Sakura Haruno set Sasori's entire "family" on fire.
She wanted to leave right away.
But then she recalled the sight of Granny Chiyo in unbearable grief.
She forced herself to stay despite her discomfort.
Fortunately, Sasori had converted almost his entire body into a puppet.
After he was set alight along with his "parent" puppets, there was not much of an odor.
Only when the flames had died out did Sakura Haruno approach and search through the ashes for the powder she needed.
She gathered it and placed it in a medical vial she carried with her.
There was very little powder to collect, but any amount would be something to remember him by, so Granny Chiyo would not have to spend the rest of her life in pain.
Girls were simply much more sensitive and tenderhearted.
Though Sakura Haruno was usually carefree, she was exceedingly gentle when caring for others.
Without much effort, Sakura Haruno found Granny Chiyo standing in the rain.
In the misty drizzle, Granny Chiyo's figure swayed.
Sakura Haruno sighed and took the initiative to break the silence.
"Granny, I collected some ashes. Please keep them!"
With that, she handed over the medical vial containing the small amount of ashes.
Granny Chiyo turned around, her rain-soaked hair plastered to her cheeks, looking thoroughly bedraggled.
Her face was wet, though whether from rain or tears was impossible to tell.
She reached out a trembling hand, accepted the makeshift "urn" Sakura Haruno offered, and said softly:
"Thank you, young lady. That was very thoughtful of you."
Sakura Haruno shook her head without answering.
The two stood silently in the rain, gazing into the distance, yet all they could see were thickly falling raindrops.
Granny Chiyo put away the makeshift "urn" and wiped the water from her face, speaking