Torikaze shook his head after hearing that. "Of course not. They won't see it as a continuation of their bloodline. They'll only see it as a defilement of their bloodline and retaliate against the Shinobi World even more severely."
"So, cast aside all fantasies and prepare for the battles ahead. That's the only true path. Everything else is unrealistic."
Kushina had completely given up hope as well. In truth, she understood that this was something that simply could not be avoided through war.
But whenever there was war, people died. The Shinobi World had been peaceful for so many years, and the major nations had been at peace with one another for decades.
They should have been joining hands to build better lives, yet they suddenly had to prepare to resist enemies from beyond the world who could arrive at any time.
This kind of unavoidable war was the most infuriating.
"Ah, it's not something I can influence anyway, so I won't worry about it. I'm sure you and Big Brother can solve it."
After saying that, Kushina returned to her room to rest. Seeing this, Minato followed her back to check on her.
Afterward, everyone went about their own business. Torikaze returned to his chair, lay back, and resumed his leisurely day.
Three months later, Konoha had fully entered winter.
Under Torikaze's deliberate guidance, Konoha had received several moderate snowfalls. The entire village was now blanketed in silver, breathtakingly beautiful.
There were only around three months in the year when they could enjoy such scenery. After New Year passed and some time went by, the weather would begin to warm again.
At this point, there was only one month left until Konoha's Spring Festival.
Shops on the streets had already begun selling paper cutouts, lanterns, and all kinds of