The mission time always passed quickly, and when I reacted, it was the end of the mission, and the return journey was extremely smooth, so it was a night out, scattered in the fog of the early morning, and I saw the ninjas guarding the gate from afar.

Compared to the usual tiredness, what appeared on their expressions at this moment was a very different sadness?

Just looked up at Orochimaru and his party, registered the information and entered the village, everything was the same procedure as usual, but even Hinata Yuki and Mitarai felt it, and there was only a wordless silence.

When I entered the village, it was not yet dark, but even so, the streets that should have been sparse were often filled with people, all dressed as ninjas, with an obvious purposeful gathering, so I could make such a judgment.

The tired face with a serious face that does not smile, the direction to go, if I remember correctly, should I be?

After parting from the team in the winter night, he didn't rush to a certain destination to verify his thoughts as soon as possible, but simply accelerated his pace, slow, fast, trotting, and instantly experienced the speed of transformation, heading home.

In the empty house, Kai was not in this cold and silent hut, starting from the entrance, he had taken off his upper body clothes at will, revealing the muscles of his strong upper body, and walked into the bathroom with a clear purpose.

There was no time to wait for the heated hot water, so he unscrewed the shower head in the bathroom, and the curtain of water fell straight down, and the large droplets of water defended the gravity, hitting the head of the winter night fiercely, and then the liquid flowed through his upright body.

The cold water brought heavy water pressure and lowered the temperature of the body, and the drooping head was wrapped in scattered black hair, all of which forced the slightly irritable heart of the winter night to begin to calm down.

"The hero's conversation seems to be otherworldly, and the shackles of fate are always difficult to escape...... ”

The murmuring winter night seemed to be recalling someone, and even more so of the last meeting with him who had passed away.

He eventually stepped out of the bathroom, and even the icy cold water was enough for him to wash away the filth left behind by the mission.

With only a bath towel around his waist, his well-tempered figure over the years was in full view, and drops of water dripped from the roots of his hair onto the floor.

I chose a relatively new outfit from the meagre clothes, and on a winter night after changing my clothes, I stood in front of the frame and looked at myself inside.

The mirror reflected in the black pupils was a pair of scarlet eyes that had increased to three magatama at some point.

Whether it is a face or a pupil, I can no longer see the slightest emotion.

"It's time to go." This kind of exhortation to his own winter night, for the first time, took the initiative to notice the flow of time.

Inky clouds squeezed the sky, as if it were about to fall, so depressed that it seemed as if the whole world was silent.

The night retreated slightly, and a little light began to dot the world, but the twilight did not dissipate, and the diffuse fog seemed to be pulled away, and the damp moisture gathered, and the time pushed, the accustomed morning market flourished, and scattered people scattered in every corner of the street.

Walking very slowly, he may just want to walk step by step, so he didn't deliberately speed up.

Because it was the way to go, it was destined to be the same winter night as many ninjas, and I was used to ignoring their surprise or disgust.

The indifferent wind shuttled violently, leaving behind the exclamations of a few people, and occasionally the weak flowers and grasses could be seen, which had already trembled to the ground at this moment, and it was the mountain rain that was about to come and the wind was full of buildings!

The weather changes too fast, and time passes too tightly! At this moment when the dawn of Konoha is approaching, it feels like everything is being disrupted.

As if aware of the sheer change in the weather, the crowd that had gone out early returned to the warm bed, and then ushered in another cold and silence.

"It's going to rain?!" It seemed to feel a little wetness on his face touched by the breeze, and he stretched out his hand to probe and looked up at the gloomy sky.

The sky was very dark, and a little light was obscured again, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressed down, black and oppressed, and from time to time there were deafening thunder and dazzling lightning, giving people a terrifying feeling.

The wind blows through your bare skin, do you feel the cold? The whirring cheers turned into a loud roar in the cavity of the empty street, and I don't know when, I felt a chill on the back of my neck.

"It's already down!" Tampering with the words not long ago, when I stopped and looked up, I just saw the raindrops falling from the shop, clearly visible drop by drop, and then developed into a dense clump! The number is not clear!

The misty curtain of water, the gloomy sky, the mist splashing on the ground, and the instantaneous change of weather filled the world with the atmosphere that the winter night was once accustomed to, and this water world was full of similarities that could resonate with him.

The dark clouds in the sky were pressed down, and the leaves on the branches on the side swayed wildly, but the flowers and plants on the ground trembled with laughter.

Boom, boom, boom, thunder kept ringing, just now I just felt a little disturbed!

Now that I am in the rain, my body is gradually getting wet with the rain and becoming heavy, but I feel that my hearing is much stronger, at least it sounds like my eardrums are drumming!

The thunder is getting louder and louder, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, the water on the ground is getting more and more, and the foot is accidentally stepped on, and the whole body of the foot is submerged in the water.

The thin streams of water, they gather together like small streams, the river will flow into the sea, and the dreams of thousands of intertwined streams will finally be shattered, they will flow into the ground, disappear.

The rain shrouded in the night seems to absorb the last rays of light, and the vision is often very blurry, and it is impossible to see anything within a few meters.

"That day, it seems to be a rainy day?!" Looking back on the misty memory, it seems to have found an inexplicable sameness, and the playful face shows a complex expression that wants to laugh but can't.

The sudden rain did not interrupt the purpose of the winter night, looking for the footsteps of searching, the maverick did not keep up with the ninja who was walking like flying, he was still very slow, and there was no idea of leaving the rain in a hurry!

Hero's Mound, coming to this place again, for Winter Night, it has been nearly six years, and the mood at this moment is not heavy, there is no reverence, just some kind of incomprehensible mood is transmitting.

Whether the person buried here is a hero or not, time is not enough to prove, but at this moment, he is also lying here.

He was found by Kakashi, who came home from school, and committed suicide!

The self solved the life, and it was he who made the choice of the way of death!

Merely!

It all happened so suddenly!

It also seems to have reached a situation of excessive cruelty!

The image of the little ghost of the Qimu family came to his eyes, at least, for him, it was too cruel!

It's easy to find an unexpected destination, next to the memorial monument, at this time of thunderstorms, but most of the crowd is still gathered, all wearing forehead guards that represent the identity of ninjas.

The white-haired imp was also among them, and he was standing beside the Miyome Hokage, and the tears he revealed were perhaps covered by the rain!

The funeral continued, and the so-called white flowers representing the funeral were sent repeatedly, and then scattered in the merciless impact of raindrops, and the petals followed the water all over the ground.

The winter night is so alone, only standing in a lonely corner, just to wait quietly for the crowd that will eventually leave one after another.