After traveling through time, I became friends with Tsunade

In Konoha, the Heroes' Monument stands majestically.

The sky was gloomy and gray, with a fine drizzle of rain, as if the heavens were mourning as well.

In front of the Heroes' Monument, there gathered countless ninjas dressed in black with heavy faces, and Sarutobi Hiruzen stood at the forefront.

He was reading the eulogy in a low voice: "Because of the war, we have lost our loved ones, close friends and comrades at this moment.

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But we must not give up! Otherwise, the blood of heroes will be shed in vain!

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The will of fire warns us that where the leaves fall, the flames will continue! Even though the heroes are gone, the light they created will still shine on Konoha!

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It is because of their courage and fearlessness of sacrifice that we have peace.

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Listening to Sarutobi Hiruzen's passionate speech, many ninjas who were originally feeling pain due to the death of their acquaintances also had a glimmer of light flashing in their eyes, as if they were encouraged by the words of the Third Generation and were no longer depressed.

Gazing at the ninjas below, a hint of satisfaction flashed across Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes.

As long as the will of fire remains, Konoha will not collapse.

This was taught to him by the first and second generations, and now it seems that he has passed on this will very successfully. At this moment, almost all the ninjas in front of him have inherited the will of fire.

Yusuke stood silently beside Tsunade, staring at her. Her eyes were blurred with tears and her gaze never left the Heroes' Monument.

Yusuke knew that among the many names on it, there was a place where Nawaki's name was engraved.

After the memorial service, everyone left, leaving only a few people standing there in a daze. They were all like Tsunade, as the war had taken away their loved ones.

At this time, Tsunade finally lifted her feet that had not moved for a long time, and walked towards the Heroes' Monument with heavy and slow steps, one step after another.

Her steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and each step was filled with endless sorrow. When she reached the monument to the heroes, she could no longer tell which was rain and which was tears on her face.

"The rope tree."

Tsunade gently opened her lips and called out her brother's name. The sound echoed in the silent air, carrying with it endless longing and pain.

After finding Sheng Shu's name, she slowly and tremblingly reached out her hand and gently stroked the words, as if she could feel her brother's warmth from them.

Her eyes were filled with sadness and nostalgia, as if she could see the good times she had with her brother through the stone tablet.

At this moment, the atmosphere around was particularly solemn. In the sky, the rain started to fall heavier and heavier without anyone noticing. It seemed that it was also silently mourning for this sad scene.

Tsunade's figure looked extremely lonely and desolate in the rain, which made Yusuke feel heartbroken.

Suddenly, Yusuke walked silently behind Tsunade like a ghost, stretched out his hands gently, and gently but powerfully embraced her waist, making her head naturally lean on his solid chest.

Tsunade's body trembled slightly, and after a brief pause, when she smelled the familiar scent, she silently accepted his action.

Tsunade snuggled quietly in Yusuke's arms. She felt as if time was infinitely stretched and everything around her became extremely slow.

Her mood gradually calmed down. She slowly turned her body, turned around nimbly, and hugged Yusuke tightly, quietly putting her ear close to his chest, as if she could really hear his heart beating violently in his chest, and his breathing became heavy and clear.

"Thank you, Yusuke!"

After the two of them leaned against each other for a while, Tsunade raised her head, with faint traces of tears still on her face. She forced a smile and stared at Yusuke.

Looking at Tsunade's well-behaved and charming appearance, Yusuke tried his best to control his throbbing heart and gently pressed his forehead against Tsunade's.

Tsunade's cheeks began to flush slightly, and she closed her eyes tightly, as if expecting something.

However, Yusuke did not respond to her expectations, but stretched out his finger and touched Tsunade's lips. Then he quietly leaned close to Tsunade's ear and lowered his voice, "This place doesn't seem appropriate!"

Tsunade had also come to her senses by now, but she was still unwilling to leave Yusuke's arms and responded quietly, "Yeah."

At this moment, a slightly pale arm slowly rose up, holding a pure white bouquet of flowers, and gently placed it on the hero's monument.

A man in black clothes appeared quietly, his long black hair fluttering like a waterfall, his eyes had long golden pupils, and his pale skin made him look even more stern.

He seemed to be completely unaware of the presence of Yusuke and Tsunade, and just stared at the Heroes Monument quietly.

Tsunade gently pushed Yusuke away, and when Yusuke showed a hint of loss, she quickly tightened his hand and turned to face the man.

"Orochimaru, are you coming to see the Rope Tree too?"

Tsunade's voice broke the silence.

“Things in the world are never as we wish, just like, tangible things will always perish, only intangible things will last forever.”

At this moment, Orochimaru's golden snake eyes were flashing with an unusual light.

Yusuke and Tsunade were speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. Orochimaru stared at the two of them, his thoughts suddenly drifting far away, bringing back memories of the past.

"That idiot Jiraiya, I really don't know what he is doing now?"

"Ah!"

Jiraiya, who was taking care of a baby somewhere in the Land of Rain, sneezed without warning.

"What's wrong, Teacher Jiraiya?" Konan looked at Jiraiya with concern.

Jiraiya gently touched her head and said with a smile: "It's okay, maybe someone is missing me!"

Then, Jiraiya turned to look at Nagato and Yahiko who were training hard, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's been almost a year."

The thoughtful Xiaonan noticed that Jiraiya looked melancholy, and couldn't help feeling a little sad, so he asked softly: "Teacher Jiraiya, are you missing home?"

Jiraiya didn't respond, and Konan said reluctantly: "In fact, our current strength is enough to survive here!"

"Shh!" Jiraiya stopped Konan before she could finish her words.

Jiraiya stared around with a complex emotion in his eyes, and he whispered softly: "It's not enough!"

He didn't know whether he felt that their strength was not enough or he had not yet paid off the debt owed to these three "disciples" on behalf of Konoha. Although he knew very well that this debt would be difficult to pay off no matter what.

At this moment, Jiraiya's heart was filled with helplessness and guilt. He looked at everything in front of him silently, as if thinking about the future path of the three of them.