Chapter 105

“Not sure, at least I didn’t find the kid’s mother in the genealogy.”

Tsunade replied helplessly.

The reason for her return, isn’t it because of Wood Style that suddenly appeared!

That was once her grandfather, Konoha’s First Generation, Konoha’s creator, and all the power of the god of Ninja world.

Now suddenly appearing, and still appearing on a little ghost of the Uchiha clan, how can she not be anxious?

This is not only a Uchiha.

More likely to be her people!

“Grandpa’s cells have always been in Konoha Hospital. I went to check them. There were no traces of missing or stolen.”

“And grandpa’s cell vitality is too strong, and it is impossible for a kid to transplant successfully, let alone… Wood Style.”

Another cup of sake was poured into my stomach, and Tsunade’s tone was indescribable and distressed.

Finally found a little guy who might be a tribe.

It happens to be Uchiha…

It just happened to be a betrayal!

“Damn it!”

“Damn it!”

With a clenched fist, Tsunade instinctively wanted to vent, but he restrained it forcibly.

The Jiraiya next to him retreated silently, his eyelids beating frantically, and he was relieved until he confirmed that Tsunade had no signs of doing it.

“I understand your mood…”

“However, this little guy is likely to be the son of prophecy.”

“I’m 90% sure of this.”

Jiraiya’s tone is very determined, but the look in his eyes… is somewhat sad.

He once thought he had found the son of prophecy.

A child with the eyes of an immortal, he taught him, gave him the ability to survive, and… his forbearance.

Unexpectedly.

It didn’t take long for those little guys to die on the battlefield…

Over the years, he has never stopped searching for the son of prophecy.

But what he didn’t notice was… he didn’t know why, he always stayed away from Konoha intentionally or unintentionally.

As if this prophetic son would never appear in Konoha…

His wish is that ninjas can understand each other and there will be no war.



Went to Uchiha’s oldest ancestral hall, and then walked out desperately…

…….. ….. …….

Ordinary people may not understand where this child’s Mangekyō came from.

But what about a child who is confused about his past and future?

“After all, it’s all my fault…”

The worries and guilt in my heart came to Ultimate, Tsunade simply threw away the empty wine glass and started drinking heavily into the sake bottle.

“If it wasn’t for me to be too weak, Isshin wanted to escape…”

“There is someone who can tell this kid!”

“Boy…You are not the only Senju…”

The voice is getting smaller and smaller, and at the end, Tsunade’s voice is only choked…

Only distress left in Jiraiya’s eyes.

He wanted to pat Tsunade on the back and comforted a few words softly, but…

He dare not.

I don’t know where to start.

After a long time, his gaze returned to where he came from.

That tall building.

“Tsunade, it’s not your fault.”

“But… we should also make up our minds.”

…………………

the other side.

A certain Uchiha walking in a dark place suddenly sneezed.

“Fuck?”

“My Sage Body will catch a cold too?!”

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . seven.

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