[Hokage] Summer Festival

Three generations of Hokage.

It is said that the supreme leader of all ninjas in this village is called Hokage and is now the third generation.

It seems that this village has not been established for a long time.In the future, I want to understand the history, culture, customs and customs of this place in a short period of time, at least I don't have to work hard to consult a large number of history books as thick as bricks.

But now is not the time to celebrate this.

Sand ninja village information.

No matter how hard I try, I can't make up any information about Sand Ninja Village.

No one here knows more than me in that completely strange place.

It is impossible to get away with it by chance.

Moreover, during the current war, Natsuko was once a spy sent by Konoha to the enemy country, and the information he stole was of great importance.If you say a wrong sentence, you may implicate the person who is sent to the mission.

Human life is at stake, so don't talk nonsense.

I began to feel uneasy in my heart, my fingers curled and then loosened, loosened and curled again.

Hatake Sakumo said goodbye and wanted to leave, Hokage said:

"Stay and listen together, Sakumo. Your next mission is to infiltrate Sand Ninja Village."

Xiaochun walked up to me and handed me a forehead protector.

There is dried dark red blood on the silver swirl pattern, I don't know if it is Xia Zi's blood or the blood of the enemy.

I held it in my hand and turned over the back, only to see the words "Natsuko Kato" neatly engraved on it.

"We found this map in the middle of your forehead."

As she spoke, she spread out a piece of paper with more than a dozen symbols drawn on it, marking residential areas, Fengying office, reference room, interrogation room, underground prison and so on.

The other three people also came over, and their eyes fell on the map.

Hokage pointed to a circle in the middle of the paper that was filled with black but did not mark any words, and asked:

"What's here?"

Very close to it is the Kazekage office.

What else can I do but press my lips together.

Xia Zi didn't leave a single word or record about herself. So far, all I know about her comes from the words of relatives and friends around her and my own guesses.

Brother, companion, teacher.

The Xia Zi I know is the Xia Zi in their eyes.

If they don't even know what that black circle means, how will I know.

"Zongsuke once said that you discovered a very important secret of Sand Ninja Village. Is it related to this?"

It was Men Yan who spoke, his expression was serious and meticulous, which reminded me of my class teacher with square face in middle school.

Although he is unsmiling and has strict requirements on students, it cannot be denied that he is a good teacher with an extremely sense of responsibility.

From Mei Shu's usual words, we can see that Menyan is also such a good teacher.

But I still can't give any answer.

Be it information or secrets, probably only the dead Xia Zi knows about it.

If from the beginning, I said that I have lost my memory and I don’t remember anything from the moment I woke up, would I be able to avoid the current dilemma?

It's a pity that it's too late, and it's too difficult to get out of the body.

Besides, the excuse of amnesia is unconvincing no matter how you look at it.

Probably because I was silent for a long time, Xiaochun called "Xiazi" beside me.

I raised my head, only to see Hokage showing a comforting smile, and said:

"The serious injury has not healed, and the memory may be a little confused."

"Don't worry, think about it."

Have no idea.

Of course, my memory is not confused. I remember everything about the last life clearly.

I don't have that kind of memory at all.

This may be the information that Xia Zi is desperately trying to bring back to the village. If it cannot be fully interpreted, will she die with regret.

Just when I was thinking that I would not be able to hold on, my right hand moved by itself.

I widened my eyes slightly, and saw that it seemed to be spiritually enlightened, took a pen from the cabinet, and began to write on the paper.

One stroke at a time, written extremely carefully and smoothly.

[The altar of the wind, the magic weapon antler cup, guarding the crane. 】

Very beautiful words.

It is said that words are like a person, maybe Xia Zi is such a beautiful and graceful girl.

"Is it really a tail?"

Men Yan said in surprise but somewhat unexpectedly.

Xiaochun was calmer than him, pondering:

"It seems that Sand Shinobi hasn't found the right Jinchuriki to seal Ichibi yet."

Hokage didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly turned around and asked:

"Somao, what do you think?"

Hatake Sakumo pointed to the map and said:

"The Altar of Wind has Fengying sitting in it, so it is basically impossible to seize it."

"It's the best strategy for Konoha to make a quick decision before Sand Ninja finds a suitable Jinchuriki."

Then Hokage asked a few more questions, and the words on the paper gradually increased.

It was my hand, no, it was Xia Zi's hand that answered him.

Finally, Sakumo Hatake asked:

"Who is the captain of the sand ninja who is in charge of fighting Konoha?"

Xia Zi's hand gripped the pen tightly, and paused for several seconds before writing a line.

[Puppeteer, son of a thousand generations. 】

Compared with the words just now, this line of writing is obviously much harder.

The strokes are so sharp that the ink almost penetrates the paper.

In war, it is not uncommon for two people in opposing camps to cherish each other at first sight, and it is not uncommon for heroes to cherish heroes.

But most of them are probably enemies who are sad and angry when they see their companions being killed one by one, and wish to put each other to death and then hurry up.

I was wondering if this person would be the end of Xia Zi's life.

"yes."

Hatake Sakumo murmured.

