Escape From Konoha

"This...how is this possible...no...not true...you're lying to me!"

After hearing the cold verdict from the oil girl Ryoma's mouth, Fujisaki Takeshi shook his head stiffly, looking in disbelief.

Immediately, he stared at the oil girl Ryoma with fierce eyes, trying to find a flaw in his face.

However, letting him stare at him with such fierce eyes, the oily girl Ryoma always stood there with a sullen face, staring at Fujisaki Takeshi's ever-changing expression.

In the eyes under the sunglasses, there is no contempt or ridicule, and some are probably a little bit of sadness and pity that still remains in human nature.

With a trembling palm, Fujisaki Takeshi picked up the notice document that fell in front of him, and reflected the contents in his eyes, word by word, and there was no deviation from what the oil girl Ryoma said.

And every word was like a sharp knife stabbing in his chest, making him unable to breathe in pain.

Especially when the eyes settled on the last seal, there was an illusion that the heart stopped beating.

His eyes were dull, Tong Kong lost his focus, and there was nothing but emptiness in his eyes.

"It's not true...it's not true..."

"Although you may not be able to accept it, the seal of Hokage can't be fake, right?"

"why?"

He asked dumbly, and he hasn't calmed down until now, just asking in a numb tone.

"Sometimes the work is done too well, and it is also a sin. You have indeed caused a lot of losses to our roots, and many of the causes have fallen into the hands of the third generation... But, those things, do you think the third generation dares to spread it out, use To suppress the roots? If the core things are not spread out, the rest of the leftovers are just trivial matters for the roots."

"I don't believe it, you must be lying to me! Lord Sandai... Lord Hokage, he is not such a person! You lied to me!"

Fujisaki Takeshi rushed to the threshold of the cell, stretched his palm in front of Oil Girl Ryoma, grabbed his collar tightly, and stared at him with red eyes.

"Do you still have the strength to resist? It's really good, Fujisaki Junin... But because of this, I can only blame you for being smart and handing everything to the third generation. Your Hokage-sama, balance the village's parties. The stability of the forces is the most important thing. For this, sacrificing one of your Jōnin can not only threaten the roots, but also avoid the turmoil in the village. This is a very cost-effective 'negotiation'. In terms of the overall situation."

The oil girl Ryoma touched the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose with her fingers, opened and closed her lips gently, and the words clearly fell into Fujisaki Takeshi's ears, penetrating his eardrum.

"I don't believe... this must be your trick..."

Having said that, Fujisaki Takeshi's voice was getting smaller and smaller, as if he was out of control.

The strength to grasp the collar of the oil girl Ryoma is also shrinking, and the fingers are slightly loose.

Oil Girl Ryoma put her palm on the back of Fujisaki Takeshi's hand that was grabbing his collar, and slowly opened his fingers one by one, looking calm.

"Believe it or not, after three days, you will be executed. And everything about you will be forgotten by the village, and all your files will be wiped out. Ten years... no, not ten years, just need In a year or two, no one in the village will talk about you again. Just like that White Fang."

If struck by lightning, Takeshi Fujisaki took a step back, his body trembled, and he seemed to be full of fear for the man in front of him.

"So far, we have executed a lot of ninjas like you who sneaked in and served as Naruto spies... Some died in obscurity and their files were erased, while others abandoned the shadows and became the subordinates of Danzo-sama. Now, can Danzo-sama was the only one who saved your life."

The whispers like a demon eroded Fujisaki Takeshi's heart step by step.

"What... what do you mean?"

Fujisaki Takeshi seems to understand, but also doesn't seem to understand.

"It's very simple, really join the root. To take revenge on the three generations of Hokage who abandoned you, Danzo-sama will give you everything you want...wealth, power, status...As long as you nod your head at this time, Danzo-sama will protect you. Life, you are so young, and you still have a lovely fiancée who is waiting for your return, and you still have a rich life to experience in the future... Wouldn't it be a pity to die in such obscurity?"

"Masumi..." Fujisaki Takeshi's eyes regained clarity in an instant, his eyes were splitting, as if touched by the anger in his heart: "What did you do to her? This matter has nothing to do with her, and she doesn't know anything about it!"

"Who knows about this kind of thing? Although we haven't yet attacked her, the purpose of our root action is to kill the wrong and not let it go."

The oil girl Ryoma said so.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

He tried to grab the oil girl Ryoma's collar again, ready to teach him a lesson.

The oil girl Ryoma stepped back alertly, and by the slightest difference, as if she had calculated it well, she avoided the sneak attack of Fujisaki Takeshi.

