allendalepharm Chapter 239: 1. The thought of time passing makes me feel reluctant to let go.
Chapter 239: 1. The thought of time passing makes me feel reluctant to let go.
"Manji, would you be willing to take care of Kushina for a while?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi's voice was gentle as he looked at Manji and asked.
Manji frowned slightly, looking troubled: "Fifth Boss, I am not the right person."
"With a great battle imminent, I am unable to attend to everything. Perhaps it would be better to entrust her to Lord Mito's care?"
He declined the offer ten thousand times using this excuse.
Wanci did not want to interfere too much in matters that would affect the conflict between Asuras and Indras in later generations.
So that after I go to the Pure Land, Indra won't accuse me of being biased.
I remember
When Ashura learned that he was the Uchiha elder during his last visit to the Pure Land, he kept saying that the founder was unfair and favored Indra. He added that he, Ashura, was also the grand-disciple of the Uchiha.
Indra also felt that he favored the Asuras.
It is said that Wanci secretly supported the reincarnation of Asura.
Wanci was naturally not angry about this; he simply smiled.
This time, I won't interfere.
How Naruto and Sasuke fare depends entirely on themselves.
"I see, indeed, you don't have much time..."
Upon hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.
"In that case, I'll trouble you to make the trip and take Kushina to Lord Mito."
Hiruzen Sarutobi made his decision.
Regarding this child, it is still necessary for Mito to conduct an assessment.
The matter of a Jinchuriki in Konoha is of utmost importance, and we absolutely cannot just find any random child like Uzumaki.
Manji responded, bent down and took Kushina's cold little hand, then turned and walked towards the Senju clan's territory.
"Kushina, my name is Manji. You can call me Manji-nii, or whatever, it's up to you."
Wanci looked down at the little girl beside him, who was clutching his clothes and staggering, and spoke very softly.
Kushina timidly raised her head and asked softly, "I...can I call you Rokudo-nii?"
Wan Ci paused, his gaze suddenly sharpening as he looked down at her, scrutinizing her: "Why did you want to call me that?"
The little girl shrank back in fright at his sudden aura, her voice barely audible: "When I was in the Six Paths Temple in Uzushiogakure, I saw a portrait of the Sage of Six Paths... I think you look a lot like the person in the portrait."
It turned out to be the case.
The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, the sharpness in their eyes faded, and a gentle smile appeared.
Children's intuition is indeed much sharper than that of adults.
I simply changed my hairstyle and made slight adjustments to the model.
"Can."
"If you want to call me Brother Liudao, then go ahead and call me that."
Wanci gently stroked Kushina's soft red hair.
Kushina carefully gripped his fingers: "Rokudo-nii, where are we going?"
"Go see someone like you."
"She's also from the Uzumaki clan; you can think of her as your grandmother."
Wan Ci said slowly.
For Kushina, who had just lost both her parents and was all alone, an elder from her own clan was the best support she could rely on at that moment.
The two traveled in silence and soon arrived at the Thousand Hands Clan's territory.
The once bustling and glorious land of the Thousand Hands Clan is now desolate.
Pure-blooded Senju clan members are now few and far between.
Some traveled to the capital of the Land of Fire to seek official positions.
Some grew tired of the killing and gave up the path of the ninja.
The rest followed the arrangement and completely integrated into the homes of Konoha residents, becoming ordinary people's homes.
After a brief introduction, the two entered the quaint mansion and met Mito Uzumaki.
When Manji saw the Second Hokage's wife again, he felt an indescribable sense of melancholy.
The old man before me has long lost his former glory.
Even with the Yin seal maintaining it, it ultimately cannot withstand the erosion of time.
Wrinkles covered her face, her once long hair was now streaked with white, and even her eyes held a hint of weariness and aging.
Wanci sighed softly in his heart.
Time... it's truly the most ruthless thing.
In a daze, he seemed to have returned to that era of war and chaos.
At that time, he was the elder of Konoha and personally facilitated the marriage between Hashirama and Mito.
Back then, Madara, Izuna, Hashirama, Tobirama... they were all so young and full of vigor, believing that with their passion, they could create an era of eternal peace.
It's amazing how fast time flies.
Wanci couldn't help but feel her eyes redden slightly, and her nose tingle with emotion.
It wasn't for Mito Uzumaki, Hashirama, Madara, or the others, but rather the weight of this thousand-year-long span of time that brought tears to my eyes.
Perhaps because he had lived two lives, he could perceive more clearly than anyone else how precious those seemingly ordinary moments were.
In the past, during the era of the Ninja Clan.
When Wanci sat alone on the mountaintop, carrying the Six Paths Sword and gazing at the sunset, he thought that many years later, or even a hundred years later, he would definitely cherish this moment.
that's the truth.
As the original Naruto Shippuden series draws ever closer, Manji can't help but reminisce about the ancient times.
They even miss the time when they helped the people in the land of their ancestors.
Even though there are more and more characters from the original work, and you should be getting more and more familiar with them, Wanci feels a strange sense of reluctance instead.
It's hard to say goodbye to that era.
Manji already had this feeling when the turbulent era ended.
"Brother Liudao, why are you crying?"
Kushina sensed ten thousand emotional shifts and asked in a low voice.
Wanci quickly composed himself and said gently, "It's nothing."
The two went inside
Mito Uzumaki greeted the two with a smile.
Mito Uzumaki stared at Manji in a daze, and couldn't help but sigh, "Hehehe, Manji does look somewhat like the First Hokage. It's really making me a little dizzy."
He put on a surprised expression every time.
"Lord Mito, you flatter me. How could I possibly compare to the First Hokage?"
He said humbly ten thousand times.
Mito Uzumaki smiled and waved her hand, her gaze softening as she looked at Kushina.
"This must be Kushina. What a lovely child."
Mito Uzumaki slowly stood up, walked to Kushina, squatted down, and patted her head.
Kushina shyly hid behind Manji, secretly observing Mito.
Manji said softly, "Lord Mito, this child has just lost both his parents, please take good care of him."
Mito Uzumaki nodded: "Don't worry, she's also a child of the Uzumaki clan. I'll treat her like my own granddaughter."
Then, Mito took Kushina's hand.
The two came to the bedside and began to chat.
Meanwhile, the Nine-Tails inside Mito Uzumaki couldn't wait to catch up with Manji.
"Teacher! I knew it was you! Are you stirring up trouble again?"
The Nine Lama spoke through his consciousness with a smile.
Wan Ci's face darkened: "What do you mean by 'stirring up trouble'? I want to observe the world quietly and then get involved myself!"
Nine-Tailed Buddha laughed: "Don't make your brother Wan laugh. It's one thing to fool your disciple, but don't fool yourself too."
Wanci sighed slightly upon hearing this.
Looking at his teacher's expression, Nine-Lama felt a slight pang of regret.
Isn't it too hurtful to say such things about a teacher?