Konoha's Mission Master

"I saw it! I saw it with both eyes!"

"Stop laughing!"

Yakumo's expression gradually became out of control, looking rather exasperated. Seeing Yakumo's expression, Mori Masako laughed even more exaggeratedly.

"Shouldn't you explain...?"

"...Is it a problem with your mother's surname?"

The Senju and Uchiha clans are already ridiculous...

Now another vortex has appeared...

Can you make it any more melodramatic?

This is impossible... absolutely impossible!

Chapter 95 Tears of Amethyst

The moonlight was like sand, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

After a moment's thought, Masako Mori began to speak...

“I don’t know either. My father never said. Every time I ask him, he looks at me with a complicated expression… like…”

"...It's like...in an extremely melodramatic novel...an even more melodramatic and unbelievable plot twist...?"

Yakumo quickly retorted... Do you really think this is PDD? Senju and Uchiha aren't enough, you have to add the Uzumaki clan too. Is this some kind of reverse-engineering of the Otsutsuki bloodline?

"That's roughly the idea... In short, it's a very complicated story, the kind that could be written in millions of words," Masako Mori continued to explain.

"This is not scientific..." Yakumo sighed speechlessly.

There was never a Senju-Uchiha hybrid in the original work, but now there's an additional Uzumaki bloodline... It doesn't make sense!

Looking at the moon in the sky, Yakumo suddenly felt a sense of unreality and illusion. The situation of Mori Masako's family was really too complicated... just like the protagonist's character in a novel.

These questions were thus answered. For example, the sealing technique component of the Concealment Technique was improved and innovated by Masako Mori's mother, making the Concealment Technique more subtle and profound.

But this is still not scientifically sound…

Just then, a shimmering purple light caught Yakumo's eye, even briefly suppressing the bright moonlight, and a raindrop-shaped pendant shimmering with purple light appeared in Mori Masako's hand.

"The purple burning mark on that short blade and the metal that makes up the blade... are two completely different substances. Father separated and extracted the purple flame mark from the blade, and finally used high temperature to reshape this pendant," Mori Masako explained.

Any beautiful adjectives pale in comparison to this pendant, and in the end, Yakumo could only describe it with two dry words.

"So beautiful..."

Dazzling and colorful.

…a burst of light as brilliant as the midnight sun, or a galaxy containing starlight.

“My father originally wanted me to accept it, but considering that Purple Flame was a gift from Sister Aoyama to you as a disciple, it would be better to give this pendant to her,” Mori Masako continued.

"When the purple flame shattered, Sister Qingshan was very sad."

Yakumo spoke, fiddling with the purple pendant in his right hand.

"Be careful in the future..." Masako Mori reminded her.

"Okay...but..."

"If we give this to Sister Aoyama... won't you be unhappy, Masako Mori?"

Yakumo looked into Mori Masako's eyes and asked.

“Of course not…” Masako Mori drawled out.

"Besides... I already have someone better..."

Mori Masako unconsciously recalled the pale face of Yakumo as he treated her bloodline disease. At that moment, besides feeling heartache, she also felt a sweetness like honey flowing through her heart.

"OK then."

After saying that, Yakumo stopped being coy, reached out and took the purple pendant, putting it into his ninja tool bag, and immediately spoke again.

"Thank you."

"We don't need to be so polite."

Masako Mori smiled happily. At this moment, she finally felt that she had helped Yakumo and was no longer a burden.

What do you think would be a good name for this pendant?

"Let's call it... Amethyst Tears."

"Okay... then let's call it, Amethyst Tears."

The two chatted for a while, eventually talking about the final exams at the end of December. After the exams, the ninja academy would have a three-month break, and they would be second-year students when school started in April of the following year.

"Will you go to the exam?" Masako Mori asked.

"Last time I went on a mission to Kumogakure, the Third Hokage promised me I would get a perfect score without taking the exam, so I probably won't be taking it," Yakumo explained. This was a reward he earned with his life, so he felt perfectly justified in using it.

"Oh, okay..." Masako Mori looked a little downcast.

"Are you unhappy?" Yakumo asked.

“Obito wants you to see how much progress he’s made recently,” Masako Mori explained.

Do you want me to take the exam too?

Yakumo asked Mori Masako.

No... I know you're busy...

“I will take the exam,” Yakumo promised.

"Really? Then Obito will definitely be very happy."

Masako Mori's eyes showed delight, but she still answered in an extremely calm tone.

"Aren't you happy?" Yakumo asked in return.

"Just a little bit...happy."

"Then I won't go~" Yakumo suddenly changed his mind.

"Aaaaaah! Damn it! No! No way!"

You must go!

Mori Masako broke down instantly, grabbed Yakumo's collar and growled fiercely, like a kitten that suddenly burst out, both cute and fierce.

"Okay, okay... I'll definitely go!"

Yakumo chuckled and assured him…

"Go if you want, don't go if you don't... I don't care!"

Masako Mori stood up and dusted off non-existent dust, while Yakumo stood up at the same time.

"I'll see you off..."

"You're not going to try to fool me with shadow clones this time?"

“How can that be called fooling around…!!” Yakumo retorted.

The two arrived at the wooden door, and Masako Mori seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke to Yakumo.

"Father... invites you to our house for dinner tomorrow."

"Uncle Mori, is there something you need?" Yakumo asked.

“Of course it’s our lifelong…big event!” Masako Mori replied with a drawn-out smile.

"Stop it... I've always considered you a friend." Yakumo subconsciously became a little wary and took two steps back slightly.

"We've hugged and kissed..."

"Don't you want to take responsibility?" Masako Mori's eyes suddenly turned dangerous.

"Nonsense...when did you kiss?"

Yakumo retorted, "How can you just make things up without any evidence...?"

You've defamed my innocence!

"It seems that... we haven't kissed yet..." Masako Mori murmured to herself.

"That's right, you can't smear someone's innocence."

"Then just fix it... and it'll be fine."

Masako Mori said with a wicked smile.

"Supplement...what supplement...how to supplement?"

"This stuff can heal...?"

Masako Mori suddenly stepped forward and spoke decisively.

*Smack*

"He...it seems...he was sexually assaulted by Mori Masako..."

clean!!

Holy crap, they launched a sneak attack, they can't take a joke...

"I'll come to your house after school tomorrow!"

Masako Mori had already run away in a flash, and all Yakumo could see was her hopping figure, like a happy little rabbit.

This action resembled a hasty retreat. Mori Masako's face was flushed crimson; she admitted she had acted impulsively… but the thought of Yakumo's pale face and weary eyes after treating her…

Her heart was suddenly filled with courage.

"I was careless; I didn't flash it."

"It seems not bad..." Yakumo gently inhaled the fragrance in the air, a happy smile appearing on his lips.

Yakumo wasn't unwilling to take responsibility...

But his body is only seven years old...