Chapter 323 The Man Who Spied on Fate

"Ginka - hey, wait for me -" After saying goodbye to everyone, Kurama Rongma caught up with Kurama Ginka and put her arm around her shoulders, "I'm talking to you, why are you so petty? That's a volume of ninjutsu that has been developed through practice. You should be happy to receive such a good gift, right?"

Kurama Ginka just turned her head to the side upon hearing this, and rubbed her eye sockets with her arm again, leaving a water stain. After a while, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "I know."

"Is that so?" Kurama Rongwu smiled easily, "You also know that Ling is different from others. He really cares about you and truly treats you as a sister--"

"I don't need it!" Kurama Ginka's voice, which had originally calmed down, became shrill again, "I don't need this kind of concern! I can live well on my own! And he's already in that state, why would he care about others! It's hard for him to even take care of himself!"

Kurama Yoshino, who had just come over to listen to the fun, was stunned. After a moment of expression, he slowly stepped forward and spoke carefully, "That's not right, is it? You were almost cut in half a few days ago. According to Uchiha customs, it is common for the strong to care for the weak. You don't have to feel humiliated and run out crying because of a little concern, right?"

Kurama Ginka choked up and glared at him angrily, "Get lost!"

"Hello."

Knowing that there was no excitement to watch and that he might get into trouble, Kurama Yoshino left very decisively.

The smile on Kurama Rongmai's face spread a little, "Look, Yoshino knows that it's not appropriate to get angry with an Uchiha, not to mention that the Uchiha really cares about you - a heroine who dares to compete with me for a position shouldn't be so childish, right?"

Kurama Ginka turned her head away again, apparently intending to continue her anger.

"Sure enough, our little Yinhua still cares a lot~"

"I don't!"

"Really?" Kurama Rongwu's smile faded slightly, and her bright peach blossom eyes narrowed, making it difficult to tell her emotions. "Then there's no need to be angry, right? After all, he's just someone who doesn't care at all~"

Kurama Ginka choked up for a moment, and just raised her hand again to wipe her eyes hard.

"If you care, just say it. If you don't learn to express yourself, then you can't expect others to care about your feelings." Kurama Rongwu put the scroll in her hand into Kurama Ginka's hand, "And I remember that Huoshu brother left you a farewell letter, right?"

"That's why I can't understand!" Kurama Ginka held the scroll, her face no longer showing the stubbornness she pretended to be, and instead, she showed the grievance and vulnerability that outsiders could easily feel, and she choked up and said, "You actually said that your fate has come to an end, and then you chose such a ridiculous way to die - you are such a strong ninja... why...

If something happened, couldn't we talk about it and face it together? Suddenly leaving those inexplicable words and then choosing to end his life... This kind of person is not my brother. "

Kurama Rongwu looked at Kurama Ginka's red eyes, and looked away after a moment, "Hey, Ginka, do you remember the words that the clan repeatedly emphasized before teaching us the real illusion?"

Kurama Ginka would certainly not forget, but she did not respond. She just turned her head to look at Kurama Rongwu, not understanding what she was going to say.

"Those who have seen through fate cannot escape it, and will eventually become addicted to falsehood and meet their end. Illusions are always constructed on reality, and the real illusions mastered by our clan can confuse the reality and illusion in the eyes of others..."

Kurama Rongwu raised her hand and spread her five fingers, looking up at the light falling from between her fingers, and said calmly, "However, if you use illusions more often, you will naturally be able to glimpse the traces of the flow of fate under the guidance of that powerful mental power...

It's a thing that makes people want to chase it - but it's like a trap left by the gods to tease the world. The more you chase it, the more difficult it is to control.

It feels like grabbing the fine sand on the riverbank with all your strength. Even with all your effort, you can only get a few, but if you just grab a handful, you can control it all..."

At this point, Kurama Rongwu put down his arms and set his sights on Kurama Ginka again, "Just like other bloodline families suffer from bloodline diseases, this is also a disease that our family cannot get rid of. The more talented a person is, the more they can see, and they will also be entangled by the fate that always likes to play tricks on people...

It’s just that unlike other clans who died miserably after contracting the blood disease, our death will look extremely absurd and funny—it’s not something that was done intentionally.”

"I know, so I have been working hard to see what he saw... but I don't have that kind of talent at all." Kurama Ginka's eyes were still red, but her emotions had obviously calmed down. "Hey, has Rongwu seen it? The so-called trajectory of fate."

"I have seen it. With my outstanding talent, I am not unfamiliar with such things." Kurama Rongwu looked away, with a bit more bored expression on her face. "However, compared to those illusory things that are hard to grasp, I still prefer to focus on what is in front of me."

"Wouldn't Rongwu care?" Kurama Ginka turned her eyes away, "That's fate."

"It doesn't matter if I care or not. Have I said that? Fate is like the sand on the riverbank - if the result is predetermined, then worrying about it is just a waste of time. If the result is not predetermined, then I just need to react according to the plan. There is no need to believe it."

Kurama Rongwu smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes, "I like to watch fun, but I don't want to be the fun of others...even if the one watching me is the so-called god."

"So..." Kurama Ginka's eyes were empty for a moment, "Is fate really predetermined?"

“Ah la la – no. It’s. Oh~”

Kurama Ginka turned her head in surprise and stared at Kurama Rongwu's charming smile in a daze, "...What?"

"I said - no, that so-called predetermined fate was broken by someone."

Kurama Ryoumu seemed to recall something, and the smile on her face spread into a happy arc. She stretched out her fingers and tapped her chin again and again. Under Kurama Ginka's particularly puzzled gaze, she spoke casually, "How should I put it~ It's worthy of being an existence that can give the ninja world a headache. I'm sure that the gods who saw this scene would be shocked, right?"