Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Inside the Yuyi Clan's land, in the patriarch's mansion.

After hearing the report from his subordinate, Eiji Hagoromo remained silent.

Kneeling below is a group of Yuyi who is in charge of hunting down "Usaki Nana". The leader, Yuyimaru, has tears on his face and almost buried his head in the ground: "The subordinates are incompetent... if they fail to catch the real murderer who killed Mr. ...the subordinates are incompetent..."

"Okay, she's better than all of you combined, and you can't depend on this matter, just raise your head."

Eiji spoke calmly, but he didn't want him to say that, all the Yuromo kneeling underneath were crying, each and every one of them was holding back their crying, and Doshita sat down and didn't want him to see his sadness.

The room was dead silent, as if no one was there.

Eiji sat on the chair, the whole person was as quiet as the deep sea, without the slightest wave.The matter of not being able to catch Uchiha Quanna was thrown into his deep sea, and sank silently like a stone without making any sound.

After a long time, everyone heard him whisper softly: "It's so cold..."

"It's already spring, why is it still so cold..."

The young man sitting alone at the top let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, and gradually showed fatigue on his face.

"You say...does it mean that the weather will get warmer again only when the war stops?"

On the other side, in the mansion of the Uchiha clan.

Uchiha Quanna was taken aback by his brother's question, and then his face became a little sad.

"Don't ask, brother."

He tilted his head and continued to look at the courtyard, his eyes were dark and lifeless, "I can't say anything."

can not say?

Uchiha Madara frowned, thought for a while, and then raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"If you can't say it, don't say it. It's better than anything else when you come back."

He said so nonchalantly, with his sharp brow raised slightly, he showed a contemptuous arrogance, "You don't need to pay attention to those guys' stupid words, you know?"

Uchiha Izuna froze for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.

"Well, I don't care." He nodded obediently, and then looked at his brother with a satisfied expression as if he had been patted.

But after laughing, he couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

As for Yuyi, he really couldn't say it because he was controlled by the poison, but the most important reason was...he didn't want to say it.

He had already experienced what it was like to be poisoned.To be honest, bee venom is worthy of the name of bee venom. The moment the poison is released, it can paralyze the whole body, and the whole body feels like being stung by tens of thousands of bees. It is impossible to speak or write with a pen. .

Even swallowing that one Gu poison made him feel that he had exhausted all his strength.Being able to escape in that weak state all depends on his evolved Sharingan, as well as his familiarity with the land of the Yuyi Clan and the chasing soldiers.

...But in the end, the poisoning was just an excuse for him.If he really wanted to leave information, he could put his life and death aside and use Sharingan to leave information.

However, after killing Mr. Yauya, let alone bothering to pass on the information, he never even thought about it—the evidence is that he is still alive and well.

why?

...Actually, he knew the answer.

Uchiha Izuna thought of Komura Yuya's last look, and felt his eye sockets start to heat up again.

He kept in mind that he was Quanna of the Uchiha clan, that's why he killed Komura after his identity was discovered, because he didn't want to be a traitor to the family.

However, after killing Komura Yaya, pretending to blame Senshou at the scene, and desperately returning to the clan, he realized that he had lost his true heart and lost his love for Yuzhi under the bitter regret and pain. Bo's fanatical loyalty.

In the short last seven days of his life, he began to view and even criticize his own people objectively and soberly, and began to hate from the bottom of his heart that he was once like them, so short-sighted and narrow-minded.

Uchiha Quanna looked up at the sky, and at a glance, he could only see a small inch of world surrounded by walls and tree crowns, and he, who used to only know how to fight around this inch of world all day long, was indeed like Like the frog in the well that Mr. Eiji said, he is confined to his small clan and feud, unable to see how vast and beautiful the outside world is.

But the price of letting him see the world is so heavy and painful.

Now he... can no longer be the original "Uchiha's Izumi".

...Forget it, what's the point of thinking about it now.

Uchiha Izuna raised his hand and wiped his eyes, suppressing the disappointing tears.

He has cried more in the past few days than in the past 19 years, but no matter how much he cries, the sins he has already carried on his body cannot be washed away.

"Brother." He called Madara with a hoarse voice, and softly asked the question he wanted to ask most at the moment: "You haven't given up on your childhood dream, have you?"

Uchiha Madara was stunned, and then squeezed out a self-deprecating smile: "So what if you give up, so what if you don't give up."

He also turned his eyes to look at the sky, thinking of something, his cold face looked a little gloomy: "Anyway, it is impossible for Uchiha and Yuyi to reconcile."

