Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Inside the cave, the campfire was burning brightly.

The grease dripped onto the embers, making a soft sizzling sound, and the rich aroma of meat powerfully dispelled the cold and dampness inside the cave.

Zhi Shui silently gnawed on the roasted meat in his hand, finding it tasteless.

It was clearly a delicious dish, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, juicy and flavorful, but he couldn't taste a single flavor when he put it in his mouth.

The cold corpse of his companion, the unwilling look in his eyes before he died, played back in his mind like a series of curses.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qianxuan's voice pulled him out of his painful memories.

He plopped down next to Zhishui and handed her a sizzling, oily skewer of grilled meat.

"senior……"

Zhi Shui took the grilled meat, his voice a little hoarse.

"Is this... really okay for us?"

"What's good or bad?"

Qianxuan took a bite of the roasted meat and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Man is made of iron, food is made of steel; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal. How can you have the strength to avenge them if you don't eat your fill?"

That's the logic.

But when Zhi Shui looked at Qian Xuan eating with his mouth full of oil and looking very happy, she couldn't get over the awkward feeling in her heart.

Qianxuan saw through his thoughts and sighed.

"Back when I was in school."

Qianxuan leaned against the mountain wall, watching the flickering flames, his gaze somewhat unfocused.

"Back then, I was a notorious loser in the village, a total repeat student, you know?"

Zhi Shui nodded.

This title was indeed well-known when he was at the Ninja Academy.

I never expected that the legendary protagonist would be sitting right in front of me.

"Back then, nobody wanted to play with me, and everyone looked down on me."

Qianxuan's tone was very calm, as if he were telling someone else's story.

"I had no friends, and nobody liked me. I was all alone. I skipped classes to go to the back mountain, searched for bird nests, fished by the river, and made my own fire to cook. I also practiced knife skills all by myself."

"You get used to being alone after a while. Even if the sky falls, you have to fill your stomach first. Otherwise, if you starve to death, you'll have nothing left."

He turned his head and looked at Zhishui.

"The only people in the village who have been kind to me are probably the three generations of old men."

Qianxuan pursed his lips.

"Although I know he was faking it, the way he looked at me was like he was looking at a tool that needed to be valued."

Still water's heart trembled suddenly.

He looked at Qian Xuan and suddenly understood.

No wonder Senior Qianxuan could say something like "Feel the pain, embrace the pain".

It turns out that he too had come through endless loneliness and pain step by step.

Behind this seemingly carefree and nonchalant attitude lies a heavy past that others cannot imagine.

Zhi Shui silently picked up the skewer of grilled meat that he had put down and began to chew it vigorously.

He wanted to swallow his predecessors' teachings, along with this piece of roasted meat, and engrave them into his very bones.

Seeing Shisui suddenly start wolfing down his food, Sengen nodded in satisfaction.

Children can be taught.

After finishing a philosophical barbecue, the atmosphere in the cave finally eased a bit.

Shisui looked at Qianxuan, who was cleaning up the mess, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for a long time.

"Senior Qianxuan, what is your dream?"

"puff--"

Qianxuan almost choked on his own saliva. He turned his head and looked at Zhishui speechlessly.

"Why does everyone in the ninja world like to ask about their dreams? Tsunade asked, Kakashi asked, and now even you are asking."

"Of course..."

Qian Xuan cleared his throat, a sacred and longing expression on his face.

"With three thousand beauties in the harem, I can recline intoxication on their laps, and wield power over the world when I awake!"

He counted on his fingers with a serious expression.

"Tsunade must be the main wife."

"And then there's Yekura, that Scorching Release user from Sunagakure. She has a good figure, but she's not very bright."

"Oh right, there's also Mei Terumi from Kirigakure. She's got a bit of a temper, but with some discipline, she should be alright."

The cave was deathly silent.

Shisui opened his mouth wide, and the branch in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

The hero of Sunagakure, the Scorching Release user, Yekura.

Mei Terumi, a genius girl who appears only once in a century in Kirigakure.

And... the legendary Sannin, the princess of Konoha, Lady Tsunade!

This...this...

"Senior, you..."

Shisui felt like his tongue was tied in knots.

"Eh!"

Qian Xuan waved his hand, his face showing that innocent expression of someone who had gotten a good deal but was still acting innocent.

"I didn't do anything; they were the ones who initiated it. It's all about personal charm, you know? You can't stop them."

Looking at Qianxuan's face, which was filled with "I'm so troubled," Shisui felt that this was the first time in his life he had been so speechless.

……

A dark underground lair.

Black Zetsu's figure reappeared.

"Lord Madara, Obito Uchiha is being pursued by the Hidden Mist Village's forces within the Land of Water."

"Um."

The king on the throne didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Should we save him now?"

"Wait until he's in dire straits before making your move."

Ban's voice was calm and even, "Let him experience more pain. Those eyes need more nourishment."

"Yes."

Black Zetsu's figure slowly sank into the darkness.

Meanwhile, in Kirigakure, in the Mizukage's office.

A handsome middle-aged man sat in the water's reflection.

He was the third Mizukage, Mizuki no Tsuki.

At this moment, his eyes, which should have been sharp, appeared somewhat empty, and deep within his pupils, three tomoe were slowly rotating.

"Pass on my orders."

His voice was like that of an emotionless machine.

"All troops, immediately launch a general offensive against the Fire Kingdom's coastal defenses! Casualties are not an issue!"

"Furthermore, seal off the entire territory and search for any trace of Konoha ninja. If any are found..."

"Kill them without mercy!"

……

Qianxuan was at the cave entrance, using a long knife to whittle a wooden splinter, preparing to use it to spear fish at the seaside.

Zhi Shui sat cross-legged not far away, eyes closed, seemingly digesting the "philosophy" he had learned that evening.

Sudden.

Qianxuan abruptly stopped whittling away at the splinter.

Every hair on his body stood on end in an instant.

An indescribable sense of terrifying crisis, as if being targeted by a natural enemy, exploded from the depths of my soul.

He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the cave entrance.

The rain continued to fall drizzly.

A figure dressed in a Kirigakure Jonin uniform stood there quietly, as if he had been there from the very beginning.

The person was plain-looking, the kind of person you'd easily lose in a crowd.

But when Qianxuan looked at him, she felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly by a cold, large hand, making it difficult to even breathe.

She is not one of Mei Terumi's people.

They were not pursuers of the Third Mizukage.

That aura... that terrifying pressure that seemed to lord over all living beings, regarding everything as mere straw dogs...

In Qianxuan's mind, an image of a man with black hair and red armor, holding a huge round fan, appeared uncontrollably.

Madara Uchiha!

What is he doing here?!

Qianxuan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

run!

That was the only thought left in my mind.

He didn't even have time to think about why the other party had approached him, nor why he had been exposed.

"Stop the water!"

Qianxuan used all his strength to let out a roar.

"Split up! Run!"