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

I don't feel right.

Very, very wrong.

That's right, it's been more than ten days since what happened that day.

Squeezing my body twice, barely letting go of a wooden escape, and fighting with Mr. Jiu Lama until dawn, it can be said that my heart is hard to stop beating on the spot, so after confirming the friendly signal from Jiu Lama, I immediately rolled my eyes. Close, fall back.

It was a moment of pleasure to talk, and it was a little obvious that the private goods were accidentally carried. If you are cowardly, you might as well pass out to keep safe.

Mr. Hashirama, please do your best, the answer is already in front of you, if you still follow the old path, I will look down on you!

It's the kind that runs three times on Konoha Street and shouts "Mr. Hashirama, you idiot" when you wake up!

In short, what do you like now, Huahuajiang, I have done everything I can.

go to bed.

I slept for nearly three days in one go.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the medical ninja headquarters that he wanted to find out.

According to the beautiful and kind lady Ninja, I looked miserable when I was sent here.

Mr. Hashirama, who sent me here, carried my chakra on my back without stopping, and Mr. Tomama, who arrived a little later after solving the post-war arrangement, faced the stinky faces of Elder Toyoshige and Elder Tsubaki all the way. here.

Hmm... Elder Fengzhong and Elder Chun should be the names of Grandpa Qianshou and Granny Qianshou.

I was quietly distracted holding a platter of cut fruits that was said to be sent by well-meaning unknown ninjas, and almost stuck a toothpick in my nose.

The young lady on the other side found out that she had sharp eyesight and quickly stopped her.

I smiled guiltily.

There is really no way, the child is bored after lying down for so long!

Seeing that I had calmed down, the young lady on the opposite side began to ramble on.

Uchiha Madara and Kurama, who came to say hello to each other, disappeared that day, and it is said that they left after saying hello.

The above statement comes from Mr. Hashirama's passionate explanation.

I glanced at Miss Ninja, who had an indescribable expression, and remained silent.

——It’s already very good, don’t be greedy, Hua.

Regarding my physical condition, it is said that the entire medical department was dispatched that day to check me up and down, and came to the conclusion that I just consumed too much and my body repaired itself.

No one believed the result.

After all, the person is still lying on the hospital bed, breathing heavily by the powerful vitality sent by Hokage-sama.

It took me half a day to get out of Mr. Hashirama's continuation.

After sleeping for two days, I finally woke up once.

When I woke up, there was chaos again, and I still remember that when I finally opened my eyes, I saw the faces that came together.

...and the hands and medical ninjutsu of someone who greeted you.

Well, eye opener.

And the medical ninjas who got similar results had a bad face at that time, and they couldn't help doubting their own abilities.

Hearing this, I apologized silently and silently.

In fact, to some extent, this result is very correct.

After all, the culprit is the heart that was torn twice in the chest cavity. The so-called first birth and second familiarity, this really can only be cured by getting more sleep.

For some unknown reason, no one seems to have noticed the heart problem.

But this is the only thing I want to do my best to hide. At least for now, I don't want to cause trouble for Mr. Hashirama, who is in a state of distress.

Then I fell asleep on and off for several days.

Just yesterday, I finally got well!

So what is wrong?

good question.

When I woke up this time, I obviously felt that my strange perception was much stronger.

Therefore, since yesterday, I have been feeling a vague sense of spying.

Intermittent, vague, not malicious, but it's really subtle to be stared at all the time...

I can't even go to the toilet properly!

And after probing around, no ninja found it?

No, it can't go on like this.

If this is the enemy, the medical department will be found out.

I immediately proposed to be discharged from the hospital.

Hmph, let me find you out!

After being warned about one, two, three, four... many precautions, I was released from the medical department smoothly.

Come out and go to Konoha Street first.

After walking through the crowd and the street, I bought some gadgets and took the opportunity to look around.

The impact of the previous incident on Konoha Street has almost disappeared. People come and go, and many residents’ deeply sunken cheeks can already be seen a little full. This is a settled and full appearance.

Just a little seed of peace can show such a look of satisfaction and gratitude, everyone is cherishing this hard-won life.

For me who was born in peace and grew up in peace, such a scene is touched no matter how many times I watch it.

——No abnormality was found.

Then he went straight to Grandpa Thousand Hands' training ground.

Before entering the door, I heard the energetic shouts inside, and I couldn't help but smile on my brows.

I pushed open the door and shouted, "I'm back—"

...and was quickly overwhelmed by the oncoming little carrot heads.

In short, after dealing with the overly enthusiastic little orangutans with thousands of hands and trying to reject more than half of them' invitation to the battle, I sat beside Grandma Qianshou, took the teacup and took a sip of water, and breathed a sigh of relief .

The two old men are also here today.

I hesitated for a moment, suddenly at a loss for words.

There are too many things that I need to explain, and there are many things that I can't explain.

Soon, I felt my head being touched and patted again.

"It'll be fine when you come back, Hua." Grandma Qianshou looked at me with a smile.

"……Um!"

"Hey, the knife is very beautiful!" This is Grandpa Qianshou who is still fierce.

"Uh-huh!"

I have become a quail who only nods silly.

"Aren't you going to talk to them? The children are looking forward to communicating with you."

