Gou in the Ninja World

Yukimura lowered his eyes and looked at the old and young who were immersed in grief. He only felt bitter in his throat. For a while, it seemed that there were a thousand words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't talk it out.

Fifteen people, fifteen names behind fifteen different families, they bear the responsibility of being children, brothers and sisters, husbands, wives, fathers and mothers. Let go of Huangquan at a young age.

Everything is just to protect Yukimura who has no relatives with them for no reason.

This kindness was too heavy, just like the weather today, heavy, and it was too heavy for him to breathe.

"Yukimura, you must remember their names forever, understand?"

Uchiha Chisari patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said slowly and solemnly.

"Ok."

Yukimura nodded slowly.

Fifteen people, fifteen names, fifteen lives, and fifteen families behind... even if the father didn't say that, how could he forget it.

This is the first time someone has given his life for him in the past and this life.

Why can people bet their lives for others?

At this moment, Yukimura couldn't help asking himself.

He didn't know what kind of mood the fifteen people were holding to welcome death, but he knew that if any one of them chose another path, then the result would not be like this.

Because they are not ordinary ninjas, none of the people who can enter the Anbu directly under Naruto is ordinary. They are all first-class masters outside. Faced with more than twice as many enemies, the hope of victory can be said to be very high. Vague, at this time, if any of them chooses to abandon the mission in order to protect themselves, then based on their ability, even if they can't win, they should still be able to escape.

However, none of them chose to escape this road. Facing the sudden enemy, even if there was no chance of winning, the fifteen people still resolutely implemented the orders issued by Sarutobihiri and fought to the last moment.

Even at the expense of my own life...

Yukimura considers himself a selfish person. He has no spirit of selfless dedication and does not understand the principle of self-sacrificing. He has always believed that if one day he faces a desperate situation, he feels that he can do something to ensure that he is alive. Anything comes.

However, facing the fifteen silent names, he was silent.

They can obviously live...

They can obviously return home alive, they can see their family again, and they can be with their loved ones.

If they choose another way.

However, they all left themselves here forever, even at the last moment of their lives, no one chooses the life that was once within reach.

Is this the ninja of Konoha Village?

Yukimura raised his head, looked around, and looked at the silent people around him. The faces with sentimentality, grief, and nostalgia, wanted to find out the reasons for people to sacrifice everything for them.

However, after looking around, there was only one answer.

That is, the strong will of fire that wants to protect the things that he treasures most.

Think about it carefully, the sacrifice of Thousands of Hands, the sacrifice of Matdai, the sacrifice of Nohara Lin, the sacrifice of Hafeng Mizumon, the sacrifice timeline of Sarutobi Hisaki), the original sacrifice timeline of Jiraiya), Isn’t Mito Menyan’s sacrifice, and the thousands of unknown heroes who died in the war, based on this simple reason?

Wherever the leaves fly, the fire is endless.The fire light will continue to illuminate the village and let the new leaves germinate...

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a sentence once said by Sarutobi Hizen in the original work. The person I cherish the most is my grandson Konohamaru, and everyone in this village...

Because of the will to fire, are all the people living in this village family?

Thinking of this, his heart jumped fiercely, and a warm current rushed through, feeling that the softest part of his heart was touched by something.

After traveling more than a month away, Yukimura felt the familiar warmth for the second time.

He raised his head and looked to the sky, letting the drizzle wet his face a little bit, but in his mind he recalled the words he had seen and what Iluka said.

When people die alone, everything will disappear. The past or present life, and the future will disappear together. Many people die in wars or missions, and they are not earth-shattering, just simple deaths.

Among these dead, there are some who still have dreams, but everyone has the same cherished things-parents, brothers, friends or lovers who are the most important to them. The trust and mutual help between each other starts from birth. , I have always been with the people I cherish, and then become stronger after the consideration of time!This is not a big deal.As long as people who are held together by this thread will do this, because they are the most cherished people!

That's it...

Is the most cherished person everyone in this village?

Yukimura sighed silently, feeling that he suddenly understood something.

He turned his head, his eyes condensed on the fast white tablet for a long time, time and time again, engraving those names in the depths of his heart forever, forever, forever...

Nakahara Yuki, Okuda Tomoko, Murai Hitoshi, Ishihara Daichi, Yoneda Kazuki, Asada Yusho, Genshin Sanyo...

Yukimura chanted these names over and over in his heart, facing them, facing himself, as if facing this world that made him feel familiar and strange.

In this world, I don’t have a home, maybe...not for a long time in the future.

However, I have many family members!

Chapter Fifty Five

It's another beautiful morning.

The early morning Konoha is shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere, bathed in the slightly hot sunshine, and people start a new day.

The shops on the side of the road opened one after another, and with the light breeze, the smell of dishes filled the streets and alleys.

After the shops were all opened, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased. Adults rushed to work, school-age children went to school in groups of three or two, while younger children ran around the crowd like a gust of wind , From time to time there were bursts of laughter like silver bells. They were not supervised by adults and didn't need to go to school, so they played vigorously.

It seems that everything is so peaceful.

However, in this peaceful atmosphere, there will always be some uncomfortable voices, disrupting this peaceful atmosphere.

"Oh oh oh~ this is great!"

"That's not bad too!"

At this moment, on the roof of a building in Konoha Village, there is a white-haired adult man squatting. He is wearing a red vest, steps on a pair of clogs, and holds a monotube as thick as an arm. The telescope, scanning back and forth on the street, seemed to be watching something.

While observing, he was still babbling, with a lustful smile on his face.

"Awesome, as expected of Konoha..."

The white-haired wretched man slapped his mouth, sucking saliva.

"It's just heaven."

As the most powerful country in the ninja world, the country of fire has the best geographical location and living environment. The living standard of Konoha Village is generally higher than that of other places. Coupled with the feng shui nourishment, there are so many beautiful women. It has a convex back, white skin and beautiful appearance, which is much higher than other villages.

Especially those young women in miniskirts, wearing fishnet stockings, revealing a large white leg, which can almost emit a dazzling light in the sun, which is extremely attractive.

I can play with this leg for a year...