Plop!
Hyuga Setsuna steadied himself and looked at everything that had happened inside the shrine, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
Kakashi lay half-reclined on the ground in silence, occasionally glancing toward Akishinomiya Yuri, his gaze full of complexity and confusion.
When he saw Hyuga Setsuna arrive, he moved as if to get up, but his face turned pale and he fell back down again. He could only helplessly twitch his lips, wanting to say something but not knowing how to put it.
In the end, he could only remain silent.
As for the man who was probably called Niao, he had died quite miserably. A wooden spear had brutally pierced straight through his entire head from top to bottom.
His face was frozen in terror, panic, and fear, while his eyes held even more regret and unwillingness.
The man in nightwear embroidered with gold trim seemed to have received special attention. Not a single part of his body was intact.
Like a lump of mangled flesh, he was covered in bloody scabs, his face completely unrecognizable. Where his arms had been looked as though they had been chopped off, with blood continuously spilling from the wounds.
Not far away stood Grandma Shiori and Akishinomiya Yuri.
The dark clouds that had previously dispersed gathered once more in the sky, though this time, neither thunder nor that will appeared.
The wooden monster Grandma Shiori had become held Akishinomiya Yuri tightly as they crouched atop the ruins of the former wooden house.
This wooden house, now smashed into ruins, had carried far, far too many beautiful memories for them both.
Seeing Hyuga Setsuna finally arrive in the distance, Grandma Shiori raised her ugly wooden hand and waved at him, as though greeting him.
Within the Sealing Space, Otsutsuki Kaguya looked curiously at