"This cell is specially made. Even if you recover, it is impossible to escape. Besides, you are already guilty, and there is no place for you in this village. You really have to give up your roots, which is not good for you. Is it the last place to live?"

The oil girl Ryoma interrogated.

The eyes under the sunglasses became sharp.

"I don't believe what you said, I want to see Hokage-sama!"

Fujisaki Takeshi's emotions were extremely intense. He clung to the railing of the cell tightly with both hands, bloodshot eyes wrapped around his eyes, and stared at the oil girl Ryoma, making his request.

The oil girl Ryoma just sighed:

"Lord Danzo is a person who loves talents. It's not long, but it's not short. You have three days to think about. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the future for your fiancée, right? A weak It is very difficult for a woman to survive in this world."

Fujisaki Takeshi's palm grasped the railing with increasing strength, and blood even seeped out between his fingernails.

Immediately afterwards, he shouted:

"I want to see Hokage-sama! I want to see Hokage-sama!"

He kept shouting like that.

The regret on the oil girl Ryoma's face is also more obvious.

Without saying a word, he paused for a moment on Fujisaki Takeshi's face, then turned and left.

Seeing this scene, Fujisaki Takeshi's voice sounded even more hoarse, full of grief and anger:

"I'm not guilty, and I didn't collude with the enemy, betray the country, or betray the village! I want to see Lord Naruto! You liars, don't lie to me! I want to see Lord Naruto!"

The more he shouted like this, the faster the oil girl Ryoma left, ignoring the shouting.

...

In the prison cell, the space is very small, and only a weak light source shines in.

In the corner of the wall, the mouse is squeaking the rice.

The floor was hard and cold, and the moist air squeezed into this small space, freezing people like a cold winter.

Fujisaki Takeshi, who was falling into a drowsiness, shrank in coldness.

Cracked lips, thin face, and haven't eaten for a long time.

In his mouth there were only repeated babble:

"I didn't betray the village...I want to see Hokage-sama...I want to see Hokage-sama..."

While he was babbling, a banging sound suddenly came, causing him to wake up suddenly from his dream.

He first glanced at the small and cold cell, and then his eyes fell on the oil girl Ryoma outside the cell.

"Fujisaki Junin, this is the third day and your last chance. Now, you can give me an answer. With this answer, we will decide your future fate."

The eyes are fixed.

Fujisaki Takeshi licked his chapped lips without realizing it, lowered his head, leaned against the corner of the wall, and shrank into a ball, ignoring the presence of the oily girl Ryoma.

"Fujisaki Junin."

The oily girl Ryoma spoke again, and it could be heard that his patience was gradually being worn away, and his voice was full of a strong taste of persecution.

"I didn't betray the village, I want to see Hokage-sama..."

The words came out of his mouth very weakly.

He seemed to just repeat that sentence.

"What if you see it? Fujisaki Junin, please accept the current situation in front of you. You have been abandoned by the third generation. Between you and Danzo-sama, if you have to sacrifice one person, the third generation chose Danzo-sama. That's all."

The oil girl Ryoma spoke again.

In his tone, he tried his best to win over Fujisaki Takeshi, full of goodwill.

"I want to see Hokage-sama..."

Fujisaki Takeshi continued to repeat this sentence.

"Remember, I'll ask you one last time, do you join the roots, or continue to fight against Danzo-sama? I will decide your fate depending on your choice."

The patience was almost worn out, the oily girl Ryoma took a deep breath, and she felt a headache for the appearance of the other party's lack of oil and salt.

Fujisaki Takeshi sneered lowly, if there was any disdain.

The last bit of patience was also worn away, and the eyes of the oil girl Ryoma under the sunglasses became extremely cold and cruel, full of coldness.

"Is that so? It's a pity. With your talent, you have worked in the root for five or six years, and soon you will be on an equal footing with me, second only to Danzo-sama... It's a pity, that third generation is not as you imagined. decisive and wise."

Having said that, the oil girl Ryoma unlocked the door and walked into the cell.

Black parasites crawled out of the black cuffs, covering the entire palm.

Just as he was about to pull this hand deep and let the bad bug give the opponent a fatal blow, the sound of footsteps behind him made the oil girl Ryoma move.

"Don't do it for now, Ryoma."

A dark and steady voice sounded.

"Lord Danzo!?"

The oil girl Ryoma was slightly startled, and Danzang came to his left behind at some point, and stood there steadily.

His appearance, and even the air in the cell, was full of heavy depression, like a swamp, and it became difficult to breathe.

