Rated Hokage

afternoon.

Makoto stood on the main road of Konoha with the Hyuga family and waited with all the villagers.

People stood on both sides of the street, and the villagers spontaneously hung up banners with slogans such as welcoming the heroes home.

Some ignorant children wanted to go to the middle of the street, but were held tightly by their parents.

A group of children from the ninja school stood in the middle of the road, each holding a bouquet of flowers, their faces were nervous, while their teacher comforted them.

The environment is a bit noisy, you can really hear the noise, some people are weeping softly, and there are more laughter, it seems that they are all happy for the victory of the war.

After waiting for a long time, I finally heard a shout from the ninja returning from the gate of the village.

"Back! They're back!"

The orchestra, which had been prepared for a long time, immediately started playing music, with a festive and high-pitched voice.

But the music didn't play for a few seconds but was ordered to stop, which made many people feel strange.

A team passed the Konoha main gate, and the leader was not the Third Hokage, but a carriage covered with a black cloth.

Immediately after another carriage, someone stretched out his neck and looked to the distance outside the village, only to see a long line of endless carriages, each carrying many corpses, covered with black cloth .

The whole street became dead silent, but the cries that were originally suppressed were exceptionally clear at this moment.

Someone rushed out from both sides of the street like crazy, and rushed to the convoy to find his relatives.

The motorcade continued to move forward and came to the group of children holding bouquets.

The children from the ninja school originally wanted to present flowers to Lord Hokage, and even the person in charge of arranging this link did not expect that the corpses of the victims would be the ones advanced to the village.

The teacher hurried forward and called the children back, not to block the way for the heroes.

However, a little boy took the initiative to walk to the carriage and put the bouquet in his hand on the corpse covered with black cloth.

Seeing this, the other two children spontaneously followed suit.

Three bouquets of flowers, sunflower lilies, chrysanthemums, and carnations.

Victory, hometown, gratitude.

Seeing this, the ninja who was driving forward also stopped silently and waited for the children to finish placing the bouquets.

This kind of action made the surrounding people red-eyed, and the crying could not stop spreading, and the sad emotions were like ink, smudged little by little.

After all the carriages drove into the village, I saw the third Hokage and a group of Konoha ninjas following behind.

It's just that their faces are heavy, and many of them are still wounded. Looking at their faces, they thought they had returned from a defeated battle.

Konoha has won, but the price of this victory is too tragic.

"Master Hokage!" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

"Master Hokage!"

"Master Hokage!"

More voices rang out one after another, and everyone looked forward to the Third Hokage, hoping to hear what he had to say.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi couldn't help but stop, looked at the convoy that was drifting away in front of him, and looked at those expectant eyes around him.

Today's weather is very clear, and there is no cloud in the distance.

"Everyone!" Yuan Fei took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

"We won!"

As soon as this sound came out, the mood of the whole street was ignited in an instant. There were overwhelming cheers. Some people danced happily, some screamed like crazy, and some covered their faces and wailed loudly. The atmosphere reached its climax at this moment. .

I really saw Orochimaru and Minato behind the Third Hokage.

As if feeling the real gaze, Orochimaru glanced at him with indescribable meaning.

"They're back, they're back!"

She really heard Ayari's excited voice beside her, she saw Hizuru and the others following in the team.

Ayano was also uncontrollably excited, but Hizashi's eyes were a bit complicated.

The Hyuga members in the team, including Nichizuru, also waved to Makoto's position, but there were too few people. I really remember that the Hyuga clan almost went to the front line. There were more than a hundred people, but now only There were only twenty or thirty people.

"Really." Zhen heard Xia's voice beside her again.

"Have you seen Iroha?"

Zhen was stunned for a moment, and looked around all the Hyuga members in the team.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Xia, only to see that her eyes were red and her mouth was pursed.

I really thought of that upright and cheerful boy who came to say goodbye to him before leaving.

The relationship between the two is not very close in real terms, it may be affected by the emotions of the people around them, at this moment I really feel a little panicked in my heart.

When the whole team entered the village, the last ones were some convoys delivering supplies.

The crowd left the street and followed Hokage to the plaza under the Hokage Building, where Sandai Hokage would still speak to the villagers.

Everyone in Hyuga's family also went, but Zhen left quietly alone.

He didn't go home, but he didn't know where he wanted to go. All the streets were empty, and he wandered aimlessly alone. Finally, he found a bench by the side of the road and sat down.

The cheers of the villagers suddenly came from a distance, and they could be heard clearly even after a long distance. It might be that Hokage said something inspiring in the square.

Shinichi lay on the bench and looked at the sky quietly.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sky is slightly red, and I really heard footsteps in the distance, presumably the crowd dispersed.

"It's very unqualified for you to lie down like this."

A voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Zhen Wenyan, who was lying on the bench, immediately sat up, and he knew the person who was speaking next to him, Kakashi Hatake, the one who saved him on the front line.

"Sorry." Zhen leaned to the side, giving Kakashi half of the seat.

He seemed a little tired, and after sitting on the chair, he picked up the kettle and drank with his face turned aside.

Zhen Zhen looked towards him and saw that he was drinking water with his mask pulled down, but before he could see the profile of his face clearly, the other party pulled the mask back on.

"Why are you here?" Zhen asked after thinking about it.

"It's gone over there." Kakashi said lightly, sitting on the chair and doing nothing else, just leaning there and looking quietly into the distance.

What I'm really curious about is why Kakashi came to this place on the bench. It seems that he has no intention of talking to him at all. Wouldn't it be better to go home if he wants to rest.

Neither of the two took the initiative to speak again, and just sat there for a while before Kakashi got up and left without saying goodbye.

And not long after Kakashi left, when Shinya was about to leave, another familiar figure came over here.

It's Lin.

"True Monarch?" Lin was quite surprised when she saw the truth.

"Lin."

There was really no honorific, and the act of calling her by his first name made Lin even more surprised, thinking that the relationship between the two should not be that close.

"It's a coincidence."

"Yes." Lynn smiled.

"What's the matter here?" He asked.

"It's nothing, I just want to sit here for a while."

Sit for a while... I really glanced at the bench next to me.

"Is there any special significance here?"

"Eh?"

"Kakashi came just now."

Lin was startled when she heard the words, and immediately said to herself: "He has been here."

Then seeing Zhenzhen looking at him again, he hesitated for a while before saying: "...A friend of mine from the past likes to come here."

Zhen nodded: "That's it, I won't bother you."

Lin wanted to say no interruption, she felt it would be rude to ask someone to leave because of this kind of thing.

Shin continued: "It just so happens that I'm leaving too."

The two bid farewell. I really thought that there should be a lot of people going to comfort the monument today, so these two people must come here.

After walking far away, he looked back again. Lin was sitting quietly on the bench alone, the afterglow of the setting sun was falling on her shoulders, and the shadow of one person stretched a long time on the ground.