"There are still children here?"

The flames lit up half of the night sky. Leaping flames, engulfing the ruined houses nearby. Billowing smoke rose from the ground and into the sky. The moonless night sky was cloudy, and there were no dim stars. Crackling flames flickered in all directions, and steaming burning scorched cheeks.

There was the sound of a stone crumbling in all directions, and she clamped the two children under her left and right arms, and with an arrow step, she passed through the raging firelight and landed not far away to a safer place. As soon as she landed, the burned-out roof behind her made a loud noise, and she was engulfed in flames.

"It's okay."

She put the two children under her arm and reached out to pat them on the top of their heads.

The palm stained with black and gray first gently patted the boy's head with smooth black hair, and then patted the short girl with her head down. Perhaps she had not recovered from her fright, but the girl kept her head down and her tiny hands shaking.

Maybe she should say something to ease the girl's fears.

“…… You're also red-haired, what a coincidence. It's nice to look at. She fumbled with the girl's long red hair, searching her mind for words of praise for the little girl.

It's a pity that what she thinks is an effective appeasement didn't work at all. The red-haired girl kept her head down, and the strands of hair on her forehead and the hair that fell down her cheeks blocked her little face.

The fire is very big and will not stop for a while and a half, unless there is a downpour from the sky. The village had fallen into flames, and there should be no other survivors. To be precise, there were not many people left alive in the village before this unexpected fire ignited.

During the war years, this was the case.

"It's not safe here, I'm going to take you to a relatively safe place."

She looked at the boy with some appreciation, who had always remained calm, and thought of compliments in her heart. He was only four or five years old, and he could still maintain his composure in the face of overwhelming flames and crumbling houses, and even wanted to drag this little girl about her size out of the fire, as an ordinary child, it was indeed ......

Thinking like this, she found the ninja bag, leggings, and the Konoha Ninja Village sewn sleeve logo from the war.

This boy is not a child of an ordinary family, but a child from a ninja family.

"It's nonsense to let such a young child come to the front." She frowned, wiping the black ash from her face with the back of her hand. However, her hands were also covered with dust, so her cheeks became dirtier and dirtier.

Because of her words, the boy raised his head slightly, glanced at her, and then thanked her very politely, and said, "...... Thanks, I wanted to get her out. ”

"A little hero. But you shouldn't be here. As she spoke, she stood up from in front of the two children, put her hands on her laps, and asked, "Can I walk?" Little girl. ”

The boy, like a sensible little adult, said gently to the little girl beside him, "It's all right." Now you are safe. ”

The black-haired boy's soft and immature comfort was much more effective than hers. The red-haired little girl immediately stopped trembling and thanked her in a low voice: "...... Thank you. ”

She picked up the red-haired girl in one hand, put her on her shoulder, stepped over the broken wood beneath her feet, and walked towards the place where the raging flames had not been reached. The steaming heat was still surging behind him, steaming a little sweat on the foreheads of several people. The sweat that dripped down gripped the black ash on their faces, making them look even more wolfish.

The boy from Konoha Village followed her obediently and quietly, walking over a small pile of messy wood on his small legs.

As she walked forward, she babbled about something, and as soon as the conversation box was opened, she couldn't hold it back.

"The people in this village have long since abandoned the village and left, and the villages in the country of grass are like this. Before they could hear the war, they had all run away, leaving only an empty village. If I hadn't come, you'd never have gotten out of that fire. Why are you here? Oh, don't be afraid......"

Her hand slapped the girl's back, and she noticed that the girl was trembling slightly, and she quietly stopped talking.

The red light of the fire was far away from them, and a few running figures faintly appeared in the dark night not far away. Several ninjas dressed in Konoha vests stood in front and waved the reflective flags in their hands. The flag refracted a shining triangular light, and it was fleeting. In order not to attract the attention of the ninjas of the enemy country, they did not even dare to greet each other loudly.

