Konoha Avenue!
Shouts rose and fell one after another. The flow of people moved like a long dragon. Commerce was prosperous, and it seemed as though the tragic disaster of a few days prior had never happened at all.
For ordinary people, they had no say in the face of war. No matter what mindset they held toward war, it would neither stop nor start because of their will.
The threat of war took a backseat when compared to poverty and hunger.
For the sake of livelihood, whether they were willing or not, they had to continue doing business as if nothing was the matter.
If the villagers of Konoha lived bitterly, then the villagers outside of Konoha in this world lived in a living hell.
As one of the top five military organizations in the world, the safety level here was already T0-tier.
Caravans from all over, even knowing that a great battle had occurred in Konoha not long ago, saw their desire for money conquer their fear.
On the bustling avenue, a young girl with a blue-purple mark on her forehead had a head of light-golden long hair tied into a large ponytail. Beneath her bangs, her light-brown eyes carried a strange sense of vicissitudes. She looked up at a forty-five-degree angle toward the village's iconic structure, the Hokage Rock, and muttered to herself, "This old man really did play himself to death after all."
Immediately afterward, the blonde girl caught sight of a gaming console in front of a shop at the corner of the street. Her previous melancholic temperament was instantly replaced by the expression of a pervert spotting a beauty, but just as she was about to approach it, a hand grabbed the blonde girl's collar and hoisted her up.
"Let me go!"
"I want