Uchiha Quanna suffocated for breath, and after a while he said: "I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault." Madara obviously knew why he was apologizing, and waved his hand indifferently, "I was so naive back then, I thought everything would be fine if I kept it a secret. But in fact, even if you don't say it, He will know sooner or later. Me and him..."

He paused, remembering the last conversation by the Nanhe River, his face was stained with pain when he didn't know it, "...We can't do it after all."

Hearing the words, Uchiha Izuna stared deeply at his sharp eyebrows and cold and arrogant eyebrows for a while, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

He looked away, and said in an indistinct tone: "No...I actually think that brother's advantage is just about to be manifested now."

Uchiha Madara was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

He looked at his silent brother in surprise, thought for a while and said strangely: "Speaking of which, didn't you always dislike me thinking about him before? You didn't even want me to mention it?" Why did you bring it up by yourself today? up?The tone seems to be quite... Encouraging him to pursue Eiji?

Quan Nai shook her head inexplicably, leaned over and hugged him in a low voice.

"Brother, you must reconcile with Eiji... and Yuyi Eiji, and form an alliance with the Yuyi clan smoothly."

Madara couldn't react and hugged him back. Hearing this, he almost stared out of Sharingan to see who the person in front of him was: "Izumi, Izumi? Are you really Izumi? No, no, no, you know what you're talking about." What?!"

"I know." Quanna, who always becomes a super little angel in front of people close to her, puffed her face, let him go and glared at him sullenly, "If you dare to treat Yui Eiji badly in the future, I will definitely I won't forgive you!"

Uchiha Madara: "Huh??!"

Thinking of the skeptical look on his elder brother's face when he left in the daytime, Uchiha Quanna couldn't help laughing.

The laughter humming from his nose spread far away in the night, making the forest more and more empty and silent, and it seemed as if he could hear his own heartbeat when he listened carefully.

... so quiet.

Uchiha Izuna sighed softly, looked up at the cherry blossom tree with petals constantly falling above her head, her eyes gradually lost her mind.

The patriarch of the Yuyi clan always has flower-shaped tattoos on their bodies, and beautiful cherry trees are planted inside and outside the clan grounds.However, in order to deceive people, they also planted many cherry blossoms in places far away from the clan land, and he chose one of them.

I heard from his elder brother before that there is a string of wisteria flowers tattooed on the edge of the butterfly bone on Mr. Eiji's left side.Probably because I often think of each other, my brother will always unconsciously collect things with the smell or pattern of wisteria flowers, such as incense, handkerchiefs and even kimonos.

But he was afraid that he and his father would find out, so he always hid those gadgets tightly, and only occasionally turned them out, staring at one of them in a daze.

He thought he hadn't discovered it, but in fact, he had already discovered it, but he just didn't bother to expose it.

Speaking of which, when he didn't know about it before, he thought that kind of tattoo was just a status symbol, and he felt exaggerated and toothache because his brother used this to commemorate the other party...

But when he came to the Yuyi tribe, he discovered that the flowers represented by tattoos are actually very closely related to himself. At least Mr. Eiji likes to use wisteria flowers for medicine and poisoning. There is also a beautiful wisteria flower planted in the yard of Butterfly House. tree, so his body is always stained with a faint fragrance of wisteria flowers.

The day he returned to the clan after the war with Sarutobi, he had already smelled this light and fresh floral fragrance from the other party.

At that time, he once plucked a pink-white cherry blossom from his head.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Izuna couldn't help showing a gentle and slightly sad smile.

Thinking about it this way, it would be nice to die under a cherry blossom tree.

The black-haired young man closed his eyes, and his expression quickly became determined.

After biting his thumb, he quickly made seals, and with a slap on the ground, he summoned his psychic ninja cat. Then he raised his head to take a last look at the world, and resolutely gouged out his eyes and sealed them.

"Go back to the psychic place first, and then use the reverse psychic method tomorrow morning...give these eyes and this letter to Brother Ban."

With blood and tears streaming down his empty eyes, he endured the pain and tied the sealing scroll and the letter he had prepared a long time ago around Ninja Cat's neck, saying so in his mouth.

The letter contained his carefully fabricated lies, detailing how he had been manipulated and enslaved by the "vicious enemy" for the past year, and how he had managed to escape but still could not escape the control of the other party, so he decided to kill himself.

...Well, basically, it is a short story made up after the image of Mr. Eiji has been vilified a hundred times, and it can be regarded as his little revenge for the person who poisoned himself in the first place.

Thinking of Eiji Hagoromo's exaggerated acting skills when he poisoned him, and his embarrassing appearance of submitting obediently after being frightened to death, the corners of Quanna's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and rubbed Shinobi's head gropingly: " go."

