[Comprehensive] Konoha flower season

58.

"—Namikaze Minato." I endured the grievances in my stomach, and said to him: "I need to talk to you."

Minato let me tug, I dragged him away, and stared at Minakame with my eyes wide open as much as I could—I was afraid that if I didn't open my eyes wide, I would burst into tears on the spot, and that would be fine. What a shame.

I'm going to confront Minato Namikaze, I want to ask where I offended him, why he is so angry with me - as for the confession I rehearsed in my head last night, I don't have the courage of last night.But the confrontation cannot be lost in momentum, I must be strong and brave enough to make him admit his mistake... No, at least we have to restore the previous way of getting along.

I dare not ask for more.

Minato asked, "What's wrong?"

Hearing his tone, I felt even more unspeakably uncomfortable, and whispered: "I want to ask clearly."

Minato squeezed my palm reassuringly and said, "Just ask."

I was suddenly more cowardly by Namikaze Minato's attitude. I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd. Namikaze Minato is more mature than me and safer than me. I always feel that I seem to be only a little away from his sincerity. , but in my opinion that distance is always like a ravine.

I hesitated sadly: "...I always feel that you are angry with me, and I want to know why."

Then I suddenly felt his fingers stiffen, Namikaze Minato clenched my hand, and said hoarsely: "...I can't answer this question for you right now."

I felt an indescribable pain in my heart, as if I had soaked my heart in sea water.

"—But I promise I will give you a responsible answer." He said to me like this.

I told myself again not to cry, Uzumaki Chenai, if you cry, you lose, and it would be embarrassing to have a red nose on this occasion.I tried my best to make myself look at him calmly, Namikaze Minato was standing among the flowers holding my hand.

He seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and asked gently: "Qina, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

I shook my head vigorously and said, "No, I'm fine."

Minato seemed to want to say something, but Hinata Hinata called him in the distance, and he hurriedly said to me: "Qinai, wait for me—I'll give you an answer."

Namikaze Minato shook my hand and said hoarsely to me: "—Don't cry."

Then Namikaze Minato turned and left.I hugged the bed sheet I was going to spread for Qingshan Changhuo, and looked at the direction of Minato's departure, feeling lonely and helpless beyond words.

But I'm leaving soon, Minato-kun.I stood among the flowers and in the sun and thought sadly.

I couldn't wait for Lai Namikaze Minato's answer that day, because Mr. Sakumo immediately informed us that we were leaving Changzhi Castle and returning to Konoha.So I quickly packed my bags and left Changzhi with my teammates.

This task is really not long, but I always feel as if it has been a long time-so that many things I took for granted have been changed forever, and will never go back to the past.

I felt really sad, and there was an indescribable emptiness in my heart.

On the way back to Konoha, I looked at the setting sun in the west, and Fuyue was driving on the road with the green hills on his back. In the distance, I could vaguely hear the old man's singing on the wall of Changzhi City.

Everything is changing, everything is rapidly collapsing in an irreversible direction, and everything will change.I had a vague feeling at that time—as if my teenage days were coming to an end.

In the 39th year of Konoha, the war between the five major powers was on the verge of breaking out.

The young son is about to go to the battlefield, the old man stands on the top of the city and looks at the bloody setting sun in the distance, the woman holds the child and looks at the sky helplessly, as if waiting for a torrential rain, a tornado sweeping the world.

But none of us can do anything about it, we are all a pawn swept away by this historical trend, we are all involuntary, we are all history's cannon fodder - each of us, without exception.

And that rainstorm seemed to be coming.

The days when I returned to Konoha were actually very pale. I returned to Konoha Hospital after three generations of reports, and there were countless jobs waiting for me. Braving the green light.

Among the tasks I faced after I came back, the most important thing was the consultation on Qingshan Changhuo among the doctors and forbearers in each department—we held all kinds of weird instruments to the naked Qingshan Masahiro worked his way up and down for at least one morning, and in the end even Ito, who was best at dealing with this kind of injury, couldn't help shaking his head.

"There is no way." Ito took off his stethoscope and said, "I can't help him."

Hasegawa said: "The injury is so weird and tricky, I haven't even seen such a precedent, let alone deal with it. Have you asked Tsunade yet?"

I replied weakly: "No, I searched through her notes, nothing."

Ito was speechless, took off his mask and threw it into the trash can, turned on the faucet and washed his hands: "There is no way, Chennai, you can find a way to explain to him. Poor, this child is so young..."

