A dream journey starting from Naruto

Chapter 14
On the playground, Sasuke kept apologizing for letting the two pigeons go. He obviously invited them to play at home, but the next day it was another way of saying it. His face was so irritated that he wanted to find a corner to sneak in. Naruto said that since uncle and aunt are busy, we will go again when we are free.

"You said your father didn't even eat dinner last night, so your brother called him out?" Kyogami Iori was slightly stunned.

What is the identity of Uchiha Itachi, a member of Anbu; what is the composition of Anbe, the sharp blade in Hokage's hand.

It was probably not a good thing that Uchiha Fugaku was called by his eldest son as an ANBU.

"How's uncle's emotional state when he comes back later?" Keokami Iori couldn't help asking.

"Hmm... It's strange. Dad is a little happy even though he didn't have dinner. The food cooked by mom is obviously delicious." As he said this, little Sasuke scratched his head in confusion.

It seems that things are going well, at least in Uchiha Fugaku's view, it is beneficial to Uchiha, Iori Kyogami secretly thought.

"Since you can't go to your home, why not come with us for an autumn outing on the weekend!" Naruto extended an invitation.

"It's the weekend, my brother may be on vacation..." Little Sasuke wanted to go, but he also wanted to practice ninjutsu with his brother.

"There are still three days left. Just give us an answer then." Little Naruto was very considerate.

"You three, come and form a group!" Iruka's voice came from afar.

"coming!"

Today is actual combat.

Kyogami Iori still found Shikamaru fishing in troubled waters.

Little Naruto, on the other hand, relied on his strong physical strength to beat his teeth so hard that he could barely touch them, and won loud applause from everyone; without little Naruto's obstruction, little Sasuke also took the lead and gained the admiration of many little girls. .

The peaceful school life passed day by day, and soon ushered in the weekend autumn trip that everyone was thinking about.

On a tablecloth with floral flowers, the food brought by the children is placed everywhere. The little girls enjoy the beautiful scenery everywhere, and the little boys have many tricks, such as lying dead under the tree, walking the dog in the jungle, eating crazily, Confront each other.

"Iori, don't fish if you can't catch it. The skewers you brought will be enough for us to eat." Aburame Shino looked at the float that had not moved for a long time and said suddenly.

Hearing his kind reminder, Kyogami Iori's face suddenly darkened. She was not in a good mood after not catching fish for a long time. She angrily swung the fishing rod, picked up a few stones and stepped onto the lake.

shhhhh!

With a slight movement of his wrist, a few stones were thrown out as hidden weapons. After a few breaths, several river fish with their bellies turned over emerged from the water.

"It's over if you don't do it this way. You just sit there for a long time. It's a good thing you can sit still." Ino sneered presumptuously.

Kyogami Iori's face turned a little darker. He didn't want to talk to her and silently dealt with his catch.

Starting a fire and burning charcoal, as a senior chef, he was naturally the one in charge of cooking this autumn outing.

"Do you have any dreams?" During the chat, Ino asked this question for some reason.

"I want to become Hokage!" Naruto shouted.

"Pfft! I think you should change to a more realistic dream." Ino couldn't hold back, and the others also smiled.

"I will definitely become Hokage." Naruto didn't refute, just told his dream again, he didn't care about other people's ridicule, because he knew that someone would believe him.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help looking at Iori who was busy by the oven, Shikamaru who was lying in the shade doing nothing, and Choji who never stopped talking.

"Future Hokage-sama, the skewers are ready." Noticing his gaze, Kyogami Iori smiled slightly. This may be the shining point of Naruto, a pure and lifelong ideal.

"It doesn't matter to me whether I become a ninja or not. I want to be like my mother and open a flower shop with fragrance all year round. I can be surrounded by the fragrance of flowers at any time." Ino's face was full of longing.

"Where are you, Sasuke?" Little Naruto handed over a skewer of meat.

"Become a great ninja like your brother." Little Sasuke took over.

"As long as there is something to eat," Ding Ci said.

"What about you Shikamaru?"

"Like a white cloud, you don't have to think about anything." When Shikamaru talked about his dream, Xianyu's demeanor changed slightly, but not much.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't ask." Ino helplessly held her forehead.

The other children also talked about their ideals one after another, including Kiba who wanted to become Hokage like Naruto, and Sakura who hoped to find an ideal husband.

"What about you, Iori?"

At the end of the chat, everyone discovered that there was still one person who had not spoken about his ideals.

"Me?" Kyogami Iori carried a baking tray filled with meat skewers and walked to the children and sat down, thinking for a moment.

"I hope I can have more sweet dreams."

"I'm not from the same way, and I can't wear a pair of pants. No wonder the three of you play so well, and your relationship is salty fish." Ino was powerless to complain.

Jingshang Yizhi silently ate a mouthful of barbecue, and did not refute.

If he had sweet dreams every time, maybe by the time he graduated from the ninja school, he would have flown into the sky and stood shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Thinking about it this way, his dream has nothing to do with salted fish, right?He is simply a role model in the ninja world.

With such a great ideal, Jingshang Yizhi once again ushered in his dream.

……

This time he was surprised to find that he turned out to be a six-year-old child, no longer the bare-backed brat who fell to the ground in the past.

This feeling is very strange, like a sudden awakening, a memory suddenly appeared in my mind, a feeling that he is him, but he is not him, it is very strange.

Birthplace: Iron Country; Time: The end of the Second Ninja War; Identity: Wandering orphan.

It was a long-lost trip to a foreign country, he thought after clarifying his current situation.

I have dreamed many times, and this is the second time I dreamed about a country other than the Land of Fire. The last time was the Land of Rain.

The Kingdom of Iron is one of the few countries in the ninja world that has not established a ninja system, relying on warriors considered outdated by ninjas to maintain the country from invasion.

He stood looking at himself reflected in the lake. His face was a little yellow due to frequent lack of food. A few traces of blood oozed from the cloth wrapped around his arms. His clothes were ragged, and his toes naughtily poked out of his ill-fitting shoes. .

Is it because he gradually became familiar with dreaming? He has more control over himself in the dream.

It is no longer like the previous times, just relying on an influence similar to the subconscious to drive the dream's own actions.

Achieving a breakthrough from PC games to VR, he couldn't help but think about it.

He looked at the scabbard hanging on his waist with a piece of tattered cloth. This was the foundation of the wandering orphan's life, a broken blade obtained by picking up corpses.

He used the few dry food he had to satisfy his hunger, clenched his hand and cut off the blade, he was going to take revenge.

The reason why the original body appeared in this desolate place was because he was hunted down by a few hooligans who wanted to snatch Duan Ren.

Relying on his Jonin combat experience and Kage-level sword skills, he easily killed several ruffians who were chasing him with his sword.

Troubled times are full of dangers for ordinary people, but for those with a powerful heart, they are an opportunity.

In four years, relying on the extra memories in his head, he successfully fought his way through the chaotic Iron Kingdom. He was recruited by the Iron Kingdom's general Shanyi and began to learn the Iron Kingdom's chakra attachment techniques.

(End of this chapter)