"It really is him."

He looked at me with more affirmation and approval instantly, and said:

"You can survive him, Xia Zi, you have done a good job."

Xiaochun also sighed and said:

"No wonder the Chunin squad we sent out was almost wiped out."

"That guy Chiyo has a strong heir."

Hokage said a few more words about taking good care of his wounds, and left with Kadoyan Koharu and Hatake Sakumo, but before leaving, he smiled helplessly and said:

"Xia Zi, you still don't like to talk like before."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder I kept silent, only Xia Zi's hand was rustling on the paper, and they didn't suspect him.

Presumably Xia Zi was an extremely taciturn girl in front of them in the past.

Miki hasn't come back yet, and I'm the only one left in the ward, staring at the palm of my right hand in a daze.

The paper and pen are at hand, but Xia Zi's right hand does not move automatically like before.

I tried to move my fingers, raised and lowered my palms, turned them over and over again, with complete control.

At this time, this body fits so perfectly with my will that I can't see that it belongs to someone else.

I sometimes think, if Xia Zi hadn't died, or if I was reborn in another person's body, what kind of situation would I be facing now, better or worse?

The corner of the forehead guard next to the pillow shone with silver light, and the words "Natsuko Kato" were clearly visible from the corner of my eye.

Whether it is yesterday's ninjutsu or today's answer, it is all based on the consciousness left by Natsuko. Will her soul also remain in this body?

I held the pen with my right hand and called out "Xiazi" to it several times.

The ward was so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard, I almost held my breath waiting.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes.

no response.

I waited for a long time, my right hand hung motionless on the quilt, without any response.

When he loosened his fingers, the pen rolled to the side.

I let out a breath and suddenly felt extremely tired.

***

Miki was discharged from the hospital within a few days, and my wound was still not healed. I was bored alone in the ward every day, and spent most of my time sleeping, waiting for dressing changes and origami cranes.

Hatake Sakumo, who said he was going to guide me in my practice while I was ill, has disappeared since that day following Hokage.

At that time, Hokage said that his next mission was to infiltrate Sand Ninja Village. I thought of the yellow sand and dead bodies on the ground when I woke up for the first time, and I couldn't help but feel chills.

It was an inexplicably chilling place.

I don't know if Xia Zi's map will come in handy.

Thinking of this, I raised my right hand and turned it over and over in front of my eyes, without seeing anything special at all.

Every time I move my hands these days, I look forward to the strangeness of that day again.

Does Xia Zi have anything to tell me, or is there anything you want me to pass on to others?I have longed for Natsuko to tell me what to do and how to do it.

Too bad I didn't get any hints.

Since then, this right hand has acted obediently according to my will, just like my own hand.

Every time after disappointment, I would wonder if what I remembered that day was a hallucination, maybe there was no Hokage at all, and there was no abnormality in Natsuko's right hand.

But the forehead guard next to the pillow reminds me of the truth that has happened all the time.

After the injury, what should I do?

Practice or go to war, or will be sent to other countries to perform espionage missions?I was suddenly terrified of an unpredictable future.

How does an untrained ordinary person adapt to the life of a ninja.What's more, this is a completely strange world to me.

war.

I vowed to take Natsuko's place and fight for her country and village. Even if her body still retains the fighting instinct, whether I can pass the test in my heart is still unknown.

Going to the battlefield is no better than cooking and shopping, it is going to kill people.

Ask yourself if I am ready to kill and be killed.

There is no child's play on the battlefield.

In war, you die or you die. Be kind to the enemy or be cruel to yourself.

I understand all this.

But understanding is one thing, and being able to follow suit is another.

Any ordinary person who grew up in a peaceful society ruled by law, even if he knows that killing is nothing more than nodding, he will not think that it is an insignificant thing.Of course, the heinous criminals are not included in the category of ordinary people.

When I think about the future in this world, I feel boundless confusion.

It would be great if someone could tell me what to do in a down-to-earth manner.

However, this is also an excessive luxury.

When the letter came to change my medicine, I looked at the paper cranes on the cabinet and smiled, then looked at the blue sky outside the window and said:

"What a beautiful day."

I also turned my head to look out, and responded:

"Yes."

"Do you want to go outside for a while?"

Hearing this, I looked at him in surprise and said:

"Can I leave the hospital?"

Whether there is no time to think about it, and it is necessary to return to Xia Zi's previous life track.

"Do not."

He smiled and shook his head, looking at me with a little more understanding and tolerance.

"You can go out for a walk and be back in the ward within an hour."

"Speaking of which, Natsuko, you haven't had a chance to take a good look at Konoha since you came back. I've been away from the village for more than two years, so I miss you very much."

I bowed my head in silence and clasped my hands under the quilt.

I'm afraid Xia Zi will never have the chance to see her village again, but I can see everything here with her eyes.

Leaving aside the future, I am already extremely fortunate.

I don't know if she was away from home or if she had anything special to miss before she died.

"Go."

The letter above my head patted my head, and I did not forget to say:

"This time we can't mess around again."

I smiled, there should be no second Sakumo Hatake following me this time.