitation.Immediately, from behind the icy door, came the opponent's fear and hatred more than ever before: "Go away, monster!"

"Monster"... two simple words, but it pierced his heart like a sharp sword.

The pupils were stained with a layer of gray and green, and they opened wide unconsciously.The rare smile on that immature face was shattered in an instant.

In his mind, the curses, contempt, disgust, and fear of him from the neighbors and clansmen around him on weekdays...all of which are noisy.He didn't even know when the wound medicine he held tightly in his hand slipped to the ground.

At the moment when the door was closed, the only warmth in my heart seemed to be completely taken away by the wind in this cold night...

Again, such a look...

"Why...why exactly..." Wandering aimlessly in the empty street, the little guy's face was still blank besides blank.He didn't understand that apart from being protected by sand, he was no different from other people.Why do others always reject themselves?Why call him a "monster"?Why...why do you look at yourself like that?

Could it be that he... really can only be a "monster"?

Hahaha... The extremely familiar sneering laughter seems to be intentional, and it always gets in the way at such times.

Those sharp and harsh words were obviously intentional, and all of them were pushing his already shaky heart into the bottomless abyss: Tiny ants, you are still begging for that never-existing abyss! Emotional charity?enough!As me, the "container" who "guards the crane with one tail", let go of the feelings that only weak people can have!In this world, without absolute power, there is no one who will agree with your "existence"!

"No, it's not..." He retorted subconsciously, but it seemed that what he said hit the biggest grudge in his heart all the time.Compared with the previous firm tone, the voice was inexplicably weak and uncertain: "Yashamaru, and big brother! They, they will never...will not deny me..."

Yasha pill?That little bug with a pretty face?In the darkness, it seems that you can see the mocking arc of the corner of the lips: just because he raised you up?Just because he didn't swear in your face?Just because he's your brother-in-law?Just because of these...you trust him, don't.hate.you?

The heart suddenly shrank, and the continuous pain in the past was completely incomparable with the present.It was as if an invisible big hand had mercilessly squeezed that fragile and important internal organ... using the power called "hatred".

If I remember correctly, he will raise you, it seems because of the order from Kazekage!

……no……

And, even though you can't see it normally... But don't tell me, you didn't notice his killing intent inadvertently!

……no……

Also, don't forget!His twin sister, that is, your mother... the one who killed her was "you"!

...no...not...

Oops~ I almost forgot!You are an "evil son" who was abandoned, hated, and loathed by your father; a "monster" who murdered your mother and bloodthirsty;

"No... No!" Yashamaru won't... His thin body couldn't help trembling, and the nails he clenched so tightly pierced his palm.He wanted to justify, and wanted to prove that this was just one side of the other party's story!However……

He couldn't find a reason to refute.

Yashamaru really doesn't hate him?He didn't know how many times, how many times he wanted to ignore the leaden eyes, the same cold look as his father.He thought he had done it, but in fact... that made him feel even more heartbroken and chilled than the sneering and cursing of the villagers in front of his eyes.

He didn't want to admit it...because that was his only "light", the only seemingly warm "safe haven".

These secrets that he had kept hidden in his heart all this time, he only found out once he revealed them.In my memory, the only person who never held grudges against him and only treated him as an "ordinary person" was only one person, an "outsider" who didn't even know his name...

"Big Brother..." Recalling those cold, light-colored eyes that always revealed a touch of warmth and pity.The uneasiness in the little guy's heart immediately subsided a lot.

Cut... the owner of that gloomy voice seemed to have discovered something that annoyed him.After an indistinct low curse, he did not hesitate to completely wipe out his last "hope": You will not believe that a person who doesn't even tell you his name will have no purpose, just treat a " Monster" have a crush?

The little guy was stunned, and the remaining blood on his lips faded away.

Admit it!There is no place for a "monster" in this world!Hate it!Hate everyone!As long as you have power, no one can resist your orders again!This world cannot accommodate a "monster"... Then, let this world be ruled by a "monster"! ! !Ha ha ha ha……

Crazy laughter kept echoing in my mind.

The black mist that disappeared before appeared again around him.At the same time, a faint white halo emerged from his chest, trying his best to prevent the invasion of that evil aura.However, he had no choice but to suffer from the meager strength, so he could barely keep his last sanity.

At this moment, a drunk man who came out of nowhere on the road staggered past the little guy.

The drunk man's mind soaked in alcohol obviously lost the most basic ability to distinguish right from wrong, so he stopped him deliberately to find fault, and shouted loudly: "I said, walk carefully! Bastard... Hey! You, you are... ..." The moment he saw that face clearly, the drunk man's eyes changed.

