Otsutsuki Urashiki Has Arrived

Menma and the others followed the seaside path. Unexpectedly, right up until they reached their destination, they did not encounter another interception from the Matsuo Group, whether ninja or samurai.

It was as if the failure of the Demon Brothers had made the other side draw in its claws for the time being—or perhaps they were brewing something.

Their destination was a two-story wooden house by the sea.

The house looked rather old, its timber darkened by sea wind and salt, but the structure was still sturdy.

There was a small open space in front of the house where fishing nets were laid out to dry. To the south of the house was a dense forest that stretched all the way to a quiet fishing village in the distance, while to the north was the largest port in the Land of Waves.

On the main road, a few villagers carrying shoulder poles could occasionally be seen staggering along. It was hard to tell whether they were going to the port to try their luck or carrying their catch to town to sell, but every face carried numbness and exhaustion.

Tazuna looked at the home before him and let out a long breath. He raised a sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, a relaxed smile appearing on his face. "We're here. This is my house."

"Aw yeah! We're finally here!" Naruto cheered, planting his hands on his hips as he curiously sized up the little seaside house, then gazed out at the distant ocean view, looking full of enthusiasm.

Hinata was also drawn in by the surroundings: the azure sea, the long coastline, and the salty, damp air that somehow carried a sense of freedom.

She quietly glanced at Menma's profile beside her, her fair cheeks flushing slightly as