[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

This C-level mission was successfully completed. In the eyes of other clansmen, the three of us completed a mission single-handedly, and we have officially become a ninja.I didn't tell anyone the last time I saw the woman in red before I left. On the one hand, I felt dazzled, and on the other hand...

To put it bluntly, the task is completed, and Shancha signed and paid the money, and what happens next has nothing to do with us Uchiha.

After returning, I handed in the task as usual, and also handed in the commission. Two teammates and I said hello and went straight home.

These days, I slept on the road, and I didn't take a good shower when I went out. This time, I felt my whole body was sticky, and I almost couldn't wait to rush into the bathroom.

When I came out, my mother had already prepared dinner for me. Seeing that my hair was still wet, she frowned and said, "It's still dripping."

My stomach growled with hunger, and I couldn't help rushing to see the delicious food. Hearing what she said, I wrapped the food in my mouth first, then gave a vague answer, and stood up to go back to dry off.

As a result, just as he was halfway up, he was pushed down again, a towel was thrown on top of his head, and then a pair of hands gently wiped it, and the mother's gentle voice came from the top of his head: "Eat well, don't move your head. "

I felt the weight of both hands on my head, and I didn't dare to struggle anymore, I didn't dare to move my back straight, and even the speed of eating slowed down.

Seeing that I was so unwell, my mother sighed, and took the towel away when I saw that my hair was no longer dripping.

I thought it was over like this, but my mother knelt down behind me and didn't leave. She touched my head and said lightly: "The hair has grown."

I subconsciously stretched out my hand to touch it. Fortunately, the bangs didn’t cover my eyes, and the longest part just reached my shoulders.

But my mother said: "What do boys do with such long hair? I'll cut it short for you after dinner."

I sat on the chair and watched her busy in front of me, the scissors above her head clicked, and the broken black hair kept falling from my eyes.

She is wearing a snow-blue home kimono today, her waist is loosely tied with a belt of the same color, her lower abdomen is protruding, I stared at this future brother or sister for a while and asked: "When will my brother come out? "

The mother took a few steps back, admiring her handicraft, and smiled when she heard this: "How do you know it's the younger brother? Don't you like the younger sister?"

I thought about it: "The younger brother is better, but it doesn't matter if it's a younger sister. I will protect them well."

My mother stretched out her finger and flicked my forehead: "I'm a big kid, and your father and I are still there. It's enough for you to protect yourself." She raised her hand and worked on my head for a while before announcing It's done, and it also answered my original question: "Probably after the New Year."

I was in the corridor, feeling the wind chilling my neck, and I touched my head uncomfortably. In fact, my hair is of good quality, and it feels soft to the touch. It used to hang down on my shoulders when it was long, but now it stands upright after I cut it short. stand up.Unlike the second brother, no matter how long it is, it stretches around with thorns, like a hedgehog.He looks like his mother's delicate features, but his hair is the same as his father's, which seems to imply that there is such a manic side in his character.

The second brother came back from a mission the next day, saw that I had cut my hair short, and reached out curiously to touch it.To be honest, I don’t like people touching my head, even if my mother is fine. My second brother came so suddenly and I reflexively opened his hand. Of course, I ended up being carried to the training ground by him and “taught” me a lot.

During the interval of training, my second brother asked me why I wanted my younger brother more than my younger sister.

I didn't expect my mother to sell me so quickly. I wanted to fool me casually, but my second brother saw it and threatened me with his fist, so I had no choice but to tell the truth.

In fact, the reason is very simple. When ninjas say that men are better than women, no matter in terms of strength or speed, male ninjas of the same age usually have a higher survival rate than women, and when they are defeated by the enemy, female ninjas The fate will be even more miserable.

After hearing my words, the second brother was quiet for a while and gave me a shudder: "Stinky boy, do you talk like that! Whether it's a younger brother or a younger sister, if they are in danger, what do you want your brother to do?"

I felt dissatisfied, and argued hard: "Even family members can't protect them forever. I'm just talking about the difficulty of survival. And if it's really my younger sister, I will definitely protect her! It's not that I hate women or something of……"

I just thought of the little beggar who accepted Hui's kindness and betrayed us, and I thought of my elder brother, life is not easy for anyone in this world.Even the children of those famous families, they have to rob and fight for their future family property.

The world is full of competition, and it is still an extraordinary period. Wars are everywhere, and no one can avoid it.

I suddenly thought of the little fox. The Gouyu she gave me is now hanging around my neck and sticking to my chest. Its eyes are as clean as glass, but it is also involved in the struggle between ninjas what.If Hui hadn't called me that day, it would have died long ago.

As if to prove what I said, after a few days of rest, I was sent by my father to go to the front line with my second brother. The latter was going to do the mission seriously, while I was more to observe and study.According to my father's original words, I still have some unnecessary kindness, and I have to sharpen it to become a qualified ninja.

I reckon it was the first time that my earth-shattering vomiting ruined my image in the eyes of my father. In fact, I think I'm okay. If I really want to perform a mission and kill someone, I won't change my face.

This idea was completely shattered on the first day I arrived at the front.

