Remnant bones

"...Forget it." With an imperceptible sigh, Orochimaru squinted his eyes, and in an instant he returned to the person everyone knew.The corners of his lips curled up in disdain, and he sneered: "It's useless anyway."

Everything I saw before was like a hallucination that entered in a trance for a moment, and disappeared in an instant.But I can't forget what I saw, and I can't choose to ignore it, pretending that I didn't hear it, didn't see it, didn't feel it, just like an inhuman puppet.

It's useless... That's it, is it over?

Unspeakable emotions quickly spread along the gradually icy limbs.The emotions in my mind were clamoring, trying to turn into a ferocious ghost and beast, breaking through the layers of cages cast by reason.Finally, for the first time, the prison door that had been tightly welded since a long time ago was opened.

"Since it's useless, why did you keep it in the first place?" The cold and clear voice was indescribably cruel, mixed with anger that was rarely seen in me.At this moment, impulse overrides my rationality.

Yes, I am angry.

I can't explain why, because I don't understand him, or in other words, I don't have a deep understanding of the friend I have identified so far in my heart, and I condemn and reflect on my mistakes in my heart.However, his reaction now... what is it?

I thought that from the moment he chose to let me into the room, he had truly and sincerely recognized that I was qualified to be his "friend".

He is qualified to know his heavy and unknown past, is qualified to bear the "secrets" in his heart that no one knows, and is qualified to be by his side when he is physically and mentally exhausted...for his progress, to provide A haven where one can rest.

I thought that the word "friend" was not a pronoun that could be used for me or for him.

Because of coldness, ability, background, personality... because of all kinds, we never open our hearts to anyone easily.We are selfish and only leave a little place in our narrow hearts for those we identify with. It may be small, but it cannot be shaken.That is a more sincere and heart-to-heart recognition than the "friendship" described by countless gorgeous words.

I think we are the same kind of people, and "friends" in our cognition are belongings that can be defended with our lives.

It is precisely because of the loss that I have never had family affection again—the kind of beautiful feeling that is bound by blood as the strongest, but also the most fragile.We cherish this kind of belonging that crosses the bloodline and is identified with the soul.Perhaps others will find it incredible, but this is a fact that only we know.

I thought... I always thought, and I forgot, that all I knew was an illusion to use against all ignorant people.I know that I have missed a lot, but at least this point I have never doubted...

But what did I get?What do you take me for?Don't tell me, our naive Oshemaru-sama will think that just such a sentence can send me away!I am Kaguya-kun Mai who is equal to you, not that fox who worships you as a god!

Or... your so-called equal relationship is just talking.In the bottom of my heart, I am just a "chess piece" for you to use?

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It was the first time that pair of cold eyes that Orochimaru had admired countless times before made him startled.And the "mask" that was originally put on again was smashed to pieces in an instant.

Orochimarucan's golden snake eyes reveal a trace of bitterness that has never been seen before.For the first time, the already pale complexion made people feel that there was a kind of fragility that could be easily destroyed by others.What can he say... Tell the other party that in a trance, he sees him as another person... In that memory, the familiar figure that has passed away for many years.

Being used as a stand-in... With the arrogance exuded from Jun Mai's bones, she would never tolerate such a humiliation.Although he mistook the other party for "that person", Orochimaru himself was subconsciously unwilling to lose his... "friend".

"friend"……

Suddenly aware of his own words, Orochimaru subconsciously shook his whole body.It turns out that my heart has already made a choice before my reason...

Slowly closing his eyes, at the moment before complete darkness enveloped him, a photo in the corner not far away flashed away in his eyes.The sealed memory was too heavy, and it had been suppressed in his heart for too long, too long... and the person who would have listened to him had only a memory left.

Perhaps, speaking out... is not bad.

"I was born in Konoha and grew up in Konoha...there is beautiful, beautiful. Whether it is people outside or people in the village, they all think so. Others worship the power and prosperity of Konoha, and Konoha People are proud of their village...all people, including me."

Sarcasm, coming out of the plain tone that is different from the past, is extremely contradictory, but it seems more and more distinct: "It's just, once." Yes...the one that used to be, Orochimaru.

"Konoha is like a big tree with lush branches and leaves. It is called the 'cradle of genius'. Countless famous ninjas were born there... The ancestors of the Uchiha family-Uchiha Madara, Konoha White Fang - Somo Hatake, Professor of Ninja - Sasuke Sarutobi and so on." Speaking of the last two names, Orochimaru's face flashed a trace of inexplicable emotions other than ridicule and indifference.It seems to be nostalgic, it seems to be... aftertaste, but all this is as short as an illusion.What really emerges is hatred: "'Genius'... Everyone is blinded by the birth of geniuses and false prosperity! No one noticed that the root of the big tree Konoha , has been completely decayed to the point of unsightly!"

