At the bottom of the crack, in a space sealed by the spell, a skinny figure huddled.
His white hair was scattered messily on the rocks, and his limbs were imprisoned by thick seal chains.
The once brilliant Progenitor of Chakra has lost its energy and now only has weak breathing left.
Tsunade fell down.
She did not deliberately restrain the fluctuations of Chakra.
When those feet stepped on the rock surface, the entire sealed space seemed to shake.
A blazing breath was like the rising sun shining into the darkness that had not seen the light for thousands of years, dispelling the cold and dead silence.
Ōtsutsuki Kaguya moved.
She raised her head, revealing her pale and thin face.
The eyes that once looked down at Shinobi World are now as dim as two glass beads rolled into the mud, leaving only a little glimmer.
She saw a figure with long silver hair standing in front of her.
The man stood against the light, exuding an almost burning sense of oppression that she had never felt before.
"... who are you?"
Kaguya's voice was hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Tsunade looked down at her. "Tsunade, the person who unified Shinobi World."
Kaguya narrowed his eyes slightly. "Are you here to kill me?"
"No."
Tsunade squatted down and looked at her level.
"I'll take you out. But there's a condition."
She paused, and her voice was as steady as announcing something that had been decided:
"From today on, be my woman."
Kaguya was stunned.
She opened her mouth, as if she didn't understand the sentence, and it took several breaths before she spoke:
"You... you are a woman."
"So what?"
Tsunade raised an eyebrow, with a natural scorn in his tone.
"The person I Tsunade want, what kind of gender is there?"
Kaguya looked at her blankly.
She couldn't tell there was any joke in that statement.
The silver-haired woman squatted in front of him, her eyes locked on her, as if she was looking at everything that had been included in the territory.
Kaguya has lived for thousands of years and has seen the greed and fear of countless men. She has seen them bow down and worship at her feet, and she has seen them try to drag her off the altar.
She had never seen anyone look at her like this.
No fear, no greed, no temptation.
Some are just a "you belong to me" that is so overbearing that it is almost natural.
"... funny."
Kaguya lowered his head, with a hint of mockery in his voice.
"I came to Shinobi World as Progenitor of Chakra, and all things bowed their heads."
"Now that I'm in this situation, a yellow-haired girl wants to take me as a woman?"
Tsunade didn't refute, just looked at her quietly, waiting for her to finish.
That kind of quietness carries with it a huge confidence, like a wall that won't shake.
Kaguya raised his head, met that gaze, and the trace of mockery at the corner of his mouth slowly melted away.
She didn't see arrogance or ridiculousness in that pair of Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan. What she saw was a kind of determination that she couldn't understand.
She is sure that her thousand years of experience have told her.
This woman means what she says.
"... If you are just pitying me, why not let me stay here." Kaguya whispered.
"Pity?"
Tsunade laughed and simply sat down cross-legged.
"If I pity you, do I need to go there myself?"
She held out her hand, palm up.
"I unified Shinobi World, collected all Tailed Beast, and broke your seal. What should I have to pity you for?"
"You are defeated, but you are not dead yet. As long as you are still alive, you are worthy of being mine."
Kaguya was silent for a long time.
She looked at the hand.
Long silver hair, fair backs of hands.
The hand was open to her. She
He moved a little and his fingers trembled slightly.
It has been sealed for too long, and its limbs have become as stiff as dead wood.
It took her a while before she finally raised her hand and placed her fingertips on Tsunade's palm.
Tsunade tightened his fingers and held her hand.
The force was not heavy, but very powerful, making Kaguya feel a strange warmth for the first time.
"Tsunade..."
Kaguya repeated it in a low voice, and then was pulled up by Tsunade.
Her body was so weak that she couldn't even stand firmly, almost staggering and leaning on Tsunade's shoulders.
Tsunade didn't let go and held her waist with his backhand.
"Stand still. I'll take you home."
The wind poured in from outside the cracks, blowing Kaguya's white hair.
She looked at the dark blue night sky above the crack and the other half of the moon that was slowly separating, and suddenly asked:
"Did you break the moon?"
"Hmm."
"For me?"
"To bring you out." Tsunade didn't look back, his voice was calm, "Do you have any objections?"
Kaguya said no more.
She lowered her eyes and let Tsunade take her away from the darkness that had trapped her for thousands of years.
When we returned to Konoha, it was evening.
The soft rays of sunset fell in front of a quiet Japanese-style house.
Tsunade took Kaguya into the back room, found a light blue bathrobe, and handed it to her:
"Go take a shower and change your clothes. I'll take you to meet some people tonight."
Kaguya stood in the room, looking at the neatly folded bathrobe, and then at the shabby white robe on his body.
She couldn't remember how many years it had been since she had changed her clothes.
She reached out and touched the soft material, suddenly feeling a little strange.
But she said nothing more and turned around to walk to the bathroom.
