Takahashi Yū wore a straw hat, a white tank top, a matching pure-white towel around his neck, and a pair of baggy red shorts.
Barefoot, he enjoyed the joy of harvest in his own field. Beside him, Mizuki also had a large bamboo basket slung at her side, placing some small, fragile crops inside.
Holding a farming sickle, Takahashi Yū gathered the wheat in front of him with one hand, bent forward slightly, and slipped the sickle diagonally into the base of the stalks. With a gentle pull, he easily cut down a large bundle.
He knew this posture was a little strange, but he was only here to experience that sense of satisfaction. Once he got bored in a while, he might just harvest everything with killing intent.
Wiping nonexistent sweat from his face with the spotless towel, Takahashi Yū looked at the golden wheat field ahead.
Great!
Perhaps he had a real talent for farming and could live quite well in this world as an actual farmer.
Even though all of this had been planted by Mizuki and the orphanage children...
Boom~~
A muffled boom suddenly spread through Konoha. Takahashi Yū could even feel a faint tremor in the ground.
He put down his sickle and looked toward the village.
Without any sensory abilities, Takahashi Yū saw nothing unusual. He could not even tell which direction the noise and tremor had come from.
Seeing this, Mizuki also set down her large bamboo basket, closed her eyes, and strengthened her Mind's Eye of the Kagura, extending her perception toward the village.
"Yū, there are a lot of chakra signatures inside Hokage Rock."
"There's also a cold, sinister presence. It should be an Uchiha's Susanoo."
At her words, Takahashi Yū pushed off, flying out of the field and heading straight