Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

Miss Rico felt the boy's attentiveness and consideration. She closed her eyes slightly and enjoyed this rare moment of peace.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a smile, which was an appreciation and gratitude for the boy. She said softly: "You are really considerate. Thank you."

The boy raised his head, looked at Miss Rico's smile, and said softly: "So my vacation..."

In the afternoon, the sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the bluestone road in the town, creating a mottled effect.

Ani stood in front of the flower shop on the corner, her face filled with anticipation and nervousness. From time to time, she looked down at the bouquet in her hands, which she had carefully selected in the hope of giving him a surprise.

Menma arrived as promised, he walked up to Ani and gently took the bouquet, the fragrance of the flowers made him feel even happier.

The two walked side by side on the street, chatting and sharing each other's daily lives, although most of the time it was Menma who spoke one-sidedly.

The sunlight shone on them, as if covering them with a golden halo. When they came to the river, the water was as green as jade and sparkling.

Come to think of it, every time Annie meets up with Reiner and Bertolt and exchanges information, the differences between them can be seen.

Ani was clean, radiant, and his fingers were not stained with dirt...

Reiner and Bertolt are always wearing ragged, dirty clothes, like refugees...

Ani had offered to help them with their lives financially, but Reiner always refused her, saying, "The overall situation is important, don't reveal your identity."

As time went by, Ani seemed to be getting more and more addicted to this kind of life.

She would unconsciously think...

If only time would stop right now...

If only I were from here...

But can this beautiful dream continue like this?

That night, Ani had a nightmare.

In the dream, Menma knew her identity.

He questioned her: "Why did you do this? Who the hell are you?"

He insulted her: "You are the executioner who killed hundreds of thousands of people! You monster!"

Draw a knife on her.

The moonlight filtered through the window lattice, sprinkling mottled light onto the girl's fair face. Her brows were furrowed, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was carrying a thousand pounds of pressure.

Finally, Ani woke up.

She opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were full of fear and confusion...

She sat on the bed, her hands tightly grasping the quilt, her chest rising and falling rapidly...

Her face was pale, like porcelain in the moonlight, so fragile that it made people feel distressed, and tears were gleaming in her eyes, as if she had just escaped from an endless darkness...

After a while, her heartbeat gradually calmed down, but the fear was engraved on her heart like a brand.

She looked around. The familiar room seemed so strange in the night. Every corner seemed to hide unknown fears...

With trembling hands, she gently touched the cold edge of the bed, trying to regain a trace of warmth in reality...

The wind outside the window blew gently, causing the curtains to sway gently and making a slight rustling sound.

The sound was particularly clear in the silent night, causing the girl's heart to tighten again.

She closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm the fear in her heart.

After a long time, her breathing finally returned to normal, and the fear slowly dissipated into the night.

She gently stroked her chest, feeling the relief and peace of having escaped from the nightmare.

In a few days, it will be the day for recruitment and registration for the 104th Training Corps.

This is the information Sasha and Allen had obtained: there are about 400 trainees in each training session, and it is not easy to get a top ten result among them.

Allen doesn't care about the ranking, he wants to join the Survey Corps to take revenge on the Titans...

Although Armin has other purposes, he is also going to the Survey Corps...

Sasha wants to go to the garrison and stay with Menma...

Only Mikasa was very conflicted.

Mikasa hopes that Menma can persuade Eren and begs him to persuade Eren to give up revenge on the Titans.

However, Menma replied: "The most precious thing in life is life. We only have one life. A person's life should be spent in this way: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed of doing nothing."

"In this way, when he is dying, he can say: My entire life and all my energy have been dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world, fighting for the liberation of mankind."

Mikasa was speechless.

She didn't understand the meaning of such a grand thing, it was just like a religion. Moreover, having been in contact with Menma since childhood, she didn't think that Menma was such a noble person, otherwise he would not have joined the garrison corps.

"lie......"

"fraud......"

"Do you want to watch Eren and Armin die?" Mikasa asked.

"Respect it, it's people's free will," Menma replied.

Such high-sounding words made Mikasa even more angry.

Mikasa said in a sarcastic tone, "So you stayed in the safe garrison, is that so?"

"Yes." Menma nodded without making any excuses, "If you say it is, it is spicy. I won't refute it."

