Hokage, The Strongest Uchiha From The Sign-In

"The language of flowers?"

A frown appeared on the troubled little face. After a little thought, Nohara Lin replied hesitantly.

"Is it the language of flowers? Well... probably sunflowers. I hope my friends, teachers and people in the village can be sunny and happy. What about Huayue?"

The eyes moved, and under the fox mask, a clear and soft voice came out, as if laughing softly.

The drizzle continued. Lin looked at him in confusion, a little distressed, and a little depressed. Was her answer funny?

"Hope others are happy? I can see talents more accurately than anyone else, and the same is true for people's personalities and the flowers they represent."

"You are really gentle, firm and selfless, silently looking at your companions, just like the purple on your face."

The depression and distress in the chest dissipated with the raindrops, and he walked forward quickly, replacing the hesitation with his usual gentle smile.

"I'm really surprised to hear your praise. People in the village say that Shunshin Gengetsu is a guy who is arrogant and even looks down on the Third Hokage! Hehehe..."

During this period of time, Uchiha Obito's sacrifice, the confession and feelings that he wanted to express were rejected by Kakashi without even listening...

The irritability and distress hidden in Nohara Lin's heart, at this time, she laughed out without reservation in the continuous drizzle, and even her mood seemed to be washed away by the rain.

"So, what kind of flower do you think I should use to describe you, and what kind of flower can describe you?"

Looking at the smiling face with a sweet smile and tenderness, Huayue didn't think much. The answer in her mouth made Lin restrain her smile and look at the lake with waves, stunned.

"You are a purple bellflower, looking at your companions tenderly, full of gratitude to friends and teachers, and... regretful love."

After a long silence, the sound of rain continued, Lin slowly raised her drooping head and didn't speak for a long time.

Lin had never thought that the boy in front of her, who had only met her a few times and was called a genius ninja by the people in the village and was of the same clan as Obito, would make such an evaluation of her.

"Love full of regrets? It's really... too terrible. I feel like I've been seen through by others at a glance. What about you, Kazuki? What kind of flower can describe you?"

Hearing this question, Kazuki was uncharacteristically silent under the mask.

"It's often easier to see through others than to see through yourself. If you have to choose a word related to flowers, it's probably mirror flowers, reflecting everything, but unable to see your own capacity..."

On the boat, the dark figure was silent, quietly listening to Lin's self-talk, until the sound of rain was about to die down, and then woke up from his immersion.

"I'm sorry, I kept talking to you and delayed your practice. I will definitely practice with you later!"

After revealing the depression in her heart, Nohara Lin completely regained her previous cheerfulness. Her soft eyes fell on the red and white fox mask, but her mind couldn't help but think of the scenes about Kazuki.

The swift and decisive action in saving everyone, the private trust of the Konoha Shinobi, the rumor that he was accepted as a disciple by the legendary Sannin, the talent of being a young Jōnin in the same village as Kakashi...

'Calm down, Lin, what are you thinking? The girl who is his friend and teammate is Anko, and the person you like is Kakashi. How can you fall in love with someone else and compete with your friend for a lover? '

Although she thought so in her heart, the regretful love in Huayue's mouth made Lin's eyes misty. Is it love full of regret?

"I am looking forward to that day. Maybe one day, the love full of regrets will come together. Goodbye."

The pale and powerful hand with a faint blue flickering on it gently patted the shoulder, and the simple twisted spell rune flashed and disappeared. When Lin tilted her head again, the corner of the cloak that flashed by had already disappeared without a trace.

"Has it left?"

Lin felt a sense of regret and as if she had put down a heavy burden. She still talked to herself.

"Calm down. We will go to the battlefield tomorrow. With this half-baked mentality, we can't save our companions who were injured on the battlefield, huh!"

Walking briskly in the intermittent night rain, Lin smiled and waited for tomorrow's mission.

Not long after leaving, a sneaky white figure emerged from the grass and trees, took a deep look at the girl, and murmured in a low voice.

"Is it her? The person Obito cares about the most..."

At the same time, in the inner world, above the blue heart lake.

Black Nine Tails' ears trembled, and the furry fox ears trembled, and he urged casually.

"Hey, Uchiha kid, there seems to be a similar guy lurking here, why don't you just deal with it?"

"What's the point of killing him? It's just transferring the risk in front of us to the dark and waiting for the situation to change."

Hayue, who has mastered the Nine-Tails Chakra Mode, is naturally aware of White Zetsu's malice, but even so, he has not chosen to start in Konoha for the time being.

What's the point of killing a White Zetsu? It still can't stop Madara's actions, and it will also attract Konoha F4's suspicion of himself and the Uchiha clan.

Black Zetsu has been planning for thousands of years. Although he doesn't have much strength, he has prepared countless means in secret.

"Besides, this is the moment to witness the power of the Book of Vermillion Moon. Let's see where its limit is. This is our goal now, isn't it?"

The fox kiss is raised, the sharp fangs flash with cold light, and the huge claws are clenched into fists, stretching in front of Huayue.

"Kid, you have more potential than Menma. Bet everything on me and turn the world upside down. Wahahaha!"

Facing this scene, the pale and powerful fists touched the black Nine Tails lightly, and their determination and beliefs were exchanged.

"The hatred and war of ninjas... the hatred and pain in this world are linked together to create eternal peace..."

The pupils in his eyes changed, and the exquisite and complex strange patterns flickered quietly, making the heart lake stained with a sea of ​​blood. Huayue slowly opened his right hand, as if he wanted to hold the whole world in one hand.

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. The era of ninjas will end with my own hands."

The next day, the golden clouds fell and the mist gradually dissipated.

In Konoha Village, in Orochimaru's exclusive laboratory, Orochimaru, who had been working all night for three or four consecutive days, had two big dark circles on his pale and cold face.

"As expected of my most proud disciple, he really knows my preferences too well. Apart from the genetic information, this sample is almost the same as the Wood Style cells of the First Hokage."

"If it weren't for the confirmation that the First Hokage is now lying in the coffin, I would have thought he was walking in this world with another identity."

The excitement in his eyes was not concealed, and Anko, who was yawning beside him, also hurriedly dispelled his fatigue, as if he didn't want to show his ugliness in front of Huayue because of the long-term auxiliary research.

"So, where did you get this trophy?"