People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

"The research on the deification of death now has a little clue, and you will be the best test subject."

"And I will help take care of your son Kakashi. Don't worry too much. He is an excellent child and will definitely become my excellent assistant."

"If there is no problem with the judgment, then I will become the foster father of the child in three days. Don't you think this is a very wonderful thing?"

'! ! ! ! '

The broken light blue human figure looked at the world full of bottles, jars and various organ specimens in front of him, struggling like crazy in the cage, glaring at the very gentle figure in front of him.

Among the countless operating instruments, the figure dressed in white haori, who seemed to be writing calligraphy, looked so eye-catching. A man as warm and quiet as the white moonlight is in the center of the laboratory, manipulating a series of instruments.

As if sensing the power contained in that gaze, he pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, with a gentle smile, put his hands in the cuffs of his feathered robe, and walked towards the frame with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Hatake Sakumo Jonobu. Please forgive me for the dilapidated house."

'——'

Aizen Soyousuke.

Looking at the well-mannered man, Hatake Sakumo's eyes were tearing apart.

The vision that he feared most before dying finally turned into a practical reality.

"You——if you do anything to him—I'll kill you—Aizen!!!"

"Interesting. Do ninja souls who commit suicide often ignore restraint? Compared with you who are alive in reality, the gap is still strange. If it were you in reality, you would not have such a big reaction to this kind of stimulation."

He stretched out his hand and pushed the glasses, and the plain glasses reflected a cold light, clearly reflecting the figure of the father whose eyes were tearing open in the frame.

"It's wonderful. The study of the soul is really intoxicating no matter how many times you grind it. Everyone can find different research directions."

'I'm going to—kill—'

"With such intense shouting and emotional fluctuations that last for several minutes, the soul body can continue to make sounds under anger. Your sounding now is just using your own will. But don't panic, Sakumo-kun. Because you can't do anything. Can't do it."

Walking to the instruments around the frame, Aizen Soyousuke began to fiddle with a series of buttons and levers, and a strange buzzing sound began to echo in the underground space.

"I'm not intriguing. I'm serious about teaching him something. He's a genius and I'm lonely on my own."

'You're—unbelievable—'

"Whether it's credible or not has nothing to do with the facts. It's a fact that he wants to become my adopted son, Mr. Shuo Mao. Isn't all of this the result of your suicide choice? When you died, you didn't think that you still had children It’s really ridiculous to think of this or something now. People always realize what their most precious things are after they die.”

'I--'

The soul fragment in the frame stared at the gentle man in front of him for a moment.

He really hadn't thought about it.

A six-year-old boy whose traitor father chose to commit suicide when he was about to graduate from the ninja school, what kind of life will Kakashi face in the future? What kind of environment will he live in?

I chose to commit suicide to prove my innocence, which really made me feel relieved, but what about Kakashi? He was just a six-year-old child whose mother died in childbirth and now died himself. What about Kakashi?

Hatake Sakumo froze in the frame. But Aizen, who was manipulating the experiment outside, didn't give him more chances to reminisce about his age. Instead, he just pressed the button and activated the huge machinery around the frame.

Countless light blue sparks began to shine on both sides of the machine, but the soul, which theoretically would not have any feeling, let out piercing screams because of the light blue light and shadow.

Looking at the soul of Sakumo Hatake screaming in the instrument, Aizen looked at the data flowing on the display with a calm face.

On the one hand, it is compared with the data displayed on another screen, and on the other hand, he is like a teacher, teaching Hatake Sakumo who is being tortured.

"This is a good opportunity, Shuo Mao-jun. You are a very smart person, so I also want you to know your status."

"Spiritualization technique and natural energy, chakra, there is indeed a conversion mechanism between the three."

"It is not impossible to appear in this world with a pure soul body, and it can also be engraved with a brand."

"Therefore, a substance that can reflect the different characteristics of the soul is needed for refraction, so that the natural energy and the soul can interact with each other. And this lubricant is not the chakra in common sense, but our self-will."

