A Small Village in the Land of Water
A village in the Land of Water.
Like many villages, the people here engage in various kinds of labor, pay enough taxes to the government during the harvest season, and then live off the surplus crops.
The village is located not far from Kirigakure), so ninjas can occasionally be seen operating in the vicinity.
The villagers naturally didn't have a good impression of the ninjas.
The ninjas also avoided approaching this area.
While most villagers were out working, one household had no intention of leaving the house at all.
There were only two people living in this house: Kazashiro and his mother.
Looking at his mother on the sickbed, Kazashiro was very worried. He didn't know how a commoner like himself could treat his mother's illness in a world where only ninjas and nobles could obtain resources.
All he could do was take the last of his money and walk to the city to buy medicine according to the doctor's prescription.
The villagers could only watch that small figure travel back and forth between the city and the village.
They had no intention of helping, not only because they were outsiders, but also because Kazashiro's mother was withdrawn and didn't interact much with the villagers.
"Kazashiro..."
On the hospital bed, Kazashiro's mother watched him count the pills one by one, softly calling his name.
"Mom..." Kazashiro looked up and saw his mother's tired face, as well as the relief and reluctance in her eyes.
"Don't be sad, Mom is just going to a faraway place, a beautiful world without conflict, war, discrimination, or prejudice..."
He beckoned Kazashiro to his bedside, and his mother stretched out her thin, withered arm to gently stroke Kazashiro hair.
"However, before I leave, there are a few things I need to tell you."
Seeing that tears were about to well up in Feng Byakugan, Kazashiro's mother tried her best to keep smiling and gently wiped away the tears that were about to spill from his eyes.
It took her a lot of effort to finish explaining those things.
Kazashiro was so overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information that he was completely stunned.
His mother knew it was too early to tell him these things, but her health was failing her first, so she had no choice.
The reason I told Kazashiro this was so that one day he could escape the Land of Water, go to Konoha, and receive that man's protection.
That was also her purpose back then, which is why she gave herself to that man.
Unfortunately, she underestimated the other person's composure and overestimated her own importance.
It's too late to say anything now. Her only hope is that her son can grow up safely and live a happy and healthy life.
I will always love you.
After saying this, Kazashiro's mother closed her eyes with deep reluctance.
He processed the information, buried his mother, and then discussed the issue of farmland with his neighbors.
Having lost his mother at the young age of three, Kazashiro, carrying her hopes, begins to struggle to survive in the Land of Water.
After renting his farmland to his neighbors at a price slightly below market value, Kazashiro's daily routine consisted mostly of secretly inquiring about how ordinary people could leave the Land of Water.
Although Danzo in the original story was an outright schemer, it was still much better to side with the enemy than to stay in the Land of Water.
If one stays in the Land of Water, there are only three possible outcomes.
First, his Ice Release bloodline was discovered, and he was beaten to death by the enraged villagers.
Secondly, his Ice Release bloodline was discovered, and before he was killed, he encountered Kirigakure Ninja and was sent to the Ninja Academy to participate in their graduation exams, where they fought each other to the death.
Even if I'm lucky enough to survive, I'll still be killed by that Obito in the future.
The third option is to escape to Konoha, reveal his identity, and be taken into Danzo's Root Danzo. Although it's unknown whether Danzo will brainwash his son, based on the events in the original work, it's highly likely that he will.
Fortunately, I could do what Yamato did Yamato find a way to get noticed by Hiruzen Sarutobi, thus escaping this misery.
Even if he doesn't leave, it's simple: just wait until the future and find a way to get in touch with Naruto. Maybe he can end up like Sai and get a government position in Konoha.
Yes, the plan is perfect, the only thing missing is a way to leave the Land of Water.
Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
For the past six months, Kazashiro has relied on the village's assistance to barely survive.
He would often use various pretexts to follow villagers to towns, mainly to scout out escape routes.
Today was no different. He set off with the villagers in the early morning and returned to the village in the evening. Then he saw several ninjas standing at the village entrance, looking at his group with scrutinizing eyes.
"What happened?"
The person in charge of the team was somewhat forceful towards the ninjas.
The leading ninja merely frowned at this attitude, then replied in an annoyed tone, "Enemy ninjas have infiltrated the Land of Water. They are very likely evil Konoha Ninja. You should know what to do if you encounter strangers."
They had already searched the village once, but found nothing.
Standing at the village entrance to wait was merely to warn the villagers.
"Knew."
The people in the group nodded in agreement. Although they were hostile to the ninjas, they dared not resist and could only express their dissatisfaction with their eyes.
Konoha Ninja?
Kazashiro, standing in the crowd, was somewhat surprised upon hearing that the intruders might be Konoha Ninja.
He never expected that the Konoha Ninja were so powerful, able to infiltrate such a closed country Land of Water.
Unfortunately, this guy was discovered by the ninjas of Kirigakure, and it won't be long before he dies in their pursuit.
Thinking of this, Kazashiro sighed, bid farewell to the people in the group, and returned home.
Seeing the half-open door, he felt both helpless and relieved that he hadn't left the things his mother had given him at home.
The group of Mist Ninja had clearly searched the house.
After closing the window and locking the door, Kazashiro sat on the edge of the bed and took out the Kunai from his pocket.
The Kunai is exquisitely crafted, but the description sounds somewhat ridiculous.
It's clearly just a killing tool, and a very basic one at that. What does it matter how sophisticated it is?
After fiddling with it in his hand for a while, Kazashiro, feeling bored, was about to look up when he saw a large shadow appear in front of him.
The scream didn't come out as expected; the newcomer covered Kazashiro's mouth and nose with a large hand, preventing him from making any sound.
Kazashiro struggled desperately, trying to break free from the other person's grasp, but all he saw were the other person's white hair and those deep eyes.