The terrified and disgusted eyes finally overlapped with the eyes of the long-haired boy in his mind.It's the same...that's the look in the eyes of the "monster".

"Why...the eyes again..." There was no trace of human emotion in the gray-green eyes.

Sand mixed with black mist swarmed up.The faint white light on his chest was finally defeated and quietly disappeared.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah....

There's no... no going back.

He turned a deaf ear to the screams coming from not far away.

Kazekage, dressed in casual clothes, leaned against a supporting pillar.Looking at the little red-haired figure coldly, after staying in front of him for a while, he finally bowed his head and left.

He didn't leave his thoughts behind. As a "father", he just watched, with those cold eyes, watching the lonely figure leave.A whisper that only he could hear, quickly dissipated in the air: "Gara..."

"Master Kazekage." The former leader of the Anbu, in his usual elusive way, showed his figure from a corner of his back: "The 'Special Duty Team' has been assembled. But Yashamaru...do you need to send someone to recover?"

"Are you acting without authorization..." Yashamaru, what are you thinking... Kazekage frowned, but in the end he didn't send anyone to stop him: "Don't worry about him, you go down."

"Yes, this subordinate will leave." In the blink of an eye, the voice was still there, but the person had disappeared.

'Human Weapon', 'Tailed Beast', 'Inchuriki'... From now on, "Peace" will no longer exist.And as the instigator of all this, even if his hands were bloody, he could only keep walking on the corpse without stopping.

After a while, the street was still empty and there was no one to be seen.

The huge coercion that Mu Ran appeared almost made the four Anbu unable to move at that moment.But after all, it wasn't the rookie who was on the battlefield for the first time. The experience accumulated from actual combat made them jump backwards at the same time, thereby relieving their mental oppression and shock.

However, in this four-to-one duel, retreating means that you have lost the "potential".The passive situation is destined not to be reversed in a short while.Even though they are outnumbered, they clearly have an advantage.

The four of them looked at each other indiscriminately, obviously seeing a trace of uneasiness in each other's eyes.Since the other party did not wear a forehead, they could not judge the other party's ninjutsu type and attack mode from the other party's identity.It can be said that they know nothing about this enemy except for the superb secret skills stated by the leader!

Although the amount of CKL of the other party was comparable to theirs, as an elite Chunin's sixth sense, the red lights almost all turned on at the same time.

very dangerous!This kind of aura, they have only felt in the elites above the level of ninja.

Faced with this obvious level difference, the four of them couldn't help but retreat when recalling the order given by the leader.Perhaps it was precisely because of the generous requirements of the order that they lost their determination to complete the task to the death.His belief in being an Anbu ninja was shaken at this moment.

However, I, who was waiting to vent my anger on them, had no intention of letting them go.

The right hand, which was only lightly resting on the handle of the knife, slowly clenched the special bandage on it.The front chest is slightly leaned forward, the legs are spread apart at the shoulder level, the bow is lowered, and the left hand is tightly fixed on the scabbard from the waist.

Such a classic attack posture, while making the other party secretly vigilant, can't help but raise doubts in his heart.If they read correctly, this is the most commonly used sword drawing gesture among warriors, a type of melee attack.When the distance between the enemy and us is less than three meters, the lethality is quite terrible.

They who have also learned knife skills are naturally no strangers.But a feeling of contempt could not help but suddenly retreated from anxiety.At this time, the distance between the two sides was as long as eight meters, but the other party intended to use such a close-up physical attack. Could it be said that they had no common sense?Still have brain problems!The way it was before, I'm afraid it was just pretending!

As for the thoughts in their hearts, I can clearly see from the flaws they involuntarily reveal.I couldn't help sneering in my heart, I took a deep breath, and silently muttered: "Sword technique. Double-edged method."

In the dark night, the flashing remnants of China are gone in a blink of an eye.

"Not good!" Anbu, who was standing at the farthest position in the left rear, was the first to notice something was wrong from the pressure that suddenly disappeared.Almost at the same time, the alarm bell rang in his mind, causing him to subconsciously shout: "Get out of here!!!"

Amidst his exclamation, I leisurely resumed my original standing posture. Under the snow-colored hair blown by the cool wind, a cold arc was drawn from the corner of my lips: "Unfortunately, it's late." I don't know when I got out of the sheath On the sharp blade, a trace of red line slipped down.

"Hmm..." With a scream, Anbu on the right back flew back, and the blood sprayed out from the half-meter-long knife on his chest filled the cool wind with a sweet and bloody smell.

