[Hokage] Flower Time

The scarlet and coquettish moon hangs in the sky, and the huge sacred tree quietly shakes its generous petals.

The flowering time is coming.

— This is her name.

Corroded by the power of reincarnation that does not belong to her, she is unable to open her eyes to look at the world that has abandoned her. She can only look down at her toes, waiting for the moment when the flowers will bloom.

However, those ninjas obviously did not give up and still resisted the arrival of the new world.They tentatively wanted to get closer, and watched her cautiously, mixed with anxiety and speculation.

In fact, only she knows that she is just an empty shell with the eyes of reincarnation.After summoning the Divine Tree, she was no longer able to continue any battles.As long as she was stabbed lightly, no matter who the killer was, she would die easily.

I just hope that before I die, I can see that bunch of sacred trees blooming.

Messy footsteps sounded beside her, and many people rushed to her.Huashi reluctantly raised his hand, and said weakly to the group of people: "... Shenluo Tianzheng!"

The huge repulsive force pushed them out of sight and prevented them from approaching the sacred tree.

There was a light brushing sound, and someone appeared beside her through the Flying Thunder God Technique.The spell that would not disappear as long as it was marked was permanently imprinted on her arm.Huashi guessed that Qianshou Feijian should have appeared beside her through space ninjutsu.

She subconsciously wanted to stop it, but found that the person who suddenly appeared in front of her had brilliant blond hair.

He is young and handsome, even though he is a filthy man, he still has an extraordinary bearing.He once lost his reputation and became the hokage admired by everyone, and he was also the adult most yearned for by a young child.

There was a pause in the movement of Huashi's hands.

Namikaze Minato didn't hesitate because of her identity, he did not hesitate to strike, Kunai cut straight across her body.Blood burst out from in front of him, splashing all over the ground.At the same time, there are limited lives that are drawn away.

"Your Excellency Four Generations..."

In the sunny and gentle campus, a group of short children stood crowded together, staring expectantly at the young man in Hokage haori in front of him.

"All future independent ninjas, please be quiet for a while." The blond Hokage smiled gently, and raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet: "It should be the first time I have met you. My name is Namikaze Minato."

The warm light falls on the peaceful campus, shining on the ground covered with broken leaves and the slightly swaying swing.The wind, full of children's laughter, blows to the unknown mountains.

The Hokage patted the top of her head, and said softly: "What a coincidence, my father also told me when I was a child, and I too..."

Later, the young Hokage died in battle.

The immature child said to Kakashi innocently and stubbornly: "...I will see you again someday!"

See you again someday.

These innocent and immature words have passed through a long and silent time, and finally come true at this moment in a special way.

She lay down on the dusty ground, as humble as an ant.Someone groped for her palm, trying to support her weak body.This is the hug before the end of the world, like the starting point where two lost people finally meet on the mainland, like the tenderest kiss in the mountain top.

She leaned into Obito's arms, not saying a word.

Obito put his arms around her neck, watching the blood seeping everywhere, almost reflecting the bright red full moon.This strangely familiar scene made him lock his arms uncontrollably.

Hua Shi thought, she should be dying soon.

It's almost too late.

Before that...she would always do something to take revenge on this person who betrayed her.

It must be the most painful, harsh, and vicious punishment, a punishment that can make him regret his whole life, until he dies with regrets.

What kind of punishment is that...?

She murmured, "It hurts so much."

Obito leaned close to her ear and said, "...I know."

"It really hurts." She muttered again: "...I thought the wound on my chest should be the most painful, but..."

"I know."

"And..." she murmured, "And..."

Obito lowered his head and kissed her hair.

"I love you so much."

Although she couldn't see Obito's expression, she knew that he must be in pain.

You must be so sad that you are about to cry.

This was her most vicious and childish punishment.

She was born like this, arrogant and narrow-minded, and could not tolerate rebellion from others.If someone offends this proud princess, she will be completely cast aside and despised.When the neighbor betrayed her, she regarded him as a passerby; when the world betrayed her, she overthrew it.This man betrayed her...but she could only say such things.

Obviously, he should have a happy and comfortable smile, happy to take revenge on the person who betrayed him, but he felt like crying for no reason.It's just that the eyes that don't belong to her make her even unable to cry.

The moon in the sky was reflected in her eyes, leading her to a new world.

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"When it's time to spend, wake up."

A gentle call awakened her from a long, dark sleep.

The light entered the line of sight vaguely, and the hazy scenery gradually became clear in the eyes.

