Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"An accident happened?"

"Yes, the ninjas guarding nearby came to report that besides Uchiha Sasuke, there is another girl who survived."

"Are the surviving Uchiha clansmen?"

"I can't be sure. We speculate that he escaped the catastrophe by relying on his unique breathing ability and excellent physical fitness. Judging by his appearance and clothing, it is very likely, but..."

"You have doubts?"

"No, I'm sorry, it's my personal opinion. The girl's appearance is very close to the Uchiha who disappeared in the Second Ninja World War in the early years, but that child is a good ninjutsu player, but this girl obviously doesn't understand ninjutsu. , mediocre qualifications, even Uchiha's shuriken has never been mastered."

The reporting ninja remembered the brick attack seen from a distance, with a subtle expression.

"It's a strange Uchiha who only knows physical skills."

"That's right, it's not surprising. Every once in a while, there will always be people who don't fit in with the Uchiha." The old man sitting on the top nodded, revealing the red word "fire" on the brim of his hat. "What are they doing now? Sample?"

"Yes! That girl hasn't said a word since she entered the hospital with Sasuke Uchiha on her back," a shadow appeared, and the person who reported it changed, "It's as cruel as a wild beast, refusing anyone to approach, except guarding the unconscious Uchiha Sasuke, the rest of the time is spent staring at the direction of the Uchiha Clan through the window, in two days, the people we sent have already exposed three batches..."

"Self-proclaimed guardian," the old man slowly exhaled a white smoke ring, and knocked on the table with the pipe in his hand, "let her go, withdraw people."

"Master Three Generations, this—"

"Go."

"……Yes!"

-

I stood by the bed rigidly, looking at the unchanging scenery outside the window with a blank expression.

There is no way, anyone who does not take a shower, eat, drink, or sleep, and wears clothes soaked in blood for two days will be the same as me.

The only sufferer, Sasuke Uchiha, is still in a coma, and I am a person who can't hide my words. In order to avoid accidentally exposing what should not be exposed during the conversation, I just cosplayed a three-no girl.

I was afraid of saying the wrong thing so I didn’t say anything, and I was afraid that I couldn’t tell the good from the bad so I simply refused. I left in a hurry that night, and the living are always more important than the dead. I chose the latter, but this does not mean that I give up protecting Uchiha's due property!

Unlike Uchiha Sasuke who was still a child, I am an adult who is not easy to fool. Even if the ones in the dark can't pull out their shots temporarily, at least the ones in the open should not try to bypass me.

I fiercely glared away another group of ninjas hiding in the dark who obviously wanted to get close to the Uchiha tribe, and gritted my teeth.

Damn it, why is Sasuke still awake? I think I'm going to stink.

-

So Uchiha Sasuke opened his eyes, saw nothing, and felt the resentment of the black cloud.

"...Who?" The child still had the aftereffects of eating monthly reading, his brain was a mess, but he still had the basic reaction of a ninja child, subconsciously touching the nearest weapon.

"You're awake." I quietly leaned over, ignoring his furry, "The sun is already up."

From my perspective, the confused eyes of the baby-fat child slowly blinked twice, and then soon became tainted with pain and hatred: "Uchiha——"

"I'm guarding, and no one has moved yet." I interrupted his energy storage, and pulled the dark purple clothes at the front, revealing the same dark brown family emblem on the cuffs, and said cruel words calmly, "You If you wake up, let's go see them off together for the last time."

His painful expression froze, and gradually became dazed, and he made a breathy voice: "The last journey?"

"Yeah." I saw that he didn't move, so I had to do it myself, first went to the bathroom next to him to get hot water, washed the dirt off his hands, then folded the wet towel and walked out, "No one taught you this before. On the other hand... it doesn't matter, I won't either, at least I can't let them fall asleep in the sun like this, right?"

After a sudden change, the child who lost everything overnight was covered in thorns, resisting my approach with a distrustful and vigilant expression: "Who are you?"

"You can call me 'Hana', Hana," I stopped three feet away from him, and handed out the towel in my hand: "My maternal grandfather is Uchiha, but I haven't received ninja education , nor a ninja."

Naturally the same camp, and the identity of "the only surviving clansman" reduced his vigilance very well. The child who is not yet facially paralyzed can't hide his doubts at all. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes responded well. I cleared my own doubts: What else can I do if I am not a ninja?

"There is still a lot to do, this is the unevenness of the world, but are you sure you want to discuss this with me now?" I smiled, seeing that he didn't resist this time, I simply stepped forward and put the steaming towel on touched his face, "I heard from the medical ninja that you were not injured physically, but more mentally - it was an illusion. Does your head still hurt after sleeping?"

If I remember correctly, in the original development, in order to let his younger brother fully remember this hatred, Uchiha Itachi ruthlessly increased the intensity of the monthly reading. This time I broke in suddenly, and I didn’t know to interrupt how much.

As a result, as soon as I finished asking this sentence, the child with the towel on his face kept his face upright and stopped moving.

I pretended not to see his slightly trembling shoulders, took a step back, poured water into the empty water glass next to me, and muttered: "It stands to reason that you should recover in the hospital until you fully recover, but there are some things that you must go to." Just do it, so can you bear with it a little bit?"

