The Hero's Mound, literally, is where the graves of heroes are buried, and in Konoha, a place similar to a cemetery, where the bones of all the ninjas who gave their strength to Konoha are buried.

Ninja? hero？ The two words were put together, and Winter Night felt a little discordant, and this disobedience has been there since he understood the existence of this ninja world, because, forbearance, hiding, black clothes and masks, vicious and deceitful, this is his impression of ninjas, but here, he has seen too many different existences, they walk in the light like ordinary people, like ordinary people? And how should it be described?

In this world, the ninjas he knew were at least superficially "light".

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Of course, in other words, it can be proved that the rebellious cannot be buried in this garden after death, in this garden where he once longed for rest after death.

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This is a quiet place, just like what he needs to maintain, the grave after death only belongs to the world of the dead, and it will never have anything to do with the living, so give each other a care, like a tacit understanding that each other does not disturb each other's lives.

Winter night indifferently looking at the graves of those who are called heroes, and the people buried in them, what kind of people will they be when they are alive? Is it boring to be alone when you're alive? At such times, the Winter Nightclub is mired in cranky thoughts.

Substituting one's consciousness into someone else's perspective or something, wanting to be considerate of other people's thoughts or something, always thinking about the impossible, it seems that he really overestimates himself!

"What are you doing here? Not planning to hurry home? "Bland, cold and sharp, when such a sound reaches the eardrums, the winter night slowly turns its head, as if to recognize.

Carefully speaking, it happens to be the third time that I have a relationship with the other party, but this is also the second time I have listened to him, and then it is also the first time I have a formal conversation with him.

"Curious." Simple, but that's the answer to a winter night.

"What?" He understood what the winter night meant, so he continued to ask.

"At this time, I wanted to come and see a place like the hero's grave, because I always felt that I would not be buried here one day."

Winternight trusts her instincts, but it seems like there's no reason for it.

"You can choose to give up being a ninja." He said this, without ridicule, but from the perspective of a bystander, trying to make a suggestion, he did not touch the meaning of "this time", did he know the meaning or something else?

"It's not realistic, is it? There are always situations that force you to persevere, even if you are a kid like me. ”

"Are you really just a kid?" Facing each other's exploratory gaze, Winter Night and the other party met their eyes.

"Of course, isn't it?" Nodding his head, his eyes conveyed doubt, that natural expression, this is the answer to the winter night.

"That's interesting." Knee-jerk movements? The long tongue licked the lower lip.

"You?" used honorifics, although I don't know the identity of the other party, but the only thing I can be sure of is that his identity is not low.

"What?"

"Someone like you, what is the purpose of being here?"

"It's just a little nostalgic."

"Really?"

"Yes."

The topic fell silent at this point.

"When you were a child, you were your age." The topic that suddenly came up, he said after looking at the winter night a little carefully.

"Can you really tell me something like this?"

"What?"

"Is your past really okay or something?" Winter Night turned his head to look at the other party's gaze, he stared at Winter Night, and his face turned away without showing obvious emotion.

"Miyome is my teacher, you know?" Is this a response to his own question? Winter Night didn't think confidently.

"No, it's not clear."

"So, let's start by introducing ourselves." From the face of the winter night, there is no embarrassment and embarrassment because of ignorance.

"Rukawa Winter Night." To introduce yourself or something, just a name is enough, this is the understanding of the winter night.

"Orochimaru." It wasn't until this time that Winter Night knew the name of the other party, the result of the third one-sided relationship.

"When I was a child, my parents died in the war, but at that time, for such an unfortunate me, it is fortunate that the third generation became my teacher."

"Lucky?" Looking at Orochimaru on a winter night, it was really difficult to see the true meaning of this sentence from his calm face.

"I once picked up a white snake skin, you shouldn't have seen it, it's the snake molt of the white snake." Perhaps considering the scope of knowledge of Winter Night, he explained.

"I asked the teacher, why is the snake molt white? But no answer was given. ”

"He just told me that the White Snake is something that means luck and rebirth."

Speaking of this, Orochimaru suddenly stopped talking and turned his head to look at the winter night.

"You're lucky enough just because you're not very demanding, and I'm not that lucky, so I need to work harder."

Winter Night looked at each other, his eyes were resolute, and he seemed to have made up his mind.

"It's time for me to leave." Orochimaru said this, but he didn't mean to leave.

"Sorry to bother you for so long." A polite apology on a winter night.

"Nope." After saying this, his figure also disappeared in front of the eyes of the winter night, and the residual phantom gradually dissipated, if he stubbornly thought about when the other party left, for the current winter night, it seems to be an unanswered question.

Shaking his head, forcing himself not to think about things beyond his ability, as he did so, he ran briskly towards his house in the winter night.

"What do you think?" In a place that he didn't notice on a winter night, Orochimaru, who had disappeared, stood next to a middle-aged man, and his identity was the third generation Hokage.

"A very hard-working kid." Looking at the distant winter night, the weight wrapped around his body was easy for Orochimaru to discover.

"You know, that's not what I wanted to ask." The three generations have far-sighted eyes, and their eyes are squinted, as if they can't see the scene in front of them clearly.

"He's lying, I can tell." The long tongue licked his lips familiarly again.

"It's natural when he's lying, but his eyes, those eyes tell me he's lying, staring at people, the convincing intensity is a little too much."

"But because of that, I believe he's just a child."

"That's not what I wanted to ask." His eyes were half-open, and the light that peeked out of his pupils made one wonder about his age.

"No problem, will you be relieved if I say that?" Orochimaru's playful tone, as if he was mocking something, licked his dry lips skillfully with his tongue.

"Maybe you're hiding something, just like he did with you? I'm your teacher after all. ”

It can be seen that he said this, relatively, even if the superficial disguise is revealed, Orochimaru does not show abrupt embarrassment.

"You naturally have your reasons for doing this, and I've always believed in you, so let's stop here, I hope it won't worry me in the future."

"Finally, your words today seem to be a bit too much, about that kid!"

At the same time as the last sentence was spoken, only one trace of Orochimaru was left in this place.

"Reason?" Thinking of the little guy who left, the little guy who seems to have his own considerations, it was an interesting little guy, and it was a bit too much today.

Is this the reason for the so-called? Isn't it enough? No, it's enough!

Quickly left the winter night of the hero's mound, and ran directly back to his home, except for the necessary fatigue, the winter night's face was extremely pale.

"I'm back." As he said this, he eagerly pressed his prostrated body against the closed door, and after a moment of relaxation, his body immediately collapsed on the ground.

"What happens after that?" Thinking of the conversation between the two after Orochimaru suddenly approached, Winter Night didn't recognize it as a coincidence, rather, did he expect it?

After leaving his classmates and teachers, he did not choose to go home as soon as possible, but deliberately went to a sparsely populated place with special significance. It's like deliberately getting people to get close.

"Maybe you'll be targeted, but that's fine." For Orochimaru, Winter Night is not too familiar, if you can find some of the evaluations in the village.

Even if he sensed something, Winter Night didn't plan to make any more bold moves, at least for the next five years of the Ninja School, Winter Night was going to spend it peacefully.

After recovering from mental fatigue, Winter Night continued to act as usual according to the usual practice arrangement.