Infinite Tsukuyomi

"Where the hell is this!" Hashirama looked at the scenery under his feet.

The Third Shinobi World War was, to some extent, a continuation of World War II.

The conflict caused by the unbalanced distribution of resources.

In this war, Konoha could be said to have established its position as the leader of the five major Shinobi villages.

In the early days of World War III, most people in Konoha, including the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, supported the war.

But no one expected that the Land of Fire would pay such a terrible price to win this war.

A large number of young elites died in the front line.

The inherited Naruto class was wiped out except for one member.

And Konoha's fourth generation Naruto couple was sacrificed in the Nine Tails incident a few years ago.

How weak is Konoha?

A village that can't even find a young leader.

Can only rely on this group of old guys to survive.

Is a victory at such a price really a victory?

Sarutobi sat in his seat, and in a trance, he seemed to see the former Minato First Class.

Namikaze Minato was his favorite successor.

Young, bold,

Full of a sense of reform, a disciple who didn't come from a rich family, with his charm, won the support of Konoha's Shinobi.

At the same time, his wife was Konoha's second generation Nine-tails Jinchuriki.

But he died.

A man called Golden Flash, who had the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, died.

That was because he couldn't retreat, and he couldn't escape.

The night of the Nine Tails.

Many Shinobi just watched.

Some even took advantage of the situation.

Those who participated in the sealing of the Nine Tails knew about the Sharingan in the eyes of the Nine Tails, but the result was that Konoha banned them from talking about it.

Guided the spearhead.

Directed the hatred of the villagers to a baby.

For what?

What else could it be for?

Sarutobi felt guilty towards Naruto, but he couldn't. He couldn't even make it up to him. Even if the villagers' behavior was strange, it was difficult to attract the attention of people with intentions. However, Naruto's attitude would expose the Nine-tails' Jinchuriki. The only thing he could do was to give the task of monitoring the Nine Tails to his most trusted confidant.

Konoha could not afford another war.

This was the consensus of almost everyone.

A silver-haired Dark Group member wearing a cat mask was running quickly in the corridor towards Naruto's office.

After showing his identity, he came to the side of the third leader, Naruto, and whispered into his ear.

The third leader couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard the news. He looked at the Dark Group and ordered, "Inform the Dark Group to monitor the people coming in and out of Konoha. If there's any non-mission reason, immediately detain them. At the same time … immediately put the entire Naruto building under martial law." Sarutobi's expression was extremely serious. "Now immediately invite the Lord to come over."

Kakashi's expression was complicated as he walked in front of Hashirama to lead the way.

Konoha's ninjas would keep their own Chakra records after graduation. After returning from a mission, they would confirm it with their personal information and Chakra. Konoha's ninja's Chakra was basically the same based on their family's region. However, Kakashi was sensitive enough to sense an unfamiliar Chakra aura. The aura was fleeting, but it was caught by the Perceptor.

Kakashi's mouth twitched. How could he have imagined that the mysterious person who "invaded" Konoha was a young Shodai Aime? Moreover, he was a man who had just woken up from a hangover and was kneeling on the ground in depression. Kakashi recalled how this mysterious person had grabbed him from his hiding spot and pulled him in front of him. Kakashi's face was filled with despair as he pointed at Konoha and asked where he was.

The first leader that he worshipped since he was young turned out to have such a personality.

Thinking of this, Kakashi couldn't help but smile. That kind of Chakra, that kind of Chakra wrapped in a powerful aura of vitality, if this man is really Naruto, then maybe Konoha can turn the situation around, maybe this village can change.

He can tell us what the will of fire is.

Banzi could hear Naruto's voice from across the courtyard. Banzi subconsciously sped up. Before she went out, for some reason, she took out her Komatsu red lipstick to make her complexion look better.

One big and one small held hands and sat on a stool in front of the door. Naruto was already holding a teriyaki chicken meatball in his hand.

"I used my clone to go ahead and buy something to eat," Hashirama rubbed Naruto's little head and smiled like a blooming flower.

There was no other reason other than the fact that his sweetheart looked so beautiful in a bathrobe!

The boss who always wore dark colors changed into a powder blue bathrobe. A thin layer of bangs wrapped around the side of her face. Her skin was white and her lips were slightly red.

Hashirama held Banzi's hand and stuffed the Imperial Guard he had prepared in advance into his sweetheart's palm. "Let's go together, Naruto can't wait any longer."

There was a sea of people at the festival. Even the cool September wind couldn't dampen the people's enthusiasm for the festival.