"……what?"

Probably no one has ever raised such a realistic question with him before, and he has been well protected. The daily worries are only 'how to make my brother accompany me more', 'how can my father praise me more', and 'the sweets made by my mother are good Delicious, how can I not get tooth decay' Uchiha Six-year-old Sasuke's words are all false, and it seems that he has not yet had a substantial understanding of 'genocide'.

In the original book, he should be facing the empty family land, the pity eyes of the people around him, and in the loneliness and hatred of blunt knives, he can only understand when he grows up.

"As I just said," I patted him on the shoulder, "wipe off your face and give you 5 minutes to prepare. We should go see you off."

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and it is less painful to share it equally with two people than to face it alone.

After 5 minutes, I lifted Uchiha Sasuke's ribs with a serious face: "Hey."

Uchiha Sasuke, who was completely led by the nose by me, has not yet reacted: "Wait—? What are you doing?!"

"Didn't you see, let me take you away," I said calmly, "You are still dizzy, you can't walk a few steps at all."

"Nonsense! You, don't shake, I, yue—"

I pinched his face expressionlessly and threatened: "If you dare to spit on me, you will die, Sasuke-kun."

"You obviously did it first, right? And you don't have a clean spot on your body anymore!"

"That's not allowed, hold back."

"You are a strong man!"

"Oh, you can also speak idioms, Sasuke-kun is amazing...but I don't listen." I flicked the fluttering little round fan back, turned it upside down, and subconsciously said, "It's lighter."

"Hey, did you listen to me—"

-

Facts have proved that no matter how active the atmosphere is deliberately, once they arrive at the Uchiha clan land that has not been cleaned, the people who have just become lively can immediately calm down.

Not surprised at all, I patted the silent Xiaotuanfan on the back: "Don't be stupid, come and recognize someone."

It was the first time I did this job, and I was a little apprehensive. These people were not like those critically ill patients who died of serious illness. Each of them had fatal wounds on their bodies, and there was a lingering smell of blood, but every time they The thought of having an even more bewildered child next to me forced me to be more reliable.

Don't show timidity even if you're pretending!

I looked back at Uchiha Sasuke with a pale expression, sighed, and squatted down: "Can you still eat it, Sasuke-kun?"

The child, or, at this moment, Uchiha Sasuke, who had no choice but to grow into a teenager, had red eyes, and a hooked jade was spinning uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth, only to find that what he said was an incoherent neigh.

"—"

"Think clearly." I saw the stubbornness in his eyes, and gave the last warning, "This is just the beginning, we are just standing at the entrance, next, we will restrain these people one by one, you You need to keep recalling the past, match the faces of these people with those who greeted you with a smile, straighten their clothes, set up signs for them, and finally, with the name 'Uchiha' on your back, bury everything."

I opened my mouth again, and found that Uchiha Sasuke, who was still unable to make a sound, grabbed me vigorously, his hands with calluses were cold and convulsed unceasingly.Under my gaze, he took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

"That's good." I held his hand instead, stood up, and pulled him inside.

"let us start."

-

Collecting the corpses of the entire Uchiha clan is a huge project, and the physical exertion can be tolerated for the time being, but Sasuke Uchiha, who is the main bearer, obviously...

"This is the end, Dad, and Mom."

Uchiha Sasuke, whose expression had disappeared, rolled his eyes and subconsciously focused on me.

"Thanks for your hard work."

As a human porter, I have completely given up saving the clothes that I can no longer look at. I raised my eyes and looked at the completely dark sky: "The next step is to make a choice."

He found a random place to sit down, patted the ground next to him, and motioned for him to sit down too.

After an afternoon of getting along, Uchiha Sasuke, who no longer resisted my approach, stopped not far from me, facing the dark clan ground, and sat with his knees hugged.

...the negativity is about to explode.

I haven't rested for nearly three days, and I only drank a glass of water to quench my thirst. At this stage, I am about to reach the limit. I decided to make a quick decision and said bluntly: "So many unowned sharing eyes, have you thought about what to do— —My personal suggestion is to burn it all with one fire.”

"There should be a secret technique in the Uchiha clan to prevent the eyes from being taken away, but now we only have two people, not to mention whether we can keep them, we don't have enough manpower and time," I resisted the urge to rub my eyes, breaking the truth into pieces To talk to this young man: "...you should be able to understand, right? So what's your idea?"

What responded to me was the boy's knot seal: "Huo Dun——"

The soaring fire light illuminated the dark sky, and after I finally completed a series of aftermath, I didn't even have time to leave an explanation, so I fell over.

Ah, I escaped the falling objects that must be found in the new dungeon, but I still can't escape the exhausted coma...

I was so helpless, I turned sideways with the last sliver of clarity, avoiding the boy's outstretched hand in desperation.

You are also a patient, you guys are not much better than me, if you throw a gourd or something, it's better not to take it all together... right?

——?

The impact I was waiting for didn't come, there seemed to be blue light spilling out from the end of my eyes, and the cold, icy chakra flowed down my cheeks, and circled gently around my neck.

"found it."

I threw myself into an embrace with a perennial smell of gunpowder.