It was already late. Jiogan sensed that his family's Fruit Shop had closed and that his mother had gone to rest, so he planned to sleep at his house near the Kurama Clan and visit her the next day to give her a surprise!
Jiogan also sensed the Kurama Clan. There was no one in Feiyun's courtyard. "It's so late—hasn't Feiyun gone home yet? Let me check the hospital!"
Then he sensed the hospital's situation. It would have been better if he had not looked, because the moment he did, he was shocked!
The hospital was in an utterly terrible state. Seriously wounded people were everywhere, along with screams and cries. Every movement and expression of the injured, doctors, and nurses struck at Jiogan's nerves! Every moment, new casualties were sent back from the front lines, and every moment, wounded people were covered with sheets and dragged into the morgue!
"So this was war?! Compared to the missions I used to carry out, those missions were nothing!" Jiogan frowned and sighed.
The joy of returning to the village vanished in that instant, replaced by crushing pressure!
War was the greatest meat grinder of all! The situation at the front was even crueler than Jiogan had imagined!
Jiogan recalled the Anime Timeline. In the Fourth Ninja World War, half of the eighty thousand Shinobi Allied Forces had been lost in just the first day! That was forty thousand people! When he watched the anime, all he saw were numbers! All he saw were the shining moments of the main cast! He never saw the mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath those numbers! He never saw the lives of countless ordinary shinobi, as cheap as grass!
Jiogan once again thought of the ninja way he had always clung to: give