Konoha Hidden Village is being rebuilt

"Yu, Men... Jia?"

"It's the 'Prison Gate Territory'."

"Hmm... Yumoe-chan?"

"...Forget it, it doesn't matter what you call it, it's not important."

Mr. Cat gave up on correcting the pronunciation, pushed the box into Jing You's arms, and moved on to the next topic without seeing or thinking.

"I can't summon characters from other worlds for the time being. Let's choose from my world first." It sighed in a somewhat vicissitudes of life, "I should have known I wouldn't cut off the contact so quickly."

Jingyou hugged the box carefully and asked uneasily: "Did you fail to 'draw a card'?"

It was still an answer she couldn't clearly understand.

"No, it's barely a success... The box called 'Prison Gate' contains the people we need, but since we won't be able to rescue them for a while, it's useless." Mr. Cat glanced at it unhappily. Tail.

The small box was held in her arms, and it was hard to imagine that a person would be trapped inside. Even a child like her can only fit the size of one hand.

Jing You rubbed the edge of the box and couldn't help but murmured: "It's so pitiful."

"...Huh?" Mr. Cat made a confused voice.

Jingyou blinked, raised the box, and tried to organize his words.

"It must be hard to be trapped in such a small box, right? And there is no light..."

Mr. Cat seemed to be speechless again.

The serious Jingyou asked: "Is it the Thumb Elf? How can we save her?"

I don’t know whether he was surprised by the “Thumb Elf” or because he wanted to save her. In short, Mr. Cat was silent for a while before correcting her.

"He's a normal adult male, a human being." It muttered, "Probably normal," and "The cub has too many questions." Let's introduce it to Jingyou, "'Gojo Satoru,' the person in the box The name - well, forget about this guy who may be sleeping, you have to find a new caregiver, savior, call again."

Jingyou slowly took the box back into his arms and asked quietly, "Summon... will you draw the card again? But, Mr. Cat, you look very tired."

More doubts were rumbling in her mind, but she thoughtfully did not continue to ask. After all, Mr. Cat kept sighing.

Mr. Cat silently glanced at her bleeding forehead.

"Do it yourself this time. At least choose someone who can take care of you."

It muttered a bunch of incomprehensible words, such as "I have resigned from the ninja world, and there is no world consciousness there now", "The summoning results are not stable due to the above reasons", and "Don't draw the villain"... ... Jing You felt dizzy and only remembered the first sentence.

Mr. Cat's paw had already touched her wrist, and she quickly concentrated her attention, silently reciting as the meager amount of magical substance appeared -

A floating star of light shines through the dark field of vision.

Mr. Cat followed the swirling wind and jumped away, making room for the summoned person. Jingyou stood up unsteadily in the wind that fluttered his clothes, and threw himself at the person who came, showing a happy smile of complete trust.

"——Dad!" She rushed into the other person's arms.

It's a bit strange. Dad seems a little "smaller" than when we met before? Because she had lost her eyesight, Jing You was not sure, but she would never admit her mistake!

Her consciousness told her with incomparable certainty that it was the father she was calling for, Uchiha Sasuke, who had answered the call. The person who was suddenly hugged staggered a step, tensed her body as if in stress, and held her shoulder firmly with one hand. . Jingyou felt pain, winced, and raised his face strangely.

"Dad?" She belatedly withdrew a little strength, stood firm on her own, and stretched out her hand worriedly, "Are you sick too?"

The hand trying to touch the forehead was caught.

The hand holding her had an abnormally high temperature. It froze in mid-air for a few seconds and then began to tremble again, causing her to tremble as well.

"...Did that man do it too?" "Dad"'s voice was really strange. It didn't quite resemble the timbre in his memory. It was also hoarse and angry. "How did you survive? You've been hiding in the clan these days. In?"

Jingyou opened his eyes in confusion: "Well, I just came out of the hospital and was about to go home..."

The blood was still flowing, and her white clothes might have been stained. She also fell, and her trousers must have been stained with dirt. Mom will be angry.

She awkwardly shook the hand that was involved with the two of them, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, can you not tell mom? I will wash the clothes myself!"

"Dad" who had been staring at her seemed to be enduring something. The trembling in his hands stopped and his breath became even more depressed. He said: "I'm not..."

"Please, Dad!" Jing You interrupted him pitifully, trying to get through by acting coquettishly, "My eyes hurt so much, my forehead and knees hurt too... I have to go find Aunt Shizune quickly and get treatment before mom comes back. Good wound..."

In a child's mind, "having one's eyes gouged out" and "breaking one's forehead during a fall" are injuries of the same level, and both can be cured with medical ninjutsu. But Uchiha Sasuke knew that this was not the same at all.

The seven-year-old boy, not much older than Jingyou, stared at her empty eyes, almost having trouble breathing.

He seemed to be still running desperately, trying to throw away the whispers and strange looks in the village behind him, and rush straight to the site where the genocide massacre had been blocked by the yellow line - the wind grabbed his throat, and he stepped on the ground, But it was like falling into the waves. He rushed into the house that represented "home", but it was like jumping into an abyss.

The high fever and weakness made it difficult for him to think about where he suddenly arrived. There was only a strange little girl in front of him, wearing a white dress embroidered with the Uchiha clan emblem, looking at him confusedly.

She didn't understand what happened a few days ago, didn't understand why she couldn't see, didn't understand why her parents didn't come to pick her up when she wanted to go home... She didn't understand that no one would come to blame her for soiling her clothes in the future.

Uchiha Sasuke swallowed the words of explanation with difficulty and acquiesced to her chirping call.

"For the time being, we can't go to 'Aunt Shizune.'" He forgot about himself who was breaking down and crying just a moment ago. He straightened up, tried to appear mature and reliable, and looked around calmly.

A desolate place with only dry soil, it looked more like Sunagakure Village than Konoha Village.

Uchiha Sasuke frowned, took out a kunai and held it tightly, clasping the hand of the little girl of his own race and pulling her to his side, his eyes locked on the large animal that had been watching.

The cat is one meter tall, with long mist-like gray hair fluttering in the breeze, and a ring of fluffy hair around its neck, like a little lion. Those multi-colored eyes, which are rare in the world, seemed to be the springs of a broken rainbow. They were incredibly clear and looked at him calmly.