Compared with the Shinobi World, the world inside the moon was far too desolate. The only places where people gathered in large numbers were the cities where the Otsutsuki Main Family and Branch Family lived.
The scenery visible everywhere was identical to that of the Land of Fire. It was easy to guess that when Hamura Otsutsuki created this world, he had faithfully recreated the landscape of his homeland.
After enjoying a barbecue in the wild among the rolling hills, Rikusei and Madara returned to the city they had been in earlier.
The taste of victory filled every corner of the city. Crowds celebrating ran through the streets, spreading the news. Cang Lu hadn't hidden the role Madara had played in the war; he had even put up banners proclaiming, "Peace was brought by the shinobi of Konoha."
Konoha.
This unfamiliar concept had taken root on the moon for the first time. After learning about it, the excited crowds couldn't help wondering what the village in the Land of Fire was like.
Standing by the window, Rikusei gazed helplessly at the ribbons fluttering in the sky. He couldn't bring himself to look at the slogans written on them. He covered his face with one hand and tossed the scroll onto the cushion behind him.
During the days of celebration, he had mastered the Summoning Jutsu for tools. He was about to try it out when the cheers from the plaza interrupted him.
Madara was comparing Taijutsu with an Otsutsuki shinobi, drawing waves of cheers from the onlookers.
Rikusei clearly saw Madara's cheeks turn wine-red. As expected, he must have been recognized while going to drink the free liquor and gotten drunk.
It was understandable.
There weren't many people in Konoha who dared to drink with Madara. The Otsutsuki, who didn't