And the two Anbu standing in front of me didn't even have time to scream.The still standing body swayed slightly.As the cold wind blew, the two blood fountains bloomed with an unusually gorgeous fiery color under the moonlight...a gorgeous moment ignited by the last life.

"Uh huh..." Reluctantly covering the knife edge on his right shoulder, the only ninja who made a sound opened his eyes wide in horror, unable to believe the reality in front of him.Just a knife...just a knife!To actually give two people... They are so far away, it's just a sword drawing... How did he do it! ?

"Cough, cough cough...Tudun.Tulong gun!" Just as he was stunned for a second, another surviving Anbu let out a hoarse roar.Several sharp cone-shaped rock pillars broke through the ground and attacked the white "demon" figure.

"B-level ninjutsu..." For a Chunin, it has performed beyond normal... His eyes are slightly slanted, and he was still thinking about which one to solve first, but now he doesn't have to worry about it.Since the other party can't wait... why do I hesitate.

I easily judged the level of ninjutsu from the name, I jumped up lightly, raised my left leg, and fell backwards.At the same time, he dodged three stone spears sideways, without the slightest pause, and after a light backflip, he was slightly shallower at the tip of the stalagmite that just emerged.

The soaring figure is like a white crane dancing alone in the dark night.In the double shadow of the following stone pillars, it disappeared.

"Hit, cough cough...hit?!" The massive bleeding and CKL exhausted, and before the seriously injured Anbu had time to confirm his "war results", he felt his body lighten, and his feet flew into the air in a trance. Get picked up by life.

"No." Letting the slipped hair cover the snake pupil of my right eye, I regretfully announced the truth to him: "I am unscathed."

Holding the blade high with one hand, Anbu's body, who was pierced through the heart by a knife, was easily lifted up, and his feet did not touch the ground.The gushing blood flowed down his body like a waterfall, forming a small red puddle.Unable to respond to my answer, after a few twitches, the once fresh life became a piece of meat called "dead thing".

Shaking off the "trash" on the knife, I was planning to attack the last Anbu, but unexpectedly, the other party struck first.The faint sound of the wind in my ear undoubtedly explained this fact to me.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" With three crisp sounds, three kunai were neatly inserted into the ground three meters in front of my left foot.

I retracted the blade with my backhand, and without turning my head, I took a step forward, moving a few meters away strangely, easily defeating the opponent's sneak attack.

"Earth escape. Rock pillar prison!" Immediately after a low cry, several rock pillars rushed out from around me, imprisoning me in it.

"Earth escape. Mud mage!" Following that, the hard ground under his feet softened rapidly, making it impossible to stabilize the center of gravity.

Is it a serial trap... When I felt something wrong with the soles of my feet, I decisively plunged the dagger in my hand into the ground as a final foothold to buy time.I wiped my free left hand between my hair, and swung it at the rock pillar that imprisoned my freedom in front of me. I pulled back in the void, and my whole body jumped onto the top of the several-meter-high rock pillar without any point of strength.

Anbu, who was out of breath due to a large amount of CKL consumption, obviously didn't notice my movements because the rock pillars as obstacles blocked the line of sight.Before he could recover, he felt his throat tighten, and the air was forcefully choked out of his mouth.

"Some brains." There was a rare hint of appreciation in the tone, but in the next moment, it was filled with more cold sarcasm: "But remember, remember to cap it next time." If ninjutsu can be used in hell ...

"Uh huh..." A thin whimper came from his mouth.That Anbu knelt down on the ground, struggling to get rid of the translucent hair that was constantly tightening around his neck, obviously he didn't have time to listen to my words.

The bulging eyeballs were bloodshot, and the yellow-brown pupils gradually expanded after shrinking several times.With a muffled "click", the high head tilted to one side at an extremely strange angle.In this way, the last living person present besides me, went on the "road" together with his "first" companion.

"Lambs who have embarked on the path of darkness..." Letting go of the long hair that became the "weapon" in my hand, I looked into a corner far away and muttered habitually: "Accuse me to the 'God' The 'sin' of... Amen..."

Behind him, a faint blue flame ignited, like the karmic flames of hell.

Under the moonlight, the screams of the wild beast made my heart palpitate inexplicably.

Lightly falling on the edge of the roof, I looked at the center of the flying yellow sand, where the thin body of the red-haired child stood tall.You can't see his face, but you can't ignore his uncontrollable trembling.The shrill roar that didn't fit his figure made it hard to imagine that it was uttered by a child who was only six years old.

