Naruto: The Strongest Kakashi

Konoha thirty-five years.

During World War II.

Dim battle camp.

Orochimaru, Jiraiya and Tsunade, who are just showing their talents in the ninja world, all gathered here.

Tsunade hurried over, his clothes were drenched, he was panting heavily, he seemed to want to enter a certain room, but he was stopped by Jiraiya.

Orochimaru's face was calm, and there was even a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

It was pouring rain outside.

"Tsunade, it's better not to go in and look at the corpse." Jiraiya whispered.

Orochimaru sneered and said, "What's the matter, anyway, I can't recognize him as my younger brother."

"Oshemaru! Just don't say a few words, the matter is already like this!" Ziraiya shouted in a low voice.

"The corpse has long been beyond recognition. What I see now is just a rearranged appearance. There are no doctors on the battlefield. Even if it is injured, it is difficult to treat it. What's more, it is such an injury that cannot be treated even if you are present. hand."

Orochimaru looked at Tsunade coldly, his voice seemed a little cold.

Tsunade took a step back, unable to speak.

Orochimaru stretched his right hand into his bosom, took out a green pendant, and said in a low voice: "It's just that it's too cruel for a child, especially a guy who just received a birthday gift and is full of blood .”

Orochimaru handed the pendant to Tsunade, and then left.

It was still raining heavily outside, but Orochimaru didn't care at all.

He raised his head slightly, and the rain drenched his face.

There seemed to be drops of water falling from the corners of the eyes.

I just don't know if it's tears or rain.

Nawaki, he is not only Tsunade's younger brother, but also Orochimaru's first disciple.

Orochimaru loves this talented disciple very much.

But now, for such a person to die like this, it is a bit aggrieved.

"Orochimaru.

"

In the rain, someone shouted, and Orochimaru turned his head to look.

In the rain, there was another familiar figure.

Somo...

"What happened to the rope tree?" Sakumo asked worriedly.

"Heh, die. If I fall into such a trap, even I can't survive, let alone he is only twelve years old." Orochimaru sneered.

He, who was used to pretending, didn't show the slightest sadness at this time.

The rain had wet his face, and there was no trace of it.

Shuo Mao was shocked, sure enough, it was the same result.

On the battlefield, even they cannot protect a person's safety all the time.

Just looking at Orochimaru's pretending to be strong, Sakumo sighed.

"Oshemaru, show your sadness, don't look like this."

Over the past ten years of getting along with each other, Shuo Mao naturally knows Da She Wan very well.

This appearance is really as much pretending as you want.

The rain drenched Orochimaru's long hair, he lowered his head, and the rain kept falling.

"Sakumo... What is the life of a ninja for? Is such a sacrifice really necessary? Is life really so fragile?"

Orochimaru kept asking questions, not knowing whether he was asking Sakumo or himself.

"Oshemaru, in the ninja world, we can't help ourselves."

"Can't help yourself? Hehehe, it's really sad." Orochimaru mocked.

"Oshemaru, are you alright?" Sakumo said worriedly.

Orochimaru shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Sakumo, I will definitely create that ninjutsu that can bring the dead back to life, definitely!"

There was firmness in that tone.

Shuo Mao was taken aback, recalling the scene when the two met when they were children.

At that time, I thought that Orochimaru was just a child's speech, but now I should have retreated in spite of the difficulties.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

"Oshemaru, it's full of risks, and the sacrifice is too great." Sakumo persuaded.

Orochimaru smiled and said, "Don't worry, Sakumo, there are a lot of materials for experiments in this era of war. I have already collected a lot of corpses of ninjas from enemy countries, and there will definitely be no problems."

"Involving the soul, even if there are experimental materials, there is no small harm to oneself."

"Suo Mao, some things cannot be done without sacrifice. I think you should know this truth better than me."

After Orochimaru finished speaking, he left without looking back.

It's still raining.

Watching Orochimaru leave, Sakumo knew that he had changed.

It's not the same as it used to be.

"Orochimaru……"

Shuo Mao murmured softly, with an unknown emotion in his heart.

This friend seems to have embarked on a different path.

World War II is not over yet, and Konoha has not yet won the victory.

But everything seems to have changed.

Orochimaru became even more indifferent, and stayed in his laboratory when he had nothing to do.

Shuo Mao hadn't seen him for a long time.

In the days when the war was temporarily stable, Sakumo went to look for Orochimaru as before, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Sakumo knew that Orochimaru was hiding from him.

Because, I am the only one who knows his true thoughts.

It is a road full of human twists.

Looking at Orochimaru's house from a distance, Sakumo finally sighed.

Turn around and leave, perhaps, the relationship between the two can never go back to the past.

Inside the house, Orochimaru watched Sakumo leave silently, the light in his eyes was dim and uncertain.

"Suo Mao, just wait, I will definitely succeed. I have already obtained the technique of reincarnation from the dirt of the second generation. As long as I know more about it, I will definitely be able to create a real technique of longevity!"

Orochimaru didn't want to see Sakumo, and he didn't dare to.

He was afraid that this friend of his would come to persuade him again.

He was afraid of seeing his disappointed eyes.

"Sakumo, I'm sorry."

Konoha thirty-seven years.

Shuo Mao disappeared for a year and finally returned.

The Ayako he went to rescue did not come back, but what he brought back was a baby boy with the same silver-white hair.

His name is Kakashi, he and her son.

"Is Ayako dead?"

Orochimaru muttered to himself, he was a little worried.

Orochimaru knew how much that steely man liked Ayako.

But now, this woman is dead.

That day, Orochimaru went to Sakumo.

The moment he saw Sakumo, Orochimaru was a little surprised.

The man who was originally as sharp as a knife is now like an ordinary person.

He restrained his sharpness.

He was taking care of the baby with a smile and tears on his face.

Suddenly, Orochimaru remembered what Sakumo had said to him.

A man is not allowed to shed tears.

Orochimaru, who had never seen Sakumo cry before, froze.

"Sakumo, do you believe that people can be resurrected after death?" Orochimaru asked quietly.

"Oshemaru, Ayako is still alive, in my heart. She will never die."

When Sakumo said these words, he looked at Orochimaru quietly, and the smile on his face became brighter.

It's just that Orochimaru doesn't understand what that kind of smile represents.