Uehara truly became a monster in Iwakuin Village, cleansing more than two dozen ninja families and killing many people who others thought were innocent, and even the children that Uehara saved began to speak ill of him.

It's hard to be a good person, but it's even harder to be a bad guy and a seemingly innocent passerby.

Ninjas share the same weal and woe with the ordinary people of the village, and the vast majority of civilian ninjas are also born in these ordinary families, and when ninjas hate some or someone, it almost means that the whole village is not far from this.

In the original book, the adults hated the little Naruto as a human pillar.,Gradually, this sense subtly affected the children.,Naruto in his childhood,Don't even have a companion.,It was really a miserable childhood.。

I had never seen snow like this, it had been raining for so many days and nights, and the first thing I had to do in the morning was to clear the snow and the roads needed to be cleaned again.

The air in the land is dry, which adds to the cold, and in the snowy world, the streets are full of thick snow that has not yet had time to be cleared, and it is creaking to step on.

A figure in a dark black cloak walked silently through the street, just as a cold wind blew through his pale hair under his hood. It seemed that he couldn't stand the erosion of the cold air, and the young man couldn't help but shiver, and tightened the already tightly wrapped cloak.

"Didn't anyone clear the snow?" Uehara frowned and glanced at the closed doors, and he muttered, somewhat dissatisfied, "What if an old grandmother falls?" ”

You must know that in the town of Peace, which was destroyed as soon as it was built, the stagnant water and fallen leaves there and even the inconspicuous little corners were cleaned by special personnel.

After walking a few more steps, Uehara's footsteps slowed down, and he heard something interesting.

Following the sound, Uehara hesitated for a moment and turned to another road at the fork in the road.

……

"Wow! We're almost done! ”

A child in a thick hooded coat and a mischievous bear cotton hat with a red face fluttered red, and he was excitedly showing off his achievements to his companions—neatly arranging rows and rows of finely crafted snowballs. It seems that he put his mind into it, and each snowball is very close to the shape of a ball.

"We're done too!" Somebody, a more naughty little guy was just wearing a single coat, shivering but not caring about it, he couldn't stop snorting, "That'...... Let's get started! ”

"Good!"

"Roar!!"

The noise exploded in an instant, and a contest between companions began.

In a village full of ninjas, even children have a remarkable tactical literacy.

There are stronger children who mainly attack, and they also know how to outflank and use the terrain to launch a counterattack, when a bear child throws three snowballs with one hand, and finally the snowballs arc around the big tree and finally smash on the head of a little imp who probes his brain, blinding Uehara's eyes.

"Wind Demons?" This is a half-abandoned training ground, and Uehara is hiding behind a large tree to observe.

After Kazegata's uncle, the little ghost Kazefu, graduated from the ninja school and began to officially embark on the ninja road, the ninja school in Iwakuin Village enrolled another batch of students.

Probably because of the gesture of Tsuchikage Onoki and the influence of a series of purge events in Uehara, the imps from the ninja family accounted for the vast majority of the new class of students. In the past, the ninja school in Iwakuin Village was mostly composed of descendants of civilian ninjas and some war orphans.

Another generation of newcomers began to grow up, and unconsciously, Uehara had gradually become a member of his uncle's generation, and Uehara thought with emotion.

Boom!

In the midst of his reverie, a snowball flew out of nowhere and smashed into Uehara's shoulder.

A little stunned came back to his senses, looking at the trees, the ground, and the big rocks were hiding cat ghosts, and Uehara realized that this place had also become a battlefield, and the transfer was really fast.

"Who is this guy?" Wind Demon Fierce Dou tossed the snowball in his hand while communicating with his companion blankly, "I...... Did we hit that guy? ”

With outsiders, snowballs are flying, and the fierce battle is coming to an abrupt end.

"Is it a snowball fight?" Uehara looked around and smiled brightly at the imps, he leaned down and grabbed a handful of snow and turned it into a small snowball with a few clicks, "Can I join?" ”

Want to have a snowball fight with an adult? The imps were silent for a moment.

"Liedou," Liedou was about to agree, but his companion touched him, "Do you see the red on that guy's clothes?" That spider...... Red spiders. ”

Reminded by his companions, the action of throwing snowballs stopped, and he thought of the story he heard before he came to the village, that there was a dark ninja who was even more terrible than demons in Iwakuin Village, and he slaughtered many ninja families, even children...... Before coming, the family warned that in addition to completing the necessary studies, he must not cause too much trouble, and Tsuchikage Onoki had plans to ban the privileges of the ninja family and suppress and eliminate the ninja family's efforts to cultivate civilian ninjas. It's a terrible sign, especially for those with spider red marks......

"Let me introduce myself. I don't know you, but you've heard of me, right? I'm the ...... of Uehara Earth."

"Run!!" A panicked chirp rang out after Uehara had finished introducing his name.

The screams were accompanied by a rain of snowballs that crackled and flew all over the sky.

"Everybody, get out of here! This is the monster that loves to kill small children! ”

Called a monster, this weird name made Uehara stunned, so much so that he didn't hide from the snowball that smashed on his windbreaker.

There is no dark and terrifying mask on his face, and there is no oil paint painted on the chaotic seven, why do you call yourself a monster? Uehara was puzzled.

The swift disappearance of the snowball's attack also disappeared quickly, and Uehara found a direction with the strongest firepower and followed the footprints.

Uehara has rich experience in tracking, and his speed is much faster than that of the imps, so after a while, the imps suspected of being the wind demon clan were blocked by Uehara.

"Very rude, little one." Uehara casually threw the snowball in his hand and smashed it on the trunk of the big tree, only a fist away from the head of the imp who was panting with his back against the big tree. "It's just the first time we've met, why do you call me a monster?"

"I'm not afraid of you!!" Although he was indeed taken aback, Wind Demon Fierce Dou still pretended to be calm and waved his fists to cheer himself up.

There was also a small snowball in his palm, and after holding it for too long, the snowball was about to melt, and to him, the small snowball seemed to be a ninja's shuriken.

Uehara decided to teach the imp who didn't know how to be polite a lesson, he lifted the hood of his trench coat and walked towards the imp who had lost his strength step by step with a cold face.

What an oppressive look that was, Wind Demon Fierce Fight only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and his limbs were getting stiffer and stiffer, he looked like a rookie Sasuke who was oppressed by the momentum of no longer slashing.

What do you do when you have one last weapon in your hand?

With a snap, the snowball hit Uehara's forehead straight on.

It was as if it was a signal, and the chaotic shouts created an atmosphere of battle, and it felt like facing a rain of shuriken in the midst of a snowball attack.

"Liedou, get out of here!"

The support of his companions came suddenly, and Lie Dou was clever, and his hands and feet regained consciousness, and he hurriedly jumped away.

"Phew!" Uehara spit out the snow foam that flew in his mouth, and he slowly combed his hair messed up by the scattered snowballs, and his tone was angry and funny, "Bastard little ghost, if you smash me again, you will be beaten." ”

A group of imps led by Wind Demon Fierce Fight, look at me, I'll look at you, there are companions who have already gone to call Vanilla Teacher, beaten, is there such a thing?? They all threw the snowballs in their hands......