Naruto entry

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Xiao Nan looked at the flowers in her hand.

She likes origami and flowers.

Because she loves flowers, Xiao Nan likes to fold origami into the shape of flowers.

Suddenly, Xiao Nan saw a white flower outside the window.

This white flower looks just like the one Yahiko gave her before.

Xiao Nan's thoughts drifted back to the past.

At that moment, Yahiko ran over, holding a white flower in his hand.

The flowers he was holding kept swaying up and down.

The flower's stem was bent, and there were scars on its petals.

Xiao Nan quietly turned her head to look behind her and saw a flower seller over there.

Just as the flower seller was about to cut off the damaged flowers, Yahiko ran to him and asked him to sell them to him at a discount.

Even with its scars, flowers are still a luxury in Amegakure, a village lacking sunlight and constantly shrouded in rain.

Xiao Nan can objectively understand the current situation, but this sudden occurrence leaves her staring blankly at the flower.

Then, Yahiko suddenly stopped, his face still not facing Konan, and simply handed her the flower. The flower had a gentle and sweet scent.

"This looks a lot like your hair accessory, doesn't it?"

"Although this doesn't suit my personality, it's such a waste to see the flowers being thrown away..."

In the end, Xiao Nan accepted the flower.

Memories after the rain are always hazy, Xiao Nan shook her head.

Click.

The window was opened.

Xiao Nan looked at the flower blooming on the tree root again for a closer look.

The flower was blooming beautifully, and the raindrops falling on its petals made it appear even more vibrant.

Pa tower.

The flower was blown down by the wind and blew in through the crack in the window.

Xiao Nan bent down and picked it up, intending to make it into a pressed flower.

In this way, the flower can stay with you for longer, just like the old pressed flower that has turned yellow on your body.

Xiao Nan closed the window again, looked at the rain outside, and pondered deeply.

It has been some time since Nagato went out again.

A cold wind blew by, and the gap in the glass caused the sheets and blankets behind them to ripple slightly.

There was no one there.

Xiao Nan sighed softly.

That's how Nagato disappeared without a trace on a rainy day.

Both she and Yahiko knew that this was definitely Madara Uchiha's doing.

Only Madara Uchiha knew how to use a space-time ninjutsu that was completely undetectable.

They were able to take Nagato, who had lost the ability to move his legs, away without alerting anyone.

"Konan, are you thinking about Nagato?"

After a long while, Yahiko's voice came from behind.

Konan turned around and saw Yahiko looking exhausted. She instinctively put away the white flowers.

"What happened this time?"

Xiao Nan asked with concern.

"Yes, some of our comrades in the Eighth District have been turned. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise it would have caused even greater losses."

Yahiko shook his head.

He is a person who respects and cares for his companions very much, but sometimes, while he is sincere to his companions, they are not sincere to him.

Yahiko has already experienced betrayal several times.

Apart from some core members who have followed them all the way, many new members of the Akatsuki organization do not have their own ideals.

I joined Akatsuki simply because it is the largest and most legitimate organization in the Land of Rain.

Even on this war-torn land of the Land of Rain, traces of infiltration by the militant faction of the enemy nation still remain.

"Leaving that aside, after Nagato returned to Madara's side, no information about him was gathered in the Land of Rain. It's very likely that he didn't operate in the Land of Rain, but went to other countries instead."

Yahiko brought up Nagato's matter.

If we're talking about who hurt him the most, it has to be Nagato.

Yahiko couldn't understand why everyone who once shared the same ideal of flying and striving could no longer do so.

Nagato has become too extreme, learning about pain through suffering. Such violence will ultimately lead to nothing good.

"Nagato has changed a lot."

After a moment of silence, Xiao Nan spoke.

"Everyone changes over time."

Yahiko shook his head.

He looked at Xiao Nan and suddenly wondered if Xiao Nan might also change.

Then Yahiko chuckled to himself, wondering how Konan could be that kind of person.

Yahiko banished this terrible thought from his mind.

"Next time, I'm afraid we'll have to ask Mr. Kiyoshi for help again."

Yahiko said.

Only Kiyoshi-sensei possesses the power to subdue Nagato.

The Rinnegan is incredibly powerful, and its methods are incredibly diverse.

