Three years.
The biggest event in the shinobi world recently had been the peace negotiations between Konoha and Cloud Hidden.
Although Sunagakure and Iwagakure had clashed often, both sides had remained restrained. Not even a localized war had broken out; only espionage activities between the two nations had become quite frequent.
And the signing of the ceasefire agreement between Konoha and Cloud Hidden marked the end of the Third Shinobi World War.
Flame Hidden Village, Uchiha Sora's residence.
Shisui, now a head taller with far more defined muscles, walked into the courtyard.
He saw Uchiha Sora lying on a sofa, wearing an eye mask as he took an afternoon nap, while three children practiced tree climbing on the large tree in the yard.
Tree climbing meant covering one's feet in chakra and "walking" up a tree, a practice for chakra control.
Two of them looked three or four years old, one red-haired and one black-haired. They were Gaara and Sasuke.
The other was an older girl. Her black hair gleamed with a silky sheen, and several faint freckles dotted the tip of her small, straight nose. She was soaked in sweat at the moment.
She looked eight or nine, yet her chakra control was worse than those two little children.
Die was not suited to becoming a ninja.
Uchiha Sora had told her that long ago.
The Uchiha Clan placed great importance on ninja talent. If she had shown any talent, she would not have remained a civilian in the original timeline, only to become another victim of Uchiha Itachi's blade.
Ah... that was not entirely accurate. Even Uchiha ninja would have met Uchiha Itachi's blade.
Uchiha Sora had only agreed to let her train alongside Sasuke and the others because her pestering had started to annoy him.