[Comprehensive] Forced to Mary Sue

I blinked, and there was a familiar darkness in front of me again. I was lying on the ground, my face was still pressed against the cold ground, and my chest was still hurting. I slowly got up, sat on the ground, and gasped for breath while holding my chest.

The voice of Marysu system sounded without any ups and downs: [Congratulations, you have successfully completed the task of trait-based mind power. This time it was completed beautifully. It seems that you have worked hard to play the role of Marysu this time. 】

... I really put in a lot of effort. Who would have thought that behind this beautiful Mary Sue was a poor person who had his throat cut and face slapped, and who also restricted his thoughts. Completing this task not only cut me Throat slap in the face, and I was stabbed in the heart.I literally burst into tears: "Why does Kulala limit her mind power? Isn't it good to be a qualified Mary Sue?"

[Trait-linking abilities are generally auxiliary abilities, and generally do not have direct attack abilities. For example, Kuroro's ability needs to be played with a materialized book. ] Marysu said systematically, [Kulala's ability is called 'Tears of Maria', which is considered the strongest auxiliary ability. 】

I couldn't help but shudder when I heard the name: "Why isn't it called Mary Sue's Tears... Also, is this 'Maria'...the Mary of the Virgin Mary..."

【right. 】

I just sat up and knelt down again: "..."

It’s also a trait type, think about Kuroro’s "Thief's Ultimate Intention", Kurapika's "Absolute Time", Kulala, your ability is seriously inconsistent with your appearance, can you be more handsome...

For example, what is the "Punishment of the Aircraft Head" and the like...

Marysu ignored my slander and continued: [Because you completed this mission efficiently, I will reward you, which means you are allowed to use this ability in the next mission.As for how to use this ability, you need to explore by yourself. 】

Me: "...I don't want to use it at all, what should I do."

Think about it, when you make a move, you yell "I'm going to kill you to the scum today, look at the tears of my Virgin Mary", and then face the bright sunshine and the hostility that is ready to fight, and sway your youthful spirit. Tears... I feel a little ashamed.

[Okay, let's continue with your mission. 】

I was pulled out of this dark space by a pulling force before I could ask the Mary Sue system for other cool rewards. The system is always like this, the rewards and punishments are very unclear, and it never gives others time to protest.

I want to reinstall the system, seriously.

After my mind regained its stability from the dizziness, I slightly opened my eyes, and what I saw was the fragmented sky cut by branches and leaves. A few rays of sunlight shone on me, with some warmth, and a breath of air in my nose. There was a pungent smell of blood, and the melodious song of birds and the flapping of their wings could be heard in the ears.

Feeling something covering my forehead, I reached out and took it off, and found that it was a forehead protector. A thin rectangular metal piece was nailed to the black cloth strap, and a strange pattern was engraved on the metal piece, and this pattern On the top is a string of splattered blood.The bloodstains have dried completely, it seems that it has been some time.I stared at this pattern for a long time before confirming that it was the symbol of Konoha Ninja Village.

I reattached the forehead protector to my forehead, and then sat up slowly. During the movement, I felt a sharp pain in my waist. I supported my upper body with my right hand, and looked down. The waist of the dark blue clothes had been stained with blood. a darker color.

...I was stabbed in the kidney just after I came here, what kind of luck am I...

I dawdled and sat down by the tree next to me, leaning against the tree with my upper body, and then observed my clothes. This time, my body looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. I was wearing a simple and neat dark blue suit, and my upper body was wearing dark green. A ninja vest, a ninja tool bag tied to his leg, and a pair of black ninja shoes on his feet, just a normal ninja attire.

I untied the ponytail tied at the back of my head, and the hair hanging on my shoulders was black with golden luster reflected in the sun, not the silver that belonged to the bricks of thousands of hands.

I sighed, it seems that I have indeed returned to the world of Naruto, but I am no longer a thousand hands.