The emotion between the words suddenly became extremely intense.The golden snake's eyes seemed to be colored by the black evil spirit of hell, it was the dark golden flame that couldn't be melted away, as if it wanted to burn all the light in this world and let darkness cover the earth.But it also seems to burn the corruption and crimes in the dark side of the world, and punish the wanton behavior of the night wanderers.

"Look at the final ending of those geniuses! Uchiha Madara, as one of the two founders of Konoha, was given the name of evil by Senju Hashirama, betrayed by his tribe, and far away from his hometown! Now, does anyone still remember him? Remember him, shed blood, shed tears... even sacrificed everything for the prosperous Konoha?"

"Konoha Baiya, this 'ghost' who flew out with impressive results during World War II! He was known as Konoha's undefeated God of War at that time. In countless battles, his contributions were enough to bring three Hokages to the top of the stage. Who would have thought that such a man known for his ruthlessness, the only failure that did not take away his glory, was eventually forced to the cliff of suicide by his best friend and favorite village!"

"Also, 'that person'...my father." The high-pitched tone turned sharply, and the undetectable tremor in Orochimaru's hoarse voice was a wordless statement of the despair and hatred in his heart .

"The youngest patriarch of the 'Eight-Different Clan', during the most chaotic period of a ninja war, he ascended the throne at the age of eight, joined the first Anbu at the age of ten, and sat firmly on the throne of Anbu Minister half a year later. The head of Konoha's 'Eight Colors'—— 'Konoha Yin Snake' Yaqijian Jiuyin." At this point, he suddenly fell silent, as if to give me time to digest.

Looking at Dashemaru's eyes, the longing and reminiscence revealed subconsciously.Facing such a strange but real Orochimaru, I remained silent, trying my best to digest everything I heard.

Although the history of Konoha is not within the scope of my research, when I first wanted to understand the general structure of this world, because it is the first of the five countries, I had to pay extra attention.I have deliberately read some scrolls with important historical records. Although they are incomplete, I can quickly classify and merge what he said with what I know.There is only one... exception.

Orochimaru's father - Yakima Hisune.

There is no history that mentions this person, even the so-called "Yachi Clan" is not recorded in the official history of Konoha's founding history-that book is a forbidden book brought out by Orochimaru when he defected from Konoha , for no reason less than accurate.

Moreover, I have only now noticed an obvious strangeness. It seems that no one knows what Orochimaru's last name is.He has never used the surname "Baqi".

"Hehe... are you curious? Why has there never been such a person in history?" It was easy to judge where the doubt in my eyes came from.Orochimaru smiled mockingly, and said slowly: "Because, the 'Baqi Clan' did not perish in the flames of war, but was secretly obliterated by Konoha's senior management! Except for father, there is only one person... no, there is no No one survived except me."

"The 'evil family' who were annihilated by 'justice', the 'kind Konoha' did not leave a trace of their evil in history." Although they laughed, no one could see any smile from them: " What a 'kind and forgiving' approach, isn't it?"

I couldn't help but darken my face, what Orochimaru was referring to, how could I, who was once a nobleman, not know.

Many aristocratic families have chain-blocked very few families, because of common interests, there is no distinction between good and evil. The "Eight-Different Clan" is probably a "victim" of the open and secret struggles among the various families in the early days of Konoha's establishment.Whether it is existence or survival, it is completely obliterated and divided.

"Father was betrayed by the high-level people, and was almost killed by the enemy who ambushed in advance. However, after he tried his best to complete the almost impossible task, what he saw when he returned to the village...was a piece of ruins that had been burned by the fire. There are 327 people in the "Yachi Clan" and none of them survived." Regarding the demise of the family, Orochimaru could not see the slightest pity in his eyes. All he cared about was "that person": "I am here A posthumous child who was born in the fire and was rescued by an uninformed Chunin passing by by accident. And all I know is what he told me.”

"Obviously knowing the truth of all this, however, the father who loves Konoha chose to treat it as an 'accident' and stayed there. But those people never thought of letting him go!" Deeper and deeper Covered by infinite coldness, Orochimaru is completely different from the previous deadness, which is even more shocking: "When I was ten years old, my father disappeared on a mission again because of an 'accident', his The task partner brought back only a section of the lower body torn from the waist." This is actually an "accident"...

"I don't deny that Konoha is indeed the most peaceful and powerful village in the eyes of everyone. It doesn't have the cruelty of Kirigakure, the supremacy of strength of Yunyin, the barrenness of Sand Gren, and the weakness of Iwagakure... Ye Zixuan, who was once happy because of Konoha, once hoped...to spend his life peacefully with his father, teacher, and teammates..." That was his original wish.

"I gained everything because of Konoha, but also...lost everything because of Konoha!"