A child's energy was boundless. Even though this festival happened every year, Naruto was still as excited as ever. There was a festive atmosphere of food on both sides of the street. Naruto asked for a little bit here and there. Before long, Banzi had a lot of food in her hands.

Hashirama held Naruto's hand and ran to the front where the crowd was gathered. Both the big and the small were full of curiosity.

A craftsman wearing a red shirt poured syrup spoonful by spoonful into a small hole. Under the high temperature, he pulled out long and thin white candy.

"This is amazing!"

Hashirama was puzzled. His reaction was faster than his brain. By the time he reacted, he had already bought two marshmallows.

Seeing Naruto's face full of candy, Banzi took the marshmallow and took a bite out of it in disgust.

It was sweet, no different from white sugar.

But the texture was okay.

Banzi stared coldly at the ball of dessert on the stick. She had seen it before at the festival. Children and women liked it, but she couldn't try it because of her status. Today, she saw that it was just so-so.

Banzi put down the hand holding the marshmallow. After a while, she couldn't help but take another bite out of it.

The consequence of not being able to control herself was that she had to ask Kashiwa Moritte to use the Water Escape Technique to wash her face.

The water mixed with her bangs. Banzi simply tucked her bangs behind her ears. The Source of All Evil beside her was still holding its stomach and laughing.

"Hahahahaha, why are you eating until your face is covered in water too? Hahaha!"

Nonsense!

It's such a big ball. If I want to eat it all, it will definitely stick to my face!

Hashirama had laughed enough and patted Banzi's shoulder. "Why don't you ask me for another bamboo stick? You can use the other stick to pick up the candy."

Why didn't you say so earlier!

Banzi was about to explode in anger. Just as she was about to leave, her vision darkened.

The man's entire body covered the woman, hugging her waist from behind. The perfect height difference allowed him to see the top of her head. Hashirama took out the Chinese twig he had just bought and inserted it into her hair.

“？”

Hashirama showed an apologetic expression, but his eyes were still smiling. Banzi's skin was very white, and her face happened to be a cute goose egg shape. After lifting up her hair, her eyes were exposed. They were black and shiny, and her lips were red and moist. They looked very suitable for kissing.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. Naruto has already run ahead."

Banzi choked. She didn't know what to feel, but she had no choice but to follow Mori.

At the climax of the ceremony, people in blue and red festive costumes carried the mountain cart through the square. Accompanied by long shouts and turns, many children at the end of the line imitated them quite well.

The crowd came and went, shouting, and singing. Many ninjas had shed their usual murderous aura and were smiling with their families, enjoying this rare happiness.

The sky was filled with flowers, lights, and music.

"What a beautiful place …"

Feeling the warmth between the two of them, Hashirama turned to look at Banzi and whispered to himself. His eyes were full of affection.

Meeting such a person in such a world was a blessing.

His gaze slowly moved down and slid to Banzi's slightly thin cherry lips. He couldn't help but smile. "Yeah … you too."

"Hmm?" There were so many people around the cart that Banzi couldn't hear clearly.

Hashirama sighed softly and couldn't hold it in anymore. "Boss Banzi …"

When the woman turned around in confusion, a scorching palm forcefully inserted into her hair. With a faint scent of trees, he kissed her domineeringly.

In an instant, his lips were sucked by another hot part, and a part that didn't belong to him slipped into his mouth. He was tasting it unscrupulously. Banzi subconsciously opened his eyes and tried to retreat, but the palm behind his head firmly imprisoned him and continued to deepen the kiss.

The air gradually became sticky. Even the noise behind them became near and far. The only sound in their ears was the sound of each other's heartbeats.

When the kiss ended, Banzi panted and broke free. Her pale lips were kissed into a deep cherry color. She was flustered and exasperated. "Mori!

Hand!

Bai!

Ma! "

She thought that she must be out of her mind. She couldn't even feel angry.

"… Sweet." The black-haired man licked his lips. "So sweet."

“！”

Taking advantage of Banzi's anger, the black-haired man kissed her again. This time, it was even more scorching and thorough than the first time.

Undiscovered places were licked and licked. Their lips and tongues intertwined, making the sound of water.

His palm was hot on Banzi's back, transmitting to her skin through the thin bathrobe.

The deep kiss lasted for a few minutes.

This time, Banzi was completely dumbfounded. Banzi stared at the man in front of her in a daze. Her face was flushed red and full of helplessness. She didn't even notice the silver thread that pulled out when her lips parted. Her brain was obviously a mess.

Hashirama hugged his sweetheart in amusement. He wiped the corner of her lips and said seriously, "Miss Banzi, please be with me."