Naruto: I get stronger by drawing lots

Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and Ying, who was beside him, sprang up and rushed straight towards Minato Namikaze.

Minato Namikaze naturally assumed a fighting stance.

What should have happened next was a battle between Ying and Minato Namikaze, but Xiao stopped it all.

While Ying wasn't paying attention, Xiao reached out and knocked her unconscious just as she started to move.

Minato Namikaze stood by, staring blankly.

Ying's body fell silently to the ground. Xiao gently caught her, then drew his kunai and stabbed it at Ying.

Minato Namikaze reacted quickly and rushed over to stop Sho.

However, time did not permit it.

Blood splattered as Xiao's kunai fell, but it was unexpected by Minato Namikaze.

It wasn't meant to kill. Xiao's kunai lightly cut a wound on Ying's neck. Xiao didn't stop and continued. With a flick of his kunai, he picked out a small black ball from Ying's neck.

At that moment, the small sphere began to fluctuate with chakra.

Xiao threw Ying towards Minato Namikaze and then lunged in the opposite direction.

All of this was done in a very short time.

boom!

An explosion rang out silently. Minato Namikaze instinctively shielded Yingxian, and was thrown into the air by the force of the blast.

"That guy!"

Senjui, standing to the side, immediately revealed a fierce expression, glaring angrily at Minato Namikaze. Unfortunately, Jiraiya was also there, so he couldn't go anywhere.

"Xiao!"

Minato Namikaze put Hotaru down and immediately ran towards the center of the explosion.

When Minato Namikaze ran over, this is what he saw:

Xiao's body was injured in the explosion, half of his body was burned, and one of his hands was gone. He lay on the ground quietly.

"Xiao!"

Minato Namikaze ran over, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Cough cough."

Xiao coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and then smiled.

"Kill me."

"Or I'll kill you."

The blond boy spoke in a childish voice to his blood relative who was standing close to him.

"That's wonderful, such pure talent."

"Why is the world like this? You already exist, so why was I born?"

With his last bit of strength, the boy tried to lift the kunai in his only hand toward the person in front of him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do this simple thing.

Not only did he fail to lift it, but he also let go in one breath.

"I see."

"It seems I won't be able to fulfill that wish."

The moisture dripped onto his face, and the boy gave a weak laugh.

"Why are you crying! You clearly know nothing about us, you've never even met."

"I'm so unwilling to give up. Just this last time, I'll ask you for a favor."

"Take good care of Ying, brother."

The boy smiled brightly, like a little sun, just like Minato Namikaze standing in front of him.

"Thanks--"

Chapter 112: The Sky

"Xiao, your name is Xiao."

This was the first sentence Xiao heard in this world; it was very gentle and warm.

Her long blonde hair, her tired face, and her gentle gaze filled with tenderness, her eyes, which shone with a faint light, were filled with a small figure. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, carrying a doting smile.

Xiao often recalls her face in his mind; she is always so gentle and always so strong.

"Xiao is very sensible, a very thoughtful child."

That was her self-praise, but she couldn't remember when it was. It was something that happened unconsciously. Xiao didn't have any pleasant memories; she could only rack her brains to squeeze out those images.

Xiao has a mother and a father. His father is fierce, tall and strong, like a monster, while his mother is very gentle, like a fairy.

When Xiao turned one, she gained a companion. She was very cute and her name was Ying. She was a gift from her mother.

"Xiao, you must protect your little sister well."

My mother's tired face always wore that smile, as bright as the sun that would never go out.

Xiao was still young then and couldn't understand what tear stains were, nor could he understand the deep weariness emanating from her eyes.

Xiao only knew that his life was intertwined with this little girl named Ying, a treasure he would protect with everything he had.

It was from this moment that the man she was to call her father began to train Xiao, and Xiao began to grasp the cold kunai.

Whenever Xiao showed any sign of resistance, the man would give Xiao a severe beating, and he would even scold her mother.

"Damn it, the kid I gave birth to can't even learn to obey."

Xiao heard her mother's faint screams and her father's shouts—

His instinctive reaction made him start to obey, obediently following his father's words, even though he didn't understand why those voices were there.

The smile Xiao saw most often was her mother's smile—always strong, always full of happiness, always radiant.

The sounds Xiao heard most often were his mother's cries and screams, weak and faint, like water dripping accidentally; you wouldn't hear them if you weren't paying attention.

Xiao knew early on what cruelty was like, and he tried to share in that cruelty himself.

My younger sister Ying also started touching kunai when she was a little over one year old. Xiao would always try his best to prevent his father's punishment from falling on his sister.

Besides this, Xiao began to perform better and better in every aspect, especially under his father's orders, he did everything he could to do better, because that way his mother wouldn't be bullied by his father.

Mom would often show Xiao pictures of his older brother, who was just as small as his little sister was back then.

Mom said his name is Minato Namikaze, he is Xiao's older brother, and he is like Xiao, someone who will protect Xiao and Ying.

At that moment, Xiao muttered a complaint to himself:

Why hasn't the older brother come to protect them yet?

But in the end, it was all in vain.

When she was four years old, her mother passed away. Before she died, she was still talking about her brother. Her younger sister, Ying, also started to act strangely and became obsessed with what her father said.

Xiao has never been good with words since childhood; he simply stays by Ying's side and protects her.

Xiao can't speak, he only knows how to express himself through actions.

"Take good care of your little sister."

Xiao put his words into action—

The sensible child, with the brightest smile, went to his favorite mother and gently took out his most treasured possession, handing it to the person in the world he could rightfully rely on.

With only one hand hanging down, Xiao wore the purest smile on her dirty face. Her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Minato Namikaze grabbed his hand, which still retained a trace of warmth.

He gritted his teeth, a rare expression on Minato Namikaze's face, his anger evident in his eyes.

"Drowning in a Thousand Waters!"

Minato Namikaze shouted, and the sound could probably be heard within a hundred meters.

But it was all too late.

The person he was talking about had already slipped away, and looking back, only Jiraiya was left standing there.

Minato Namikaze gripped her hand slightly, but quickly released it again.

It wouldn't be good if I hurt the person in my hand.

This is what Minato Namikaze was thinking.

Jiraiya also came to his side, quietly watching Minato Namikaze and Sho.

"In order to control the two, Qian Shuini implanted a small chakra bomb in their bodies, and the girl was even slightly confused by genjutsu."

Jiraiya shared his information; given his experience, it wasn't surprising that he knew some things.

To make someone obey, simply hold onto their most precious possession; this is an age-old truth.

Both of them had bombs implanted, so it was virtually impossible for them to both survive.

Given the speed of the explosion, its stealth, and the fact that it occurred day and night among people who could be easily detonated, escaping would be no easy feat.

"This child may have planned this all along."

Jiraiya shook his head.

Jiraiya's words weren't without merit. Such a small size, yet it was able to be found and taken out in an instant. Judging from the speed just now, Xiao had indeed planned it all along.

He knew he was doomed, so he made all the necessary preparations and was just waiting for an opportunity to save his sister.

Minato Namikaze grabbed Xiao's hand, pulled it away, and then hooked his little finger with his own.

"It's a promise, little sister. I will protect you, just like I protect you."

As Minato Namikaze spoke, he seemed to sense it; the hand, which had clearly lost its warmth, suddenly transmitted a trace of strength through its weak little finger.

The wind blew gently, bringing with it the boy's gentleness since childhood, and also taking away the boy who had always been gentle.

"Xiao, this is your older brother."