The appearance of Danzo made Takeshi Fujisaki's numb face finally regain a trace of fluctuation.

He raised his already withered face, and met Danzo's gaze in mid-air.

Danzo looked away, glanced at the untouched food and water sources next to him, and then turned his gaze back to Fujisaki Takeshi's body, which had not received any water or food for dozens of hours in a row.

Want to know, the other's body, has reached the limit.

"I want to see Hokage-sama!"

The starving eyes, which were no longer cloudy, became bright, full of saturated power.

"Ri Zhan won't come to see you, today is your deadline. Over the years, you are the first person to be traumatized by this. Those things are revealed. Although Ri Zhan will not make it public, it will always be troublesome. "

Listening to Danzo's words, he seemed to know that his request would not be fulfilled.

Fujisaki Takeshi leaned against the wall, turned his head sideways, and became silent again, not communicating with Danzo.

Hunger, thirst, and cold swept through his body. His body, which was full of strength, was extremely weak at this time, and he just struggled with his last willpower to support it until now.

"I appreciate your ability, but one thing you need to know is that even in the dark, you can contribute to the village. Not just standing in the light. Conservative ideas are too weak to be bullied. Adapt to this cruel era. Your character is also not suitable for being under the command of Rijian, come to me, I will give you a new life!"

Danzo took a step forward, and the invitation was self-evident.

"Fujisaki Junin, this is the invitation that Danzo-sama personally promised. Don't waste the kindness of Danzo-sama. After causing huge trauma to the roots, you can still invite Danzo-sama in person. You are the first. indivual."

The oil girl Ryoma also began to persuade him to give up the obsession with loyalty to Hokage in his heart.

"Tuanzo..."

A hoarse voice came from Fujisaki Takeshi's mouth.

Danzo narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not move.

I just listened to Fujisaki Takeshi weakly smiled and said: "...people are creatures who yearn for light, and you also long to stand under the sun, and you are not willing to be bound in the shadow of the village. So you are extremely eager to be in the dark. Found the light, but...cough..."

"but?"

Danzo became interested and looked at this young man who had never asked himself for mercy at this time.

"...But it's even more dangerous to have light in the dark. When you come to the bright side, it's your death. Your conspiracy to meddle in Hokage will not succeed. The root of your leadership is the After insufficient management, the product of distortion and alienation, I am waiting for you below... Rats, can only live in the dark!"

Haha laughter came from Fujisaki Takeshi's mouth.

Although the voice was small, it was like a heavy punch, hitting Danzo on the body, making the oily girl Ryoma look extremely ugly.

"You guy-"

Saying that, you have to do it, let the bad insects eat the other party.

Danzo stretched out his hand and stopped in front of the oil girl Ryoma, preventing him from doing it.

He also looked at Fujisaki Takeshi with a slightly gloomy gaze, with anger, but he restrained and did not attack.

"If that's the case, it's a pity, but you can't see that day coming. And, I won't fail!"

The confident and firm words did not cause Fujisaki Takeshi to move.

He just laughed at Danzo, then turned his head to the side, continued to resist silently, and chose silence.

waiting for the end of his life.

There is no hope of escaping here.

"I'll let you die as a Konoha ninja... Any last words?"

Danzo threw a kunai from his hand and stuck it in front of Fujisaki Takeshi.

Fujisaki Takeshi's eyes fell on Kunai, and as Danzo expected, he stretched out his hand, exerted his last strength, and held Kunai's handle.

"Don't hurt Masumi, she doesn't know anything..."

A low voice sounded from the cell.

Then, he swayed his trembling body, swayed forward step by step, and could fall at any time. He lifted the kunai in his hand, his eyes seemed to come alive, and there was an intimidating sense of power.

Danzo sighed.

A sharp wind sounded in the cell, wrapping around Fujisaki Takeshi's frail body that kept swaying forward.

A large amount of blood was sprayed onto the floor and walls.

Darkness engulfs this scene.

...

A silent silence was brewing in the wooden house in the dark night.

Masumi Asami sat on the floor with her hair disheveled. With Shiraishi's assistance, she didn't react as hysterically as she imagined after going through the entire memory flow.

Just sitting on the floor, silent.

Therefore, in Shiraishi's view, this kind of tyranny and hatred hidden under the tranquility made people even more worried about the other party's psychological state.

The breath of the other party is also full of bad and dangerous in various senses.

Whether it is a man or a woman, as long as it is a human being, after losing faith and falling into despair, the mood must be the same.

But behind the despair of belief, what kind of state of mind will be hidden?

But Shiraishi didn't know this feeling.

