"Naruto" Moon Redemption and Burial

Someone is watching.

But when I looked up, there was no one up there.

Hitting the head with a punch, she looked around again——

There are no more enemies...

Konoha, defended.

Sad days, even the weather is gloomy.

The memory of such a large-scale memorial service seems to have been far away, but every memory is a heavy gray color.

People in black clothes hold flowers as white as snow.

After a disaster, too many people still lost their lives——

The Sandaime also died in the battle.

Even though he knew that this was the destined outcome since the attack, his heart still became heavy unconsciously.

She left home early.

A person.

On the way, I also met Kakashi who had the same destination.

"Morning."

"Ah."

Cangyi replied softly, and did not say anything as harshly as before - after all, death and funerals are still very heavy things for her even though she has experienced a lot.

Recall the lost past over and over again, remember the pain of loss over and over again, and carve the sadness at this time into the memory and into the bone marrow.

Anai——Minato——Nissan——Shisui——

This time, perhaps just because there was not much to lose, I just escaped disaster.

There are not many important things left...

Every time I witness death, it gives me more profound thoughts about the life that is still alive.

Apart from being sad and thankful, I can also see some things more clearly.

"Kakashi, the funeral is about to begin."

She reminded softly, holding her elbow with her right hand and holding it behind her back with a calm look on her face.

"I don't want to be late with you."

He made some childish remarks...

"I see."

His eyes were curved like crescent moons, and his voice was incredibly gentle.

"Let's go together."

"Oh."

After arriving at the venue, I felt an extremely oppressive silence.

No one spoke, but what reached the ears was the patter of rain, and people's suppressed cries, which turned into water and flowed under their feet.

It was so depressing that people lowered their heads unconsciously, feeling sad.

Why do people risk their lives for others?

Because of love, because of bond.

Just like when a person is born, he will have parents and family, and when he grows up, he will have companions and teachers. The bond formed from the beginning of meeting, accumulates memories and breeds feelings with the passage of time.

The dead were once alive, had their own dreams, and had precious things——

It is precisely because of this that we can choose to die generously.

No regrets in life.

As the memorial service ended, there was a prosperous scene after the rain and the sky cleared up.

Although this attack did not damage the foundation, there was no shortage of post-disaster reconstruction work, and Aoi, as the chief of the surgical department of Konoha General Hospital, naturally became busy.

Sasuke approached Aoi and wanted to discuss matters related to the next training, but she considered the work at hand and threw Sasuke's training back into Kakashi's hands.

It has a good name: learn the skills of hundreds of schools and gather hundreds of parents.

If the focus is still limited to her and the name Uchiha, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make progress.

On the contrary, Kakashi hoped that Sasuke, or rather her, could temporarily slow down his training.

[It’s okay not to be so anxious about becoming stronger. 】

[You and I, and everyone. 】

If we can face it together, then there is nothing to fear.

To Aoi, this sentence seemed false.

Because too many things that were important to her had passed away in her eyes and in front of her.

They cannot forget the feeling of wanting to keep something important that is about to be lost.

Therefore, they really want to become strong enough to leave behind everything important.

Maybe it was the Uchiha's paranoia, but it was the truth.

Even without Kakashi making the next training plan, Sasuke and Aoi will continue to practice based on their previous experience——

As long as it can become stronger.

As long as I can protect you.

Even if it is me who is sacrificed, I will not hesitate.

Although Sasuke was left to Kakashi, Sasuke and Sasuke were still siblings living under the same roof. They would still "compete" together during morning jogs, and then go to their respective places.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Ah, well - I haven't eaten red bean cake for a long time (three days). I'll go to Ganligan with you to buy some."

"Tsk, I really don't understand why you want to eat something so sweet."

Just like that man has an inexplicable obsession with desserts like three-color meatballs.

Arriving all the way to Kanrigan, Sasuke was still a little surprised to find Kakashi.

"It's rare that you're not late, Kakashi."

"Hey, good morning, Sasuke, and - Aoi, by the way, are you actually on holiday today?"

"I'm just here to buy some [supplies]. The main body is still working - boss lady, pack up five red bean cakes!"

Cangyi opened the curtain of the store and walked inside. The landlady greeted her and welcomed her to sit down.

"Well, there are other things to do today. If you want to practice, just do it yourself. See you later."

After just a short while of waiting for the red bean cake to come out, Kakashi casually found an excuse to run away. Seeing Kakashi leave, Sasuke also said goodbye to Aoi and left in the direction of the training ground.

"Everyone seems very busy today."

In fact, when she came in just now, she saw Kurenai-senpai and Asuma-senpai, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye, and so did Kakashi, who just said hello to them and ran away.

"Don't talk about them. You are also a busy man. However, there is no loss in the store this time, thanks to Aoi-chan."

"You are overrated."

She suddenly glanced at the table next to her with two cups of hot tea and a bunch of freshly baked three-color meatballs.

"The boss lady's business is really good. There are other customers so early in the morning - and it's actually three-color meatballs."

"They are two guests from out of town. To tell you the truth, we actually came as soon as their store opened. We were so lucky. The first dessert I made today happened to be three-color meatballs, and they all ordered them - - I’m a familiar customer. I don’t know how long ago I came here. I didn’t even look at the menu, but I asked for the three-color meatballs. Let me tell you, Aoi-chan, they are dressed in a very special way, no? He looks like someone from the Ninja Village, but more like someone from an organization. I, the boss lady, have been running a store in Konoha for so many years, so I will never guess wrong!"

The landlady was talking nonchalantly, and Aoi thought about what she said. No wonder the seniors left in such a hurry. Dangerous elements from outside must have entered the village, but for three jounin, such a weight was too heavy. Some, it feels like overkill.

"Come on, come on, you can eat the freshly baked portion first. I'll treat you to this one."

"Thank you!"

Avatar: red bean cake! Lucky!

"Today's work ended successfully unexpectedly."

After checking over and over again the duty schedule for which he had been temporarily replaced, and confirming that he indeed had "nothing to do", Aoi was somewhat surprised and followed his colleague who came to change his shift.

"Section Chief, let me take charge. It's been three days, and you should take a good rest."

"Then - well, keep working."

The peak of busyness seemed to come down quickly. Cang Yi, who suddenly got a vacation, still left his post with some reluctance and enjoyed his short vacation.

I originally thought that the red bean cake would have to be put away during the lunch break, so why not take it back now?

But before Aoi herself could get the red bean cake, she was frightened by the astonishing chakra from Kanurigan just a little further away——

She quickly closed her eyes and activated Kagura's Heart Eye.

An unknown huge chakra is about to catch up with the tailed beast, Kurenai, Asuma, Kakashi, and another one is——

She had no time to think about it.

Body--

Already rushed out on his own.