Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

She regretted her impulsiveness and was disappointed with Menma's slowness. She didn't know how to face herself or how to face Menma.

The moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkling in the quiet room.

Mikasa hid alone in the corner of the room, her back looking lonely and desolate in the faint moonlight.

She hugged her knees tightly with her hands and buried her head deeply between her legs, as if trying to bury the pain and self-blame in her heart in this way.

Her shoulders were shaking slightly; she was crying silently. Her tears fell like beads from a broken string, one by one onto her knees and wetting her clothes.

Her voice was suppressed tightly in her throat, with only a slight sob leaking out.

She closed her eyes, trying to use the darkness to cover up the pain in her heart.

In the dead of night, Mikasa sat alone in the living room, thinking about this.

"Um, Mikasa, you're not asleep yet!" This was Sasha's voice. She rubbed her eyes drowsily and muttered, "Um, by the way, is there anything to eat?"

Mikasa looked at Sasha with complicated eyes.

In Mikasa's deep inner world, Sasha's existence is like a dazzling flame, and every leap creates waves on the calm lake of her heart.

The jealousy towards Sasha was like a wild beast lurking in the darkness, growling and roaring from time to time, tearing at her reason and emotions.

She was jealous of Sasha...

Whenever she saw Sasha and Menma talking and laughing, the pain in her heart surged like a tide.

That boy was the light in her heart, the sustenance of her soul, and the starting point of her dream...

However, now he is Sasha's family.

Can not accept......

I can't understand...

Mikasa's heart was filled with resentment and anger. She didn't understand why Menma chose to be Sasha's family instead of her.

She obviously met him before Sasha...

Know him better, care about him more...

More willing to give everything for him.

However, the reality was so cruel, and Menma was determined to shatter all her expectations and fantasies.

She tried to suppress her inner jealousy and tried to convince herself with reason.

However, whenever she saw Sasha, she would remember how close Sasha and Menma were, and the anger in her heart would burn again.

She began to doubt her own value and the meaning of her existence...

She felt like an abandoned orphan, lonely and helpless...

Mikasa stood up and said, "I'll get it for you," and walked towards the kitchen.

Sasha, who was a thick-skinned man, didn't notice anything unusual.

In fact, Ani has a very good relationship with Sasha. Knowing that Sasha is Menma's sister, she let go of her hostility and vigilance towards Sasha.

Ani was very kind to Sasha and often invited her to her home to taste her cooking (poison testing/bushi). Sasha never had any resistance to food.

That day, Ani invited Sasha to his home as usual.

Compared to when he first moved in, Ani's home is now filled with a cozy atmosphere. The sunlight shines through the half-open windows onto the neat table, adding a bit of warmth to this quiet afternoon, as if this symbolizes the change in Ani's mental state.

She stood in front of the stove in the kitchen, busy preparing various ingredients. Her skillful movements showed her love for cooking.

At Ani's invitation, Sasha came to this little house full of life.

She sat on the sofa in the living room, and Ani chatted with Sasha from time to time.

"Sasha, try this sauce. I just made it. Let's see how it tastes." Ani walked into the living room with a small dish of sauce and handed it to Sasha.

Sasha took the sauce, tasted it, and his eyes were full of happiness: "Hmm! It tastes really good! Ani, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Ani heard this and a smile appeared on his face.

"Of course, I also practiced for a long time."

Then, seemingly casually, Ani asked, "By the way, Sasha, how have you been lately? Is there anything new you want to share with me?"

Sasha put down the sauce dish and talked about his recent situation.

Ani listened and analyzed the information silently in his mind.

She seemed to be chatting, but in fact she was trying to extract information.

Her topic gradually turned to the people around Sasha. Sasha did not realize Ani's intention and was still immersed in this warm friendship, sharing every detail of his life without reservation.

Although Ani was busy on the surface, in her heart, she was silently analyzing every word of Sasha, trying to find the information she wanted.

Now she has mastered this information.

Mikasa Ackerman is the black-haired girl next to Sasha and living with her...

Mikasa is very skilled and good at fighting...

Ani continued to ask: "Have Menma and Mikasa had any conflicts recently?"

"Contradiction?" Sasha poked her chin lightly with her finger and tried hard to recall, but it seemed very difficult for her.

The chat atmosphere just created made her stop thinking about

"like......"