"Isn't it interesting? When the self-awareness is strong to a certain extent, it can actually affect the natural energy. Although the chakra of the source of life is passively involved in the past, it is the ego that really dominates the will. My research is also because The ego just started."

"The knowledge of the world and of ourselves is what makes us unique, Sakumo-kun. You can act only when you want to do it. But the act of thinking itself means an action. According to ancient legends, people can even touch the power of heaven and earth through meditation, don't you think this is a wonderful thing?"

'——'

His gaze was almost completely condensed into a real flame of anger. Enduring severe pain and torture, Hatake Sakumo tried his best to listen to Aizen's words, trying to understand and analyze the meaning inside.

After all, he is a ninja. After the initial anger, he began to think about the meaning of these words calmly.

He could feel that Aizen seemed to be talking about something very important.

But whenever he wants to think, the light blue electric light around him will be directly compressed.

He felt like an iron embryo thrown into the forge, being beaten and squeezed crazily by countless auras, crushing, removing, and dissipating all kinds of impurities in the soul, especially chakra.

In front of Hatake Sakumo, who was enduring the most severe torture in history, Aizen continued to speak with a gentle face, as if telling some plain stories.

"Kato Duan. The owner of the spiritualization technique. I was very sad when Duan Jun died... You should know, because there is no one in Konoha who is more valuable for research than him."

"The meaningless struggle and sense of responsibility made him die at the hands of a group of incompetent people, and his dreams were inherited by others. But so what? Kato Dan is dead after all. And his girlfriend is useless except for medical ninjutsu. "

"In the final analysis, the human body is just something of this level. A clay doll manipulated by Chakra."

"But thousands of years ago, we were not like this. Natural energy, soul, spirituality, chakra, I finally completed the first step. I broke the boundary between body and soul, but I need to verify my idea next .”

"Theoretical verification is different from the actual experiment, so I need your help, Sakumo-kun. If you can persevere, Kakashi-kun will be very happy."

"Come on, I'm on your side. I may be the last person in the world who doesn't want you to disappear."

'Aizen... Soyousuke! ! ! ! '

"Have you still not calmed down? What a pity. Your complete disappearance means the failure of a path. What a sad thing that is. You must survive, Sakumo-kun."

Looking at the soul whose frame was almost unrestrained, Aizen still smiled gently and pressed the button of the machine.

A brighter light immediately filled the room, causing Hatake Sakumo's soul to be submerged in the countless lights, and even the shouts disappeared.

But Aizen didn't have any bad intentions. After confirming that Hatake Sakumo was unable to think, he just set the running time in a very ordinary way and left the testing ground.

Just as he left the laboratory and walked into the corridor, he was stopped by a figure leaning against the wall.

"You still like being the villain so much, Aizen."

"Oh, oh, that's really true. Now that I'm here, do you have any advice?"

Pushing his glasses, Aizen looked at the long-haired man standing in the corner with his arms folded and a peaceful expression, with a warm smile on his face.

"The soul materialization experiment is still very unstable. If it appears rashly, there is still the possibility of being assimilated by natural energy and chakra. From my personal suggestion, it is better for you to rest."

"I feel okay, so I came out to read a book and get some air. You don't mind?"

"Did you feel the arrival of a new soul body?"

Looking at the man with moon-white long hair, quiet and elegant but with inexplicable will, the smile on Aizen's face became more and more kind and sincere.

"As always, you don't know how to lie, Duanjun. He is really a gentle man. Did he feel the aura of his former comrades-in-arms, so he came out specially to dissuade me?"

"It can't be denied."

The figure that made one of the three Konohas dream about stood in front of Aizen.

Kato Dan, who masters the art of spiritualization and has considerable research on life, death and soul, Konoha Jominin.

He should have died directly due to internal organ defects, but he appeared in this dark corner to confront Aizen Soyousuke.

However, looking at Aizen Soyousuke who was as gentle as the white moonlight, Kato Dan sighed, walked slowly to his side, and stood side by side with him.

"After all, I just don't like to use this method."

Kato and Aizen, who should have died, walked side by side in the corridor like old friends.