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  • الوقت 2h 54m
  • مقروء 1,105
  • صوت 99
  • أجزاء 11
  • الوقت 2h 54m
مستمرة، تم نشرها في فبر ٠٥, ٢٠٢٢
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He attacks Madara and shoots Naruto, finding everyone far from him but me
 Of course, I didn't hesitate to jump in front of him to save him
 I watched my love bend in front of me while trying to stop the bleeding

 "Sorry... Kakashi."

 My twin brother Gai was crying while sitting on his knees I thought he would open the gates Kakashi was still crying while hugging me

 Suddenly everything became dark

 did you die

 Did Naruto win? 

 Sorry, English is not my language💙
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