Didi

Didi

The alarm clock rang in the dark room. Through the cracks in the curtains, only dim light could be seen. It would be some time before full dawn.

But the moment the alarm clock rang, the man opened his eyes from the bed and woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, his sleepiness completely disappeared.

Habitually, he stretched out his hand and pressed the alarm switch, and silence returned to the room.

The man started from the bed board, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, turned on the light in the bedroom, and started dressing.

After finishing putting on his clothes, the man walked to the mirror in the closet and looked carefully at his current image.

He had shoulder-length aqua blue hair, a handsome face, and his eyes were calm but sharp. But then, with a subconscious adjustment, the sharp color in his eyes disappeared and turned into a soft and friendly expression.

But this posture did not last long. The man seemed to have noticed something. He took out a kunai from his ninja bag, turned back and pointed the kunai in his hand to the corner of the room.

At some point, a young man several years younger than himself stood there.

The young man wore a pair of round-rimmed glasses and had a quiet and friendly temperament. He had a slight smile on his face and stood motionless staring at him.

"It's you, Kabuto. What's wrong with coming here so early?"

After the man recognized the person's identity, although he lowered his palm, he did not put away the kunai in his hand. He was obviously wary of the bespectacled young man.

"Don't be so cold. I just followed Orochimaru-sama's order and came here specifically to express my condolences to you. There is no problem with you being alone in today's arrangements, right, Mizuki?"

Kabuto called out the man's name.

Konoha Chuunin, currently working at Konoha Ninja School, is an elite teacher.

As if feeling the distrust in Kabuto's tone, Mizuki quickly frowned and said, "If you don't believe me, you can take over my task at any time. I don't feel safe working with someone like you."

"Don't get me wrong, we all do things for Lord Orochimaru, and many times we can't help ourselves. Moreover, Lord Orochimaru takes this matter very seriously. You are the most suitable candidate."

Kabuto said with a smile.

"Then don't talk nonsense here. I'm being watched by ANBU people right now. If you don't want to reveal your identity, don't stay too close to me."

"You know you are being watched by ANBU, but you still dare to act so boldly. As Lord Orochimaru said, you are a guy who likes to seek wealth in danger. However, I also remind you, don't think about betraying Lord Orochimaru, otherwise you understand your

What's the end result?"

"Oh, then I'd like to hear it."

Mizuki looked at Kabuto with a sneer.

"For example, I remember that you still have a fiancée in the village..."

laugh!

The kunai pierced the air and rested on Kabuto's neck.

Mizuki appeared in front of Kabuto, with a few hairs falling down.

Kabuto looked at Mizuki indifferently to the kunai on his neck.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean any harm, I just don't want you to do unnecessary things and end up implicating the people you value."

Kabuto looked at the cold murderous intent hidden in Mizuki's eyes and said this in a calm tone.

"Such words are not something someone like you should say."

Mizuki said coldly.

"Even spies like us who rely on deception to survive will still have things in their hearts that do not allow them to blaspheme. I can understand your situation because I have lost it, so for me now, Lord Orochimaru is

everything."

"I just need power, the power to make fools like Konoha regret it. I am not interested in your past. Orochimaru and I are only in a cooperative relationship. Don't try to order me with a superior-subordinate attitude."

Mizuki seemed to see through Kabuto's potential intention and sneered secretly in his heart.

"That's such a shame."

Kabuto pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the smile in his eyes disappeared, turning into a cold look, and he looked at Mizuki.

The recruitment failed. He thought to himself.

However, this is also expected.

It's just a pity to lose such a good chess piece.

After all, if Mizuki can complete this mission, his status in Orochimaru's mind will inevitably be improved and he will move closer to his trusted members.

This is also the reason why he came to win over the other party.

Whether it's coercion or playing the emotional card, it doesn't seem to have much effect.

We can only wait for opportunities to arise in the future.

After all, there are too many people under Orochimaru who want to challenge his position and work hard for Orochimaru.

If you don't recruit your own tribe as soon as possible, you might be secretly killed one day and become a stepping stone for others to advance.

This may be the charm of Lord Orochimaru. Kabuto couldn't help but smile.

Just his words and actions are enough to make people crazy and work for him.

The fanatical attitude of despising worldly bad habits and pursuing immortality and truth makes people want to rely on him.

"If you have nothing else to do, hurry up and get out of here before I can restrain my murderous intention towards you."

Mizuki put down the kunai and turned around with an indifferent attitude.

"Okay, then I wish you good luck. Don't forget to put your things in the designated place. You should know the consequences of failing the mission. That curse seal is a double-edged sword that will enhance the power you have always desired.

But it will also kill you."

Kabuto took a deep look at Mizuki's back, formed a seal with his hands, and turned into a cloud of white smoke and disappeared into Mizuki's room.

"What a nasty guy..."

It's not a personality incompatibility, but a professional conflict.

Being in the big dyeing vat of Konoha, I was already mentally exhausted.

As a result, he has to constantly compete with his "peers". Even he will have the idea of ​​​​abandoning all distracting thoughts, emptying his mind and relaxing.

"Also, this curse seal is neither the curse seal of heaven nor the curse seal of earth. This is the limit of my ability."

Mizuki touched the spot where the curse mark was on his body and showed a self-deprecating smile.

Orochimaru's curse seal can enhance the power of ninjas, but it also requires certain requirements for the quality of the 'sacrifice'.

If the quality is very high, you will be given two kinds of curse seals, heaven and earth.

If the quality is low, they will be given a semi-finished product with average amplification ability and a cursed seal with strong sequelae.

Unfortunately, he is the kind of ninja with very low talent.

Obviously he and Kakashi Hatake are about the same age, but the other person is already a big shot in power, while he can only live in old age in the ninja school.

Whenever I see a talented student in school, I can't help but feel jealous. Why is my talent so useless? There is neither family secrets nor blood inheritance limit...

As a teacher, Mizuki is well aware of the unfairness of this world.

Some of it comes down to luck, some comes down to human nature.

"well……"

It's not my style to be sentimental.

Mizuki has always been very clear-headed about what he desires.

Get ahead and become the best among people.

For this reason, he keeps climbing up. No matter whether he is jealous, hates genius, or is greedy for vanity in his heart, he just wants to work hard to climb up.

In this kind of world, only by constantly climbing up can we obtain a better life and dignity.

He enjoys the feeling of being supported by others.

No matter Konoha or Orochimaru, they will only be stepping stones on his way to promotion!

At this moment, Shuimu's heart was as firm as ever!

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"Good morning, Iruka."

"Good morning, Mizuki."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Mizuki arrived at his own office at the Ninja School and found that Iruka had already arrived early and was reading some student information there. He was probably worried about the students who were taking the graduation exam this morning.

So Mizuki came up and said hello.

Iruka is one of the few acquaintances he has a good relationship with, but unlike him who is uneasy with the status quo, Iruka seems to be very keen on his job as a teacher. Compared to other seemingly good people, Iruka is more favored by the school.

He is loved by his colleagues and students.

Although they were good friends, Mizuki was also jealous of Iruka.

Why is Iruka, who is weaker than himself, more popular than himself?
To be continued...