Konoha: Resurrected by Orochimaru at the start

The surroundings were very quiet, except for the sound of flames burning branches behind them. As time went by, the boy sensed danger from Tobirama.

Realizing he wasn't welcome here, the boy licked his dry lips, raised his hand to indicate he meant no harm, and stepped back to a safe distance before saying, "Sorry, I just thought you looked familiar, and that person looked like he was about to die, so I thought I'd come and ask if there was anything I could help with."

"Mirror, what's going on here?"

A man who looked to be in his early twenties, thin but with muscular arms, came over to inquire about Jing's absence out of concern.

The boy called Mirror shook his head: "No, it's okay. Let's go first. Has everyone packed their things?"

"It's almost done. Thanks to you for helping with the girl. If you need anything in the future, just let me know, and I'll definitely help if I can."

Jing smirked: "Fine then. If I can't handle this, you can all run as far away as you can."

Hearing this, the man wasn't ashamed or annoyed at being looked down upon by a teenager; he just scratched his head guiltily, "Yeah, but what if—no, ugh! What if my mouth doesn't work out, what if..."

Back at the camp, a gaunt middle-aged man emerged from a makeshift shelter and asked, "Lord Jing, everyone is ready. When do we set off? Are those three over there coming along?"

Jing hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly, rummaging through her backpack behind her. "Uncle Zhang, I told you not to call me 'sir' anymore. It makes it sound like I'm older than you. They don't need it. Alright, everyone, take your water and supplies. We're leaving!"

After saying that, Jing took out a small medicine bottle, water, and some food, and placed them on the ground.

This scene was nothing new to his companions. Even if they had opinions, those opinions were all Jing's own. Besides, he had saved many people's lives, so it was impossible for anyone to jump out and criticize or say anything else.

after awhile.

The man stepped forward and stood beside Jing, whispering, "Jing, are they a threat?"

Jing pursed her lips and nodded slightly: "Yes, I don't actually know them. They are very strong, but so far, apart from the white-haired one, the others haven't shown any obvious malice..."

The man hesitated, then said, "What if..."

As if anticipating what the man was about to say, Jing sighed, looked at him, and said earnestly, "Remember what I just told you? Escape! I'll try my best to buy everyone time while ensuring their safety..."

"But……"

The man was about to speak when he saw Jing looking at him like he was an idiot: "Don't be stupid. Don't forget, although the team seems harmonious now, it's actually not stable. We're still far from the Land of Iron. If you don't want to be oppressed and ostracized, you need manpower to survive in a strange place."

"Without me, you'd be the strongest fighter here. The current resource allocation is barely enough. If we don't get new supplies, internal strife will kill everyone. Uncle Zhang can't protect the girl alone..."

镜？

Tobirama seemed to be deep in thought: "I think I'm under a genjutsu."

Hashirama nodded, then shook his head: "Is it true?"

Tobirama stepped forward, picked up the medicine bottle from the ground, examined it, then opened the cap and found a pill inside, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance that seemed to have a calming effect: "Do you think so?"

Hashirama: "I'd like to go ask."

Tobirama waved his hand, indicating that he would not get involved in the matter.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Jing, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped: "I have some things to take care of. You can go ahead in this direction, I'll be there soon."

Uncle Zhang: "I need..."

"No need."

Jing shook her head, as if suddenly remembering something, and said, "Oh, right, Uncle Zhang, I hid the leftover candy in the girl's inner pocket last time. Remember to tell her to eat it sparingly..."

Once she was out of everyone's sight, Jing turned around and said with a hint of helplessness, "What do you want? I've already given you everything I could."

Upon hearing this, Hashirama appeared out of thin air in his line of sight: "You just said you thought we looked somewhat familiar. I used to have a friend who looked a lot like you..."

Faced with this display of power, Jing's expression shifted. Were all the big shots these days so idle? He instinctively wanted to continue the conversation, but considering the consequences of being exposed, he ultimately gave up, saying, "I'm sorry, I lied to you earlier. That was just a temporary measure, a way to test your intentions. To be honest, I don't actually remember any of you..."

"But please don't be angry yet. As an apology, I know a little about medical ninjutsu. Your friend didn't look too well just now, so perhaps I can be of some use?"

Hashirama paused for a moment upon hearing this, then asked, "...Your name is Kagami?"

Jing's eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that he really did resemble someone he knew? He just didn't know whether this person's existence was good or bad for him.

"Yes."

Hashirama: "Do you know someone named Uchiha Gen?"

The voice carried a hint of emotion, and Jing, unsure of the man's attitude, narrowed his eyes and compromised, saying, "It sounds familiar, but mainly it's the surname. The Uchiha are a powerful clan. How could ordinary people like us possibly know such influential figures..."

"Really?"

"Huh? What's wrong with you...?"

Hashirama turned his head, about to ask, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you wouldn't get involved?"

Tobirama interrupted, "What if I said you were?"

Hearing this, Jing sighed, pointed to her eyes, and said softly, "If only that were true. Who wouldn't want such a uniquely gifted talent?"

……

"There's nothing seriously wrong with his body, it's just his brain—I noticed a strange state of some of his chakra earlier, but it seems to have recovered as if it's healing itself. At least for now, I can't see anything wrong with it," Kagami said, withdrawing his hand and opening his eyes.

Sasuke looked at the boy in front of him. It was the same face, except that he instinctively flinched when the boy touched him.

During the treatment, he felt a sense of security, as if he were enveloped in sunlight, and was safely healed, which was in stark contrast to the source of that world.

Maybe it's not the same person?

"Mirror..." it seemed to be a murmur to itself.

Jing turned her head: "What's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

Tobirama crossed his arms: "Where did you learn your medical ninjutsu?"

The question finally came. The muscles in his body under the mirror's clothes tensed slightly: "Whether you believe it or not, it's an innate skill, something I was born with."

Upon hearing this, Tobirama suddenly asked, seemingly out of the blue, "How far have they gone?"

"I'm telling the truth..."

The expression on Jing's face gradually disappeared, and he clenched his fists, saying, "Besides, I think it's better if ninja matters don't involve ordinary people."

Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly tense...

Tobirama's tone suddenly relaxed: "Alright, Hashirama, we've found him."