Naruto is still unaware of what happened to Konoha at this time.
His steps came to a mountain somewhere.
Naruto stopped the process of large-scale scanning using "Divine Technique·Clairvoyance".
It wasn't that Chakra was bad, nor was there any trace of Jigen, but in the valley below, an extremely simple and even inconspicuous sight unexpectedly caught his eye, pulling his consciousness away from the vast flow of time and information.
It was a small mound, with a rough wooden tombstone standing in front of it.
In this inaccessible barren mountain, such a simple tomb looks particularly lonely.
With the height and distance Naruto was at at the moment, it was impossible to see the handwriting on the tombstone clearly.
But in order to cooperate with Divine Technique Clairvoyance, he is currently using Six-Tomoe Rinnegan with observation power Strongest.
Clairvoyance itself has no visual bonus, and can only be observed with your own eyes, so it takes the bonuses of Rinnegan, Byakugan, and Sharingan.
His gaze penetrated the space and focused on the weathered wooden sign.
Yota.
This simple name was somewhat blurred, and the edges were eroded white by wind and rain, but it still caught Naruto's eyes completely.
Yota...
A gap was opened in the dusty memory, and the image of a little boy wearing a tattered cloak, with a thin body, no whites in his eyes but always smiling, gradually emerged from the mists of time.
The boy with the ability to control the weather.
Naruto remembered.
That was a long time ago, before he entered Ninja Academy, and the hidden dangers of Nine-Tails in his body made the village's senior officials feel like they were facing a formidable enemy, and they were always under surveillance by ANBU.
Yota suddenly appears in Konoha.
He is not a living person, but a dead person who was summoned by Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu when his tribe asked Orochimaru for help.
He has the unique ability that his emotions can directly affect the weather.
It will snow when you are happy, it will rain when you are sad, it will cause Purple Eyes thunder and lightning when you are angry, and it will produce strong wind when you whistle.
Such a special child quickly attracted the attention of some children at the same time.
Sakura Haruno, Ino Yamanaka, Shikamaru Nara, Choji Akimichi...
They became friends with the lonely Yota, played together, shared snacks, and tried to dispel his sadness and uneasiness.
That short period of time was perhaps the few warmth that young Yota felt after his death.
It is a coincidence that at the same time as Naruto, the few children with both Parents and Parents were almost all encountered by Yota.
And Naruto himself...
Naruto's eyes became a little distant.
At that time, because of his identity as Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, he was rejected and isolated by the villagers, and there was always ANBU around him secretly watching him.
He saw Yota, saw his interaction with Sakura and the others, and also saw the loneliness in Yota's eyes.
It was a loneliness that vaguely resonated with his own situation.
He had secretly provided some help and warned of some dangers, but because of the existence of ANBU, he who had not yet integrated into the world could not approach and play without scruples like Sakura and the others.
He is more like an observer outside the circle.
The fragments of memory were finally frozen in the last scene. Yota's Impure World Reincarnation was lifted, and the body began to turn into light points and dissipate.
Before disappearing completely, the boy who was always a little timid showed a clean and grateful smile to him who was hiding in the shadows in the distance, and said with his last strength:
"Naruto, is a good person."
Good people...
Naruto's mouth twitched, revealing a very faint, almost self-deprecating arc.
He slowly fell from the air and stood silently in front of the simple tomb.
There are only a few stubborn weeds swaying in the wind around the rough wooden monument and small mound.
This place is far away from people, so quiet that only the wind can be heard. Yota's bones were probably dug out from here, and there probably wasn't even a decent funeral.
"Really..."
Naruto whispered to himself, his voice so light that it was almost blown away by the wind.
"I have never felt that I am a good person."
He stretched out his hand and lightly brushed the two inscriptions "Yota" on the wooden tablet with his fingertips, feeling the rough texture of the wood and the traces left by the years.
"You guys have a very special eye for seeing people."
Naruto shook his head, his eyes complex.
"Does a good person appear in the eyes of a good person?"
He thought of Yota's innocent eyes and that brief but clean friendship.
In that childhood full of suspicion, rejection and surveillance, Yota and his friends were like a weak but warm light. Although they never really illuminated his path forward, they let him know that the world was not just indifference and hostility.
Although Naruto did not integrate into the world at that time, it was able to pry open his defenses against loneliness.
He was used as a tool to sell weather by his tribe, and his bones were exhumed after his death and became an experimental subject for Orochimaru who was learning Impure World Reincarnation...
Why do you always like to laugh?
Maybe Sakura who was on Hokage Rock at that time thought of you and after learning about your experience, he wouldn't ask me why I always like to laugh.
You have suffered too much.
Naruto took out something from his arms.
It was a plain handkerchief, neatly folded, with the exquisite Yamanaka Clan emblem embroidered on the edge.
This was forced upon him by Ino one time, saying that he was always busy and should pay attention to his appearance.
He keeps it with him but rarely uses it.
He glanced at the family emblem on the handkerchief, and the hearty and concerned smile of Ino flashed in his mind, as well as Sakura, Shikamaru, Choji...
Friends who have played with Yota.
Now, they are all on Konoha, embarking on their own paths.
After a moment of silence, Naruto carefully put the handkerchief back into his pocket.
He raised his arm and gently wiped Yota's tombstone with his sleeve.
The movements were not gentle, but they were very careful. They brushed off the accumulated dust and wiped away the bird stains, making the two words appear clearer.
"Sleep peacefully, Yota."
Naruto looked at the tombstone that had been wiped clean, his voice calm.
"There are still a lot of bad things in this world, but at least the 'good people' you know are living pretty well now.
Peace and happiness will come to this world and be created by the people who desire them."
He said nothing more and took no additional action.
He just stood quietly for a while, as if he was paying his respects, and as if he was just taking a short rest.
Then, he turned around and looked at the vast Shinobi World land again.
In that pair of Six-Tomoe Rinnegan, the short-term softness and recollection quickly faded away, and were replaced by calmness, depth and determination again.
Jigen has not been found yet, and the road ahead is still long.
Yota's tombstone was like a stop on the journey, allowing him to stop for a moment, look back at the way he came, and then move on.
The wind is still blowing.
It blew past the green mountains, the simple wooden monument, and also blew the hair and clothes of Naruto Golden.
His body swayed and turned into a stream of Golden light, once again entering the vast land of Shinobi World like a fish entering the sea.
"Naruto, come on! I believe what you said will definitely come true!"
An illusory figure seemed to come out from behind the tombstone, he opened his mouth and said.