Kushina listened as Kaede recounted his heroic deeds on the battlefield, where he had cut down countless enemies. Her envious gaze sparkled with excitement. She wasn't admiring Kaede so much as imagining herself in his place, getting a taste of what it was like to fight on the battlefield.
Bam! She slammed a fist onto the table, her red hair flying.
"No way! I'm going to the battlefield too. I'm going to find that old Third Hokage right now and make him send me to Minato's side." Without a thought for the table she'd smashed, she hurried off to find the Third Hokage.
Kaede used the Body Flicker Technique to appear in front of the door and shook his head at her. "Kushina, act your age. Don't forget who you are. How could someone like you be sent to the battlefield so easily?
"Think carefully. If you really did show up on the battlefield, it definitely wouldn't be a good thing."
"I... I just wanted to... Forget it." She walked back and sat down silently, staring blankly at the ceiling, her spirits very low.
Kaede knew that beneath her strong exterior lay a fragile heart. She was lonely—that was the fate of a Jinchūriki. The only person who had stayed by her side all this time was Minato. He was the only one who saw her as a person, rather than a vessel for some fox.
So she disguised herself with violence, making everyone fear her. It made her feel a little better.
"The battlefield isn't as wonderful as you imagine. You'll experience comrades dying beside you, fear closing in around you, and death just a step away. The thrill of it can make your blood race, but it's followed by endless grief."
As he slowly described his true experiences