Haku

A month later.

Two figures, one large and one small, braved the wind and snow as they appeared in a remote village in the Land of Water.

The taller figure was Guy, still wearing his familiar gray robe and a conical hat.

The smaller figure was wrapped in a coat crudely sewn from thick white bear hide.

He wore a hat made from a tanned bear head, with bear-hide gloves on his hands as well.

The complete "polar bear outfit" made him look like an adorably clumsy little white bear.

It was Kimimaro.

Guy and Kimimaro had encountered a white bear blocking their path, and it had unsurprisingly become their food.

Guy had simply treated the hide and sewn it into this crude but exceptionally warm outfit.

Kimimaro seemed to like it very much. He wore it quietly the whole time, occasionally reaching out with his little hand to stroke the soft fur.

Guy raised his head, and snow slid rustling from the brim of his hat.

He looked toward the distant village, buried beneath snow and consisting of only a few dozen low houses, then sighed.

"I hope... we found the right place this time."

Over the past month, he and Kimimaro had searched many similar villages.

All to find traces of the child named "Haku."

Unfortunately, they had yet to succeed.

Guy had originally thought it would be easy.

After all, in his "memories," Haku had been born in a village in the Land of Water that was shrouded in wind and snow year-round.

Logically speaking, the Land of Water was surrounded by the sea and had a damp climate. There should not have been many places where it snowed all year.

The target should have been obvious.

But the weather in the Shinobi World was simply that