I looked around. There was a dense forest, but shurikens and kunai of different standards were stuck in the trunks. The ground was full of potholes. Some trees were uprooted and fell miserably to the side. The tree trunk, at first glance, is the tragic result of the combination of the two techniques of earth escape and fire escape.There were still corpses lying on the ground, some with Konoha forehead protectors, and some with other patterned forehead protectors.It seems that this place was a battlefield not long ago, and the fighting was quite fierce, but I crawled out from the pile of corpses.

Now that there is already a ninja village guard, it seems that this is no longer the Warring States period, it should be a ninja world war.

So... Hashirama is no longer there.

I looked up at the sky, only to feel that the sun was a little dazzling.

I supported the tree trunk with one hand, endured the severe pain in my waist, and stood up with difficulty. At this moment, there was a sound of small footsteps behind me. I reflexively pulled out two shurikens from the ninja bag and was about to shoot them. The people on the side have already shouted: "There are still alive! It's a fire! It's still alive!"

I silently put the shuriken back into the ninja tool bag. These actions pulled the wound on my waist and made me almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

light a fire?What the hell name...

The people who came were two Konoha male ninjas wearing jōnin vests. Their faces were still very young. They ran over and helped me to the nearest medical center.It is said to be a medical center, but it is actually a few simple tents. In front of the tents are lying a dozen wounded, all Konoha ninjas. Several medical ninjas are rushing in and out, with bloody bandages in their hands.

Compared to the severely wounded man in the tent with severed limbs and intestines, I was still able to move after being stabbed in the kidney. The two ninjas who helped me over helped me to the side of the tent and sat down, then went back to clean the battlefield , to see if there are any people still alive. When they left, I seemed to hear one of them say something like "three generations of adults".

Has Naruto reached the third generation now...

Then, Togama is gone...

I hugged my knees and leaned against the tree, feeling that this world was both strange and familiar.

I don't know how long it took, but the condition of the seriously wounded was relatively stable, and a medical ninja came to me with a bandage. However, his expression has begun to take on the benevolent expression common to medical workers.She came to me, squatted down, and covered the wound on my waist with her hands. I only felt a warm force attached to the wound, and the pain gradually eased.

While treating me, she said with a smile, "Great, since you are still alive, I knew you would not die so easily. After all, you are the one that Master Orochimaru favors!"

I:"……"

What?What? !what's going on!

Who is Orochimaru fancy?

I squinted my eyes, with the expression of a dog on my face.

The girl still bandaged my wound with a kind smile that was very contrary to her age: "Master Orochimaru has never accepted a disciple. You don't know that Master Orochimaru named you as a disciple before you graduated. The classmates in the class didn’t know how much they envied you.” When she said this, she paused, her face blushing, “Even…even me.”

I:"……"

It seems that Mr. Orochimaru, the human trafficker, was also very popular in Konoha Village when he was young... I looked at this girl with sympathy in my eyes.

After the girl bandaged the wound, she raised her head and smiled at me: "Okay, you'll be healed after a few days of lighting the fire!" She packed up the remaining bandages and was about to leave to treat the wounds of other wounded when she suddenly remembered What, she said to me again, "By the way, my name is Yuna, and I have been the back desk of Mr. Shenghuo for three years. But someone as outstanding as Mr. Shenghuo will not remember me." There was a trace of bitterness.

For no reason, I thought of Hashirama, who often fell into depression when talking to himself, and I nodded to her in a strange way: "I remember."

...at least it will be remembered later.

Hearing what I said, she immediately became excited, and waved to me: "Then, let's make a fire, I'll go there first." After speaking, she jumped up and ran towards the next wounded person.

...This self-healing ability...is also the same as Hashirama.

In the evening, resources from the rear arrived one after another, and several tents were set up in the temporary medical center for some slightly injured ninjas to rest.I was going to spend the night with those ninjas first, but Yuna rushed in and dragged me to the tent where their medical ninjas lived.

There are about three or four women in this temporary medical center. Before entering the tent, I heard the lively chat inside. The content of the chat included which men to find and fall in love with after the war.

"Although Master Shuo Mao has passed away, I have liked Master Shuo Mao since I was studying. It's just that Master Shuo Mao's son is so old. Damn it."

"I still like Minato better. He is handsome and has a good personality. It's a pity that he has a girlfriend. Damn it."

