Tsunade, you're really drunk!

After the funeral, the whole of Konoha fell into grief and mourning.

Asuma was in a mess at this moment. His originally clean and tidy animal skin vest had been torn by branches. The rain soaked his whole body and hit his face.

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears.

Asuma tried his best to travel for two days and one night before he finally appeared at the gate of Konoha Village, staggering.

Gang Zitie and Kamijou Izumo, who were guarding the gate of Konoha, looked at the end of the road and the slowly appearing figure. They were a little wary at first.

Because the opponent's speed was so fast, he looked like an enemy ninja who wanted to launch a terrorist attack on Konoha.

"Izumo."

"learn!"

Gang Zitie simply called out Kamatsuki Izumo's name in a low voice, and the other party immediately understood his idea. The two of them took out their weapons, got ready, and prepared to block the ninja that appeared in front of them.

Asma looked at his former classmates in front of the door and immediately realized that he had been away from the village for many years and his appearance had changed drastically.

He immediately began to slow down his pace, and finally stopped a few meters in front of Gang Zitetsu and Shen Yue Izumo, and took out his ninja certificate from his arms.

"Xiaotetsu, Izumo, it's me - Asuma."

"Asuma!?"

Kamijutsuki Izumo and Gang Zitetsu looked at the man in front of them who was very different from what they remembered, and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, but the familiar tone and voice still made them recognize Asuma in front of them.

"Were you attacked?"

"How did it become like this?"

Asuma collected the ninja certificate that the two had checked and shook his head.

"No."

"Nothing else matters."

"How is the old man? Is he injured?"

The expression on Gang Zitie's face suddenly became heavy, and he looked a little lost. Just as he was about to reach out and pat Asma on the shoulder and tell him the truth.

"Xiao Tie."

Shen Yue Chu Yun immediately put his hand on his shoulder.

Gang Zitie turned around and looked at his companion, who just shook his head.

This made Gang Zitie suddenly realize that his behavior just now was inappropriate.

Then he looked at Asuma.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

Asuma immediately shook his head. He knew the importance of the task of guarding the gate of Konoha. If he left his post without permission, he would definitely be punished by the village. He didn't want to let his friend make such a serious mistake because of him.

"No, I'll go by myself."

At this moment, Genma Shiranui and Raito Bizu also happened to arrive at the gate of Konoha and saw Asuma, who was now in a mess.

My attention was immediately drawn to the stranger in front of me who looked somewhat familiar.

"You are……"

"Long time no see, Xuanjian, Leitong, it's me - Asuma."

Gang Zitie and Kangetsu Izumo walked directly behind Shiranui Genma and Bingzu Leidun, pushing their backs towards the gate of Konoha.

"Okay, okay, you two are just in time to take over."

"We still have things to do with Asuma."

Then, Gang Zitie and Shen Yue Chu Yun prepared to take Asuma away.

Xuanjian and Lei Tong looked at Asuma's slightly dejected back, and for a moment they had some guesses in their minds and couldn't help shaking their heads.

I don't know if Asuma can withstand such a blow...

The three of them moved forward silently. Although Kamijutsuki Izumo and Gang Zitetsu said nothing, Asuma realized the truth of the matter as he looked at the familiar route in his memory.

My eyes suddenly became empty, and in an instant, I felt that the whole world in front of me became dark. The fatigue in my body disappeared without a trace at this moment, and the only sound I could hear was the sound of my own heartbeat.

The three of them slowed down in front of the cemetery and walked in slowly.

As soon as Asma entered, the first thing he saw was the tombstone standing in the front.

[The Tomb of the Third Hokage - Sarutobi Hiruzen]

At this moment, Asma seemed to have lost his soul and staggered to the tomb.

"boom!"

His legs suddenly lost the strength to continue supporting his body, and he knelt directly in front of Sarutobi Hiruzen's grave.

"Izumo, his body won't be able to handle it, why don't you feed him two Bingliang Pills?"

"Even if you force him to eat it, you have to make him eat it."

Kamijue Izumo looked at Asuma's current condition and just shook his head.

"Forget it, Xiaotie. Judging from his current appearance, I'm afraid he has eaten a lot of Bingliang Pills on the way."

"Let's two stay outside and guard him."

"If anything unexpected happens, send him to Konoha Hospital."

"it is good……"

The two leaned against the wall outside the cemetery, not saying a word.

Asuma fell to his knees, and scenes from the past began to reappear in his mind.

The first time he stole his brother Shinnosuke Sarutobi's cigarettes, he was discovered by the old man while smoking secretly in the room and was beaten.

It was not until later that I discovered that the cemetery was a quiet place, and I liked to hide in the trees near the cemetery to smoke.

This was the first time he had returned to the cemetery since he had left the village as an adult, but not for a smoke.

But because he lost his most important relative.

The daily bickering with the old man.

Complaining about the hard training tasks given by the old man.

He left the village because of his disagreement with the old man.

His life was completely opposite to that of his brother Shinnosuke Sarutobi.

Shinnosuke gave up the greater good and stood behind Sarutobi Hiruzen. Even though he knew that some of the other party's actions were wrong, he chose to follow him silently.

He was completely different. Every time he found mistakes in Sarutobi Hiruzen's decisions, he would start to make suggestions to his father after he returned home.

However, what starts as a proposal often ends up turning into pointing fingers at each other and calling each other names.

Now, looking at the old man’s tombstone, he wanted to curse out loud again.

"Why would you rush to the battlefield at such an old age?"

"Wouldn't it be better if we young people were left to protect the village?"

"If you die, who will argue with me in the future!?"

The sound gradually weakened, from the initial roar to a silent whisper...

Tears dripped slowly down Asuma's cheeks, and the rain continued to wet his body.

He tremblingly took a cigarette out of his pocket, bent over, and used his body to shield himself from the rain.

He took out the lighter he had taken from the old man again, opened the lid with his thumb, and pressed it on the pulley.

"嚓~"

Sparks immediately appeared on the oil core, but the pulley fell off due to years of wear and tear and fell to the ground.

"Old man..."

"Are you lighting my cigarette?"

For a moment, Asuma seemed to see the transparent figure of Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was squatting in front of him and lighting the spark in his hand for him...