The men crouched in the bushes and shouted at her in a low voice, "Asami......! Did you bring someone else back? ”

Knowing the sound of Suosuo's footsteps stirring among the blades of grass, Asami held the little girl lying on her shoulder, and made her way through the half-human-tall weeds with some difficulty. She replied "yes" in a low voice as she turned to look at the little boy following her. The little creature was too short, completely obliterated by the tall and sharp weeds, and was groping his way through the darkness.

When they got closer to their teammates, those ninjas raised a code and said, "Let's talk about the technique of the enchantment outside our team first......"

Another interrupted, "It's Asami." Didn't you hear what she was talking about just now? Can it be someone else? ”

In this way, there was a sporadic burst of laughter in the grass, floating in the dark night, bringing a rare relief to the oppressive environment.

When Asami approached, a female ninja picked up the child who was lying on her shoulder. The female ninja looked at the girl's face in the dim light of the camp, and said, "This kid looks like Asami." ”

“…… You've said that four times, Junko. As long as it's red hair or red eyes, you say it looks like me...... Really. Through the green vest, Asami rubbed her shoulders. She noticed the little boy still standing in front of her, and said as gently as she could, "...... Which team do you belong to? A child of Konoha. ”

The boy didn't answer her question, but reached out and fumbled in his sleeve and handed Asami something: "Yours." ”

Asami took it and put it in her hand.

It was her round-rimmed glasses, the right lens shattered in half, the frame skewed, and the glass covered in soot.

“…… Thank you. She wiped the soot from the lenses with her sleeve and squeezed them in her hands. Takahashiji, a ninja on the team, took the somewhat miserable pair of glasses from her hand and fiddled with them on her knees.

There was a noise in the camp where the campfire had been extinguished, and the squadron leader, who had not been rotated, was haphazardly draped in his coat and led someone towards them. That person's identity in Konoha should not be low, not to mention that he is also a high-ranking figure of the Konoha Ninja Village, which made the tempered squadron leader get up from his sleep in the middle of the night to guide him.

"It's this kid, isn't it?"

Before the two approached, Asami heard the squadron leader's voice.

A light flickered, and someone held up a faint lamp that shook to illuminate where they stood. In the unkempt half-man-high weeds, the four of them stood tightly. Phototaxis flew in from all directions and hovered in the lampposts.

The person who was brought in by the squadron leader was only in his twenties, and he was a ninja who looked extremely personable. He patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Don't run around like this next time." ”

"Is this your child?" Asami frowned, and couldn't help but open her mouth again: "Everyone understands the danger of war, although many children have come to the front line, but it is also a shinobi who graduated from a ninja school, and only four or five years old children are sent to the front line, which is really nonsense......"

"Asami!"

The squadron leader quickly stopped her chatter, and said with some irritation: "Pay attention to etiquette. This is the patriarch of the Uchiha clan, and we outsiders should not interfere with his own decision. ”

“…… Uchiha? Asami was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the person who came turned out to be the patriarch of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Fugaku. As one of the oldest families in Konoha Ninja Village, the Uchiha clan has always been known for its excellence. Although he does not often participate in the war in the village, he has always had the role of deterring foreign enemies.

The boy who followed her walked towards his father, showing his back completely in front of Asami for the first time. Now, she could clearly see the fan pattern on his back.

"What a maverick guy......" Asami muttered.

"Asami!" The grumpy squadron leader secretly looked at Uchiha Fugaku's face while drinking her again.

"It's fine." Fu Yue put his hand on his son's dirty shirt and said very sincerely: "I heard that you came back from the fire over there, so you saved him." I am very grateful...... If there's anything you can do to help, you can come to me. That's right...... Haven't asked for your name yet? ”

"Name?" Asami hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ah...... I'm called, uh...... Asami. Asami Futagawa. ”

"Ms. Asami." Fu Yue nodded, and then said, "During the war, I don't talk much about it. My subordinates are still waiting for me...... It's hard work. ”

Fuyue quickly took his son's hand and left.

Asami wanted to ask what the name of the little boy who was on the verge of life and death and did not change his color, and she deeply felt that this child would definitely do a lot in the future. It's just that Fuyue left in a hurry, and he didn't give her time to chat.

Forget it, you'll definitely find out later.