Magical, Isn't It?

"Phew..."

Grandpa Zang trembled as he lifted the black cloth, letting out a breath as though he had finally been relieved of some crushing weight. The wrinkles covering his face relaxed, and beneath the sunlight, that deeply lined face seemed to shine.

At that moment, Grandpa Zang looked as though he had accomplished the most important—or most satisfying—thing in his life.

One could practically read from his trembling body and relaxed wrinkles: "Even if I died now, it would have been worth it."

Yet no one appreciated or marveled at Grandpa Zang's glorious moment. At that instant, the four people standing before him and the camera had already huddled together, their gazes fixed on the photo in Chiba's hands.

It developed that quickly...? The cameras in the Naruto World didn't look advanced, but they were still different from those in my previous life. It could actually develop directly under sunlight!

Chiba's face was slightly pale as his trembling hands held the freshly developed photograph. As the thought surfaced, he gulped.

At the same time, Hirohiko and Yukina, pressed close against him, also gulped. Reflected in their eyes was a black photograph whose image was slowly emerging.

"Magical, isn't it? A photo can develop under sunlight. Only Grandpa Zang can do something like that."

Kushina's voice came as she too looked at the photograph.

But after her words came only silence, along with the increasingly tense backs of her three disciples. Within that silence, an atmosphere of nervousness had already begun to spread.

Is there a ghost?

*Or isn't there? A photo developing under sunlight—whether or not it was because the Naruto World had taken a bizarre path down the technology tree—was scientifically impossible. It violated the principles of photographic imaging, didn't it...? I don't know much about that, but in