Naruto: Colorless Life

Speaking of which, among the five great powers, Renzhuli has always been a troublesome existence like a double-edged sword.

Relying on its terrible fighting power, the countries barely maintained a balanced situation.Once the existence of Renzhuli is lost, other countries may take the risk of attacking to seek benefits. Although Renzhuli itself may go berserk and lose its will, countries are still reluctant to part with this significant pawn.

Minato didn't think Sensei was such a person.

He knew very well that Jiraiya was not dissatisfied with Jinchuriki's instability, but more dissatisfied with Uchiha Fugaku's approach.Whether it's the incident of the first generation or the matter of bringing Sannin back to the village, it's hard not to feel disgusted.

If it was in the past, maybe he would explain it with reasons such as family.Today, such words can no longer be said.Just like Uchiha has always been his shelter, and it is also the reason why the village is cautious, and now the Uchiha family has given up on him, even though this result is his own wish, for...

Zilai also coughed.

Minato also woke up, and the sound of a baby crying came from the room.

It was undoubtedly the cry of the newly born Naruto, and even Jiraiya couldn't help following in, looking at the little baby in the cradle.

Naruto slowly stopped crying in his father's arms, the innocence and purity of a baby in his blue eyes.

"... Naruto, Naruto Naruto." Jiraiya murmured.

"It's Naruto Uzumaki, teacher." Minato corrected him gently.

Naruto looked at Jiraiya curiously, and Jiraiya recovered from the shock, and looked at him again.

That was undoubtedly Minato's child, with thin, soft blond hair, blue eyes, and looking at others without fear of strangers.He became Renzhuli just after he was born, but he didn't know anything about the ups and downs in the future. He lay pure and soft in his father's arms, whimpering curiously.

Jiraiya didn't leave until late at night that night.

It's not leaving Namikaze's house, but leaving Konoha.

Before he left, he didn't even go to see Tsunade Hime. That tyrannical woman was annoyed at how her grandfather was treated like this, and decided to choose a safe place to rebury herself.Of course, no one but herself wants to know where this place is.

What's more, there is nothing to say when we meet, and I can't tell Tsunade Hime, how many new things he has written, how many things he has wandered aimlessly in this boring world, how many secret places of Orochimaru he has been to, how many times he has been punished and tortured. The sad person he used had never seen Orochimaru.

Orochimaru didn't want to see him.

He is a very fickle person.On the rainy night when Rosa was killed, he smiled slightly at Tsunade Hime; after he died, he only spoke sarcastically; to his companions who grew up together, or to his lovers when he was young, if he said no, it would really be a long-term Those who are far away do not want to see or hear each other.

Zilai also walked very simply.

When the people of Konoha found that the apartment was empty again, they were surprised and regretted for a while, and they got used to it.

New buildings were born among the ruins, the wreckage was cleaned up, and the time brought the deep chill of autumn again.

Konoha fell into a strange peace, this kind of peace is like the grotesque lights and shadows in a dream, people can't see whether their feet are about to step into the air.

After Kushina was buried, it was a few days before Minato remembered what he forgot.

What reminded him was Shisui's strange expression one day.

Anbu ninjas always wear masks, and most of the time, their faces are hidden behind the masks.Like Uchiha Shisui, it is very rare to temporarily work as a security guard for Naruto in the Anbu because the police force is about to be incorporated into the newly established department. Because of this, his mask is not suitable. When he didn't see it, he quietly helped him.

At this moment, Minato called him.

He is finishing the budget that he is going to present to the Land of Fire this month, and then he will send it to the advisor for a while. For the two seniors who are relieved and feel uncomfortable, the Fourth Generation's comfort It is also quite useful.

With a bang, the mask fell to the ground.

Not only did it fall, it shattered.

Minato was stunned, watching the fair-skinned young man's face slowly show a trace of anger that was almost ashamed, and then turned into a forcibly suppressed calm and expressionless face, the boy's black clothes set off the cold and arrogant expression even more No group, a vague, sharp blade-like pain suddenly hit his chest.

It jumped faster and faster, so fast that it almost jumped up to the throat, pulling the flesh, tendons and bones, and jumped out, so that the heartbeat like the torrential rain completely disappeared.

"Hokage... my lord?"

In the empty office, Zhishui was stunned, and it took a long time before he managed to pick up the broken mask, and stood up suspiciously and uneasy.

In many cases, Lord Fourth is really a good young man with a good temper that makes people feel too good.

Good temper is not a bad thing, but with the addition of "too", it is hard to say whether it is good or bad.

On the battlefield, he is definitely not the kind of person who is emotional and drags his feet. When he can be gentle and when he can't, he knows exactly where the boundary is.

