Invert negative attributes from Naruto

"Teacher, there's no need to wipe it for me. I'll be fine if I vomit a few mouthfuls of blood."

Watanabe said a little embarrassed.

Ever since he put Jiri on his back to run for his life, Jiri would help him wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth every time he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his actions were very gentle and considerate, which made Watanabe uncomfortable for a while.

Zhili remained silent, pretending not to hear, and continued to wipe the blood on him. His white and tender fingers passed over his lips and face, which made people feel itchy.

"teacher?"

"No need to wipe it for me anymore..."

"Stop talking, run your course." Zhili pretended that he couldn't stand it anymore and said something back to him.

She was dissatisfied. I didn't want you to wipe my wounds just now, but what did you do?

I'm going to wipe it!

Watanabe was so seriously injured that it wouldn't be a surprise even if he suddenly fell down and killed Jiri now. She was prepared for this. The two of them would either run away together tonight or die together. Anyway, they were sharing life and death.

"Uh, okay."

Watanabe shut up.

He could feel that Zhili's attitude towards him was much gentler.

Zhili is usually lukewarm towards everyone, as aloof as a snowdrop on an iceberg. She has never been on good terms with anyone, but ever since she hugged him and cried, she has started to get very close to him.

.

"Teacher Zhili must have completely approved of me."

Watanabe thought.

Watanabe is also very happy to be recognized by Jiri. After all, he and Jiri are partners who can truly trust each other with their wealth and life, and they are both teachers and friends.

Previously, Jiri was able to stay alone and fight Hanzo and his gang in order to cover his retreat. He was also able to risk his life for Jiri.

How others treat him, he also treats others.

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Somewhere on the plain.

The starlight dimmed, and the five figures fled in panic like bereaved dogs. Just looking at them from a distance made them look embarrassed.

"Dad, I can't run anymore, I'm so tired."

The little girl among the five said pitifully.

The little girl was about four or five years old, with long fiery red hair. The dress she wore was originally very luxurious and beautiful, but it had been torn in many places during the previous escape and was covered with mud and stains.

The man whom the little girl calls daddy also has fiery red hair, which is the signature hair color of the Uzumaki tribe. After hearing the little girl's words, the man's expression was extremely bitter and helpless, and he looked back at the three seriously injured guards behind him.

I saw that each of them was bleeding profusely and looked bleak, and they were also on the verge of reaching their limit.

"Then let's rest for a while."

The man sighed and said, and the little girl immediately sat down on the ground and gasped for air. She was obviously exhausted.

The three guards were extremely ashamed and apologized to him: "My lord, it is my subordinates who are incompetent and failed to protect the lord Daimyo and the princess!"

The man named Daimyo shook his head: "I don't blame you, it's too much for you to resist Sanshou Hanzo."

The three guards became increasingly ashamed.

The daimyo was telling the truth, Sanshouyu Hanzo was so powerful and terrifying that they couldn't delay him even if they risked their lives.

"In today's ninja world, I'm afraid only my aunt can defeat Hanzo..."

The daimyo was very sorry that his aunt was far away in Konoha and would never be able to save him in time.

"Dad, are we all going to die?"

The little girl raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes. At such a young age, she had already witnessed the cruelty of death.

The daimyo stroked his daughter's head lovingly and gave her courage: "Kushina, don't be afraid. As long as the enemy doesn't catch up, anything is possible..."

"Lord Daimyo, they are catching up!"

one of the guards exclaimed.

The daimyo's expression froze, and then he followed the guard's gaze and saw a figure chasing him in the direction of him at an extremely fast speed.

"Heaven is going to kill me."

The great name looked up to the sky and sighed.

Kushina was so scared that she hugged his thigh tightly.

"Protect your lord!"

The three guards drew their swords and prepared to fight to the death with the enemy until the last moment of their lives.

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After killing two Amegakure Village ninjas with the technique of mutually multiplying detonating talismans, Watanabe carried Jiri on his back and ran for more than ten miles. During this period, he never encountered an enemy again. Just when he thought he was out of danger, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the distance in front of him.

There were several figures standing everywhere, and my heart suddenly tightened:

"No, there are Amegakure Village ninjas ahead!"

Once the ninjas of Hidden Rain Village find their traces, they must kill them all, otherwise the pursuers will continue to come, and even Hanzo himself will be attracted.

"They are not Amegakure Village ninjas."

Zhili said calmly.

Her Sharingan vision was much better than that of ordinary people. At this time, she could clearly see that several people in the distance were not wearing gas masks on their faces. It was impossible for Hanzo's men not to be wearing gas masks.

"Isn't it?"

Watanabe breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He believed in Jiri's judgment. As long as they were not ninjas from Yuyin Village, those people might just be ordinary travelers passing by.

"It's not safe here. Hanzo will kill everyone he sees. Tell them to leave as soon as possible."

Watanabe thought to himself and planned to give the other party a reminder along the way.

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"He is not Hanzo's subordinate!"

As the figure got closer and closer to them, the Daimyo of Whirlpool Country and others gradually saw Watanabe's appearance clearly. He was a young man with an unexpectedly young appearance.

The gas mask has become the iconic feature of the Amegakure ninjas, just like the red hair of the Uzumaki clan.

Seeing that the person coming was not a pursuer, the three guards put down their weapons one after another. They were in an extremely weak state at the moment and could no longer provoke new enemies.

Despite this, they still did not lower their guard.

When the distance between the two sides was only a dozen meters, the daimyo and others saw Watanabe carrying a woman on his back, and became increasingly curious about his identity.

Kushina hid weakly behind her father, looking at her big brother running towards her in shock and fear.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time," Watanabe reminded them.

"The ninjas of Yuyin Village may come and kill you at any time, you all should leave immediately!"

After saying that, Watanabe showed no intention of stopping and continued to run wildly with Jiri on his back.

He mentioned it to the other party out of good intentions. Whether they listened to his advice or not was their own business. Neither he nor Zhili could protect themselves and could not control others too much.

The daimyo and others were startled when they heard this.

It seems that he is also being hunted by Hanzo?

Suddenly, the daimyo's gaze swept across Jiri's cold and beautiful face, and he looked into the Sharingan for a moment, and he suddenly reacted.

"Wait! You are Uchiha Jiri, right?"

The daimyo spoke quickly.

When Watanabe heard this, he thought he had met an acquaintance from Chili.

"I don't know them," Chiri told Watanabe.

As Konoha's ace ninja, Jiri is used to strangers jumping out and trying to get close to her. Of course, she can't deal with such people.

Watanabe nodded in understanding. Since he was not an acquaintance of Zhili, there was nothing more to say. He speeded up.

The daimyo became anxious when he saw this.

"Wait a minute! I am the Daimyo of the Country of Whirlpool, and I need help from Konoha now!"