Konoha’s 50 Years

"Okay... we're back to the village."

"Go back to the village...you will be saved."

"...Just go back to the village."

Gin hugged Kiriya who was on the ground and tried to help him up.

Tong also shook his head, showing a pleading look. He was speechless and just wanted his wife to leave quickly.

He understands that Hatake Sakumo will not let Gin go, and that ninjas are ruthless towards their enemies. If they don't leave, there will be no chance.

However, his consciousness was gradually fading, his pupils began to blur, and Tong, who was lying on the ground, also understood that... death was coming.

For a moment, he seemed to see his mother who was fighting, and a scorpion who was waiting in the village.

"Sorry, I can't accompany you anymore."

Finally the last bit of light dissipated from his world.

The chill swept through Yin's body, and she held Tong tightly in her arms, as if only in this way could she feel that she was still alive.

But,

All around is empty,

That cool coolness,

is so real.

"...Will not."

"...Will not."

"My Tong won't die either."

"I beg you, don't die!"

"I beg you, have pity on me, Tongya, Tongya!"

She kept calling, trying to wake up Kiriya, but no matter how hard she tried, the man in her arms didn't respond.

finally,

She gave up in despair,

she is tired,

also tired,

The heart is also dead.

In a trance, she felt that she had a long dream, but with Tongya's death, the dream was finally shattered, and everything in the past became a reflection, hidden behind the time, hidden from sight, as if in a lifetime.

Yin stroked the familiar face with a very gentle expression.

"We'll be together, we'll be together forever."

In her abdomen, a handful of kunai had completely submerged, and the blood flower was slowly expanding.

"As I said, if you die, I will come with you..."

The breeze blew, and a white cloud floated to block the sun in the sky, and in the shadow, there was a piece of blood-stained sand, embracing the two of them.

"...Sorry, Scorpion."

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Hailaozang crossed the long canyon at the entrance of the village and walked under a tall sea buckthorn.

"Scorpion, what are you doing?"

"Look at the clouds, so beautiful."

The red-haired boy sitting under the tree said so.

The sky is as clear and ethereal as it is soaked in blue watercolor, and the silver clouds and mountains are like floating icebergs, which outline a golden outline in the hot sun.

"Second grandpa, do you think... can Mom and Dad see this cloud?"

"Eh...maybe..."

Hai Lao Zang said uncertainly.

Seeing Scorpion's lost expression, he smiled and rubbed Scorpion's red hair.

"Haha, I lied to you, of course, they must be thinking about Scorpion on the other side of the cloud."

"Really?"

Scorpion jumped up excitedly, not paying any attention to the messed up hair.

"Then, how can the cloud fall down?"

"...Um?"

"Mom and Dad are on the other side of the cloud. When the cloud falls, they can go home."

Hai Laozang shook his head in distress: "The cloud is so high, I don't know how to make it fall."

"Then, when will they be back?"

"...almost."

"Always soon, soon. At least give me an accurate time."

Hearing what Scorpio said, Hai Laozang could only helplessly smile.

"Chirp!"

An eagle chirp suddenly sounded, he raised his head, and the dark green ninja eagle lingered in the sky for a few laps before flying towards him.

Is it an emergency?

With that in mind, after the ninja hawk stopped on his raised right arm, Eirazo hurriedly took off the scroll tied to his claws.

After just a quick glance, he was like falling into an ice cave.

——Tongya and Yin died in the hands of Konoha White Fang, come quickly!

"...how come?"

"Damn Konoha White Fang!"

Before he knew it, Hai Laozang's right hand was turning white, and the handwriting on the scroll was a little crooked, but he still recognized the handwriting of his sister Chiyo.

In other words, this news is true!

He has never been married, but he regards Tongya and Yin as his own children, how can he die? When he left the front line, the battle situation was still very optimistic, how long has it been!

Silently feeling the emotional changes of the second grandfather, Scorpion had an ominous premonition.

Suddenly, a trembling swept through his body.

"Did something happen... what happened?"

Scorpion asked nervously, his drooping arms grabbing the corner of his clothes before he knew it.

Hai Laozang reluctantly smiled and said, "...No...No, it's just that there was some problem with Shouhe, and it's nothing major."

"Then are my parents back?"

"This... this, they suddenly have a new task, it may take a little more time."

"Really?"

"Of course, I received a call just now." Hai Laozang waved the scroll in his hand and said, "Your grandma wants you to wait in the village obediently."

Hearing his words, Scorpion patted his chest and felt relieved, but what followed was the thing he didn't want to hear.

"Scorpion, I'm sorry, I... may not be able to attend your school opening ceremony."

For some unknown reason, the scorpion's body became hot again, but the inside of his mind suddenly became cold.

"Hey... Then, what should I do? Ninja School... will start in a few days."

He finally managed to squeeze out a word.

"I have to take the ninja to the battlefield now... I'm sorry."

The body was finally no longer hot, and a cold breath spread to the fingers of the scorpion. He crouched down to hug his knees, not knowing how to answer, desperately searching for words to say.

"No...Grandpa has nothing to apologize for...but..."

Nearly 40 years have smoothed out the ups and downs of feelings, but facing Scorpion's disappointed eyes, Hai Laozang still felt a little pain in his heart. But he also understands that there is no other way at this time.

Hai Laozang squatted down and patted Scorpion's shoulder: "Be strong, when the mission is over, the second grandfather will come back immediately..."

Scorpion tried his best to restrain his choking, and suddenly shook off the hand on his shoulder, and said in a blunt tone: "...I see!"

When he said these words, he could almost feel the surprised expression on the side of his grandfather. But even so, he still couldn't control his feelings.

"Enough is enough!" he said through gritted teeth, "enough is enough..."

When the scorpion repeated again, tears fell unsatisfactorily.

Why... why does it always become like this!

Is the mission so important? !

After more than ten seconds of silence, Hai Laozang struggled to squeeze out the words "I'm sorry...".

.............

The sea buckthorn tree rustled in the breeze, but the red-haired boy was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

When the words came out, he already regretted it, but he was still young and stubbornly did not choose to apologize.

And Eirazo has also left to gather ninjas.

Scorpion couldn't calm down for a long time, and once again took out the puppet toy his mother gave him when he was born and assembled it.

- When you can assemble it successfully, we will return from the battlefield.

This was what his mother told him before he left, and it took him only one day and one night to succeed, but there were still no signs of his parents at the entrance of the village.

Later, every time he succeeded, he would go to the entrance of the village to take a look. By now, the purple paint on the puppet had almost dissipated, but his parents still did not come back.

Now, even Grandpa Hailaozang has to leave him again to go to the battlefield.

——I will become the fourth generation of Kazekage, so that my parents will no longer have to go to the battlefield.

This was Scorpio's wish, but now he has begun to hate Kazekage.

When he was young, his view of right and wrong was simple and straightforward: the three generations of Kazekage issued an order to participate in the war. Without him, his relatives would not be able to go to the battlefield.

As the strongest ninja in the village, but can't protect the villagers and keep them away from the war, then...

What is the significance of the existence of the three generations of wind shadows? !

Once again, the assembled scorpion carefully wiped the sand blowing on it.

With that serious look, it seems... the puppet in his hand is the most important thing in the world.

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