"My favorite is Oshemaru-sama! Since Oshemaru-sama won the title of 'Sannin' in the last war, more and more people like him, damn it... Hey, this is not Oshemaru-sama's student making fire !"

……

When I was outside the tent, I could hear them chatting lively, but as soon as I walked in, those chattering conversations stopped, and the girls stared at me dumbfounded, with embarrassing expressions on their faces.Yuna greeted each of them warmly, and then led me to her cubicle.

"They don't know how to make a fire, don't take it to heart when you make a fire." Yuna found a set of clean clothes and stuffed them into my hands, "I think the clothes that made a fire have been stained with blood, so they must be uncomfortable to wear , put this on first."

Holding this set of clean clothes, I looked at Yuna again. The kind expression on her face was gone, but her smile was as clean and thorough as a normal sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.I listened to her and changed my clothes. When I was about to take the changed clothes out for washing, I suddenly found a small pattern on the back collar of the jacket.

I grabbed the top in my hand and handed it to my eyes, my movements were a little stiff.

In the next second, I thought I might have a Tibetan mastiff in my previous life.

It was a very familiar Uchiha fan pattern, the family emblem of the famous Uchiha clan...

At the same time, the voice of the Marysu system rang in my ears: [You are now the Uchiha Lighting Fire, the leader of the younger generation of the Uchiha clan, a disciple of Orochimaru, a long black ponytail, and a delicate Marysu, mission objective: Kaleidoscope writing round eyes. 】

I:"……"

I carried my clothes expressionlessly and rushed out of the tent. Yuna was making the bed. Seeing my sudden movement, she turned her head and asked me, "Fire, where are you going?"

I just opened the curtain of the tent, turned my head when I heard the words, and showed her a gentle smile: "I want to go out and tear the clothes stained with the enemy's blood, just like I tear their bodies." After finishing speaking , I shook my shoulders, and a few chuckles escaped from my throat.

The female ninjas in the tent shook their bodies and looked at me with more subtle expressions on their faces, while Yuna replied with a smile: "Okay, I understand, don't worry, light a fire, I also brought a So many sets of clothes, you tear them to your heart's content."

... Is it me who is sickly, or is she sickly...

With my cheeks in my hands, I was sitting by the bonfire outside the tent. At this time, a full moon had hung on the dark blue sky, and the moon was bright, illuminating the surrounding woods.

...And thinking of that mission, I just felt another sharp pain in the wound on my waist.

From the Senshou Clan to the Uchiha Clan, the deadly rivals of the year, I was still a sick girl. In my last life, I didn’t have a Tibetan Mastiff, but a Hell Three-Headed Dog.

So, who is my coquettish target... I thought about the characters who are still active now, such as Sannin, such as Namikaze Minato, such as Kakashi who is still young, it seems that no one can easily let me poke The knife said that I love you so much that I can't wait to eat you into my stomach.

...I seem to have difficulty even stabbing them.

... Then, just find any unlucky person, for example, the next person I meet will be you!

After making up my mind, I stood up from the ground and prepared to go back to the tent to grab any ninja and have a lily sadomasochism.Turning around, I suddenly saw a slender young man standing in front of me.

Jonin vest, black soft long hair, Konoha forehead guard with flames on his forehead, almost pale pink, slender eyes, purple eye shadow, and snake-like golden vertical pupils.

"Fire, you're not dead, that's great." He was tilting his head to look at me, with the corners of his mouth raised high, but there was not much warmth in his smile, but a slight mockery.

I don't know: "..."

...System, I take back what I just said.

How dare I choose him to be my sick and delicate partner, I might as well choose death, hey!

The author has something to say: I originally planned to let the heroine see Madara Lord at first glance, but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it first=L=Well, let’s meet Orochimaru first, and see Madara Lord in the next chapter!

So this time it's the sickly Mary Sue, Gui Yanye, who stabbed Brother Cheng to death and said I really love you, don't be too sentimental!

...So I admit, I played Devil Lovers before hahahahahahahahahaha I always wanted to write about a sickly male lead until I wrote a sickly female lead... =L=