"What’s your na?"
"My na is Guren," the little girl said in a low voice. "It’s the na my mom gave , but she hasn’t been back for a long ti. They won’t let look for her, they all say she’s already dead." As she spoke, she looked up. The girl’s eyes were filled with hope and apprehension, an expression of both joy and fear that was heartbreaking to see. Her lips trembled, and after a few seconds, she finally asked, "Is my mom... really still alive?"
"Yes, your mother’s na is Mami, right?" Kyohiko said with a light smile.
Guren shook her head. "I don’t know. She left when I was three or four. I’ve slowly forgotten what she looks like over the years. I only rember this drawing..." She picked up the drawing that Yamashiro Aoba had given her again. "She drew this for on my birthday. Although there are differences, it’s generally the sa." A smile blood on Guren’s face. "So, it should be my mom. Then what about my dad?"
The atmosphere instantly fell silent. Kyohiko couldn’t answer. Because her father had already died in Hiruko’s experints, not even a single bone could be found. Life and death... it was too difficult to speak of.
Guren’s face stiffened, then she said, "I understand. Dad passed away, didn’t he? Actually, among wandering ninjas, this kind of situation is quite common..." She spoke many words with a seemingly calm deanor, forcing herself to be mature and strong.
Kyohiko said no more. The person was found and safe; that was better than anything.
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In the outskirts of Konoha, as evening approached again, the sky began to dim. Obito sat under a tree by the road, waiting for the old woman to arrive. After a long while, a figure erged from the woods. Obito imdiately ran over, helping her carry so of the firewood on her back. The old woman had taken a fall a while ago. Although she had recovered, she was no longer as spry as before.
"Granny, your body, are you sure you don’t want to go to the hospital and have it checked?"
"Checked for what?" The old lady sighed. "Birth, old age, sickness, and death are all part of life. Even doctors can’t do everything. Like Tsunade-sama, I heard she couldn’t save her two closest relatives either."
"That’s different!" Obito said. He had naturally heard about the matter of the Fourth Hokage. But that was war. Now, the war was over and far away. How could the two be compared?
The old lady laughed, then nodded. "Alright, alright! I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow and have a look. Sigh, it’s all old problems. You’ll be like this too when you get old."
"Mm-hmm, I know a very reliable doctor. Although she’s an intern, she’ll definitely take good care of you," Obito chuckled. "She’s so kind..." As he spoke, he listed Rin’s various virtues, his tone filled with joy and anticipation, as if he were taking a relative to et an important partner.
A malicious smile curled on the "old woman’s" lips. Unfortunately, her expression was on the side Obito couldn’t see, and it was covered by a dark shadow, making it completely invisible to him. He was just talking about how good his friend was.
The old lady listened patiently. In fact, for Obito, the old lady was like another grandmother. The difference was, she could walk, she would answer, she would guide him to beco stronger, tell him not to give up on himself, and so on... like a close friend. And Obito felt very relaxed and at ease with her, without any pressure. So Obito absolutely did not want the old lady to pass away suddenly.
He walked her all the way ho. Obito put down the firewood on his back and said, "I’ll co over once a week from now on, so you don’t have to go pick up firewood yourself. Mm... I used to help others pick up firewood often, so you don’t have to refuse."
"No need, I’m still fine..." After so insistence, the other party finally agreed. "Alright, hahahaha, Obito—"
"Hmm?" Obito put down the sushi he had bought, tied his shoelaces, then pulled down his goggles and looked back at the old lady.
The old lady’s expression was gentle and complicated. "If only you were really my grandson!"
"You can think of as your grandson! That way I’ll have two grandmothers, and you’re both very good to !" Obito’s face was full of happiness.
The old lady nodded and smiled. "Good, good... sigh, I really want to et your grandmother, ask her how she raised such an excellent grandson."
"Heh, how am I excellent?" Obito blushed. Then, he stood up. "I’m going back now, or my grandmother will be waiting anxiously."
"Alright, run slowly, don’t fall." A concerned shout ca from behind.
Obito turned back and waved, then his pupils shrank, his eyes widening in disbelief, his lips trembling. "No!" He imdiately turned back, but—an axe-like sword slashed down diagonally, directly at her neck.
Then. Boom! A brilliant blaze of fire illuminated the surroundings. In the explosion, he faintly heard...
"You idiot! He’s an Uchiha! If you kill her, what will we use to threaten this kid?"