But he has seen ninjas similar to this, in what way will they practice their own path after the collapse of their beliefs.

"How about it, Asami-san, isn't this memory interesting?"

Shiraishi sat on the bed, clasped his hands together, put them on his thighs, and propped up his chin by the way, smiling and observing Masumi Asami's reaction.

Whether it is the reaction on the face, the reaction of the rest of the body, or the brilliance in the eyes, some useful information can be read.

However, none of these are available.

Maybe there is, but these emotions are well collected by the other party.

The dazzling white light reflected on the lens made it impossible to see what kind of situation was her eyes on the lens.

She gently pushed the thick-rimmed glasses that didn't look very conspicuous, but rather plain, and slowly stood up from the floor.

"Chiba-san, seems very disappointed with my current reaction."

Not in doubt, but in affirmation.

"One thing, after all, I'm ready. You're here to yell and then gnash your teeth and cry."

Shiraishi told the truth.

"In Chiba-san's eyes, are girls like this?"

curious question.

"Logically, that's right."

"Unfortunately, I'm not that kind of person. During the daytime funeral, I already cried once, and I won't cry a second time."

Asami Masumi had a sly smile on his face, looking very refreshing and free and easy.

However, in the black and white eyes behind the lens, a few bloodshots with ferocious colors were squeezed out, exuding dripping blood, which was very strange.

"It seems so."

Seeing Masumi Asami, whose mood had quickly calmed down, made Shiraishi a little troubled.

It might be a risky act to 'use' each other with such a woman.

"Tell me, what's your deal?"

Masumi Asami asked directly.

"I need a helper to work in Konoha Hospital, provide me with information when necessary, and monitor the village's movements."

Shiraishi didn't hesitate, and said his request.

"Do you trust my abilities so much?"

"With your talent, as long as you have enough time, it is not a problem to climb to the top of the hospital. In that way, the information you provide will be very valuable."

Shiraishi expressed his full confidence in the other party.

"The purpose of the transaction is to achieve a win-win situation for both parties... What can I get?"

Masumi Asami was not polite to Shiraishi.

Since it is a transaction, it can't just be paid by herself, Shiraishi also needs to provide her with sufficient 'benefits'.

Transactions without 'benefits' cannot be sustained for long.

Bai Shi smiled slightly, and Dan Dan said:

"I can make you pregnant with Takeshi Fujisaki's child."

This extremely calm sentence was like a thunderous explosion in Masumi Asami's mind.

Her expression was no longer calm, and she stared blankly at Bai Shi.

Incredible and unbelievable all.

Pregnant with a baby? how is this possible?

Although he is already in personnel, but every time he is lingering with his fiancé, he has taken insurance measures, and it is impossible to conceive a child.

Well, the only possibility...

"Even if it's a corpse, I can use my ninjutsu to reinvigorate it and extract the necessary substances... The moment your mission is completed~www.readwn.com~ I will use this technique..."

Before Shiraishi could finish speaking, he was quickly interrupted by Masumi Asami:

"Time! Tell me how long I need to serve you?"

It looked like he didn't plan to waste time with Shiraishi here.

Shiraishi's deal was very much in line with her heart.

Rather, there is nothing that motivates her more than this.

Originally, after taking revenge on Konoha, after taking revenge on the three generations of Hokage and other high-level executives, the thought of committing suicide in love also instantly disappeared from his mind.

Shiraishi paused for a while, and did not feel annoyed by being interrupted. He still smiled gently: "Until you leave Konoha, rest assured, it will take up to twenty years. At that time, it will not affect your fertility."

"it is good."

Masumi Asami responded decisively.

"So, the transaction is complete."

The smile on Shiraishi's face was even greater, and he took out a scroll from his pocket and threw it in front of Masumi Asami, letting her catch it.

"This is a part of the information about that technology, which can help you distinguish the true from the false. I did not deceive you."

"Preparation is really thoughtful."

"Integrity is the foundation of transactions."

Shiraishi walked over and held out his hand.

Masumi Asami hesitated for a moment, put the scroll away, put his palm on Shiraishi's hand, and held it tightly together.

I saw Shiraishi full of smiles, and his clear and firm voice sounded in the wooden house, with blessings:

"Then, on this road full of thorns, I will walk together. I wish we all have a happy and beautiful future, classmate Asami."

Yes, wish us all a happy and beautiful future!

Masumi Asami repeated this sentence in his mind.

The body that had cooled down had long since lost its enthusiasm, but because of Shiraishi's words, it was filled with vitality again, and it was full of vitality.