"Uh-huh?"

"Oh, grandpa praised you when he came back. The first time he held a knife, he knocked away the weapon of Uchiha Kagami, the leader of his peers. The second time, he was able to survive a group of thousands of hands. This time, we’ve all seen this, facing Nine Tails—is it called Nine Lamas, right? It’s excellent, Hana.”

"Eh???"

"Cough, cough, cough!!!" Amid Grandpa Qianshou's violent cough, I slowly turned my head, and met the Qianshous who were standing by the side, ready to go, eager to try, and showing ferocious expressions at me.

Yes, the anticipation is all murderous.

I slowly put down the teacup.

I stood up solemnly.

I, rushing out the door——

Qian, Qianshou is not afraid of any challenge, but now I still have work to do, so I will leave!

He ran for his life and went straight to the Hokage Tower.

Something is so wrong.

The attitudes of Grandpa Qianshou and Granny Qianshou were too natural, natural, as if they hadn't noticed the eyes that had been watching from the dark at all.

I'm already breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Mr. Hashirama——!!!"

Frightened by my brain, I didn't notice the unobstructed way from the door, skipping the sideways ninjas one by one, I rushed directly into the room with the strongest sense of breath.

On the table full of mountains of documents, I saw a hand stretched out with difficulty, and tremblingly pulled a mountain of documents aside, revealing a face exuding the atmosphere of a social animal.

"..." I was stunned to the ground for a moment.

"It's Hua! You've been discharged from the hospital! It looks like you've recovered!" A tired but very Hashirama laughed. "What happened to make you rush forward in such a hurry?"

I took a deep breath, organized my language, and tried to objectively tell the events of the past two days and my perception one by one.

The serious expression of Mr. Hashirama on the opposite side began to collapse as I gradually told, and finally froze at a person who wanted to laugh but forcibly held back, looking a little relieved but with a hint of schadenfreude, in short, it was very complicated.

"Ah, this, I probably know who it is..." The tone was also very strange.

"?"

"Don't worry about it, after all, the flowers that night were very handsome! So some people can't help but be a little curious, it's normal!" The erratic tone gradually turned into a certainty.

"... Someone? Not an enemy?" I was a little puzzled, but the perception was indeed not malicious.

What Mr. Hashirama said should not be wrong, I chose to believe it.

"As long as it's not an enemy, it's fine, but this curiosity has been too long..." I couldn't help complaining: "Drinking water and eating... the sight that can be felt is a bit disturbing."

"Pfft—cough! Hmm!" Mr. Hashirama made a suspicious voice, and quickly recovered his reliable expression when I looked up in doubt, "It doesn't matter, I will remind you, thanks for your hard work."

Well, as long as it's not black and white, just watch it.

I nodded, thinking of Mr. Hashirama's treatment again, I swallowed what I wanted to thank when I saw the terrible workload on the table, why don't I choose a suitable time to formally thank him.

Be considerate to social animals.

With that in mind, I'm going to say goodbye.

"Wait a minute, Hana," Hashirama-san called me hesitantly, "about you, Nine Tails, and Nine Lamas."

"Yes?"

"..." This hesitation took a long time, and it was obvious that Mr. Hashirama was going through a very strong struggle, "You have become friends, right? Don't you want to ask where he is?"

"?" I was really puzzled: "No need? I have something to do, and he has his."

"I remember you said that you have a common vision? Wouldn't it be better to work together like this?" Mr. Hashirama's tone gradually became obscure, as if this answer was very important to him.

Eh?Did I mention this?I tried hard to think about it, but I couldn't remember it.

"Are you talking about Nine Lamas?" Although I didn't know what answer Mr. Hashirama wanted to know, I still gave my answer seriously.

"The vision of the Nine Lamas is too great and far away. For this, he can always bear the misunderstanding and hatred that does not belong to him. Even so, he still keeps this expectation and works hard silently. You see, before this, no one has ever sincerely accepted it. The existence of the over-tailed beast never called his proper name."

"So the path chosen by such Jiula must be lonely."

I said intermittently, "I just need to let him know that while he's working on a future that I don't know about, there's someone who understands your thoughts.

"We can never see each other, but we are not alone."

"...what if his path is wrong?"

"Mr. Hashirama," I looked at him, and suddenly understood the reason why he asked these questions. I was a little moved. It's great that you finally asked.

"The world I can see is so big. I can't see what the world looks like in the eyes of people who are much stronger than me, and naturally I can't judge right or wrong."

"Wrong is wrong."

"Take a step back," I blinked slyly, "You also said that our goals are the same, so I'll do it first, and he will have nothing to do!"

"You're right!" Senju Zhuma suddenly interrupted me excitedly.

The man in front of him - after experiencing the loss of his family, war after war, breaking with his best friends, fighting, forming alliances, and parting ways again, growing into a leader and shouldering everyone's expectations, his eyes seemed to have a bright light.

This made him look like a teenager at this moment.

High spirits.

After the girl left with a puzzled farewell, he laughed wantonly into the empty room where there was only one person left, and he didn't know who to tell: "This time, I must win!"

Outside the window, no one responded, only the black shadow that disappeared in an instant, and the "leaf" floating in the air.