What now?
How was he supposed to leave like this?
Looking at the sheets of paper before him, Chiba took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing all the despair in his heart as his brow slowly furrowed.
He should not have made this mistake. He should have considered whether the children could read.
But it was understandable. After a great battle, surviving near death, then facing crippled legs and an inability to refine Chakra—his very life depending on a group of ordinary children—there had simply been too much for him to do after waking up. Most of it had been beyond his control, scattering his attention too widely.
Or rather, there were simply too many things to consider. Chiba was not perfect. Not just Chiba—even a wise man would make a mistake after a thousand considerations, let alone him.
In this Naruto World, Chiba was indeed special as a transmigrator. But as a person, he was not all that different. He still had the weaknesses he should have, and he still made the mistakes he could make.
Compared to some irreparable blunders, this mistake was a major one for the entire rescue plan, but it was not beyond remedy.
There should still be some way to handle it.
Returning to the village as soon as possible was an unchanging prerequisite. But if I leave just like this, I can't rest easy. The Fate Alteration Plan requires all my energy. If I'm worried about this place, it could pose a huge risk to changing Rin's fate.
No matter what, I have to find a solution here.
With that thought, Chiba plopped down onto the ground. He looked at the pile of papers, then out the window, and fell silent.
If he left like this, of course he could not rest easy. Even