"like......"

"like......"

"Hmm, I figured it out."

"It seems like they are always arguing about which corps to join? Survey Corps or Garrison Corps, what a mess."

Ani tempted her to continue talking.

Sasha, who was innocent, also told him everything she knew: Eren and Armin wanted to join the Survey Corps, Eren didn't like Menma being stationed in the Corps, Mikasa didn't want Eren to join the Survey Corps, and hoped Menma would persuade Eren...

"That makes sense," Ani murmured.

"Hey, what did you say?" Sasha asked.

Ani shook his head and said, "Nothing." Then he changed the subject by saying that "the food is ready."

Sasha munched on the meat and bread.

Ani continued to extract information from her and asked, "Speaking of which, have you really decided to join the training corps?"

Sasha nodded.

In this way, Ani was sure...

In this way, I will meet Mikasa in the training corps...

Just teach her a lesson right there, Ani thought.

Annie Leonard, her original companions included Marseille Galliard in addition to Reiner and Bertolt.

Marseille was the captain of the mission team, but he was eaten by a giant on the way.

Now, logically speaking, Reiner, who insisted on continuing the mission, is the leader of this mission team.

But......

At this point, it was almost always Ani who did all the work.

But every time Ani gathers intelligence, she recalls the nightmare, which serves as a constant reminder.

Bertolt always said, "Reiner hasn't been in a good mood lately."

But......

Isn't she like this?

There are two days left before the training corps starts recruiting personnel.

In the bustling street, Ani was like a lonely ice sculpture, standing quietly in front of the vegetable stall. Her eyes were empty and deep, as if she was looking for distant memories through layers of fog.

Her face was as white as jade, revealing an inhuman coldness.

There seemed to be endless sorrow and loneliness hidden between his brows, but they were tightly wrapped in ice, making it impossible to peek into his heart.

Ani's golden hair fluttered gently in the breeze, without a trace of warmth. The noise around her seemed to be blocked out by her, and she was immersed in an atmosphere of loneliness and silence.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came, "Ani, you are here."

Ani's eyes trembled slightly, as if awakened by this breath. She turned slowly and focused her eyes on Menma in front of her. The cold breath dissipated a lot in an instant.

Menma and Ani started talking like this.

Little did they know that this scene was being watched by two girls in the dark.

The petite blonde girl hid quietly in the shadows, her eyes fixed on the pair of figures in the distance, her heart filled with bitterness.

The pain seemed to tear her heart apart...

She covered her chest tightly with her hands. There seemed to be a huge hole there, and cold wind kept pouring in, making her feel cold.

She lowered her head, trying not to let the tears fall, but the sadness in her heart surged like a tide, making her unable to resist.

She leaned against the wall, her body trembling slightly, as if she would fall down at any moment.

The golden hair flickered faintly in the darkness, but that light could not dispel the haze in her heart.

Yes, this is Christa, and she has come to the Trost District.

That was two weeks ago. After finding no trace of Menma, Historia had lost the courage to live.

On the path, Ymir followed closely behind the blonde girl.

"Hrista, you really want to go to the Trost District? Do you really want to join the training corps? Even if you join the training corps, other districts are also fine, right?"

Helista ignored Ymir and walked ahead on his own, heading towards the Trost District.

Her gaze was firm.

However, after arriving in the Trost District, she got an unexpected surprise.

The genius boy of the garrison, the golden flash wandering in the sky, the friendly neighbor, the justice partner...

That's what people call him.

However, more often than not, people call him by his real name: Menma Brown in formal occasions.

When Christa saw the familiar figure with her own eyes, her tears couldn't help but well up.

God, are you still caring for me?

That's what she would think in her heart.

Time returns to the present.

"I've told you before, Christa, this guy has already forgotten you. Don't bother with him anymore." Ymir emphasized, "He has already abandoned us."

However, even if Ymir said so, Hrista would not believe her.

She still clearly remembered what Menma had said to her...

"Listen carefully, from now on, you are my slave."

That was the first time she felt the meaning of living...

"Well, you're cute and you speak so sweetly, don't be so self-deprecating! I really like you!"

That was the first time she felt loved...

Christa murmured to himself: "No, no, no..."

However, the truth is indeed cruel, just as Ymir said.

During these three years, Menma had actually long forgotten about Historia and put her out of his mind completely.

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