This is the battlefield.

Enemies who dare to cross the border must be killed even if they are strangers; Namikaze Minato once thought that this was the limit of a ninja, and people who had never met and had nothing to do with each other fought endlessly for the benefit of the village and the country—until At this moment, even old friends who fought side by side have become enemies on the battlefield.

"……are you OK?"

There was nothing in the cell, neither the iron chains that imprisoned the limbs, nor the talismans everywhere.Surrounded by walls, there are no high windows for light transmission, and no vents for flowing wind. It is like a thick can that is turned upside down, and the man is firmly locked in. Unless someone outside opens it, he cannot escape from it. escape.

Hearing the slightly worried whisper, the man opened his eyelids which were as heavy as lead, staring fixedly at the faint light.

How hard is it to hold onto a ray of light?

A faint smile floated on his pale lips, the man nodded, his throat was so hoarse that it was about to burn, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Everything is fine outside..." After a while, Minato seemed to think of something again: "The Uchiha family is too. Just like what you want, Senior Danzo and Advisor Koharu are inconvenient to come forward now, and Naruto he……"

He talked about those "outside things" incoherently.

Naruto, Uchiha, and three generations of them, Jiraiya, Tsunade Hime...the names of these people appear repeatedly in those broken sentences, as if Minato's memory has degenerated into seven or eighty years old, talking and talking, even The man also softened his expression.

Who is it that is suffering so much?

"enough."

The man said seriously, his brows and eyes softened again, even with a gentle warmth.

Minato thought, yes, enough is enough.

There is no way to escape.

"That's not your fault... I want this result." The man slowly stretched out his hand, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the incomplete seal, his voice was still hoarse and tired, with a slight pleasure: "Minato ...I'm the kind of person who doesn't want to die, and the ending will definitely not be good, but even if you fall into hell, you can't stand it with this expression of pity on me."

That hoarse voice was very pleasant.

Close your eyes, raise your head slightly, just a light blow on the side of your fair neck, everything will be over soon.

Men think well.

He wanted to die as the hero who protected Hokage-sama, and died as the hero who saved the family. At the last moment, this weak wish was swallowed from his throat.

enough--

Namikaze Minato, no matter what, was the one who gave him some softness in the long cold night.Compared with those given by Uchiha Mikoto, it is much gentler and more sincere-but he never responded once, nor admitted it, in that ridiculous game.

I care.

Would it be better, or more cruel, to answer honestly at that time?

"You can't die."

Minato's stiff body suddenly softened.

He seemed to have unraveled some spell, and found a glimmer of life from the deep pain. He squatted down and looked at the man in the cell, and then opened the unlocked door——the door creaked. With a cry, it opened to the other side.

As I said before, there is no seal in the cell.

The real seal is outside the cell, like an upside-down box.But in this prison without freedom, the incomplete human strength can be suppressed by the force of the seal, sober, calm, and speak and act in a normal state, and once you go out, leave this prison where freedom is deprived, you will be reborn again. Lost consciousness again.

I won't kill you - Minato heard his own voice say.

He suddenly felt his heart beating a few beats involuntarily, and then slowly, falling into layers of flesh and blood with resentment.

After all, those ninjas from Uchiha are unwilling to kill you, and I can convince them only if you live—he said again.

Once you get started, the rest is much easier.

It was a vague and ambiguous agreement.

You have to live.Said the Fourth Hokage-sama.

As Hokage, for the sake of the stability of the village, he asked the prisoners who were determined to die to live.

seal?Don't worry, I have a solution.

In fact it is.The fourth generation is very good at sealing techniques, and the level is a few blocks away from the sealing class.

So Nine-Tails Jinchuriki—ah, to be precise, the unqualified Nine-Tails Jinchuriki reluctantly agreed.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a ridiculous, absurd and desperate emotion overflowing his heart.

Is it ridiculous?

natural.

He once thought that they were rivals who could not coexist peacefully, strangers who would part ways one day—but Minato firmly believed that as long as one of them was willing to accommodate, and desperately pulled at one end, they would eventually reach the same goal by different routes.

But at this moment, he heard that person say with his own ears, in the identity of Hokage.

Going around in circles, but in the end, it ends up in one place.

"……how long?"

"Two years."

——The end of this volume

The author has something to say: the next volume will seriously write about their relationship.

Although the update is not generally slow.But I seriously applied for the list this week.

If it is announced...it will probably be very cruel.

If you think I've cheated for four generations, please don't say it.

Finally: Let’s have a discussion, please don’t report when you see meat, it’s hard work to send emails, and Ah Yuan often deletes wrong files.