Konoha's talent

"clang!"

In the distance, there was a bell ringing, resounding throughout the village.

All of them converged in one direction tacitly. They didn't say hello to each other, at most they just nodded, and then there was no other communication.

...

Konoha Hospital, ward.

"Zhishui, you are so badly injured, don't go."

Uchiha Itachi said to a young man who wanted to get up from the bed.

As he spoke, he held down the water stop, preventing him from moving easily and breaking the wound.

"Itachi, give me a hand!"

Zhishui's face was pale. After returning for a few days, he stayed in the hospital. Although he was treated in time, he still recovered extremely slowly.

He was lying on the bed, his upper body wrapped in bandages that smelled of potion.

"but…"

Itachi's injury was much lighter than Zhishui, so he could get out of bed and walk a day ago.

"It's okay, trust me!"

Zhishui smiled at Itachi, conveying his firmness and belief.

"Then...Okay! But don't move, I will support you!"

Itachi thought for a while, and nodded hard.The injuries on Shishui's body were far heavier than he had imagined, and it was beyond the expectation of many medical ninjas to be able to recover to this level in nearly a week.

"Okay!" Zhishui smiled, and then his eyes fell on the bandage on his chest, a trace of pain and determination flashed in his eyes.

This is his biggest gain in this mission, and it is also a souvenir left by his former companion.

"His!"

Itachi held Shishui's shoulders and slowly helped him up. As soon as he exerted his force, Shishui let out a painful cry, and his chest broke directly and blood was shed.

"This…"

Itachi looked at Shishui.

"It's okay, help me get a dark dress!"

Zhi Shui Hun didn't care, the injury on his body was much better than the uncomfortable and painful in his heart.

The injury was only physical, but what really made him feel uncomfortable was the mental injury from Saitama.

It turns out that he can really kill himself, and he can really kill himself without leaving his hands!

This was something that Shishui hadn't expected, and it was also something he didn't want to believe.

The one who has said so much, so inspiring, so reasonable in life, but he has embarked on a path that can be said to be abnormal!

The deaths of three generations have made all this irreversible, and Shisui himself does not think he can recover, because he has been "killed" by Saitama himself.

Itachi's movements are also very sluggish. Although it is less injured than Shishui, it is still a serious injury, so the movements look a little stiff.

"How about this one?"

Itachi asked.

"can!"

Shishui answered without looking up.

Another ward near here also lived in two people, Kakashi and Metkai.

Kakashi’s injury is much better than Kai. Kai has not only the injuries left by Saitama, but also the sequelae of his own use of [Eight Gate Dunjia].

"Now, Kay, then I will leave first! What do you want to eat at noon, I will bring you back."

Kakashi was already neatly dressed. Although it didn't seem to be injured, the exposed skin was still pale and his eyes felt weak.

Due to injuries and sequelae issues, even after returning for a few days, Kai still feels sore and numb. It is difficult to gather energy, so he cannot participate in today's three-generation funeral ceremony.

"Kakashi, thank you! Just need a barbecue for ten people. I'm injured. I really don't have any appetite."

Kay lay on the bed with serious eyes, two bushy eyebrows crowded together.

"No problem, call a nurse if you have anything, I will leave first!"

When Kakashi heard Kai's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. The ten-person barbecue. It's really a shame that Kai dares to say that he has a bad appetite, but as a Shinobu, Kakashi still has the money, so he didn't care and turned around He walked outside. He also went to see the soil. The soil recovery was in good condition. He came to see them both yesterday.

Withdrawing the gaze that fell on Kakashi's back, Kai quietly looked in front of him with a strange look.

His hands were placed on both sides of his body, and he was slowly squeezed tightly, and the quilt was held in his hands, and folds slowly appeared.

"If the previous efforts fail to achieve what I want, I will redouble my efforts! Wait and see!"

Kai made up his mind, his eyes flashed with determination, and his face showed a sense of fearlessness.

He still remembers the feeling of powerlessness when he was fighting with Saitama. He obviously tried his best, but he was easily cracked by a punch.

There are not many things he wants to protect, but this village has brought him many memories.

The more he wants to protect something, the more he feels that he is weak, and then there is a strong impulse in his heart, forcing him to try hard to catch up!

"Huh!"

Kakashi closed the door and just saw the dirt coming out of the ward.

The eyes of the two converged in the air.

If it was the former, he would definitely greet him with a hippy smile, but this time, he just looked at Kakashi, and finally squeezed out a few words.

"Let's go together!"

Kakashi noticed the change in the soil, nodded, did not speak, and understood the meaning of the soil.

"How is your injury?"

The two walked side by side towards the stairs, and finally Kakashi asked daily.

"Much better, my injury should be the lightest..."