[Comprehensive] Konoha flower season

98.

The winter of that year was extremely cold.

I don't want to believe that Uncle Ninja really left me and left. Namikaze Minato showed me a note. The note was stained with blood, and it was written indistinctly that Uncle Ninja finally wanted to What Minato said.

Minato said hoarsely, "He..."

My tears flowed down.

I tremblingly asked, "You lied to me, right?"

Minato shook his head.

"He was like this last time." I choked up and said, "——you lied to me, Namakaze Minato, you are a bad person. He must have escaped, you just didn't see it."

Namikaze Minato was silent for a moment, then said softly: "I buried him with my own hands."

I grabbed him with tears in my eyes, and tugged at his sleeve tremblingly.Namikaze Minato hugged me.

I choked up and said, "...it's fake."

"Shuimen," my tears kept streaming down, as if something in my life was forcibly torn apart, "hug...hug."

Minato held me in his arms.

He lay next to my ear and said sorry, I grabbed his back and cried silently, like a person who has no backing behind me - I finally completely lost my last relative.

The uncle ninja who has been with me for as long as I can remember, who sometimes makes people think he is a bad person, loves my mother deeply, and treats me as his own is gone.

This time is not the same farewell as last time. Uncle Ninja left a glimmer of hope last time, saying that we will see you again.

But this time he asked Minato to take care of me, the paper was stained with blood, Minato told me - he buried Uncle Ninja with his own hands.

I finally burst into tears, and Namikaze Minato hugged me tightly in his arms.

"Don't cry," he gently kissed my hair and forehead, "...you still have me, Chennai."

I buried Uncle Ninja twice, once I saw him off with my back, and once I can only remember him with a letter.

The winter of Konoha's 44 years was the coldest one among the many winters I have spent in Konoha.

The cold wind howled and froze everything I could see.There was still no money for heating in the hospital, so I had to shiver in the office with a small brazier in my arms, and wear sweatpants, woolen trousers and cotton trousers under my skirt—I did everything I could to keep warm.

When Namikaze Minato brought Kakashi, I wore three pairs of pants, and I appeared in the consultation room like a hibernating brown bear.

Kakashi: "..."

I:"……"

Namikaze Minato said sincerely: "Heat it, don't pick it up."

I slapped the table with my bear-like body: "It's not picky, it's because I really don't have any money, it would be nice to have heating in the ward!"

Then I picked up the medical records next to me, pushed the fake glasses on the bridge of my nose, and roughly flipped through them.

I asked, "Sharingan?"

Kakashi nodded quietly.

I went over with the instrument, and Xiao Mengxin next to me helped me, and I checked Kakashi quickly.

After the inspection, I struggled for a while, but I was still ready to tell the truth.

Me: "Young man, your kidney is not working, what about Shenbao Pill?"

Kakashi: "..."

Minato scratched his head in embarrassment: "Do you need treatment?"

I scratched my nose with a ballpoint pen and said, "It's not necessary. The kidney is not the kidney you think. Recently, a popular game in our hospital is called poking the kidney. I said it a bit fluently..."

Then I immediately added: "What I mean is that things like Sharingan are a specialty of the Uchiha clan, and only their bodies can adapt to the limit of blood succession that consumes a lot of chakra like Sharingan, but Kakashi and his family have nothing to do with each other. Therefore, the benefits of this Sharingan on him outweigh the disadvantages."

Kakashi finally said the first sentence: "How is the transplant?"

I said: "The transplant was successful, but my personal suggestion is to remove this eye. You can be a very powerful ninja without this eye, and it will not be much different from the original one. But this eye is definitely only will drag you down."

"No," Kakashi said.

I sighed: "Your total Chakra will be greatly limited, and let me tell the truth...your Sharingan cannot make up for your lack of Chakra."

Kakashi repeated, "No."

Kakashi explained softly again: "This is Obito for me."

I stopped trying to persuade him, a child of his age already had his own mind.Minato also understood this truth, but stayed with Rin and asked a few daily questions about Kakashi.

I tried my best to explain: "This eye must not be used frequently, and you must also repeatedly emphasize this to Kakashi. Also try not to use it without teammates... I doubt that he will lose it if he uses it too much." combat effectiveness, and the line between 'overuse' and 'use' is very blurred."

Watergate nodded.

Lin ran out, I looked at the lonely girl blankly, did she go after Kakashi?

After Lin left, only Minato and I were left in the consulting room. Minato looked in the direction of the door and fell silent.

"Is Kakashi alright?" I asked anxiously.

Kakashi has always been almost a PSTD in my eyes. I have always paid more attention to his psychology than his body when I pay attention to him.

Minato said: "I don't know why, but I feel like he is in the last darkness before dawn."

I didn't understand: "Huh?"

"—I think he's coming out soon. Whether it's Sakumo-sensei or Obito." Minato said.

The time before dawn is the darkest, before the warmest early spring and possibly the coldest winter.

I read a book before. It was about a continent where only the long winter and long summer are handed over. In the long summer, everything grows vigorously, and the melons and fruits are ripe, but in the long winter, everything withers. The mother cried bitterly and covered the child in the quilt. Even suffocating children would not let them come into contact with such terrible cold.

And the sign of a long summer there is a long, cold and withered winter.

The time for Minato to come back was extremely short. He was physically and mentally traumatized after Kannabi Bridge, and he did not hesitate to use Flying Thunder God to rush back to Konoha overnight.

Shortly after he came back, Kakashi was also sent back because of the Sharingan transplant.

Minato dutifully accompanied the student through the examination, and then left Konoha with his student.

This is true gathering less and leaving more, I thought sadly.

Widowhood is nothing more than that.