Despair, madness, hatred, anger... Sadness, that is the last moan of the soul falling into "darkness".

In the end, it was still too late... A sigh, a touch of bitter helplessness.Although knowing the ending of all this, it is not so easy to change, at least I can't do it.But... I still can't help but wish for the "miracle" that can't happen.

Only with "light" can there be "darkness". However, people living in "darkness" have long lost the qualification to long for "light".

Compared with me, he at least had a chance to choose.It's just... His eyes moved to the corner, the mutilated corpse, or the charred piece.No one told me, and I have never seen "him" before his death, but I know... "he" is Yashamaru, the "most important person" in the little guy's heart all the time.

Have you wiped out the last "fire" with your own hands... Under the strange-colored pupils, the fleeting and imperceptible loss made the previous cold and stern eyes dim a little.

I walked towards the little figure in the middle, and the moment I stepped into the five-meter radius, the yellow sand that was just "buzzing" and couldn't stop flying and spinning hit me in an instant.

The sand swords poured down from directly above me.However, it suddenly stopped there just a moment before I was close to the door.

Because of the excessively fast movement speed, the wind blade brought by Mu Ran's stop pierced my eyebrows.The dark red blood glides down the tall white bridge of the nose and slides to the corner of my mouth.

Stretching out his hand to pick up the bright red, he put it in his mouth and licked it. The slightly salty smell of herbs permeated it.

Slowly lowering his head, he stared at the cold pupils who turned around at some point.The gray-green eyes are no longer as clear and beautiful as they were at the beginning.The gray mist shrouded above is filled with sadness and alienation and indifference... Strange, because I can never go back to the past; familiar, the former self... How is it not like this.

"Are you 'awakened'..." On the immature and expressionless face, the bright red word "Love" is particularly eye-catching.I subconsciously reached out, wanting to touch the unforgettable bloodstain, but was stopped by the sand floating around: "Gara..."

Facing his slightly distorted face because of my calling.I withdrew my outstretched right hand. A moment ago, the arm that was still wrapped in a snow-white bandage was bloody and bloody from the high-speed impact of the sand.Is it the rebellious period...

"Who are you?" The originally soft child's voice became hoarse and full of ferocity due to excessive roaring.

"Jun Mai." I answered his question very naturally, but I didn't expect that it would be like this when we exchanged names for the first time.Having said that, there is no difference, at least my voice remains steady: "Wandering warrior—Kaguya-kun Mai."

"Why come near me?" To... cheat him again?Invaded by the negative spirit of "one tail guarding the crane", Gaara at this moment has no trust in his heart, only suspicion and vigilance.

People who once thought they would never deceive themselves have been deceiving themselves from beginning to end!

I used to think that as long as I acted according to what he said, people would agree with me...but all I faced was fear and contempt!

I used to think that there was another person who could be by my side, but I forgot... That person never revealed any information to him from the very beginning!

who is he?I have never understood it... Then what is I to him?

"Why are you close to you?" Have you forgotten... A trace of inexplicable sadness surged in my heart.From the very beginning, the person who approached me first...is, you.

Reaching out to Gaara's direction again, the protective circle formed by the sand swarmed in the same way as before, turning into a thick sand wall.However, unlike the last time, it did not stop my progress.

This, this is impossible! ! !

Under the astonished gazes of 'Shouhe' and Gaara, the almost indestructible thick sand shield was ripped apart by a pair of hands with strange jade-colored bone armor.

Under the silver-blue halo, the snow-colored figure, like a puppet made of ice, is extremely beautiful, and carries bursts of icy aura that humans cannot have.It seems extremely fragile, but it contains dangers that ordinary people can't imagine... That killing intent like a cold wind is enough to freeze people's desire to survive.

Even 'Shouhe', who is one of the tailed beasts, was overwhelmed by this terrifying feeling that he had never seen from human beings, and it was difficult to reflect for a while.The sand just remained in place without further attack.

Without the obstruction of the sand shield, I easily came in front of him.The jade-colored bone armor covering both hands spread out little by little in front of him like this, and re-formed into an arm bone, which was retracted from the incision that appeared out of thin air on the wrist.

As usual, put your hands on his little furry head and rub it gently.Unsurprisingly, he felt his body stiffen unnaturally at that moment.Are you afraid... yes.Seeing a "person" who can pull out his own bones, no one will not be afraid...

Slightly squinting my eyes, my tone was filled with a rare sense of joy that I didn't know where to come from, and I slowly whispered in his ear: "Maybe it's because... I am also a 'monster'."