The Truth Isn't Asked For

Inside the room, Nen closed the diary and stood up again, leaning against the wall.

His eyes drooped, a mix of dejection and impulsiveness engulfing him, his body immersed inch by inch in this complex and surging emotion, like a sea with undulating waves, sometimes sinking into the deep sea with the currents, and sometimes stirring up monstrous waves.

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart before he saw the diary.

Because the name "Uchiha Kagami" had been told to him by his predecessor a long time ago.

But he didn't understand, and couldn't figure out, why the genius Ninja, who once possessed both the Mangekyo Sharingan and the power of the Wooden Style, and inherited the precious power of the Uchiha and Senju Clan at the same time, had become a deserter in the mouths of the clan and the target of verbal criticism in the village?

What on earth had he done to incur the wrath of both gods and men?

Uchiha Nen took a deep breath, rubbed his sore nose, and suppressed all his emotions.

He said softly to Tsunade, "Why did you tell me this?"

"I... I just think that this matter is strange inside and out."

Tsunade clenched her snow-white fist and said firmly, "My parents taught me since I was a child that even if I can't become a great Ninja like my grandfather, I must have justice in my heart and love the world. If your father was really a hero who commanded the battlefield, even if he eventually sacrificed himself on the battlefield, then why should you, as the son of a hero, live so... so..."

She carefully glanced at Nen's expression, and with the help of the flickering light, she could see his red eyes and a pair of moist and cold Sharingan.

"If there is a misunderstanding, everyone can clarify it, but if there is really some conspiracy in this matter, I will also stand up for you and make the truth known to the world!" Tsunade walked up to him with a firm tone.

"After all, you are also a genius who inherited the power of Wooden Style and Sharingan. As a princess, I will never allow such injustice to happen to you."

Nen suddenly smiled, "So, if I had always been an ordinary little transparent person, a mediocre person with nothing to recommend him, Princess Tsunade would probably not have stood up, right?"

"This..." Tsunade opened her mouth, a little embarrassed.

She wanted to refute, but she was indeed attracted by Nen's Wooden Style talent.

If Nen had still maintained the level of the Ninja Academy during the Hell Valley Mission, he would not have entered her field of vision at all, let alone have everything today.

"Sure enough, strength is the foundation of mastering the right to speak." Nen thought silently, "The predecessor's words are indeed the truth."

"Tsunade, I thank you for this matter. Can I have this diary and photos?" Nen showed a pleading look, "This may be my only memory of my father."

"This..." Tsunade hesitated, but looking at the other party's earnest and pitiful expression, she couldn't bear it after all, and could only nod her head, "Okay, then don't spread it out. After I go back, I will continue to investigate the truth."

She immediately prepared to leave, walked to the door and picked up her shoes, and put them on her feet lightly.

"By the way, don't tell anyone about my visit to you tonight for the time being. Before the truth is clear, I don't want to alert the enemy." Tsunade instructed.

"I'm sorry..." Nen carefully put away the photos and diary, his eyes changing, "You seem to have been exposed."

"What!" Tsunade was shocked, her jade face with a little doubt.

She had obviously avoided all the guards, but how was she exposed?

Nen sighed softly, "Since I met Lord Hokage and Danzo-sama during the day, my room has been full of eyes at all times."

"This..." Tsunade suddenly remembered that Nen was still an excellent sensory Ninja!

Perhaps because the aura of Wooden Style was too strong, she subconsciously ignored his sensory ability.

"It would have been better if you hadn't come, but now that you've come, things have changed. It's unknown what these people will do when you leave." Nen shook his head, "But I don't blame you, because I didn't know anything about my father until today."

"No, no, I'll go out and tell them to stop." Tsunade subconsciously wanted to push the door, her hand on the doorknob.

"No."

Nen immediately said, "If you really want to find out the truth, then don't do anything, go out normally, and come home normally."

"Why?" Tsunade was a little anxious, feeling that her rash actions had implicated Nen.

"Sometimes, the truth isn't asked for." Nen moved his shoulders, a warm-up before the battle, "Actually, I'm also very curious about what the people outside will do, and their reaction will explain everything to me."

"Idiot, you could be in danger!" Tsunade glared, "The things I brought out are top secrets! If they find out, they definitely won't spare you."

"The more dangerous my situation, the more it proves the trickery behind this matter." Nen slightly raised his eyes and said softly, "Tsunade, thank you, but you should leave."

Tsunade was helpless, but after all, this was Nen's own choice, and she had no position to insist on her own way, and besides, she had already acted rashly once, and she didn't want to pit Nen a second time.

"You... be careful." She pushed the door open, and the slightly cool air at night seeped into her nose, making her shiver.

She glanced around slightly, not knowing why, before she came she felt that there was no one around, but now she felt that the dark corners were full of obscure gazes, like a dense spider web, staring at her, making her whole body hairy.

At this moment, Nen's faint voice came from the room.

"Go forward, don't look back."

Tsunade pursed her lips and left the Uchiha Clan Territory without looking back.

The long night was endless, and for the first time in her life, she felt that the village did not always seem to be full of sunshine and hope.

The moonlight was like water, scattering across the earth, plating a thin layer of silver light on this low room.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of knocking on the door rang again.

"Who is it?"

"We are Ninja of 'Root', subordinates of Lord Danzo."

A low voice came from outside the door: "Uchiha Nen, Lord Danzo has taken a fancy to your potential, from today onwards, you are a Ninja of Root."

The second voice followed: "People of Root have no name, no emotion, no past, and no future, only tasks in their hearts, they are the roots that support the great tree of Hidden Leaf Village, deeply rooted in the earth... everything must obey Lord Danzo's Will, come out now, we will take you to Root to accept your identity."

After a moment of silence, Nen said, "It sounds like I don't have the right to refuse?"

"Either join Root, or... die!"

A sharp whistling sound cut through the air, and the doorknob was cut off in response. The moment the door opened wide, four people in tight clothes and colored masks rushed into the room.

The leader was burly, and his fan-like Big Hand pressed the panicked Nen to the floor, his knuckles exerting force, as if he could crush his skull with a single thought.

"Be obedient, maybe we can still become colleagues."

"Hahahaha..." At this time, Nen chuckled, "It seems... things are far more complicated than I thought..."

The others exchanged surprised glances, wondering what was wrong with this kid.

Suddenly, Nen turned into a cloud of scattered white smoke with a 'peng' sound, and flames ignited in several corners of the room.

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