"Marry Yahiko... and go back...?"
Konan widened her eyes, her face filled with disbelief.
She stood rooted to the spot, her mind in complete disarray.
The words were like bombs that had suddenly appeared, exploding one after another in her heart.
She understood the meaning of every single word, yet when they were put together, they seemed to become an obscure and incomprehensible incantation, leaving her utterly lost and confused.
She tried to sort out her thoughts and imagine the scene.
But more and more chaotic thoughts tangled together like threads, becoming messier the more she tried to unravel them and making it even harder for her to understand.
What kind of beautiful world would it take for her to marry Yahiko?
Marry Yahiko...
If it had happened when she was at her most innocent, how happy would that have been...
Back then... she had liked him so much...
But war, disaster, death...
These things had made even something as simple as marriage incredibly difficult...
When even survival required bitter struggle to obtain, speaking of happiness... wasn't that both tragic and ridiculous...
Konan looked at the dazed Konan and sighed inwardly.
"What a pity. We came too late."
"But... perhaps it isn't too late after all..."
Hidden Mist Village.
"We've already extracted the intelligence."
"The Empire's army is divided into five major divisions this time, with each division corresponding to one of our Five Great Nations."
"There are roughly two hundred thousand of them."
"And every one of them is at least a Jonin!"
"Besides that, they have four Six Paths-level individuals!"
"Their Cross-Dimensional Channel is located somewhere in our world. He didn't have sufficient authority, so I couldn't find out exactly where."
"This man is called Rasa. He serves as the highest administrator of the Land of Wind