Torifu shook his head after hearing that. "Of course that's impossible. They wouldn't see it as the continuation of their bloodline. They'd only think their bloodline had been defiled, and then they'd launch even harsher retaliatory attacks against the Shinobi World."
"So cast aside all fantasies and prepare to face the battles ahead. That's the true way forward. Everything else is unrealistic."
Kushina completely gave up hope as well. In truth, she understood it too. Something like this could never be avoided through war.
But whenever there was war, people died. The Shinobi World had been at peace for so many years, and the great nations had already shaken hands and made peace for decades.
They should have been joining hands to create a better life, yet all of a sudden, they had to prepare to defend against extraterrestrial enemies who might arrive at any moment.
This kind of war, one they had no choice but to start, was the most frustrating of all.
"Sigh, it's not something I can influence anyway, so I'm not going to worry about it. I'm sure Big Brother and the rest of you will be able to handle it."
After saying that, Kushina returned to her room to rest. Seeing this, Minato followed her back to check on her.
After that, everyone went about their own business. Torifu returned to his chair and lay down again, beginning another leisurely day.
Three months later, Konoha had fully entered winter.
Under Torifu's deliberate guidance, several moderate snowfalls had fallen over Konoha. The whole village was now wrapped in silver and white, beautiful beyond words.
Out of the entire year, there were only about three months when one could experience scenery like this. Once the New Year passed and some time went by, the weather would begin