Time could change a lot, but some things could not be taken away.
Just like Sasuke's hatred for Itachi... Unable to erase, sinking deeper and deeper. Perhaps one day, their hatred... They would leave with the wind that was as gentle as clouds, scatter, and then disappear…
12 years old represented a brand new beginning for an ordinary child. They would gradually step into the fence of maturity and set off for tomorrow.
To a ninja, 12 years old meant giving up. They could not have the laughter that their peers should have. They carried heavy responsibilities and walked into the battlefield. Perhaps they were still smiling at this moment, but in the next second, they had already entered hell with the ballad of the death god.
Four years could be considered long, but it could also be considered short. Four years was enough to make those things that originally existed cease to exist, and also to make those things that had disappeared return to their hometown.
Uzumaki Naruto was still the same as before. Every night, under the cover of the night, he received all kinds of cruel training and learned all kinds of ninjutsu. His strength had long reached the level of Jounin. Teacher Iruka always looked at him gently as usual and treated him to ramen. During the day, he was still the same as before. When he met Sasuke in school, he would quarrel and constantly quarrel, playing the role of the last one. He often likes to go against Sasuke, but Sasuke is even more indifferent. It was just that every week, when he came to the lake alone, he would always feel that something was missing. He would often be in a daze by the lake, and his heart would ache for no reason. It was different from the pain and helplessness he felt in his dreams when the night came.
"Naruto, what is your dream?”Iruka asked casually as he looked at the person who was eating the noodles.
"Every time." With noodles stuffed in his mouth, Naruto answered with a lisping voice.
"How can I not think about it?" Hearing the young man's irresponsible words, Iruka felt that it was his responsibility to guide the young man and teach him righteously. "Then what was Teacher Iruka's childhood dream?!？”The young man tried to divert the teacher's attention. " Me," the teacher said regretfully as he thought of his childhood." Back then, my dream was to become Naruto!" Because I want to protect the important people, and Naruto is the strongest person in the village. As long as I become Naruto, I can protect the people I like and the people I care about. But the people I like and the people I care about are all dead. However, I've found someone important. Naruto, you're the person important to me, so I want to protect you.”
"Then Teacher Iruka, I will protect you. I will become Naruto, gain everyone's recognition, and become stronger."
"I don't mind if you want to become Naruto, but it's not good to be in the limelight.”"Teacher Iruka, can you let me wear the forehead guard on your head? It feels so cool.”Naruto looked at Iruka expectantly.
"No, only ninjas can wear this forehead guard. You're not a ninja yet. When you graduate, I'll personally put it on for you.”
"I know, so stingy."
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