Remnant bones

The next day, it happened to be the weekend.

After sorting out my list, I calculated the time so that when I was going out, I "bumped" into Sasuke who came back from school early.

Indeed, it was "hit".

"It hurts, hurts... my nose~" Touching his reddish bridge of the nose, Sasuke raised his head, looking at the slender figure who was always dressed in plain white in surprise: "...Brother Jun Mai? Are you going out? "Since the other party lived in his house, it seems that he has never left his brother's side except for the one called by the third generation.

For this reason, the apparently out-of-the-way attire made him somewhat doubtful and curious.

"Yeah." She picked him up and put him on the ground.I patted the dust on his shoulder, nodded and said, "I originally came to Konoha to buy some local medicinal herbs... A while ago, I almost forgot about it because of the Itachi thing." Good rhetoric, but it's not exactly a lie.

I'm afraid that I won't have that time in two days, and since I'm "free" thanks to those old immortals now, it's better to deal with this matter first.

"Having said that, I'm not familiar with Konoha. If it's okay, would you like to accompany me?" It's never been difficult for me to abduct a child.With the reason of "fair and aboveboard", I frowned pretending to be "distressed", and suggested: "I told Itachi before, but he is obviously a bit too 'busy'... how about it?"

"Is it okay? Then I'll go and talk to my mother." The increasingly heavy atmosphere in the clan these days made him almost out of breath.His father and elder brother refused to publicly tell him what happened. Besides training at home, even he couldn't stand it anymore... Sasuke couldn't hide the look of expectation on his face, and Sasuke turned his head and ran into the mansion.It's good to take a break once in a while~

"No need." He grabbed the little guy by the collar and lifted it up.I tossed his schoolbag to a low-status servant, carried him and walked out: "Itachi will inform Mrs. Miqin that we will eat outside for lunch." Your mother is very busy now... busy serving those who do not go through the main entrance Your "guest", you'd better not make trouble.

"Oh~" Although I was a little surprised why I was so impatient, Sasuke didn't think too much, just struggled to motion for me to let him down, walked back three steps in front of me, and asked curiously: "So, do you want to buy it?" What?" He can use this to plan his "walk" route for the day.

"Medical ingredients." I simply replied.

"Hmm..." twisting his chin, Sasuke pondered for a while imitating an adult, then raised his head confidently, patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me! As far as pharmacies are concerned, Nara's is the largest pharmacy in Konoha. On the east side of the commercial street... I'll take you there, it's not far."

Nodding my head, I glanced at a corner behind me imperceptibly, accelerated my pace, and stood side by side with the little guy, then took his hand very naturally.Pulling the robe that had slipped off his shoulders, he asked, "What do you want for lunch?"

Didn't notice anything unusual, the excited little guy tilted his head and said almost without hesitation: "Ramen! There is an idiot in the class who keeps saying that Yile Ramen is so delicious~ I've wanted to try it for a long time But there is always no chance. I want to know, what is so delicious about that thing~ is it better than tomatoes?"

"Oh? That classmate of yours likes ramen very much?" Feeling that his gaze was no longer in the original position, I lowered my head slightly and asked following his words.Fool?Although it doesn't sound very nice, but this is the first time I've heard him mention his classmates.

"That idiot, he has nothing but ramen in his head!" Coldly curling the corners of his mouth, Sasuke curled his lips in disdain: "Naruto Uzumaki, the school's famous 'Ten Thousand Years Crane Tail'! I really don't understand, a simple avatar It’s just a skill, but he can’t even pass the exam three times... How did he do it? That simple-minded stupid fox!"

"Uzumaki Naruto?" The name sounded a little familiar... I recalled it carefully, and then I remembered that I had seen it on a scroll about tailed beast research.Konoha Kyuubi's Jinchuriki is also the biological son of the Fourth Hokage of "Golden Flash", Namikaze Minato.

Although this news seems to belong to the SSS-level ban in Konoha.

However, based on the principle of bloodline theory alone, that Kyuubi's Jinchuriki shouldn't be that good?CKL, who can withstand the most powerful nine-tailed demon fox among the tailed beasts, it makes no sense for him, as Jinchuriki, to be as weak as Sasuke said... Could it be the difference in the sealing method?