"Didn’t you make a move too?" another cold voice chuckled.
Obito’s lips trembled. He looked at the two figures in the flas in disbelief, only to see the "Mist" symbol on their foreheads. "Why, why... she was just an ordinary person!" He couldn’t understand. Why wouldn’t these two people spare even an ordinary person!
Pain! It hurt so much! Looking at the burning wooden house, he felt a stabbing pain in his eyes like needles, an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.
"Hey, we’re enemies, kid. But, if it weren’t for the Uchiha symbol on you, she might not have died..." Munashi Jinpachi sneered. "Attack Konoha? Isn’t that just asking for death? Capturing an Uchiha brat to take back is enough to report back!"
"That’s right. What’s the point of showing rcy to the enemy?" Behind him, another person walked out. Jinin Akebino. The wielder of the Bluntsword: Kabutowari. The two of them watched the flas behind them with indifference, as if it were a common occurrence, their shadows stretching longer and longer before them.
Obito... raised his head, his hands covered in blood. In his eyes, the single tomoe and double tomoe of his Sharingan spun repeatedly, finally settling on the two-tomoe form. Then, Obito raised his head, an extrely angry voice erupting from his mouth. "You all deserve to die!"
The next mont, he rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, Obito was already in front of the opponent, his hands quickly forming seals.
Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!
A huge fireball, as if wanting to devour everything before it. However, a wall of water suddenly rose up. Then, a figure charged out from the water and fire, a hamr striking his shoulder. Although Obito saw it, his body couldn’t keep up.
The next second, the opponent lifted him up. "Too weak! Is this guy really an Uchiha?" the opponent muttered to himself suspiciously.
Obito roared in anger, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t break free from the opponent’s restraint. The gap between a Jonin and a Genin... was not sothing a pair of eyes could make up for. Moreover, the two before him were not ordinary Jonin; the gap in their strength was far greater than he had imagined.
Just then. Swish! A sharp sound. Then, a light shot up into the sky and exploded. Imdiately after, a barrage of kunai shot over. Munashi Jinpachi imdiately rolled his blade, and the scroll of his Blastsword flew out, about to suck in those kunai, however—the next mont, a terrifying chakra blast surrounded them.
Boom! The terrifying monstrous strength directly shattered the surroundings. Jinin Akebino, holding Obito, ran back, but the next second... What? His mind went blank. Appearing before him was one of the Sannin, Konoha’s Fourth Hokage, Tsunade! How could she be here?
"You dare to harm my villagers! You deserve to die!" Tsunade was furious. The next mont, she extended a finger, chakra erupting from her fingertip. Before it even touched, Jinin Akebino already felt the terrifying chakra impact. He tried his best to dodge, but—Tch! One finger. From a distance, the chakra, like a bullet, directly broke through the vital joint of his arm. Jinin Akebino imdiately cried out in pain, unable to hold Obito, and had to let go. He knew... facing Tsunade, no Uchiha was more important than his own life!
Run! However, after letting go of Obito, what awaited him was an even more terrifying killing move. One leap. From above, a foot descended like a teor.
Heavenly Foot of Pain!
He turned back to block with his sword, but the monstrous strength was not purely taijutsu, but a nin-taijutsu combined with chakra. The sword... couldn’t block it.
Boom! The blade flew out. Seeing the foot descend with undiminished force, Jinin Akebino’s mind went blank, only one thought flashing through—Damn you, Munashi Jinpachi, why don’t you save !
But at this mont, how could Munashi Jinpachi co to save him? In Kirigakure’s situation, even a real brother wouldn’t give up his life for another. Although the Seven Ninja Swordsn of the Mist had been together for a long ti, there was actually no deep relationship between them. It was just a group gathered together for a famous title. This was a village-level action. Personally, they were at most comrades who had been on missions together before, with no other connection—at most, the identity of a competitor. So, right now, Munashi Jinpachi only hated that he only had two legs.
However, he couldn’t escape either! Gekko Shusaku, using the Transparency Jutsu, followed Munashi Jinpachi all the way. He was also holding a Flying Thunder God kunai.