When we arrived, a battle had just ended, and the air was filled with the smell of roasted meat. I didn't realize it at first, until I saw more than a dozen charred carbon corpses on the ground. The smell of paste.

A dead body was carried past my eyes, it was an Uchiha.He wasn't burnt, but his body was riddled with holes, as if he had been shot countless times with a machine gun, and his blood was drained dry.The arm that was also shot into a hornet's nest was hanging on the side, and the bloodless palm was spread out facing me. I saw that the entire skin of his palm was gone, exposing the red muscles and white meridians inside.

I started to feel nauseous at that time, and thought of my father's benevolent evaluation of me, I couldn't bear it anymore.Stealing a glance at the second brother next to him, his face was expressionless, his eyes swept across the other inhuman corpses without changing his eyes, his calmness was like stagnant water, which made me shudder.

The eyes of the people around him were the same as his, lifeless.

Everyone was busy walking around, some were rescuing the wounded, some were chasing and killing the remaining enemies, and some were cleaning the battlefield to help collect the corpses of their relatives and friends. Everyone was busy with their own affairs with their heads down, and no one was looking at us.

Although there are many people, this piece of land that has been ravaged by various ninjutsu is still as quiet as a cemetery.

No, this is the cemetery, the cemetery of countless ninja warriors.

My eyes swept over these dead people, both living and dead, and thinking that I would be one of them in the future, I felt a chill coming from the bottom of my heart, freezing my limbs.

The most dead are ninjas, followed by samurai.

In addition to our Uchiha clan, I also saw the Yuyi clan. They are our allies this time, and they were hired by the Fire Nation to participate in the war against the Wind Nation.

The second elder brother suddenly put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it, motioning me to look to the left: "That's Hagoromo Asako."

I followed his gaze and saw a girl who was slightly taller than me standing next to a man, looking up to listen to him.The girl has shiny silver hair, tied into double ponytails, and the ends of the hair are slightly curled. I noticed that my gaze was looking towards this side, and I saw a pair of emerald green eyes that looked like a vibrant spring.

The voice of the second brother rang in my ear: "It's a pity that it's an ally and it's not easy to start."

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of his empty right sleeve. In fact, it wasn't that there was nothing in it as I imagined, it was obviously full of hatred.

It's hard to imagine an 11-year-old boy with such a deep hatred for another seven-year-old girl that the muscles in his face twitch when he mentions her name.

But in this day and age, that's normal.

Everyone has someone who hates, everyone is hated, no matter what age, do I have one too?Will there be someone who hates me like my second brother hated that silver-haired girl?

Will that person see me, his eyes will instantly ignite flames, he will bite my name over and over again, swallow it mixed with blood and tears, and then ferment it in his chest?

Fermenting, fermenting... until one day, all the hatred broke out in an instant...

"Hello, my name is Asako Hagoromo." A cute voice interrupted my train of thought.

I looked at the white palm stretched out in front of me and couldn't react for a while, so the cute girl smiled and repeated: "My name is Asako Hagoromo, how about you?"

I widened my eyes and felt that her brain was flooded.

Although the Uchiha clan and the Yuyi clan are not at odds with each other like Senju, the relationship between the two clans is not much better, not to mention that because of her, my eldest brother died, and the second brother's right hand was also broken. She dared to be so generous Fang ran over to greet me and asked my name?

"What do you want to do?" Sure enough, before I could answer, the second brother took a step forward and stood in front of me, covering Asako Hagoromo and my gaze.

I can't see the second brother's face clearly, but I can only tell from the fierce and murderous look on his body that he is in a bad mood.

But this is for sure, the enemy is alive and kicking in front of his eyes, and he smiled and stepped forward to talk to me. I put myself in another place and thought about it. If I were the second brother, I might have rushed to perform the act of tearing people up.

The problem is, I'm not him.As for Yuyi Asako, I know that she killed her elder brother and harmed her second brother, so I should hate her.But when I looked at her just now, my heart was very peaceful.

This is a stranger.I think, it is very difficult for me to match the enemy named Hagoromo Asako in my heart with this stranger.

"I don't want to do anything, but it's rare to see comrades who are about the same age in the alliance, so come and get to know them. Can't you?" Yuyi Chaozi said crisply, bypassing my second brother, and reaching out to me persistently.

The second brother also turned around and stared at me with her.

I felt a lot of pressure to be stared at by these two people at the same time.Instead of looking at my second brother, I looked directly at Asako Hagoromo and introduced myself by name, but didn't reach out to shake her hand.

Confusion appeared on the other party's face, and I said lightly: "My elder brother died under your hands."

She was taken aback when she heard the words, put down her hands and said regretfully: "Ah, then there is nothing I can do." After she finished speaking, she shrugged and walked away gracefully.

I was shocked by her straightforward actions again. For the first time, I felt that I couldn't keep up with other people's brain circuits. When I looked up at my second brother, he didn't look at me at all, but stared at Yu Yi Asako's back.It's a pity that he is not a kaleidoscope sharingan, and he can't reach the realm of killing people with his eyes. Hagoromo Asako was still alive and kicking until I was sent home.