I remember that Gaara's Tailed Beast seal has obvious loopholes in the formation.This incomplete sealing technique made that little guy's consciousness unavoidably disturbed by many tailed beasts.But it is precisely because of this that compared with other Jinchuriki, he can borrow and control more CKLs from tailed beasts, and it is more direct - including tailed beasts.

And Uzumaki Naruto and Gaara can be said to be in completely opposite situations, does it mean that Konoha's seal has almost reached a perfect state... No one even noticed the terrible CKL contained in him.

Is the ghoul sealed off... In Orochimaru's ninjutsu scroll, there are indeed its complete requirements and process for performing it, and even the cultivation method.But because of its strict requirements, some details are difficult to obtain from examples in an experimental way.That Nine-Tails Jinchuriki should be the only surviving seal carrier in the world!

Forcibly restraining my desire to abduct and sell children for autopsy, I seem to be focused on listening to the little black cat complaining, my right eye, which is slightly squinted, has already become a little bit unrestrained, with a faint golden color.However, no one expected that the "stupid golden-haired fox" that the little guy was talking about... unexpectedly delivered to the door by himself.

If there is an almanac in this world, and I also have the habit of reading the almanac—I think I am destined to be a "meat pad" today.

Ever since, the person in the topic was very honored to follow in the footsteps of Sasuke before, and fell on his back.

As for me?Based on my many years of physical skills, if you want to knock me down, unless the opponent prepares the impact force equivalent to a hundred explosive symbols exploding at the same time.And at that time, before the opponent rushes over, I will "humanely destroy" him in an extremely "merciful" way!

However, being willing to be a "meat pad" for two little guys does not mean that I plan to be a "meat pad" for a group of little bastards.

Clamping the little black cat with my left hand, and picking up the little fox with my right hand, I quickly moved a step to the left, followed by a series of screams from the "meat pads" behind me.

"Hey...! Who are you!? Why are you meddling in your own business!" Among the group of children who fell together, the leader, who seemed to be the oldest, rubbed his waist that was hit by another boy, and grinned at him. I said loudly: "A white hair... You are not from the village! What are you doing here! Why are you protecting that little monster!?"

"Protect?" Tilting my head, I frowned and looked at the two mosquito-repellent-eyed little fox cubs in my hand, raising my eyebrows coldly.When did I protect him?And... what's going on with this "little monster"?

"Mom said, he killed my father! A little monster who killed many, many people in the village!" He spat in disgust, but I avoided it. Another tall and thin boy got up from the ground, his eyes The hatred, I had known it when I was hidden in the sand.

It's the same as those children looking at Gaara... That should not appear in children, it belongs to the dirty concept of adults.

The so-called "peace" is just an illusion used to deceive oneself.The essence of Konoha is no different from Kirigakure, who is known for his cruelty and blood, and Sand Gakure, who is known for his iron-blooded ruthlessness.

"I'm not a monster! No!" At this time, the little blond fox who was in a daze finally got out of the previous state of being confused, and retorted subconsciously.

Facing the accusations of children of the same age, although it is inevitable to be unwilling, there is more of a numbness in those gray-blue eyes, and a kind of numbness that should not be there, which has become an inexplicable insistence of inertia: "My lord We are all liars! I am not a monster! One day, I will become Hokage! I will be recognized by everyone!" The three-generation old man said... He will definitely do it, absolutely!

Besides, he didn't know... what else could he do?What is the point of living in this world?

Sensitively aware of the confusion in his heart, the imperceptible pity emerged from his heart.I didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, but the reason why I took the brat who caused trouble was just a subconscious move.But now, because I don't like this group of brats, I decided to give him a hand... just because such children are too similar to "them".

In this world that advocates force, too many wars and ambitions have created blood tragedies... Whether it is the sad sacrifices that are finally thrown into the embrace of death because of their own desires, or the cruel culprits that triggered all these massacres and revenge, The ones who are really hurt are always those children who should have grown up carefree.

I can't talk about compassion, in fact, if it wasn't for my life experience similar to Jun Ma Lu, I would never have those hypocritical and unrealistic sympathies.