After sending Tsunade over with the Flying Thunder God Formation from the Konoha building, they had imdiately gone to find Might Dai. Although Might Dai was already a Jonin, his mission experience was really lacking. Compared to other Jonin, his abilities were a bit too one-dinsional. Although he was very powerful when using the Eight Gates, the subsequent dical treatnt was also a problem. Of course, the most crucial thing was—the current Konoha was not short of people. Although the missions were tight, they could still handle them. Therefore, Might Dai mostly served as a mber of the Hokage’s guard, a backup force. He usually just collected his salary. If a force of his level was needed, he or Chen Baojun would be sent out. But when the battle broke out, Might Dai was out training and was not in the building.
By the ti he arrived... Tsunade had already gone to the front line. Might Dai said, "Send over quickly!"
"The current Flying Thunder God Formation..."
"Cut the crap, hurry up!" Might Dai stopped the other from giving a "disclair." Ti was precious now, who had ti to listen to this?
"Alright." They imdiately sent Might Dai to the Flying Thunder God coordinate.
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Gekko Shusaku quickly followed behind Munashi Jinpachi. His Transparency Jutsu could make him invisible, usually making him very difficult to be discovered. But Munashi Jinpachi was, after all, an elite Jonin of Kirigakure. As he fled, he vaguely felt soone was tracking him—this was a ninja’s intuition and experience. After all, body shape and appearance could be hidden and changed, but one thing was difficult to conceal. Sound! No matter how careful, there would always be sound. And the sound of footsteps was particularly clear and piercing to a ninja, especially the sound of landing on a tree branch, which was definitely not sothing that existed in nature. However, he was not yet sensitive enough to sound to have complete insight. Therefore—Munashi Jinpachi only felt soone was following, but didn’t know where the other party was. He fled all the way, thinking of a counterasure.
Not long after, he heard the sound of splashing water. There! Munashi Jinpachi quickly changed direction and fled towards the river. By running into the river, he could use Water Style to escape, and it would be difficult for the other party to track him on the riverbank, or they would inevitably leave traces. At that ti... a cruel look appeared in Munashi Jinpachi’s eyes. He quickened his pace.
But, Swish! Three figures suddenly appeared on both sides of him, waving their swords at him. Konoha-Style: Dance of the Crescent Moon! He drew his blade, observing his surroundings while thinking of a counterasure. Suddenly, he saw a clone make a move. That figure drew its sword, and in the air, it drew an arc, like a dancing willow branch. This is... genjutsu?!! He imdiately reacted.
However, the next second, another figure, like a phantom, charged at him. Secret Sword: Moon Shadow! Munashi Jinpachi broke the genjutsu and saw a person charging at him. He imdiately raised his sword to block. Clang! A sound. Then—from his back, a scroll flew out. One by one, exploding tags instantly detonated. The roar and flas swept through the surroundings.
A cruel smile appeared on Munashi Jinpachi’s lips, and he continued to flee towards the river. But this explosion did not kill Gekko Shusaku. Because his real body hadn’t even made a move; it was just two shadow clones harassing him just now. And his purpose was not to kill the opponent, but to entangle and delay.
At this ti, Might Dai... had finally arrived!
Under the cover of the flas, Might Dai imdiately opened the "Gate of View," and then—Swish! A sound of breaking air was heard. The next mont, Might Dai had already appeared behind Munashi Jinpachi. Munashi Jinpachi swung his sword to kill again. He didn’t understand... why could this guy suddenly appear?!
Kill! He repeated his old trick, wanting to use his Blastsword to kill the opponent, but Might Dai jumped straight up. Then—Gate of View: Morning Peacock! Countless punches turned into fireballs in the air, coming at him like a blooming peacock. Amidst the countless flas... Munashi Jinpachi panicked. He threw out his greatsword, wanting to use its explosive power to offset the opponent’s ninjutsu, but... just then, a powerful chakra fluctuation suddenly ca from the sword.
"What?" He was stunned for a second. Then, the sword disappeared! It was summoned away! He imdiately realized that he was not the only one who had co on this trip. There was another guy... the Hozuki clan! That guy was the seventh mber of the Seven Ninja Swordsn, mastering the Hozuki clan’s secret techniques and scrolls. According to the village’s saying, if even the Hozuki clan mber died, it would be difficult for the others to survive. So, he was the last line of defense. And because of this... only the one from the Hozuki clan had the ability to summon all the swords.
"Hozuki Mugetsu, you deserve to die!" Munashi Jinpachi’s eyes were filled with despair. He quickly perford a ninjutsu. But the flas were not ninjutsu at all. The powerful shockwave passed directly through the Water Formation Wall...
Bang! His body seed to have been hit by countless punches, and it cracked open all over.
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