The wind was still cold, but the sultry snowflakes were gone.

Leaving the battlefield of the Land of Wind, the closer you get to Konoha, the warmer you feel.

Compared to the battlefield close to the northern land country, the fire country in the southeast is undoubtedly much milder in terms of weather, not to mention that Konoha Village is even more in the southeast of the fire country, which is farther away from the cold north, and it is also warmer.

After trekking for thousands of miles all the way, the scenery of the northern country is already thousands of miles of snow, the sky and the earth are wrapped, and the southeast region of the country of fire is still fluttering with yellow leaves, only Xiaoxiao does not see the wind and snow and cold.

The closer I got to Konoha, the more I felt the sense of time and space confusion that had come out of winter and into autumn, leaving behind the seasonal changes of the might of heaven and earth.

The grass had withered, and the fallen leaves swirled in the wind, unloading the burden of war, and even those who were seriously injured had a beautiful feeling when they saw the sea of trees in the land of fire filling the sky with fallen leaves.

The so-called nostalgia is nothing like that.

Autumn withers the earth, and the yellow leaves that hover and drift only meet the sky. Under the blue sky, only this dazzling yellow is left to the sky and the ground, in the vivid color contrast impact, full of nostalgia, stepping on the forest sandwich road covered with thick yellow leaves, step by step, cheers sounded in the team, swaying, whimpering and sobbing.

It was an emotional catharsis of joy and tears.

Inuzuka Fang and Asma carried a stretcher, with Shiramaru lying on it, and silently followed left and right inch by inch, paying attention to Shiramaru's state at all times. Several other friends are also moving forward behind them.

When the sobbing sounded, the eagerness and joy of homesickness in everyone's hearts were stagnant, and there was no need to say anything, everyone knew that they were not not strong, but their eyes could already penetrate the sparse branches, and when they saw the sharp corners of the Konoha gate from afar, their feelings exploded.

They were the last Konoha fighters to rush to the battlefield, and among the wounded and sick team here, many of them had been on the battlefield for several years and had never returned to the Konoha family at all.

It is said that he is devoted to the battlefield, but who can not miss his hometown a little when facing the cruel battlefield of life and death without self-determination?

Now that everything is finally over, they have gone through the trials of war with strong application, and returned to their hometown that they have been thinking about for a long time, compared to the cruelty of the battlefield, they are about to return to their warm and gentle hometown, and it is not difficult to understand the bitter tears.

This is a kind of catharsis, and it is also a complete release of the pressure that has accumulated after years of facing the war.

So there's nothing to blame and nothing to worry about. In the face of this outpouring of true emotions, there is no need to say anything, just watch quietly and listen to it.

Hardened in war, the warriors who have survived the rest of their lives will adjust themselves.

"Red, you don't look very happy. Did you think of those classmates in the same class? ”

Asma carried the front of the stretcher, and the followers moved forward unhurriedly, Inuzuka Fang carried the back row of the stretcher, and could observe Shiramaru's condition at any time, so when the cry came out, when he turned around, he saw the change in the expressions of his friends, but after figuring out the joint, the red melancholy did not dissipate, and Inuzuka Fang chatted with her.

"Hmm. Omae, Haruta, and Asakusa were all sacrificed, and they didn't escape the attack of Shouzuru, and now they can't even find their bones. Of the more than 100 people from the same class who went to the Sand Ninja Battlefield with us, less than half of them survived in the end, including us. ”

Red nodded, sullen and melancholy.

As soon as Hong said this, several friends who were happy from the beginning couldn't help but be silent. Even Asma, who couldn't see the front in front of her, couldn't help but pause.

Although he couldn't remember who these people were that Red was talking about, Inuzuka still felt the sadness in the hearts of several people.

War is so cruel. Konoha won the final victory, but more than half of the newcomers were still killed, and there is still no detailed statistics on how many people have lost the possibility of continuing to become ninjas at the same time.

However, just looking at the proportion of disabled people in the current team, I am afraid that the more than 100 people who went to the battlefield together will be able to come back with all their tails and continue to walk on the path of ninjas, I am afraid that the maximum number of people will not exceed 30%.

"Sacrifice is inevitable when there is war. Fortunately, we won, and their sacrifice will not be meaningless. If you still feel sad, just try to grow, only when you grow to the strongest enough can you avoid this kind of sad scene again. ”

Although Inuzuka Fang took these less closely related sacrifices very lightly and saw the necessary efforts of the war very thoroughly, he still comforted his friends as much as possible and lost no time in spurring them.

"The war against the sand shinobi is over, but the fighting is far from over, and the war continues. Don't let yourself get too caught up in grief. If you still feel uncomfortable, then make yourself stronger, make more contributions, and even do their share together. ”

"Okay, it's almost there, let's be a little more restrained."

After pouring the chicken soup, seeing that the melancholy of the friends dissipated, and the iconic gate of Konoha was already in sight, this topic should not be deepened, and Inuzuka Fang took the opportunity to end.

It is already possible to see through the huge door of the hole that the people in the middle of the road are looking forward to it, and under the hundreds of statues of all beings, there are joy, joy, worry, and hesitation.

Inuzuka Fang stepped through the open door in a buzzing tide of various emotional sounds, and Ben's calm heartstrings also beat slightly.

Konoha has been away for more than half a year, and finally comes back.

There was a familiar and a little unfamiliar breath coming to his face, wrapping the whole person, lying on the stretcher, the originally godless white pill was also a little active, and he reached out his claws and hooked up a piece of yellow leaves that floated by, holding it between the two paws and playing with it carefully.

News of the war between the Land of the Wind and the Sand Shinobi has already reached Konoha, and victory has been declared to many villagers.

The wounded and sick team returned, and the cheers and cries of relatives gradually filled up, and as the team went deeper and deeper into Konoha, more and more wounded saw their family and friends.

The injured person who was still slightly injured began to show off his exploits and Konoha's victory, and the wounded who were seriously injured and had been confirmed to be unable to continue walking on the ninja path, after the family saw each other, they were happy and inevitably more sad.

As for the family members who have confirmed that there are no bones or died on the battlefield, only the processed urns and clothes are left to be entrusted to them, after the slightest hope is shattered, they can only cry bitterly.

"Fang."

In the noisy waves of joy and sorrow, as the team slowly advanced, Inuzuka Fang was immersed in the sudden nostalgia, his spirit was a little empty, and his sleeves were suddenly torn by Mute.

"Huh?!"

When I came back to my senses, I saw that several friends around me were worried and their eyes were gloomy. Inuzuka was stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked around with his gaze.

I saw many Konoha villagers holding urns or relics, crying and grief-stricken, and many people were looking at him with resentment.

When Inuzuka's gaze swept over, some people's eyes dodged, as if they were afraid, but more of them did stare at him with tearful and hazy resentment, looking like they couldn't eat his flesh.

"Mom, Tuan Zang, you are an old thief who has no PY!"

This resentment came a little inexplicably, but Inuzuka Fang was already aware of it after just looking around, and suddenly his mood exploded, and he wanted to kill Shimura Tuanzang.

On the battlefield of the sand ninja, he Inuzuka Fang does not say that his exploits are brilliant, but he is also among the best in terms of merit ranking, not to mention that he is still fighting for five labors and seven injuries, and Shiramaru has not seen any signs of complete improvement until now. You shouldn't be hated at all.

If there is no wind and rain in this matter, Inuzuka Fang will dare to walk with his face in the future.

What nostalgia and homesickness, Inuzuka Fang's good mood suddenly disappeared.