Ninja Cat meowed twice and disappeared into the air as a puff of white smoke.

The boulder in Quan Nai's heart suddenly dropped, he let out a sigh of relief and leaned back against the tree, and reached out to take out the detonating talisman in the bag.

For Uchiha, the most precious thing on his body is the eyes, and as a ninja, the place where the most information is stored is the brain, so he must not leave these two things outside.

If he died in the family land, he would not have to deal with his own body, but Mr. Eiji's poison recognition is too high, and if someone recognizes it, it will definitely intensify the conflict between Uchiha and Yuyi again. It is impossible for my brother and Mr. Eiji in this life together.

In the past, he might still be happy to hear about it, but now...hehe, he'd better take care of himself.

Standing up and sticking the detonating talisman around, Izumi Uchiha sat down again dripping with cold sweat, stared numbly for a while, then suddenly raised his hand to touch the more and more blood on his face.

"Strange, logically speaking...the bleeding should have stopped long ago..."

He opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice, the volume became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a slightly trembling, choked sob with a crying tone.

There was no light in the pitch-black field of vision, and only his voice echoed quietly around him, so quiet that even the "rustling" sound of the wind passing through the forest was unceasingly clear.

It was as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

So quiet... Really so quiet...

Uchiha Izumi wiped more and more blood on his face. In the end, he didn't know whether it was blood or something else, but after wiping it a little rudely, he gritted his teeth and curled himself up, as if afraid Bury face in knees trembling.

The world in front of him was dark, and the surroundings were quiet and cold. Boundless fear slowly spread from the bottom of his heart like a tide, seeping into his bones like tarsal maggots, bringing terrifying loneliness and coldness.

It's time to do it—Sensei said so.

It's very simple, just throw a kunai, and the surrounding detonating symbols will explode in a chain, blowing him to nothing.

Uchiha's shuriken skills are world-renowned, and Kunai is a weapon he has played with since he was a child. Even if he loses his eyes, he will not miss the target, so...so...

Under the cherry blossom tree, the young man who curled himself up into a ball tightly clutched his clothes, his thin shoulders trembling in the cold night of early spring, biting his lips and crying silently.

At this moment, Uchiha Quanna uncontrollably thought of the daily life he and his brother got along with, his father's stern but loving face, and the bits and pieces in his short life that he thought he had forgotten.

...But more, what he thought of was Eiji Hagoromo's smile.

Before he thought of everything because of that sudden "opportunity", when he got along with that person, he was so natural and intimate, and his every move was full of tacit understanding honed on the battlefield...

They once handed their backs to each other on the battlefield, discussed strategies face to face with each other in the camp, and smiled knowingly because they accidentally met each other's eyes.

At that time, Mr. Eiji trusted him more than anyone else. He would boldly teach him strategies and tactics, would rub his head with joy when he drew inferences from one instance, would impart his own sword skills generously and selflessly, and would When he was injured, he stood beside his bed nervously, holding his hand and calling him eagerly...

Nana.

But at that time, the person he called was him, not him.

It was he who personally destroyed that person who was as warm as the bright sun.

Tears mixed with blood rolled down like beads with a broken thread, Uchiha Izuna tightly held her elbows, and finally couldn't help crying out in the crumbling darkness.

sorry Sorry sorry.

Although no matter how much you say sorry, it's useless, but at least... Please let him admit his ugliness and sins, as well as his hopeless stupidity and cowardice before he dies.

Admit that he... has fallen in love with him already.

A branch of Kunai flew out of Quan Nai's hand.

When the explosion that represented death sounded, the blind young man leaned against the tree trunk in a daze, and whispered softly at the last moment: "Mr. Eiji..."

The astonishing heat expanded like a scorching sun.

The next moment, an invisible force suddenly grabbed his back collar, pulled him up like a carrot, and flew away from the spot!

"Varied--?!"

"Boom--!!"

The deafening loud noise drowned out Quan Nai's stunned voice, and the intense pain exploded in both ears, causing him a splitting headache in just a moment, and almost fainting on the spot from the shock.

But in the end he still struggled not to faint, but in a burst of tinnitus and dizziness, he desperately grasped the man's clothes, as if grasping the last straw to save his life. Tears welled up again.

"sorry……"

A hoarse, lifeless voice came from his throat.

The man above held him silently away from the explosion, unresponsive and indifferent.

But Uchiha Izumi seems to have received the favor and salvation from the gods at the moment he recognized who he is, forgetting all other things, only knowing to hold him tightly with both hands, Saying what I wanted to convey at the end over and over again: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Uchiha Izuna buried her head in that person's cold clothes and smelled the faint fragrance of wisteria flowers.