That afternoon, in front of the memorial.

It had been only a year since everyone had gathered in front of the memorial.

The last time was when the Third Ninja World War ended, and Konoha collectively mourned the ninjas who died in the war.

This time, it was to mourn the ninjas who died in the Nine-Tails Rebellion and the civilians who died.

Everyone wore black clothes to express their condolences.

The Uchiha clan wore black clothes with a round fan family crest on the back.

The sun was still bright today, but everyone was obviously not in the mood to appreciate the weather.

In front of Konoha's Fire Emblem Memorial, everyone stood in a black mass.

From time to time, crying sounds were heard in the crowd.

Among these people were wives who had lost their husbands and children who had lost their parents.

Among them, a brown-haired boy with a scar on his face held his fist against his face in pain, and his tears kept flowing, which made people feel pity.

It is said that the parents of this boy named Umino Iruka were all killed in the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

There are many children like Umino Iruka.

Che's white hair is very conspicuous in the crowd, and the one standing next to him is naturally Yuhi Kurenai.

Kurenai hugged a purple-haired girl who was crying and covering her face and comforted her.

"Hongdou, cry if you want to, don't hold it in your heart."

This girl is Mitarashi Hongdou, and her parents also died in the battle with the Nine-Tails.

Although Hong was comforting Hongdou, she looked at Che beside her, because if it weren't for Che, there would probably be another girl crying in front of the memorial today.

Che saw Hong's thoughts, smiled and gently stroked Hong's back, stroking the slightly curly hair scattered behind her.

"It's okay."

"Yeah."

Compared to the darkness on everyone, Sarutobi Hiruzen wore the white Hokage robe and red Hokage hat of the Hokage, with a solemn expression, closed his eyes and mourned in silence.

Then, Sarutobi Hiruzen spoke.

"Many people, including the Fourth Hokage Minato and his wife, lost their lives."

"The exact cause of the incident is still unclear."

"But now, let's mourn for the death of our companions."

The crowd bowed in silence.

As their bodies pressed down, they could clearly see the word "Hokage" engraved on the platform under the bright red fire-patterned memorial of Konoha.

On the platform in front of the memorial, there was a bamboo basket, in which there was a yellow-haired baby wrapped in an orange swaddling cloth, curling up his hands and falling asleep.

The Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen did not disclose the identity of the baby.

Most people who didn't know the inside story thought it was an orphan who couldn't find his parents.

Little did they know that the parents of this baby were the Fourth Hokage couple who saved Konoha, Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina.

In the crowd, Itachi, holding Sasuke wrapped in swaddling clothes, noticed the baby in front of the memorial and fell into his own thoughts.

"Life will be born."

Beside them was a large newly built cemetery with tombstones.

"Life will die."

Itachi's mind is always more delicate and rich than others.

At this time, in front of Itachi, a girl wearing purple clothes and a single ponytail tied with a red hairband turned her head and noticed Itachi's trance.

This girl was Uchiha Izumi, the girl rescued by Itachi on the night of the Nine-tailed Rebellion.

Often, some maturity that is inconsistent with peers will attract the attention of girls of the same age.

The situation of Itachi and Izumi, just like when Che just came to the Ninja School to introduce himself, attracted Hong's attention.

It's just that Itachi has a younger brother than Che, and he is not as lonely as Che.

The moment of silence ended and everyone dispersed.

After the disaster, it is far from enough to mourn for the dead.

The living people must inherit the will of the dead and live well.

There are still a lot of ruins in Konoha that need to be renovated and rebuilt.

Almost all the living forces of Konoha were mobilized to contribute to the reconstruction of the village to the best of their ability.

"Che, let's go help too."

After Hong comforted the heartbroken Hongdou, Orochimaru actually appeared outside the cemetery and took Hongdou away.

But this is also good, after all, Orochimaru is Hongdou's teacher, and Hongdou must feel better there.

"Okay."

Che responded and was about to leave with Hong.

"Take us with you."

Three voices overlapped, and these three people were Asuma, Tonghuo and Tiehuo.

Che looked back and saw who was coming, and he didn't refuse either.

"I'll come too." Kakashi walked out of the crowd, and his white hair was also very conspicuous.

"And me!" The excited voice was Might Guy.

More and more people gathered, and everyone came to the village to help rebuild.

"It seems that there are still many talents in our class."

Che saidHong joked.

Because many of these young ninjas are from the same class as Che and Hong.

"Yes."

Hong smiled slightly.

Often things that touch on memories and the future can evoke people's emotions.

And these classmates are not only the memories of Che and Hong, but also the backbone of Konoha's future.

"Look, the people from the Konoha Police Force are here too."

Although the group of people who came later had not changed out of the black clothes they wore during the moment of silence, the uniform Uchiha family crest behind them said it all.

Moreover, the leader, Uchiha Fugaku, was not a stranger in the village.

"In theory, it is the duty of our Konoha Police Force to help rebuild the village, and we have to thank you for your help."

Fugaku said to Che.

Fugaku saw the group of people behind Che and felt happy, thinking to himself.

"The young generation of Konoha is actually led by Che. If I lead the Uchiha to support Che in the future, then..."

However, although there are many inner dramas, the head of the Uchiha clan and the captain of the Konoha police force still looks very calm.

Che said very appropriately: "Captain, what's the point of talking about gratitude at this time? We are all part of Konoha. Isn't it natural to help with the reconstruction work?"

"Yes, yes, you are right." Fugaku smiled kindly, which made the members of the police force beside him stunned.

You should know that Uchiha Fugaku's title is the evil eye, and he is also very strict in the management of the police force.

Usually, you can't see the slightest smile on this face with tear troughs.

But now Fugaku smiled as gently as the fourth generation Hokage.

After a few simple conversations with Che, Fugaku started the heavy work. Fortunately, most of the buildings in Konoha are wooden structures, which provided convenience for everyone to clean up the scene and complete the reconstruction.

In the ruins, Uchiha Itachi stood holding Sasuke.

"Itachi-kun!"

A girl named Izumi ran over, shouting Itachi's name.

Itachi couldn't help but look back.

Izumi came to Itachi, clasped her hands in front of her, and her cheeks were slightly red.

"Well, thank you last time."

"Thanks to you, I was saved."

"Luckily you didn't die." Itachi said honestly.

This made Izumi stunned for a moment, and after a little shyness, she changed the subject and looked at Sasuke who showed an unhappy expression in Itachi's arms.

"Aha, sister?"

"Brother." Sasuke stared at Izumi warily in his brother's arms.

"Can I hug you?"

"No."

Izumi immediately got angry, "Why?"

"I don't want to make her cry." Itachi said helplessly.

"The baby won't cry." Izumi said and took Sasuke from Itachi's arms.

"Wow!!!"

Sasuke yelled and waved his arms, then pushed Izumi's cheek away with great repulsion.

This made Izumi's expression instantly freeze, and his eyes seemed to become small.

"Don't cry, don't cry, dear." Itachi took Sasuke and comforted him.

Sasuke stopped crying immediately, and even clapped his hands happily.

Itachi quickly hugged Sasuke and left.

Izumi turned back angrily, "What!"

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