"You seem quite happy."
Walking out of the Naruto Building, Eight Swords glanced at the excited Weitat." I seem to have heard someone say that he hates war.”
"Jian Sang, hating war is one thing.”
Eritsu shook his head." But at the same time, we can help Mr. Watergate. We can be proud to protect those who are worth protecting.”
He really hated war.
War meant death.
But now, other than contributing to the land under his feet, he had no other choice.
"Jiansang asked me, but he still looked excited.”
As he spoke, Weasel pointed at his trembling hand that was holding the hilt of the sword.
"I'm different from you."
The Eight Swords chuckled as he carried his knife and walked forward in large strides, ignoring the surprised gazes of the people around him.
Just like him, his saber would also attract countless gazes.
But he was indeed different from Weasel.
Guardian Leaf?
Protect the land under their feet?
Forget it.
That was not something he should be doing.
However, excitement was inevitable.
The awakening of his instinctive power made him desire to kill!
He had a deeper understanding of the power of instinct in battle.
In Muye, his desire would never be satisfied.
The front line was the paradise he loved. He could enjoy fresh blood there.
After this layer of excitement faded away, the eight swords still felt a little melancholic.
When he had transmigrated to this world, he had never thought of having too many connections with the people around him.
Two or three people who knew each other would go wherever they wanted to go with knives and wine.
That was all.
Even if he went to the front line this time, he would only be helping Fourth Generation Naruto, his teacher in name, to solve a problem.
If Mu Ye's fire shadow was the Flying Ape Sun Slash.
Sorry, he didn't have the time to help him guard Mu Ye.
Eight Swords thought that he was clear about gratitude and hatred. When he was suspected, Water Gate was the only person who stood up.
Just this alone was enough to make Ye Bajian have a good impression of him.
It was not a big deal to help him once.
There were two reasons for him to accept this mission.
Together with Kakashi and Weasel, they did what the Watergate Squad had done.
"Gather tomorrow morning and rest well tonight.”
Leaving behind the time for the gathering, Kakashi leaped and left the street.
"Jiansang, Father said that if you have time, he would like to invite you to his house tonight.”
Weasel, on the other hand, grabbed Eight Swords 'sleeve and asked for his opinion shyly.
Was it an invitation from Uchiha Tomitake?
Then why are you so nervous?
"Would uncle mind if I had an extra set of chopsticks?”
Eight Swords touched his chin." The cherry blossoms in Uchiha's territory haven't withered yet, have they? Red Bean said she wanted to take a look."
What a question.
The Uchiha clan still needs your sister for a meal?
Weasel Zhi rolled his eyes, pulled Eight Swords 'sleeve, and headed straight for Mitarai's house.
……
"Lord Danzou, Night…Eight Swords went to the Uchiha Clan's territory.”
At the root of the darkness, a figure landed in front of Tuan Zang's small house. Through the door, the person's face was filled with bitterness.
To be honest, Zhi Shui did not expect the new mission to be this.
Monitor the Night Eight Swords!
To spy on his friends!
The struggling Zhi Shui was filled with contradictions.
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have a chance these few days, he would have already found the other party and told him to be careful.
He had no choice. This mission was not to be carried out by himself. He had not found the opportunity to withdraw.
What was going on?
What did Lord Tuanzang want to do to Eight Swords?
What should I do then?
Friends and leaders…
"Did you go to the Uchiha clan? He really went."
Tuan Zang's expression was calm, and his face could not be seen. Zhi Shui, who was outside the door, could not understand what he was trying to say.
What was wrong with the Uchiha clan?
As a friend of Itachi and himself, there shouldn't be anything suspicious about going to the Uchiha clan, right?
Zhi Shui really wanted to ask this question.
But he knew that even if he asked, Lord Tanzang would not tell him.
"Continue monitoring."
Waving his hand, Tuan Zang lost interest in listening.
After Zhishui left.
Tuan Zang looked at the scroll placed in front of him. On it was clearly drawn an extremely domineering sword.
Eight swords of the Dragon-Slaying Saber!
Slowly closing the scroll, Tuan Zang stood up and looked outside through the only window.
"Feng Shui Sect, do you really think you're Naruto?”
"That spot belongs to me!”
"According to the information left behind by the Swirling Mito, as well as the major events in history, the Nine-Tailed Human Pillar Strength is the weakest during childbirth.”
"Orochimaru, Orochimaru, what a pity, you didn't want this last chance.”
With a cold glint in his eyes, Tuan Zang's figure disappeared into the darkness.
……
"I'm very happy to have a friend like you. I'm also very grateful for the care you took for me during the last mission.”
In the home of the leader of the Fuyue Clan, in the Uchiha Clan's territory.
He looked at the bold and unrestrained young man drinking in front of him with satisfaction and nodded.
Fugawa had already heard about the entire process of the last mission from Itachi.
Fu Yue was impressed by the figure that stood in front of his son at the critical moment.
Whether it was as a father or as the leader of the Uchiha clan, he felt that it was only right to express the etiquette of the Uchiha clan to entertain the other party. It was just that he had never had the time. Today, he finally had the opportunity.
Eight Swords didn't pretend to be polite. His relationship with Weasel didn't need to be said.
He nodded at Fu Yue and took a sip from his wine gourd. That was enough.
However, his eyes eventually landed on Uchiha Mikoto's protruding belly.
Her stomach was slightly bigger than Kushina's.
After this mission, Sasuke should be born soon.
"My younger brother is about to be born. Can Jiansang be his teacher?”
Weasel suddenly said.
"How do you know it's a younger brother? What if it's a younger sister?”
Eight Swords raised his eyebrows.
"No, I can't! It must be my younger brother!"
Weasel said in an extremely certain tone as if his fur was standing on end.
Tsk.
Traditional brother control.
Eight Swords rolled his eyes.
……
The fifth watch arrived.
Oh, if it's an update, a flower would be enough, hehe.
The young author thanked him.
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