Chapter 67: Xiao in the Hospital
The Uchiha Kite's blood was bleeding all over the ground, but with the scorpion's bandage, it shouldn't be too much of a problem to survive to the hospital.
Dida quickly threw out a fat white bird, and I asked Zana to help the Uchiha kite and rush to the hospital with Dida first.
She was stupid, she didn't say anything, she let her do whatever she wanted, like a marionette, and she didn't even resist the action of protecting the Uchiha kite.
And after watching them fly away, I turned to look at the scorpion.
The red-haired girl's eyelashes were thick, as if she had her own eyeliner, and when she saw my gaze, she glanced at me with those eyes that were raised at the end of her eyes: "What? Don't you worry about me staying here alone? β
There was a hint of unconsciously charming in that look, but looking at her sneering expression, I knew that she was probably beautiful and didn't know it, and I didn't know how much my eyes seemed to convey affection.
"Give me your size." I sighed and said with some weakness.
The scorpion was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "What? β
"When I came back from the hospital, I happened to buy you some clothes. If nothing else, you're going to have to take a shower and change your clothes today, right? β
The scorpion looked at me fixedly for a moment, "...... As you see fit. β
"No......" I said helplessly, "don't be casual." At least give me a rough number. Bust, waist circumference or something......"
"No, I don't." But after the scorpion said categorically, he turned his head and continued to repair the puppet: "My body is already a puppet, and I don't have a boobs like that, so I don't need a bust to buy underwear, and I don't need underwear - that kind of thing will only hinder the operation of my organs." So you can just buy a size M or L skirt. β
"Do you prefer skirts?"
The scorpion said coldly: "There's nothing to like or dislike, it's just more convenient." β
"So, do you have any favorite colors?"
Thinking of the windy sand and yellow desert in his hometown, the scorpion paused: "Don't be yellow." β
"Okay." Seeing that she was so easy to support, I nodded, and no longer dwelling on anything, and disappeared in place.
I feel very relieved to leave the scorpion aloneβbecause I know that there must be a lot of shadows in the Uchiha station to keep an eye on. Even if I'm gone, they'll keep an eye on her for me.
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I appeared directly at the entrance of the hospital in the image of [Dark Uchiha Itachi], just in time for Dida's bird to land.
Most of the passers-by around had never seen such a ninjutsu, and they couldn't help but make a sound of amazement, and many children held their parents' hands and exclaimed in a milky voice: "Dad, Mom, that bird is so big!" It flew down! It stops there! It's so good! β
This makes Dida seem quite proud - in this respect, she is very childish, and she is very happy when her work is praised and recognized.
However, there are also some older ninjas, who may have fought with Iwakure's demolition troops, and their expressions are a little solemn and grim.
When the medical staff saw the Uchiha Kite covered in blood leaning on Sana's arms, they hurriedly sent out a stretcher, carefully transferred her, and sent her to the hospital. Zana was depressed, but subconsciously followed.
Dida rode on the bird, looked at me and said, "I'll go first?" β
I wondered, "Where are you going?" β
"Go back to Uchiha's station." Di Da rolled her eyes unceremoniously, "I can't run away again, can't I go back to rest?" β
"You forgot you're injured too?" I was amazed, "Take your bird back and come down." Just take you to check it out too. β
Di Da was stunned for a moment, she subconsciously touched the penetrating wound on her right shoulder, and suddenly her whole body trembled in pain, but even so, she pursed her lips and said stubbornly: "...... With that level of injury, why is it necessary to go to the hospital? It will be fine on its own. β
Traitorous ninjas probably have the habit of waiting for death with major injuries, relying on resistance for slander injuries, and ignoring minor injuries, and like to pretend that their injuries are lighter than they actually are.
After all, in a dark world, even a hospital is not necessarily safe.
There is still a large group of people waiting to take advantage of your illness and kill you. So not the slightest weakness can be leaked.
But I frowned and said disapprovingly, "Don't joke with your body. Do you really want to die early? β
Dida hesitated and jumped off the big white bird.
She put away her clay white bird, I looked at her forehead guard again, and asked helplessly, "...... Would you mind taking this off? β
Why do these traitors like to wear their village's rebel foreheads so much? Since you betrayed the village, shouldn't you lose your forehead? Although this can barely be regarded as a personal preference, but wearing such a forehead guard to wander around Konoha Village still has a bad impact.
Dida looked at me, lifted her uninjured left hand, and untied the strap at the back of her head.
Her forehead guard suddenly fell, and I raised my hand to catch it. I found that her forehead was smooth and full, and after there was no forehead protection to cover it, the whole face was even more eye-catching, and I immediately smiled and said: "It's a pity that such a beautiful forehead has been blocked." β
Di Da was stunned for a moment, subconsciously covered her forehead, and then quickly put it down again, and said in a vicious voice that was a little annoyed and angry: "...... Less! If I hadn't been able to beat you, I wouldn't have listened to you! β
"Okay, let's go." I said disapprehantly, "Let's go register first." β
Dida pursed her lips and followed me into the hospital lobby, and I made sure she was following me and led her towards the registration area. Luckily, the reputation of the Akatsuki Organization hadn't spread yet, so Dida standing in a group of Konoha ninjas in a red cloud robe on a black background didn't cause much undue hostility - though the scene seemed magical to me.
At this time, she asked, "You're here with me, aren't you worried about the Uchiha kite?" β
"She's not that vulnerable." I said, "Besides, there's no use worrying." β
In fact, I know that when I say "it's useless to worry", there is a bit of an element of anger. I spent so much energy to bring the Uchiha Kite back, trying to make her live a good life with Saina, but reality slapped me hard, as if to say, "You want to be beautiful." β
However, this incident also let me know that I really thought too simply.
I thought that as long as Zana came back with her sister and had someone to accompany her, she would be less lonely. However, I didn't think about the Uchiha Kite's mental condition, whether it was healthy or not.
Her self-destructive tendencies made me understand that it was easy to bring her back, but it was not so easy to persuade her to continue living.
Uchiha kites, like Uchiha Itachi, say fragile, but in fact very fragile - already seriously ill, and have a hidden disease, has always been under huge pressure, when suddenly collapsed, I don't think it's strange - if someone else experiences such things, I'm afraid I haven't been depressed and autistic for a long time.
But she said that she was strong, and perhaps more resilient than most people in the worldβshe inherited the ideals of her best friend alone, and then practiced it alone with difficulty; Bearing the pressure of exterminating the clansmen, the torment of killing fathers and mothers; the oppression of being hated by the only loved one; There is also the loneliness of having a home to return to......
In this way, Uchiha Itachi was still able to hold on to his sick body and almost pushed Sasuke into a desperate situation.
This vitality is not ordinary tenacity.
The point is whether she has the beliefs in her heart that support her.
Uchiha Itachi was able to survive because he wanted to protect Sasuke, and he wanted to get enough strength to protect himself so that he could rest assured.
And the Uchiha Kite ......
She probably felt that since Konoha had publicly admitted the identity of the Uchiha clan as victims, and Shimura Danzo, who had been coveting the Sharingan in the dark, was dead, then Sana must have been safe, so the anger in her heart collapsed all at once.