After the Shenwu Biqiao, Konoha's battle reports were victorious again and again, and Yanyin and Yunyin were beaten like a broken bamboo.Minato's prestige in Konoha is even more prosperous, no matter how you look at him, he is a mainstay of Konoha.

But war is always accompanied by endless losses.

One day in the 45th year of Konoha, I went to the memorial monument to visit the graves of the dead.

I don't quite understand why I buried so many old people here at the age of 20, which is the age when my life just started.

Except for Mikoto, everyone in Konoha I can talk to is buried here.

Either drifting outside, or buried deep in the ground.

Then I saw someone take a chisel to carve the name again.

I used to be curious about when the names of the memorial monuments were engraved, but I didn't know what was going on until I became a frequent visitor to the cemetery.

Every once in a while, the front line will send a batch of lists of the dead, plus those who died in Konoha, these craftsmen come about once a week, bring chisels and various tools, and bury their heads on the empty, smooth stele. Never wake up again text.

After so many years of war, the comfort monuments were lined up one by one, and divided year by year.

The dead are just dead, and the living are devastated.

I thought of Namikaze Minato who dragged me into my arms in the middle of the night. He didn’t change much after Uncle Ninja and Obito died, but he never slept in his single bed again. Before that, I was going to grind him, It took a long time for him to sleep with me under the quilt.

But since then, Namikaze Minato would climb into my bed every day and do nothing else, but he had to sleep next to me with his arms around my waist to be able to sleep.It's actually not comfortable for him to sleep around people like this. When I fell asleep, I would struggle to crawl out of his arms, but at that time, the water gate dragged me back and held me in his arms.

Minato knew I was fine, but he still did it nervously.

I leaned over to look at the list of engraved characters by the craftsmen, trying to find if there were any acquaintances on it, but I saw one.

The reason why I am familiar with that name is very special. The girlfriend of that person was once a patient of mine.I have done psychological counseling for that girl before, and she slept in bed No. 36.That girl had an arm amputated due to gas gangrene. She had low self-esteem, and I couldn't relieve her at the time, but she was inexplicably grateful to me and asked her boyfriend to give me something during the holidays.

I don't remember her boyfriend's name very clearly, but when I saw it, I immediately realized it was him.

——Hidekazu Matsuo.

A very ordinary name appeared on this piece of paper in black and white at this time.

The craftsman asked: "What's the matter? Is there anyone you know?"

I shook my head: "...It doesn't count as acquaintance. Let me see, is there any more?"

The craftsman smiled: "It's better not to read it, and make yourself suffer. It's better not to know some things."

I also smiled: "I've seen a lot, I'm numb, let me take a look."

Hearing this, the craftsman handed me the piece of paper in his hand. I scanned it roughly from top to bottom, and then suddenly stopped.

The craftsman asked casually, "Is there anyone else you know?"

I:"……"

I said with difficulty: "...Well, it's a little girl I... took care of before. She's not very old, but she's quite obedient and sensible."

I put the paper back.

The craftsman smiled and said, "Oh? Who, I can engrave her name on it first."

I smiled bleakly and pointed out the name to him.

The craftsman said: "Hey, it's still three words? Then it's easy. I'll carve her name first."

As he said that, the craftsman raised the knife and carved the three characters Nohara Lin neatly and sharply.

In February of Konoha 45, Minato sent Kakashi back.He didn't tell me the reason, but just asked me to take good care of the little scarecrow.

To my surprise, his attitude was much gentler. When he saw me for the first time, he yelled at me: "Master."

I stood at the entrance of the village: "..."

I felt a bit of a stomachache. Kakashi was so serious when he called someone, which is too scary.

I have been changing the underwear of Kakashi since I was a child. The little scarecrow has never been able to spit out any ivory from the dog's mouth since he could talk, especially to me.As a result, I even had stomach cramps after he affectionately called Mrs.

At that time, Konoha Hospital happened to focus on psychological treatment under my urging. Every ninja who returned to the village had to undergo a psychological evaluation. Those who were unqualified would be bombarded by medical and ninja nurses in turn, trying to make every ninja have a better life. A healthy heart.

Kakashi was arrested by me to do a set of psychological tests, plus a whole set of assessments.

It turns out that he is quite normal now, I even want to hypnotize him and let him do it again-I don't believe he can adjust his mentality in such a short period of time, after all, he has been traumatized for so many years in the past Stress response torments.

But Kakashi shook his head and told me, "I didn't follow the answer."

I touched my chin: "There is no answer to this set of questions."

Then I collected the set of papers and re-evaluated him according to the PSTD standard. This time the results were much more scientific than the results of the psychological evaluation.

——Kakashi was still suffering from these traumas, but he was finally able to muster up the courage to go outside.Whether this is because of Obito's death, I don't know.

Kakashi spent many years on the edge of Sakumo-sensei's death, but grew up because of the successive deaths of his teammates.

Kakashi raised his head and said to me, "I forgot to tell you. Minato-sensei will be back soon."

Me: "Ah?...why?"

I feel that I was really tortured and stupid. I have been a widow for too long, and I can't even feel the slightest sense of reality about Namikaze Minato's return-I even think it is Kakashi who is cheating on me.

Kakashi said with emotion: "Master, you are really not in the same order as Minato-sensei."

I was so stimulated by his words that I immediately forgot about my stomachache, and slapped the scarecrow on the forehead with a paper tube: "None of your business!"

These students in the Minato area have almost reached a consensus on this matter, obviously I am not bad.

Kakashi grinned and said to me, "The war is almost over, you know?"

My scroll fell to the ground with a bang: "Huh?"

Kakashi smiled and repeated, "The war is almost over."

——Minato is coming back soon.

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