He completely pissed Mikasa off.

Before Menma could react, Mikasa's fist was already at Menma's face.

This is Ani's home. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting patches of light into the room.

Menma sat quietly beside the bed, with some bruises and scratches on his face, but his eyes were firm and deep. He endured the pain silently, unwilling to show the slightest weakness.

Well, that's it.

"Oh, ah, it hurts, damn Mikasa, she actually lied and attacked me by surprise, she has no martial ethics."

At this moment, the door opened gently, and a girl as cold as an iceberg walked in, bringing a fresh breath to the room.

This was originally her room.

Ani walked up to Menma, didn't say anything, just silently opened the medicine box in his hand and took out the ointment and gauze.

Her movements were gentle and skillful, as if she had experienced this scene countless times. She applied ointment to the boy and then bandaged the wound with gauze.

During this process, Ani's eyes never left Menma's face.

An inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, it was concern, worry, and an imperceptible tenderness.

She wanted to ask what was going on, but when the words came to her lips, they turned into silent sighs.

Even if I asked, this guy wouldn't tell me, right?

Let's just ask...

"Who is Mikasa?" Ani asked.

"Ahhh, I fell down by myself. It has nothing to do with her." Menma insisted, "How could anyone beat me? Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Ani had roughly guessed what was going on.

She had already constructed the picture in her mind...

Finally, Ani applied the medicine to Menma. She whispered, "Okay, be careful next time." Then she turned and left to put the medicine box back to its original place.

The surface is calm and there is no ripple.

Actually...

Ani's emotions were surging.

Her heartbeat was as rapid as a drum, and each beat was like a heavy hammer hitting her chest. Her thoughts were like fallen leaves swept by the wind, fluttering in the air...

Her heart was filled with anger, worry, and helplessness. These emotions were surging in her heart like a volcano about to erupt...

What is this feeling?

She doesn't know either.

It's just like......

I was so good to this man that I couldn't bear to hit him, but I was beaten by someone else.

Not happy, very unhappy.

337 Historia's Heartbreak: Seeing Menma and Annie Together

Mikasa stood in front of the window, gazing into the distance with deep eyes. Her heart was like the unpredictable clouds outside the window, full of complex emotions.

Thinking back to that day when she impulsively hit the face, Mikasa felt an indescribable guilt in her heart.

She knew she shouldn't use violence to solve problems.

Afterwards, when Armin learned about this, he said, "Isn't this a bit too much, Mikasa?"

Mikasa lowered her head in disappointment.

The outspoken Eren cheered for Mikasa.

"Good fight!" He excitedly pumped his fist twice, "I should have taught him a lesson a long time ago."

Mikasa felt even more lost.

Armin reminded him, "Alan, don't forget that we can live in the Trost District now because of Menma. Mr. Braus doesn't have the money to let us live in the Trost District for a long time."

"Besides, it was Mr. Braus who took us in at that time."

"If it weren't for Mr. Braus, we might have been sent outside the wall."

Alan felt a little guilty...

Yes, whether it's their living expenses or rent here, it's all paid by Menma, not to mention the grace of taking them in...

But Alan was still not convinced, because he was thinking...

Even so, it was his father who had done Mr. Brown a favor first.

"I know, I know." Allen said confidently, "I'll pay him back when the time comes."

But Armin's words have changed Eren's position.

Allen said to Mikasa with a serious face: "Mikasa, you really went too far. No matter what, you can't do it. Well, go and apologize to that guy."

Armin said: "Anyway, let's not tell Sasha about this for now."

"Just apologize to Menma next time you see him. I don't think Menma will mind."

He tried to bring closure to the incident.

Eren nodded, indicating that Armin's brain was still the better one.

But is Mikasa really willing to apologize?

Looking back on that time, anger and disappointment had made her lose her mind.

But as she watched the young man fall to the ground in pain, her heart ached, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.

He taught me the strength to survive in a cruel world...

He saved himself in this cruel world...

However, Mikasa also understood that the guy was not innocent.

His words and his actions always made her feel deeply disappointed and heartbroken.

She had expected him...

To think he could reciprocate my feelings...

But reality forced her to face the cruel fact that the boy did not meet her expectations.

This complex emotion put Mikasa in deep conflict.