Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior

"The size of this pigeon..."

Looking at the white pigeon standing on the pharmacist's shoulder, Shinji looked a little surprised: "Did you feed it ninja beast feed?"

Ninja beasts are the fighting props of ninjas.

It can be widely used in various situations, including direct combat, information transmission, exploration, assisting ninja combat, etc.

Normal pigeons cannot grow to this size.

It is only possible to grow to such a large size if it is specially fed with the special food for ninja beasts.

"Yes, I accidentally saw this pigeon when I was traveling in the ninja world."

The pharmacist fed the feed to the white pigeon and said calmly with a smile on his face: "At that time, its wings were injured, so I bandaged it. Unexpectedly, it relied on me to stay."

"Then I tried to train it to become a ninja beast, but it didn't do much except deliver messages."

Looking at the pharmacist who seemed to be exuding maternal glory, Shinji didn't know what to say for a moment.

Many ninjas like to use birds as their reconnaissance ninja beasts, but most ninjas are more accustomed to using crows, which are highly concealed birds.

Compared with the crow, the white dove is a bit too conspicuous.

Obviously, the main purpose of the woman in front of him was not to cultivate ninja beasts.

Just like the reason why the other party makes excuses to pester him, it may simply be because of overflowing sympathy, even if he himself does not actually need this sympathy.

Click.

The pharmacist casually sat on the sofa on the other side, took out the thick book from his arms and opened it.

He picked up the pen clamped on the title page again, lowered his head and started writing in the notebook.

"Um?"

Shinji subconsciously glanced over and saw the scrawled writing on the notebook, some of which were circled in red handwriting.

"Is this your medical record?" He looked away instantly, frowned and said, "Why can't I understand a word of it?"

Although it was just a glance, the words in the book were like heavenly writings, like a few arcs drawn casually with the tip of a pen. At first glance, one might have thought they were scrawled children's doodles.

It seems that many doctors are like this, is it possible...

"Haha, do you think doctors have a secret font for communication?"

Hearing this, the pharmacist couldn't help but smile. He tapped the notebook with his right hand and shook his head. "Actually, it was just because there were too many patients that I gradually developed this sketching method."

"Sometimes what is written is not necessarily a word, but may be the abbreviation or abbreviation of some medicinal materials. If you write quickly, it will become a bunch of confusing characters."

As soon as these words came out, Shenji glanced at the scrawled handwriting again and said, "I can see that you were really busy before."

Those messy strings were like wildly growing vines, intertwined and spreading wildly, almost filling up the entire notepad.

There are big circles within small circles, layers upon layers, complicated and complex. Just looking at it a few more times, Shinji felt his eyes were a little sore and he felt dizzy...

Snapped!

"Don't peek at the doctor's records."

The pharmacist reached out to close the notebook, blocking the other person's gaze, and said with a smile: "I have to keep my patients' confidentiality secret. After all, many patients are very sensitive."

"Some people usually seem indifferent, but once they get sick, they will peel off their hard shell and reveal their unknown vulnerability."

Having said this, the pharmacist looked at Shinji with his deep eyes, making Shinji feel his heartbeat inexplicably stagnant.

But soon, the pharmacist looked away, looked in the direction of the kitchen and smiled: "I'm going to make some food. I hope you have something else in the refrigerator besides instant lunch boxes."

After saying that, she stood up and walked to the kitchen, with the white dove still standing on her shoulder.

After entering the kitchen, the pharmacist lowered his head and looked at the book.

"It's exactly what Kumokawa-sama said. There are many surprises in Konoha after the war."

"That strange creature called White Zetsu, the Uchiha boy with certain qualities, and the spy from Yangyan Village, and..."

"The detonating talisman he buried throughout Konoha."

The pharmacist murmured to himself, gently tore off a page of paper, and tied it to the white pigeon's leg with a smile.

"Cuckoo!"

She opened the kitchen window, gently stroked the dove's head, and watched it spread its wings and fly out of the window.

At night, a full moon gradually hung in the night sky.

The night seemed to cover the white dove with black feathers, hiding in the night, waving its wings and rolling up the air, and flew out of Konoha silently.

"call!"

On the sofa in the living room outside the kitchen, Shinji subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the pharmacist out of sight.

But at this moment, he saw the pharmacist suddenly poke his head out of the kitchen, with a half-smiling expression that made his body stiffen.

"I almost forgot." The pharmacist blinked and pointed to the window of the living room, "Close the window, it's windy outside."

Speaking of this, she suddenly paused again, and said with deep meaning in her tone: "If the wind outside extinguishes the light inside this door..."

"The house is not so bright."

Click.

The windows were closed.

The bright light casts two shadows on the window, and one of them can be seen carrying the plate to the table.

"Are you afraid that I'll poison you?"

"Just surprised you know how to cook."

"It's your ingredients that limit me."

You can see a person sitting calmly at the table, clasping his hands together as if saying "I'm going to start", then he lowered his head and took a bite of the food.

After taking the first bite, he immediately looked up in front of him, and then he never looked up again, only the shadow working hard.

At this time, a white head popped out from the tree outside the window.

"It's difficult."

Looking at the closed window, A Fei couldn't help scratching his head, but still tilted his head and murmured: "However, when she opens her eyes, she has two magatama, and her personality is also very strange. It should meet the requirements of Lord Madara, right?"

"Well, maybe we have to investigate the identity of that woman."

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At the same time, in the white tent that serves as a temporary office.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sat at his desk, looking at the crystal ball on the table in front of him, which reflected the whole picture of Konoha.

Several water-style ninjas surrounded the burning building and sprayed water jets, but compared to the burning and collapsing houses, the water jets were as futile as formalistic water pipes.

The ninja school located under the shadow rock was first bombed by the first wave of air raids, and then smashed by the shadow rock again. The Hokage Building was directly destroyed and almost turned into a ruin.

The sight was full of bloody scorched earth, huge pits of pure violent bombardment, the rock walls were burned black, spider web-like cracks were everywhere, and the three heads were damaged.

The more he looked, the uglier Sarutobi Hiruzen's face became.

"Ah!"

He stopped the field of view of the "telescope technique" on the Konoha Hospital, and looked at the old woman who was still in a coma from a window. He finally couldn't help but sighed deeply and whispered: "If only Danzo was still there."

If Danzo was still in Konoha, he would take the initiative to trouble Mito and force Mito to make the choice he should make without the need for the Hokage to remind him.

Thinking of this, Sarutobi Hiruzen's back bent a lot more, and his face full of fatigue looked like he had aged twenty years.

"Ah!" Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed again, "It seems that I have to be the villain myself."

Today is the third day that Danzo is away.

I miss him, I miss him very much.