The sound of water rushing sounded.
Tsunade was sitting on the verandah outside, looking at the old tree in the yard, her long silver-white hair fluttering slightly in the evening breeze.
She closed her eyes and felt calm.
I brought Kaguya back not for a vase, nor for charity.
No matter how weak this woman is, she is still Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.
She wanted her to live, live in Konoha, and live where she could see her.
As for what identity she is willing to accept, that is a matter for the future.
The bathroom door opened.
Kaguya came out wearing a light blue yukata, with wet white hair hanging on her shoulders, looking much better than before.
Although he was still thin, his eyes were already a little brighter.
She looked down at her outfit, feeling a little uncomfortable, as if she was wearing clothes that didn't belong to her.
Tsunade stood up and looked her over. "Very good."
Kaguya looked at her. "Where are you taking me?"
"Women's Mutual Aid Association." Tsunade walked towards the door, "Since you are here, just show your name."
Kaguya followed her. "Women's Mutual Aid Association... women help each other?"
"Yeah. You can do it." Tsunade didn't look back.
Kaguya was silent for a moment and did not refute.
In the halls of Konoha and Senju Estate, the fragrance of tea lingers.
Several core members of the Women's Mutual Aid Association have already taken their seats on both sides of the long table.
Tsunade opened the door and walked in, followed by Kaguya who was wearing a light blue yukata.
Everyone's eyes fell on the strange white-haired woman at the same time. They were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Tsunade.
Yamanaka Sora was the first to break the silence. "Lady Tsunade, who is this?"
"My people."
Tsunade answered briefly.
"We will stay at Konoha from now on. Let her know the door today."
The ladies exchanged quick glances.
No one dared to ask more questions, and no one dared to ignore the weight of Tsunade's words.
Lola Akimichi enthusiastically moved half of the cushion out. "Come on, come on, sit here."
Kaguya hesitated for a moment.
She looked at those women, their clothes, their smiles, their eyes.
They live in a land where there is no need to fear.
She was stung by the atmosphere, and seemed to be wrapped in something warm.
She learned to sit on the cushion, feeling a little stiff.
But no one minded, a cup of hot tea was handed to her hand.
"What's your name?" Ria Nara asked gently.
"Kaguya."
"Kaguya? What a good name. Come and sit here often in the future."
Yamanaka Sora began to talk about interesting things in the village recently.
Kaguya held the teacup and listened to the trivial and ordinary chatter and laughter without interrupting, but the teacup in his hand gradually became warmer.
As time Tenten passed, Kaguya gradually learned to watch the sparrows pecking in the courtyard, and learned to sit quietly among the women and listen to their conversations.
When children passed by, she would reach out and touch their hair gently, and then watch them run away with giggles.
She began to recognize the streets of Konoha.
The eaves dyed red by the setting sun, the rising smoke, and the lights that light up at night.
Thousands of years ago, Progenitor of Chakra felt like he was living like a human being for the first time.
But every time in the dead of night, when she sat alone in front of the window, the emptiness that had lost her power would still surge up like a tide.
Like water that cannot be held in the palm of a hand, it reminds her time and time again that she is no longer the same person she once was.
Tsunade noticed it.
One night, she pushed open Kaguya's door and saw the man sitting by the window, his white clothes glowing coldly in the moonlight.
Tsunade didn't go in, but just leaned against the door frame. "Are you thinking about how to regain your strength?"
Kaguya moved slightly and turned around, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "You can see it."
"You can't hide it from me."
Tsunade walked into the house, pulled up a chair and sat down.
"I have no intention of stopping you. If I lost my power, I would find a way to get it back."
Kaguya looked at her. "Aren't you afraid that I will bite you back after I regain my strength?"
"You can try."
Tsunade replied calmly, with a hint of a smile on his lips.
That smile made Kaguya feel an unreal sense of security, like a vine hanging on the edge of a cliff.
It's obvious that it will fall if you let go, but it makes people feel inexplicably reassured.
"I told you, don't worry."
Tsunade repeated it again.
"Your Chakra has not been destroyed, it has just been sealed for too long. It is like a river being blocked, but the source is still there."
"At least you have to wait until your body recovers before you can withstand the impact of regaining your strength."
"At that time, I will help you."
Kaguya looked at Tsunade's pair of Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan that shimmered in the night and said nothing.
Tsunade stood up, walked to her, and looked into her eyes:
"I will give you your power back."
"But you have to remember that you have to stand by my side as my woman."
"It's not to subvert anything, it's just to give you the confidence to live."
Kaguya lowered her eyes, and after a long moment, she nodded slightly.
Tsunade said no more.
She turned around and walked out the door, closing the door gently.
The night was dark, and the lights of Konoha were burning one by one in the distance.
Kaguya was sitting by the window, his fingertips gently stroking his palms.
She waited. There was no rush.