Naruto Shikigami Aizen

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In the forest of death, when the Zhongnin exam was in full swing.

Located in a corner of Muye Village, in a quaint house.

The warm sunlight fell on the ground in the courtyard, and a slim figure was leaning on the pillars of the porch with one leg slightly bent, looking at the scenery outside with drunken eyes.

Her blond hair was exceptionally conspicuous under the sunlight, and the blush on her face was intoxicating.

"belch..."

But at this moment, the woman hiccupped without caring about her image!

Then she used her slender white palm to tightly pick up the shochu next to her, and drank it in one gulp, the spicy taste immediately spread in her ruddy mouth.

"What a rare treat!"

The woman said happily in a carefree manner, and then took another sip.

After taking the second sip, her eyes seemed to become more blurred, and the blush on her face also became more vivid.

But then, her moist eyes dimmed slightly, a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, and she murmured in a muffled voice.

"It's a pity that you will never see such a beautiful scenery..."

While talking, she saw her slender arm slowly lift up the shochu bottle beside her, and slowly sprinkle the remaining half bottle of wine on the ground under the porch.

After doing all this, she didn't seem to be in the mood to continue drinking.

She stared blankly at the ground under the corridor, even though her face was slightly red, her eyes were full of bewilderment and loss.

"Squeak..."

On the branches in the courtyard, Xia Chan was singing slightly, adding a charm to the leisurely scenery.

But the graceful and charming woman in the corridor had covered her cheeks with her white hands at some point, as if unstoppable tears were slipping from her fingers.

"Why...why...why exactly..."

The beautiful woman who buried her head between her hands let out a sobbing cry, her voice mixed with a drunken murmur.

Maybe it's because he can't drink, or maybe he wants to be completely drunk.

After a long while, the woman slowly collapsed on the porch, her graceful body reflected the warm sunshine, and fell into a deep sleep.

Just then.

"Tsubunate, Tsunade!"

"Today is Naruto's exam day, do you want to go together..."

Accompanied by a loud laugh, a thief-like figure slowly jumped in from the wall outside the courtyard.

However, after the visitor saw the drunk Tsunade on the ground, the voice stopped abruptly.

The visitor had long white hair like a hedgehog, and there were two smears of red oil paint under the corners of his eyes. He was the Jiraiya who had been teaching Naruto before.

After arriving at the house where Tsunade lived, seeing Tsunade lying drunk on the ground, the grinning smile on Jiraiya's face slowly faded away.

I saw him walking slowly to Tsunade's side, glanced at the wine bottles all over the floor and the fallen Tsunade with complicated eyes, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

He slowly helped Tsunade into the inner room, and after tidying up, he carefully placed a wet towel on her forehead.

It wasn't until the blush on her face gradually dissipated that she tucked in the quilt before slowly walking out.

When he came to the corridor, Ji Lai also wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed softly.

"What a troublesome guy. Every time someone else cleans up for you, you have to have a sense of proportion when drinking..."

When he said this, Jiraiya's eyes were attracted by a piece of dim yellow paper on the ground of the porch.

When he saw the piece of paper, his face darkened for a moment.

Then he glanced at the inner room with complicated eyes, shook his head slightly, and murmured.

"You should also know...he's gone..."

"Already... completely left us..."

After finishing speaking, Jiraiya's shoulders seemed to be a little shorter, and his back was somewhat heavy and left here along the way when he came.

Jiraiya had just left the mansion.

A breeze gently swayed the treetops, and in an instant, all the cicadas in the courtyard disappeared, and there was silence.

But in this eerie silence, at some point, a tall figure knelt and sat in the position where Tsunade had passed out from drinking.

I saw his slender and slender fingers gently pick up the dim yellow paper on the ground.

His deep eyes looked at the piece of paper as calmly as water, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a while, the figure slowly picked up a bottle of shochu with half a bottle left, and took a sip.

Even though the spicy taste fermented in his mouth, that sharp-edged face was still expressionless, as calm as water.

..........

On this day, Tsunade, who was drunk and asleep, felt that he had a very beautiful dream.

In her sleep, she seemed to see the guy who theoretically could never see again.

She didn't wake up from the dream until a tear fell from the corner of her eye because of happiness.

After waking up, she gently rubbed her aching head, and walked slowly to the corridor.

The night was dark, but when she walked to the corridor, she was slightly taken aback!

I saw her eyes slowly stop at the position near the pillar, a trace of doubt gradually appeared in her eyes, and then her expression became slightly agitated.

Tsunade seemed to have found something, and hurriedly fumbled his clothes up and down, as if he was looking for something.

After failing to touch it, she quickly ran to the position of the pillar.

I saw there, apart from a few wine bottles that were tilted left and right, there was a scorched black mark...

As if something was burned here, Tsunade knelt down on the ground, looking at the scorched black marks on the ground with dull and blank eyes, and muttered to himself.

"No more...no more..."

While muttering strangely, her white palms were clenched tightly at some point, and the veins on the back of her hands were all exposed.

"boom--"

Suddenly, she slammed her fist on the porch, and the whole quaint house trembled violently because of her violent punch.

Amidst the rising smoke and dust, there was only a scolding voice full of anger and remorse.

"hateful!!"

Harsh and sad reprimands pierced the night sky in an instant.

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at the same time.

Under the night.

In the high sky above the death forest, two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"call....."

The bulging cold wind gently blew the robe of one of them, his figure was very tall and straight, but his angular face was calm.

Beside him stood a delicate and beautiful woman in kimono who looked like an elf.

She glanced lightly at the tall man beside her and said softly.

"Master Aizen, are you okay..."