The boy in front of him was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and there was still a youthful look on his face.His black hair is slightly curly, the tip of his eyes is raised, and his facial features are very handsome.He put one hand on Huashi's quilt, and urged: "Get up quickly, today is the time for Chuyi, you can't sleep late."

"...we don't worship the gods that are enshrined in the shrine."

Huashi rubbed her eyes sleepily and muttered in a tender voice.

Even so, she obediently got up and followed Zhishui out of the house.She is just seven or eight years old, and she is curious about everything around her. She wants to reach out and grab the Shimenawa at the door of other people's houses, but she doesn't do it because of her tutoring. Playful children.

The new snow has just fallen, and the soft snow has covered the nearby mountain forests, and the dark green mountains are covered with rolling white.The shrine hidden in the mountains and forests was cleaned cleanly to welcome beginners from all over the place.

Huashi followed behind Shisui, all the way through the bright red torii of the gods.As she walked, she reached out and grabbed the corner of Zhishui's clothes, and said, "Brother, I had a dream yesterday."

"...What kind of dream?" Zhishui asked.

"I can't remember." She murmured immaturely.

First attainment, homage to the society, drawing lots.

On the thin paper that was slowly unfolded, there was no "Daiji" used to please and perfunctory people in previous years, but there was a waka.The big square black characters are neatly spread on the signing paper, and the handwriting is neat and grand.

"This is about... the cherry blossoms?" She held up the lottery paper in her hand and handed it to Shishui on tiptoe.

Blowing snow and cherry blossoms scattered, and falling flowers are famous in Yunzhongyuan.It was the middle of spring, and the flowers were falling like snow, and the ground was full of white snow.

Come and go Today, welcome the spring into the mountain walk path.In the evening of the day, although the flowers do not last for a while, the shadow of the cluster is my safe place.

"How could the drawn lottery write such a poem...? Probably chanting the beauty of cherry blossoms." Shisui said, folding the lottery paper.One stack, another stack, when the handwriting was about to be covered, it was stopped by an old hand.

The white-haired old man held up the covered lottery paper and said in his mouth: "Although it is a temporary flower, it is more beautiful than the spring days, but it is a place to rest."

"Is the old man the lottery-clearer of this shrine?" Hua Shi tried to raise his head to look at the gray-haired old man.

"...a princess was born in this waka." The old man nodded, and said in his mouth: "The princess has innate pride, conceited narrowness, looks that everyone chases after, radiant jewels and Greedy and delusional extravagance, there are servants calling back and forth, there are admirers surrounded by stars, there are chariots and horses in front of the gate, there is good luck and wisdom that the world longs for, but there are people who cannot get what they want, and meet each other because of hatred , love and parting, more birth and old age, sickness and death.”

"It's just a waka, how can there be so many..." Hua Shi muttered softly.

"Hua Shi!" Zhi Shui stopped her and said, "You can't be so rude." Then, he apologized to the old man: "I'm very sorry, it's my fault."

The old man didn't get angry because of Huashi's immature rudeness, but just left indifferently.Holding the lottery paper, Zhishui walked towards a tall tree with Huashi.He held Hua Shi's hand and assisted her in tying the thin signing paper to a long rope.

Red rope, white sticks, dark green leaves, and black cuffs.

"This is a bond." Zhishui let go of his hand and explained: "If it is good luck, use a lottery to form a bond with the god. If it is bad luck, you can ask the god to turn the calamity into good luck."

Hua Shi nodded with a vague understanding.

She stared at a row of lottery papers hanging on the long rope—when the cold winter wind blew, the papers began to shake here and there.She suddenly murmured and asked: "Brother, in our Uchiha clan, is there a person named Uchiha Obito?"

"Huh?" Shisui was a little surprised, and replied, "You mean Mr. Obito? Yes."

"Where is he now?"

"Hmm...he's been a member of the security forces since the end of the war. However, as a direct subordinate of the Fourth Lord, he's very busy."

"That's it." Hua Shi lowered his head.

"What's the matter? Why did you suddenly ask this." Zhishui touched the top of her head and asked, "Have you met any new friends?"

"...No." She tugged at the corner of her clothes and shook her head tightly: "I seem to be, I dreamed of a man named Obito Uchiha. But... I don't know him."

"Really?" Shisui smiled gently, patted the top of her hair, and said, "That means you may become as good as Mr. Obito in the future. Come on, Xiaohuashi, I really hope you Just like what is said in that waka, I can become a princess that everyone envies."