"It's hard... to be happy... it's hard to be liberated from the rule of the nobility... it's hard... to be able to live carefree and free from fear...!!!"

The woman sat in the sea of ​​flames, hugging her dead child, looking at the extraordinarily gorgeous sky dyed by the flames and clouds, and every word she said was like crying.

"Why... kill us...? God, have you never loved us... We want happiness, if this is a luxury, then we just need to live, and even this is not allowed ? Your tenderness is too rare and too extravagant."

The woman stood up slowly, blood poured out from the wound on her stomach, and every time she moved, it was a piercing pain.She put the child on the ground, wiped his face clean, dug a hole in the blood-stained ground with her hands, slowly and gently put her child in, and watched the mud cover his face.

"Woo-!"

[Mom, you eat, I'm not hungry. ]

[Those nobles are so hateful, I saw Xiaohua was beaten to death because she didn't kneel down. ]

[What are you doing! ! !Don't touch my mother! ! !Don't hit my mom, bastard nobles! ! !Don't touch her! ]

[Mom, I don’t hurt, don’t cry. ]

[Mom, mom, I will take you out of here one day, I will take you to see the sea of ​​flowers, eat those delicious pastries, I will take you to enjoy everything, I want you to be happy. ]

[That bastard nobleman was killed!Mother!We are free at last! ! ]

[Mom—Mom—I love you the most!I love you more than dad! ]

[Mother--! ! ! !What are you doing!Get out! ! ]

[Mom... I don't hurt, don't cry... You're fine, that's great...]

[Mom...Mom, are you there?Why, I can't see you? ]

[I love you, mom.I love you the most……]

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...... in arms. "Ahe!! Ahe——!!"

"God --!! God!!!!!! We just want to live!! Just want to live!!!!!!"

On this day, the weather is good like irony.

After a long time, the woman gradually calmed down and dug a new hole, which was big enough to hold two adults. She lay down with the child in her arms. The cold soil had a slight earthy smell. The woman smiled wearily. , with tears all over her face, she held a sharp steel bar and took a last look at the sky.

"Even so, the world is still beautiful, and I love you, world, even though we've never been treated with tenderness by you."

As the woman said, she hugged her child with one hand, and pierced her own neck with the steel bar in the other.

Goodbye, world.

never see again.

They can only bear the killing for no reason. People who survive but lose everything, they either resent, use hatred as the soil, and bloom flowers called revenge, or support each other, and breed hope in the dilapidated homeland. Or they are desperate and choose not to bear the pain to embrace death. Obviously they are the same people, but the way of dealing with pain is different. So what is the difference between them?

Heart?

thought?

Or something else, what can't be expressed?

One is miserable, one is lonely.

The young girl chose to bear the death of the villagers, gritted her teeth, and survived. What supported her was revenge. The older woman chose to die with the villagers, smiling, and died. The memory of being with the children overwhelmed her .

Death is undoubtedly easy, because there is no need to think, no memory, no pain.

The road the girl chooses is dangerous and full of thorns, but those pains will become the best stepping stones. She will be tough and unyielding, and become an avenger who will stride forward without hesitation.

Who will save her?

Tell her that the world is still beautiful and the flowers are still beautiful, who will carry her with blood dripping on her back and give her warmth?

There will be none.

what.

Tsunade looked at the letters from various countries on the table, his eyes were full of depression that was about to come.

At the same time, Orochimaru looked at the report, with a smile of unknown meaning on his lips: "Sasuke really threw me a hot potato, 'Wanted by all major countries [卍]', really dare to do it, Sasuke .”

"Master Orochimaru, what are your plans?"

"There is no other way. Let's contact that little girl, Konoha. After all, Sasuke provoked her. Compared with that beast, she will definitely work hard, not to mention that she likes to fight and kills two birds with one stone."

"You mean, you want Miss Haruno to be a 'hero'?"

"Well... and Konoha, Konoha has resolved this crisis, their popularity will increase again, and it can be regarded as selling that little girl a favor."

"I understand."

"Go, Dou, and tell [卍] by the way, um... let them continue to make trouble, but don't slaughter the village, and tell Sasuke about this, although he won't care."

"Okay, Oshemaru-sama."

"By the way, is Sasuke going back to Konoha recently?"

"Yes, conservatively estimated within three days."

"...It's really cunning." Orochimaru snorted and stopped talking.

After waiting for a while, he found that Orochimaru had no intention of speaking and left. When he came to Sasuke's room door, he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Pushing the door open, he saw that Sasuke rolled up the sleeves of his white coat, holding a syringe in one hand, injecting a light blue drug into his vein.

"You... what are you doing, Sasuke."

"This? It's very troublesome to explain. To put it simply, it is to increase the activity of brain cells and accelerate the speed of brain cell division and regeneration. I gave up on Sakura's path, isn't it reasonable to specialize in illusion?"

Dodo didn't comment, but just told him what Orochimaru had said.

"Well, whatever you want." He didn't care.

Dou left with a subtle sense of displeasure, leaning against the cold wall of the corridor, thinking about things he didn't even understand.

"What a big bastard."

He cursed.

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