The coldness in the pearly eyes gradually softened.However, on the surface, with the restrained air-conditioning all over my body fully opened, the sudden drop in temperature was like pouring a basin of cold water on the heads of these bloody little ghosts, making them all shudder.

"Hokage?" Narrowing my eyes, a little indifference, and a little sarcasm were enough to make my usual indifferent tone deeply stimulate the nerves of that hot-blooded little guy: "Only by you?" A coward?

"No way!" My fair cheeks flushed red because of my words.The original lifeless gray blue was replaced by the angry lake blue. The little fox puffed up his cheeks with an angry expression of "I want to bite".

It's not that he hasn't been ridiculed by others, it's not that he hasn't been ignored by others, but after being denied with cynicism, such doubts touch his heartstrings far more than disgusted curses.This belief, which even he himself has shaken countless times, is unexpectedly firm at this moment.

He is not reconciled... Why can't he!

"With your current appearance, of course not." He clearly guards the "treasure" that ordinary people can't get in a lifetime, but he doesn't know how to use it. With his three-legged cat's kung fu, how can he be Hokage?Whether you can graduate smoothly is difficult!Compared with Gaara, he is too far behind... so far that the dream in his mouth is just a "daydream" that will never be realized.

I don't want to be a saint, let alone plan to protect him for the rest of my life.All he could do was give him a goal to live on.

Even "daydreams" are not unavailable.What's more, I never denied the possibility of realizing this dream. He has such talents and conditions, what he lacks is just an opportunity.

From the moment he became Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, Ordinary has been far away from his side... However, he was too sorry for being chased by a group of little ghosts, who is well-known among the high-level ninja world. Background!

I squinted coldly and glanced at the group of annoying little devils who seemed to be about to bark. I lifted my foot, removed the layer of CKL that was usually wrapped on it, and stamped my foot a little harder.

The clear vibrations from the soles of the feet, combined with the hard ground that had sunk by more than five centimeters, made the little guys who couldn't stop shouting in unison silence.

"Annoying little devil." I snorted coldly, ignored the group of startled little devils, and pulled out the wooden clogs that had sunk into the ground.Fortunately, this is made of special iron wood. If it were ordinary wood, I'm afraid I would have to walk barefoot... Who told me that I have no free hands now.

His little faces turned purple from the suffocation, and he stood up scramblingly without caring about his legs that had softened from fright.The boys who dared to yell at me earlier scattered in all directions screaming: "The white-haired ghost is here...!!!" He stepped out of a hole on the ground with one foot, he is not human~

White, white-haired ghost?

The blue veins on his forehead burst out suddenly. ...Can I tie back this group of damn brats, the group of "little cuties" who used to feed Orochimaru.

"Pfft...hahahaha..." Sasuke, who watched from the beginning to the end, still couldn't hold back, covered his mouth and started laughing.Although Brother Jun Mai has white hair, white eyes, and likes to wear white clothes, but the white-haired ghost... is really appropriate!

I couldn't help the black thread, I let go of my hand suddenly, which made the little black cat, who couldn't touch the ground, come into close contact with the earth in a panic.However, even though he clearly expressed my dissatisfaction, he couldn't help but laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up, squatting there for a long time and couldn't speak a complete sentence.

...If given the chance, I would definitely play those nasty little bastards to death!

Turning my head with deep resentment, I couldn't help but laugh differently from Sasuke. The little fox's unusually shining blue eyes really startled me.What's going on here?

"Hey! Auntie Baimao, take me as an apprentice!" As long as he is as strong as the other party, he will definitely become Hokage!Naruto looked at me expectantly, the dazzling color in his eyes that had never been seen before, seemed to be able to infect everyone... except the person who was shrouded in this too bright sunlight.

Putting him on the ground, I bent down, stretched out my long white fingers, pinched the dirty meat bun cheek, and pulled it hard!

Looking at the teary-eyed, slurring and struggling canine animal, I ignored a certain pussy kitten behind me who was laughing so badly, and raised the corners of my lips with a smile, and corrected it "gently" His cognitive error: "Believe it or not... I can make you be called 'auntie' by others in the future?"