"Lord Orochimaru." Uchiha Makoto looked a little reserved.
"I knew that Makoto-kun wouldn't die so easily, cough~" Orochimaru walked out from behind the tree and walked towards Uchiha Makoto. He coughed from time to time, which made his already pale cheeks even more pale. color.
"Your eyes are really good, I like it very much." Orochimaru came to Uchiha Makoto.
Looking at the long-haired Orochimaru, Uchiha Makoto took a half-step back with a wary expression, keeping a little distance from him.
I don’t know if it’s because he inherited his parents’ good looks, but Uchiha Makoto’s looks are top-notch even among the Uchiha clan.
Along with this, his charm attribute continues to grow, becoming the most prominent of all his attributes.
No matter what kind of attention Orochimaru paid to him, he didn't want it, and he didn't want to have much to do with Orochimaru, even if it was Ji Ji.
"Haha~" Seeing Uchiha Makoto's retreat, Orochimaru chuckled, turned around and left without saying anything else.
Uchiha Makoto felt confused. It can be said that he and Orochimaru had no interaction. Otherwise, if they had a slight relationship, they would not be sent to die.
Although the principle of "semi-voluntary" was to carry out the "death" mission, if the emphasis was really on "voluntary", he would not have been stabbed by the female ninja.
Uchiha Makoto didn't want to think too much about things he couldn't understand. As long as he was strong enough, if he couldn't understand many problems, he just needed to solve the person who caused the problem.
"The warning just now is definitely not a coincidence, but Warwick cannot be summoned in a place like this now."
“Is it because of shared skills?”
Uchiha Makoto remembered the wolf howl in his heart just now, and immediately began to check the skills that appeared on the system panel.
[Blood Hunger (Warwick's basic attack causes an additional 10% damage; if Warwick's health is below 50%, he will receive the same amount of healing effect; if his health is below 25%, he will be healed) The effect is tripled)]
[Blood Hunt (Passive: Warwick will gain a 100% speed bonus when attacking enemies with less than 50% health, and passively senses units with lower health. Active: Warwick expands the range of perception and is sensed Units will be spotted by Blood Hunter for 8 seconds. The perception range is proportional to the chakra consumption, with a minimum consumption of 100)]
"Blood Hunt..."
"When I adapt to the changes in my body, if I meet the female ninja from before, I will definitely be able to defeat her."
Thinking of this, Uchiha Makoto tightened the ninja sword in his hand, "Next time, I will stab you!"
****
In December of the 46th year of Konoha, the Kingdom of Wind officially submitted its credentials to the Kingdom of Fire for peace.
On the evening of December 15, under the setting sun, the army returned in triumph.
Uchiha Makoto followed the mighty army and enjoyed the welcome from the civilians of Konoha.
In addition to the joy on their faces, some people had complicated expressions and cried in their arms.
"The first batch of death lists should have come out. I didn't find the person I wanted to see in the triumphant army. That feeling..."
Thinking of this, he also scanned the crowd, but he didn't find the figure he wanted to see.
At this moment, Ryosuke Uchiha, who was leaning on crutches next to him, suddenly waved vigorously towards the crowd and shouted loudly:
"Mom! Izumi! I'm here!"
Seeing Uchiha Ryosuke, who was crying and laughing, unsteady and almost falling over in excitement, Uchiha Makoto stretched out his left hand and grabbed his shoulder.
In the crowd, a woman who looked to be in her early thirties was crying with joy. She was holding a cute girl about four years old in her arms. The girl opened her hands towards Uchiha Ryosuke and called "brother" in a sweet voice.
Seeing this scene, Uchiha Makoto had mixed feelings in his heart.
Speaking of which, in this mission, except for the twenty-five people who successfully evacuated at the beginning, they were the only two who survived.
If he had overreacted at that time, Uchiha Ryosuke might have been really upset.
Their twelfth class, except for Uchiha Makoto himself, the guiding jounin and two team members were all killed in the Battle of Mount Kikyo.
After walking through the crowd, the team dispersed in an orderly manner.
Taking into account the mood of the returnees to reunite with their families, except for the jounin who were summoned by the top leadership headed by the Third Hokage, the genin and chunin were disbanded on the spot.
Uchiha Makoto and Uchiha Ryosuke returned to the clan together.
After the two separated, Uchiha Makoto ran directly towards home.
When I walked into the yard, I saw that the flowers in the yard that my mother usually took care of were listlessly hanging their heads, and they were all wilted.
Uchiha Makoto took out the key and walked into the house. The entire entrance was pitch black.
"Why didn't you turn on the light? I'm going home today, so there's no one at home, right?" Uchiha Makoto looked at the empty shoe cabinet, turned on the light, changed shoes, and then walked inside with a speechless expression.
He walked into the living room, turned on the light, and was startled.
"Mom?! What are you doing here without turning on the light?" I saw a gentle and beautiful woman in her thirties, with red and swollen eyes, sitting on the sofa in a daze.
Only then did the woman hear the noise and raised her head stiffly.
"Sei-chan! Makoto-chan! Is it really you?"
With a cry in her voice, the woman ran to Uchiha Makoto and grabbed him.
Uchiha Makoto smiled and said: "Mom, I have told you many times, don't call me in such a shameful way.
I am a boy and I have grown up! "
"It's really you! You are Cheng-chan. I didn't dare to look at the list of dead. I didn't see you in the team coming back at noon. I..."
The woman hugged Uchiha Makoto and cried bitterly.
Uchiha Makoto patted his mother's back gently and said softly: "Because I am in the second group of people who came back. I just came back."
Perhaps to make up for the regrets of his previous life, Uchiha Makoto was not an orphan after traveling to the world of Naruto. His mother, Uchiha Reika, was still alive, so he cherished this family relationship very much in this life.
This feeling of being able to see your loved ones after returning home is reassuring.
This kind of family affection, whether it is friendship or love, cannot be replaced.
Uchiha Makoto hugged his mother and looked at the corner of the living room, where there was a Buddhist niche. On the portrait was a handsome man with extraordinary bearing. He looked to be only in his early twenties.
That was his father, but he died before he was born.
"By the way, Cheng-chan, you must be hungry when you come back, right? I'll cook right away!" Uchiha Reika calmed down a little and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Um..." Uchiha Makoto's face changed slightly, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, and he quickly smiled and said: "No need to bother, you must be very tired, let's go out to eat."
"How can I be alone when we go out to eat..." Uchiha Reihua muttered, but before she could say anything, Uchiha Makoto hurriedly dragged her out of the living room.
"Wait! I'm going to wash my face first!"
After walking out of the house, Uchiha Makoto breathed a sigh of relief.
It was true that the taste of Uchiha Reika's usual cooking was unflattering. Now, even with the added bonus, he probably wouldn't be able to swallow the meals that were made on the spur of the moment.
"You can't eat it if you look good..." Uchiha Makoto sighed softly.
"Sei-chan, what did you say?" Uchiha Reika, who had taken care of herself a little, looked more energetic, but her eyes were still a little swollen. As soon as she walked out of the door, she heard Uchiha Makoto mutter.
"Ah?! It's nothing. Let's just deal with it nearby. I heard that the clan leader will entertain the clan members who have returned tomorrow. Let's have a good meal then."
Uchiha Makoto smiled and changed the subject.
Only when he was at home did he feel truly relaxed. He was no longer the chuunin fighting on the battlefield, but just a child in the eyes of his parents.