Nagato's second choice to join the Shinkyo organization should result in a significant improvement in his strength.

Madara Uchiha, wearing a mask, said that his purpose was to guide the holder of the "Rinnegan," and Yahiko believed that he would help Nagato adapt to and enhance the power of the "Rinnegan."

This means Nagato will inevitably be even more difficult to deal with than last time.

"Uchiha Kiyoshi..."

When this name was mentioned, a complex mix of emotions flashed across Xiao Nan's face.

She couldn't bring herself to hate Kiyoshi, yet she also couldn't bring herself to be grateful to him.

Everything seemed like a transaction.

However, from a logical and emotional standpoint, she simply couldn't accept it.

Xiao Nan's hands were hidden from view by her drooping sleeves, and the flowers were also concealed within the black cuffs.

She gently held the white flower in her hand.

It is said that white flowers represent purity, fidelity, and innocence.

Like the fresh, natural fragrance of a canyon after rain.

But she is no longer... a white flower.

She was another old pressed flower that had already turned yellow.

So for some reason, Konan didn't want Yahiko to see the white flower.

She didn't want Yahiko to think about the past.

The pattering rain pattered against the window, like silk threads, mirroring the melancholy in Konan's heart as she prepared to meet Uchiha Kiyoshi.

…………

Soon, another month or two passed.

It was already October in Konoha, and snow had begun to fall in some parts of the Land of Fire.

People are gradually wearing thicker clothes, and laughter and joy are everywhere.

The wounds inflicted by war are being healed by time.

On such a peaceful night.

The atmosphere in a secluded mountain forest was somewhat somber.

The towering cliffs, as if cleaved by a giant blade, plunge straight into the surging river.

Between the mountains, a wooden corridor built along the cliff meanders and twists, with vermilion pillars extending from the cave entrance and plunging straight into the riverbed.

Kiyoshi stood in the red corridor, looking at the night outside.

Based on the date of pregnancy and Kushina's condition, Naruto would be born on this day.

When faced with the true "Child of Prophecy," Kiyoshi naturally chose to continue delivering babies.

After the delivery, Kiyoshi will take a portion of the cells for experiments, just like Sasuke's cells.

It seems that Madara Uchiha simply sewed Hashirama's flesh onto his own chest, and finally awakened his Sharingan.

It's difficult to study the reincarnation chakra behind a single cell, so Kiyoshi wanted to try putting the two types of cells together to see if any strange reactions would occur.

"Qingji..."

Kushina's shout made Kiyoshi turn around and step into the cave behind.

Besides Sarutobi Biwa Lake, there is only Kushina here.

As for the assistant from the original work, Kiyoshi did not bring him along.

Having him is enough; having Sarutobi Biwako is just an extra layer of insurance.

If all else fails, Kiyoshi can have Ryusei come over and use "Dragon's Life Reincarnation" to revive someone.

In other words, from the very beginning, this place was absolutely under the control of the Qing family.

"It doesn't matter."

Kiyoshi comforted Kushina.

As Kushina listened to Seiji's words of comfort, her heart gradually calmed down.

But she still had a strange sense of foreboding.

……

At the foot of the mountain, inside and outside the cave, the river flows day and night.

Dozens of members of the Dark Guard, wearing animal masks, stood guard here with serious expressions.

In this suffocating silence, only the continuous roar of the flowing water could be heard.

Kakashi leaned against the rock wall, one hand unconsciously resting on his ninja tool bag.

Above the mask, his left eye was slightly narrowed, his gaze sharp as he meticulously scanned the water's surface, the cliff top, and even every inch of the visible night sky.

Although the Sharingan is covered by the headband, the intuition honed through countless life-and-death experiences is more alert than any other eye technique.

Standing beside him were his colleagues, who were also holding their breath in suspense.

There was no conversation between colleagues; all collaboration was accomplished through subtle gestures and eye contact.

They are carrying out a highly classified mission.

It was so secretive that many secret agents didn't even know who they were protecting.

Kakashi is one of the few people who knows the inside story.

Inside is Kushina, who is about to give birth.

Kushina's pregnancy was known only to a small group of people close to her, but even this small group only knew that she was pregnant; very few people knew the exact date of delivery.