The end of the war in Amegakure did not mean the end of the Second Shinobi World War.
It merely meant that the pressure on Konoha would lessen considerably.
Uchiha Yū, however, had run into a very troublesome situation. Tsunade was closing in step by step, her fists clenched as she hoisted the two brats into the air.
"You bastard! How did you sneak in here?!"
Bang!
After taking a Love Punch, Nawaki felt dizzy as a huge bump rapidly swelled on his head.
"Ow, ow, ow!"
Uchiha Yū beside him was not faring much better. According to his original role, he was supposed to stay in the rear, poisoning enemies and treating injured shinobi.
Yet, according to what Orochimaru had said, Uchiha Yū had been pursued by a jonin and recklessly charged into the heart of the battlefield. Luckily, he had run into Orochimaru, or he would have lost his life.
Bang!
One punch each! Fair and impartial!
The two turned their gazes toward Orochimaru, hoping he would put in a good word for them, but Orochimaru simply walked away.
They did not see the smile at the corner of Orochimaru's lips. The war had been fierce, but none of the people he cared about had died.
Dragging the two brats along, Tsunade sat wearily on a nearby rock. They were withdrawing from the Amegakure battlefield and had stopped at a village to rest briefly.
A yellow-haired brat ran out, hoping to beg for some food. Jiraiya happened to be nearby and spotted him.
"So it's this child..."
Jiraiya shared his food with him. He felt he owed them something. Yahiko's village had been destroyed by Konoha shinobi because they needed to advance quickly and cut off Amegakure's food supplies.
As the boy snatched the food from Jiraiya's hand