My heart was cold and cold, and I couldn't accept such a result at all. I took off my mask and walked out of the consultation room in a nonchalant way. Outside, Fuyue and Sakumo rushed to meet me and asked me what the result was.There were even three or two Anbu girls nervously looking in our direction in the corridor, listening to the news I was going to deliver with their ears open.

Facing the expectant eyes cast by my teammates and teachers, I suddenly lost all the strength to speak, and shook my head at them uncomfortably.

I crawled back to the office left by Tsunade alone, took off my white coat, curled up on the sofa, and stared at the dusty electric light overhead.

I can't meet their eyes, I'm even a coward.

I don't like myself at all.

I've never needed Tsunade by my side so much.After she left, I often wondered where she was, but never had such a strong urge to have a long talk with her.Tsunade has taught me so much, he is an elder and a teacher to me,

I would like to ask Tsunade if Jiraiya also suffered this kind of injury—and only Tsunade can save him, and if she saves him, she will have to pay a huge price, what would she do?Will she save or not?

And I don't want to owe Qingshan Changhuo anyway, whether it's as a teammate, or as someone he has been unrequitedly in love with for many years-I don't want to owe him.Especially as the latter.

——But Tsunade is not by my side, and the only person I can rely on is myself. I can only make my own judgment and stumble forward.

Suddenly there was a beeping sound from the door, I hastily smoothed my hair so that I could barely see people, cleared my throat and shouted: "Come in."

Then the cardboard door creaked open, and Mikoto walked in.

Meiqin took two cups of coffee, closed the door, handed me a cup of hot black coffee, sat down beside me casually, and said to me: "I've heard Fu Yue say it."

I felt my nose sour, and said sadly, "...I'm sorry, Miqin, I haven't been able to tell you."

Miqin sighed: "Kina Uzumaki, you are a very bad person, I have been advising you since I was a child to make you change, but you still go your own way - you always treat everyone as an outsider This kind of thing will not be brought up with me, I have to ask."

I nodded sadly.

Meiqin said: "—but we are friends, and friends should support each other."

She changed the subject and asked ably: "What is the solution to Qingshan Changhuo's injury? You are not a person who would show such an expression for an unsolvable problem. Although I am not as good at medical ninjutsu as you are, But understanding his injury should be no problem."

I said blankly, "...there is no solution, only me. You know, that's the way."

Mikoto was stunned for a moment before she realized: "——do you use the forbidden technique prescribed by Tsunade-sama?"

I nodded vigorously, and forced myself to take a sip of the coffee. The coffee that Miqin brought had no milk or sugar as I used to, and was dark like a bowl of herbal soup, bitter and astringent. □□Never works for me, but bad food is always very refreshing.

Meiqin was silent for a long time, and the sun in this office shone golden, and she said to me: "...then are you willing? Repairing that kind of wound...is not the one you repaired on the operating table. The price of the duodenum."

I didn't answer.

I can't give an answer to this question. If someone directly asks me if I would like to treat a stranger in this way, my answer must be no.Human nature is inherently selfish, and I can help others within the scope of my ability, but the price of exchanging my life for my life is obviously beyond the scope of my ability.

But now this person is Masahiro Aoyama—he is a ninja career for me. He is a classmate who grew up with me, my teammate, and a person who has had a crush on me for many years.

To be honest, I couldn't reciprocate his feelings at all, and that feeling was a burden to me.

And I feel that such a debt of favor is terrible, 'he sacrificed the future for me' - these words are too heavy for me to bear.

I thought - what do I think?I looked blankly at the distant Konoha Mountain, which was lush in the setting sun in summer.

"I think," I whispered to Mikoto, "I want to go with Namikaze Minato..."

Mikoto looked over with concern, as if encouraging me to continue.

I said firmly to Mikoto: "——I want to have a clean relationship with Namikaze Minato."

The author has something to say: The countdown to the end of Shura field is ongoing_(:3」∠)_

Collect your opinions in the comments today!But in case someone can't see it after being brushed, the author will ask here again!

① All the chapters of Shura Field will be released in one go, but future updates may be interrupted... (may be very busy at the beginning of school)

②Slowly send out the Shura field and keep updating daily!

Choose one QAQ!If I choose ①, TvT may be canceled for a day tomorrow...!Then it was updated on Thursday...

Then run away naked from now on [full of fear

This should be regarded as the process of Chennai's growth. She finally dared to say what she wanted and knew how to face it alone.

Don't hit me woo woo woo—(crying

There is sugar in the back! There is sugar!